The fifth Prince roared in his heart. He was so angry that he clapped his hand on the iron bar of the small window. His slender fingers were about to twist. His eyes suddenly saw something. He changed his face and called out in a hurry: "second brother, second brother Look at that... "

"What's the matter?" The second prince turned around and followed his eyes. He saw a gray figure in coarse linen clothes walking outside the execution room. As he walked, he looked around in a panic. His eyes were purring and he looked like a thief

In particular, this gray figure like a thief is thin and delicate. She is a famous woman at first sight.

The second prince and the fifth Prince looked at each other, and there was a flash of interest in the bottom of their eyes. What did she do so stealthily in the prison? scrounge? In prison, besides criminals, they are criminals. They don't think that she has the ability to steal criminals under the gaze of many prison guards and visit their relatives? You don't have to be so sneaky, right? What's so hard to say when I changed the coarse cloth clothes that didn't fit very well and wore the veil?

The so-called difficult words usually represent secrets that can't be told.

The second prince and the fifth Prince looked at each other again. They walked out of the small room and quietly followed the gray figure. They saw the gray figure walking through the cells and came to a relatively tight cell. The cell was made of fine iron, and the iron bars were fine and dense. They wrapped the cell layer by layer, and even a little mouse could not get into it.

In the middle of the cell, there is a layer of hay. A man in a black cloak is lying on the hay. He doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. His cloak is broken and tattered, revealing the wounds one after another inside. The red blood overflows unstoppably and dyes the hay under him

The gray figure looked around carefully. Seeing no one nearby, he squatted in front of the cell, put his hands on his mouth, forming the shape of a trumpet. He lowered his voice and called out to the man with a cloak: "friend of the underground palace Wake up, wake up Wake up... "

Under her persistent cry, the man in the cell gradually wakes up. He slowly raises his head and looks at the woman in grey with his face covered. His eyes under his hat pocket are full of vigilance and vigilance: "who are you?"

The woman in grey smiles and says, "it's not convenient to reveal my name, but I can tell you that I'm here to help you..."

"Help me?" The cloaked man was surprised at her answer for a moment, then regained his composure and said coldly, "how are you going to help me?"

"Of course, this is to help you." The woman in Gray said with a smile, and took out a small porcelain vase from her sleeve and threw it to the man with a cloak through the iron fence.

The porcelain bottle is pure white, delicate and delicate, without any pattern on it. Under the background of hay, it emits a moist luster. There is also the red stopper, which is red and red, with a touch of gold on the top. It can be seen that this is a boutique. However, the man with a cloak does not touch the porcelain bottle, and just looks at it and says, "what is this?"

"The medicine." The woman in grey said with a smile: "the best medicine for injury. If you take it, you will get better in most cases no matter how many injuries you have."

"Is it?" The man in the cloak glanced at the woman in grey: "are you sure it contains healing medicine, not poison?"

"What do you mean? Suspecting that I wanted to poison you? "

"Isn't it?" The cloaked man was full of derision.

"You..." The woman in gray choked and couldn't speak. After a long time, she calmed down and looked at the man in the cloak again. The man's cold, penetrating eyes made her unable to say any more deception. She simply broke the jar and said, "you're right. What's in it is really poison..."

"Oh." The man in the cloak looked at the woman in gray coldly and motioned for her to continue. As soon as she lifted her chin, she said haughtily, "you have been punished every day since you were caught in prison. Up to now, you have been punished dozens of times. You have not had a good skin all over your body, and you have also suffered severe internal injuries. You can't use your skills any more..."

"So, you poison me..." The cloaked man was full of derision.

But the woman in grey didn't care, and she looked like a Savior: "yes, now the Ministry of punishment has listed you as a felon, and will torture you every day until you are killed..." It's so miserable and painful to be killed alive. It's better to drink the poison and get rid of it

There was a flash of anger in the eyes of the man in the cloak. He was caught and tortured, and they were going to poison him. Oh, "didn't you want to save me?"

"Help you? I'm kidding The woman in grey is very surprised: now the Dali Temple Prison is guarded by not only the guards of Dali temple, but also the imperial army sent by the second prince. The whole prison of Dali temple is guarded by them like an iron wall. No matter how skilled the person is, it is impossible for him to pass through the wall and rescue the felons in the prison

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