She has not forgotten that Qinglong’s whereabouts are still unknown.
Judging from the message left at Huichun Hall, he must have been taken away by Ji Xiuling's people, and he should be in the palace now.
Yun Luo didn't have time to find him yet.
At the moment, the initiative is in Yun Luo's hands. In addition to delaying time for Emperor Cangyun to escape, since the prince is such a good bargaining chip, Yun Luo naturally wants to make full use of it.
"Folk warriors?"
Ji Xiuling frowned slightly, seeming a little confused.
Yun Luo sneered and said: "Don't say you don't know that all the sixth level and above warriors in the capital have disappeared. No one can be seen alive or dead. Isn't it your fault?"
"I don't know about this."
Ji Xiuling frowned and said impatiently: "What are the sixth and seventh levels? Why am I arresting them?"
She didn’t admit it?
Yun Luo's eyes turned cold and his thoughts moved.
The puppet vine wrapped around the prince's body swam in an instant, and with a whoosh, it tightly wrapped around the prince's neck, leaving a purple-black bruise on his neck.
As a living dead, the prince has long lost the pain sensation of normal people and has no reaction to it.
Ji Xiuling suddenly turned pale: "Stop!"
She was frightened and angry, clenching her fists tightly: "You are not allowed to hurt Ye'er, I say!"
"Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier?" Yun Luo sneered, raised his hand, and then said coldly, "If the Queen is not honest, your precious son will be injured."
Ji Xiuling was so angry that her eyes were bloodshot and she dared not speak in anger.
"Those warriors are all in Fengqi Palace." She squeezed her voice out from between her teeth, cursing in her heart.
Two useless things, why haven’t you brought anyone over yet?
Everyone is a waste!
There are some things Ji Xiuling doesn't want to say at all, but the situation is stronger than the person.
She has been arrogant and domineering all her life. When has she ever been so aggrieved? The anger in her heart is so high that she is so aggrieved that she is about to vomit blood.
"Were you locked up in the secret prison of Fengqi Palace?" Yun Luo confirmed again.
Ji Xiuling's eyes flashed fiercely: "How did you know that there was a secret prison in Fengqi Palace? Who told you?"
Is there a traitor who is cheating on her?
"How do I know? I don't bother the Queen. I'm asking you now, not you. Just answer me honestly." Yun Luo said sarcastically.
Ji Xiuling took a deep breath, almost breaking her teeth: "That's right!"
"Where is the entrance to the secret cell?"
"In the back garden."
"The specific location of the back garden? How to open the trap? Are there any traps in the secret cell?"
Yun Luo directly asked a series of questions, and the purpose was obvious.
Ji Xiuling stared at her coldly and answered one by one.
Perhaps because she couldn't bear the prince's suffering, or perhaps because these questions were not difficult to answer, Ji Xiuling stopped acting like a monster and answered each question very smoothly.
Yun Luo learned about the basic layout of the secret cell. Whether it was to save people or make other plans for the future, he gained a lot.
Yun Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and asked again: "What do you want to do by arresting these high-level warriors?"
Ji Xiuling obviously didn't want to answer this question before and repeatedly tried to confuse it.
But now, she has no choice but to stop talking.
Yun Luo had a strange intuition in his heart. Ji Xiuling's purpose in arresting those folk warriors was definitely not simple. There might be a deeper secret in it.
The more secretive you are, the more serious the matter is.
Qinglong disappeared because of this secret, and Yun Luo must find out.