Uncle Nine Emperors and Princess Anping left, and the blood-clothed guards returned to calm. Of course, this was just calm on the surface.
The words Princess Anping left behind before she left made Lu Shaolin uneasy.
Just when he was worried about his black hat and life, Feng Qingchen, the person who was supposed to leave, came back.
"Mr. Lu, I want to take away the prisoners in Prison No. 96. They said they need your official document."
There was no way, Nine Emperors Uncle's answer was too vague, but she didn't mind if the fox pretended to be the tiger's.
When your own strength is not enough, you must know how to take advantage of the situation. Uncle Nine Emperors is a good backer.
Lu Shaolin had a cold face and raised his head with murderous intent.
What bastard birdman dares to disturb his way out.
When he saw it was Feng Qingchen, all the sternness on his face disappeared, and he immediately put on a friendly look.
What are you thinking about? Isn't the backer right here? I just want to coax Feng Qingchen into a good mood and let Feng Qingchen say a few nice words for him in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"Miss Feng, haven't you left yet?"
That kind gesture made Feng Qingchen's hair stand on end, but Feng Qingchen immediately understood what Lu Shaolin was thinking.
strength.
Uncle Nine Emperors is right, only strength can decide everything.
Feng Qingchen smiled reservedly, keeping the distance between the two, and spoke again with a force that could not be refused.
"Master Lu, I want to take away the prisoner in cell No. 96 with yellow letters."
"No problem, I'll ask someone to make arrangements and send them here." Lu Shaolin agreed.
"No, I'll go there by myself. Just prepare a coat for me." Feng Qingchen refused lightly.
She didn't want the people from the Blood Clothes Guard to touch Xiao Zhi again.
Although she didn't receive any wrong treatment in Xueyiwei, she really didn't like this place.
This place is a tiger's den, and she will never come back again in her lifetime.
However, she was still very curious as to why her mother was brought in by the blood-clad guards. Of course...
She would not ask Lu Shaolin about this matter. Lu Shaolin was just a soldier at that time, and she would not know the inside story even if she asked.
"Okay, Miss Feng, shall I accompany you?" Although Lu Shaolin was asking, he walked in front to lead the way.
The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the prison number is yellow. He has not been there since Lu Shaolin took over as the commander-in-chief.
Fortunately, the layout of Xueyiwei is in a zigzag shape, and the yellow-lettered building is easy to find.
Along the way, Lu Shaolin kept building friendship with Feng Qingchen, thinking of finding a breakthrough from Feng Qingchen and asking her to help him speak in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Feng Qingchen dealt with Lu Shaolin at every turn, thinking to himself: Sure enough, it was Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.
Five days ago, he was just like Lu Shaolin, trying his best to find a breakthrough in Lu Shaolin, hoping to suffer less from the Blood-Shirt Guards. What now?
They are still the two people from five days ago, but the roles have been completely reversed.
Unfortunately, this section of the road was not long enough. When they arrived at Building No. 96, Feng Qingchen politely interrupted Lu Shaolin: "Master Lu, please arrange for someone to go in and check whether the prisoner is dead."
This is the real blood-clad guard. Even if the prisoner dies, they won't know about it. Maybe they won't find out until the body stinks.
"No, no, how can I not believe what Miss Feng said." Lu Shaolin waved his hands repeatedly, thinking that Feng Qingchen wanted to take this person out alive.
Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen didn't appreciate it: "Master Lu, it's better to let Wu Zuo check it out. Uncle Nine Emperors said that everything must be done according to the procedures of the Blood-Shirt Guards. No one can break the rules of the Blood-Shirt Guards."
Feng Qingchen brought out the Nine Emperors Uncle's signature.
Sure enough, Lu Shaolin's eyes were brighter. He knew that as long as Feng Qingchen let go, his life would be saved.
Seeing Feng Qingchen's insistence, Lu Shaolin didn't say much and immediately asked people to come over.
I don't know whether it's because Uncle Nine Emperors and Princess Anping have arrived, or because Lu Shaolin is impatient, but the efficiency of the blood-clad guards today is unprecedentedly high.
Not long after, Wu Zuo hurried over and stepped into the prison without even daring to take a breath. He confirmed again and again that Xiao Zhi was dead and issued a death certificate. Lu Shaolin also issued an official document for the family members to collect the body.
Everything was done according to procedure.
Later, when Princess Anping wanted to talk about this matter, she found that she couldn't catch any braids.
Not a single piece of Xiaozhi's body was intact. Half of the flesh on his body was burned and half was rotten. However, because the weather was not very hot, the smell was not unpleasant.
Seeing this situation, Lu Shaolin immediately said diligently that he would arrange for someone to send it out for Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen refused.
Feng Qingchen took the coat from the blood-clothed guard, carefully wrapped Xiaozhi up, bent down and picked up Xiaozhi.
This action caused the wound on her back that had been punctured by the iron comb to open again, and blood dripped out.
Feng Qingchen exhaled and ignored the pain.
Xiaozhi, a young man, only weighs as much as a child. Except for bones, there is not even a trace of flesh in his body.
"Xiao Zhi, sister took you out."
Feng Qingchen lowered his head and murmured softly.
Step by step, he walked towards the outside of the Blood-clothed Guard's prison.
If it weren't for Xiaozhi, she would have left long ago.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the door, Lu Shaolin was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.
This Feng Qingchen was really tactful. He talked a lot but refused to give a concrete promise. Lu Shaolin was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
After Feng Qingchen came to the door, he stopped, hugged Xiaozhi, and bowed slightly to Lu Shaolin to thank him.
She knew that since ancient times, the King of Hell was easy to provoke and the devil was difficult to deal with. This Lu Shaolin was a character after all. Even if she borrowed the power of Uncle Nine Emperors, she could not afford to offend him.
Lu Shaolin quickly gave him a hand and said: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it."
Feng Qingchen stood up and said with a sincere face: "Of course Uncle Lu can afford it. In the blood-clothed guard, Qingchen (5) is under the care of Uncle Lu. Without Uncle Lu, how could Qingchen ever see the light of day again.
Uncle Lu, please rest assured that I will take your matter to heart. I will definitely speak for Uncle Lu on behalf of Uncle Nine Emperors. However, it is hard for Qing Chen to say how the Emperor will decide in the end.
In addition, Uncle Lu, if you want something, I have already given it to your confidant, and he will pass it on to you.
Uncle Lu, don't worry, Qingchen is a doctor and Uncle Lu's nephew. Qingchen knows what to do and will never cause trouble to you, Uncle Lu.
There were so many people talking in the prison just now that Qingchen didn’t dare to say anything, so please forgive me Uncle Lu.”
After talking, both of them were happy. In any case, Feng Qingchen's gesture was sufficient.
As for Lu Shaolin’s fate?
Again, it’s up to the emperor to decide.
Lu Shaolin looked happy and called Qingchen's niece, which was called affectionate. He said that no one came to pick up Feng Qingchen, and immediately said that he would prepare a carriage for Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen did not refuse and thanked him again.
Pick her up? How could anyone come to pick her up? After entering the Blood Clothes Guard, there are only a few people who can get out, and even if they get out, they can only breathe.
The carriage came, and Feng Qingchen took Xiaozhi on it. He wanted to go to Feng Mansion first to reassure everyone, but then...
Those people should have known that Uncle Nine Emperors came forward, so they went directly to the outside of the city to take care of Xiaozhi's affairs first. After all, this matter couldn't wait...
But Feng Qingchen didn't know that as soon as she left the blood-clothed guards, someone came out of the palace and secretly contacted an underground gang in the imperial city.
A conspiracy against Feng Qingchen, because Feng Qingchen did not appear in time, became more and more troubled in the imperial city...
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