A delicate green plum dressed as a traitor

Chapter 520
Prison? ?Ming Yan blinked her beautiful eyes, thinking that she had heard it wrong, she was not sure and said: "Miss, you want to rob the master?"

Ye Zhi, who was putting on two more sets of clothes, nodded: "Well, so I have to wear more, so that people can't see that I have a female figure. I did this alone, and I can't involve Ye Fu, so I must No one should know my true identity."

After putting it on, she covered her face again with her pockmarked face, so that others would not see her eyebrows, so she deliberately put on a layer of black tulle.

With this dress, the whole person looks slightly strong and dark.

Standing in front of her eyes, even Ming Yan couldn't recognize her: "Miss, you don't have to take risks for me. Robbing the court is a crime of beheading. If you have something wrong, what will the madam do? The servant will die."

After finishing speaking, he knelt down with a plop, hugging Ye Zhi's legs and not letting go, showing faint signs of crying.

"Cry louder, call the people from the police department, and take me away now."

The maid who was hugging her thigh on the ground stopped her crying...

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, a crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the late winter wind blew over the city of Yangzhou. A man in black used lightness kung fu, skimmed over the eaves cautiously, and quickly headed towards the Yafu Prison in the southeast.

Except for the occasional barking of dogs in the distance, the streets and alleys in the city are quiet.

The man in black, who was all in black, found a remote corner, climbed over the wall and entered the government office, groping furtively by the faint moonlight.

She didn't know that since she used lightness kung fu to jump up in Yangzhou city, she had been watched by people.

Inside the yamen mansion, in a large wing room, several candles were lit, making the room extraordinarily bright, and fine ambergris was burning in the incense burner inlaid with silk and red stone.

The young man sitting at the square table with black lacquer and peng teeth has picturesque eyebrows, orchids and jade trees, and is holding a few yellowed letters, looking fascinated.

It was written by Ah Zhi when he went to Longhu Mountain.

Since she disappeared, he hasn't had a good night's sleep, and only looking at the crooked small seal script can he feel at ease for a moment.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a light knock on the door.

The boy's cold voice came: "Say."

Qin Yin was used to his indifference, so he didn't care, and stood at the door and reported: "Mr. Shen, there is a man in black sneaking towards the cell. Our people are watching. Monk Chen is here, do you want to capture him on the spot? Or kill him without mercy?"

There are still two days left before Zhichen will be executed.

At this time, it is normal for a companion to come to the rescue at a risk. I thought that his companion would also be a leader, but unexpectedly, the information reported by the Dark Guard is:

There was a muscular black-clothed man, with light skills and nimbleness, but his actions were very clumsy. He touched the wall and moved forward. Ask the right minister to capture him alive or kill him now?
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Qin Yin can imagine the thief's appearance through the words...

A cold voice came from the room: "Let him meet with the people first, and then let the tiger go back to the mountain and then capture it alive. If the monk can't speak after torture, then let's start with these companions."

"Yes." Qin Yin's tiger eyes lit up, and he stepped back to carry out the order. Ang Zang's tall and straight figure jumped up and disappeared into the courtyard.

There is nothing to do in the past few days, and it is a torment to face Mr. Shen's cold face every day!

Finally, a stupid thief came, as if he saw the joy of life again.

On the other side, Ye Zhi, who didn't know that she was classified as a wretched and stupid thief, had knocked out six guards and sneaked into the prison. There was a wall behind the prison gate, which listed which prisoners were being held in which cells.

(End of this chapter)