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It is difficult to distinguish day and night in the prison surrounded by walls, and I don't know whether it is dusk or evening.
Yang Jin was busy looking for a way out, and almost touched all the things that looked like organs around him, but still had no clue.
Anyway, there are people working, and Wen Qian is happy to be by the side.
He splashed water on his face just now, and now the makeup is already worn out. After adapting to the darkness, she took out the bronze mirror she carried with her to look at it for a while, and then took out the small box of rouge and indigo in her arms, and slowly painted her eyebrows.
Yang Jin glanced at it inadvertently, and couldn't help turning around, "What time is it, are you still in the mood to draw?"
"Why can't there be?" Wen Qian took the mirror closer and farther and looked at it left and right.
? Yang Jin frowned, "In this kind of place, there are people in the dark, who are you going to draw for?"
She took it for granted: "You."
Yang Jin: ""
She seemed to be like this all the time, as if she didn't care about the big things, even if she cut it with a knife, it was just a scar the size of a bowl.
For some reason, Yang Jin suddenly lost his temper after seeing Wen Qian's serious painting.
"Aren't you afraid of being stuck here all the time?"
Wen Qian nodded nonchalantly: "Isn't there still you?"
It was rare for him to be taken aback by what she said, but in the end he shook his head helplessly and sighed, "It's up to you."
Dip the little finger in water to melt the rouge, smudge it to the corners of the eyes, and put it back perfectly. Wen Qian nodded in satisfaction. While putting away the bronze mirror, she suddenly remembered something and asked: "That Liu Wenyuan, have you found it?"
Yang Jin was still knocking on the hard stone wall, his fingers paused when he heard this, and then continued to knock.
"I found it."
*
?In the Tang Mansion, the dusk has already merged, the sun is setting, the sky outside the window is a large piece of dark blue, and the shadows of the trees are dark and hazy.
Shi Baichuan held his wine glass, fidgeting and looked at the door several times.
?The birthday banquet had been held for a long time, the hall was full of cups and cups of wine, and everyone was drinking very high. Looking around, dozens of neat faces were all red, which was very festive.
However, Yang Jin was not among them, not only that, even Wen Qian was gone.
Originally, according to the plan, if people were in the Tang Mansion, they would receive a signal before dinner and rush over to catch the thief and take the stolen goods. If there was nothing to gain from this trip, why should Yang Jin appear at this banquet to express himself disappointment, or hints at what to do next.
But now there is a third direction in the matter-the protagonists of the big drama both disappeared without a message. Could this be elopement?
In Shi Baichuan's subconscious mind, he never thought about the fact that Yang Jin would be taken away. Even if he did, it must be a bitter trick to lure the enemy deep.
Therefore, during the entire birthday banquet, everyone in Jinyiwei stood by in the hall, just like Shi Baichuan, holding a glass of wine absent-mindedly, always alert to the movement outside the courtyard.
But until the guests are seen off at the banquet, everything is still calm.
At this moment, Shi Baichuan's playboy couldn't pretend anymore, and his face was full of burns.
Tang Mansion is not a brothel tavern, you can sleep all night drunk, seeing the visitors leave one after another, Tang Shi has a kind smile and euphemistically expresses that it is dark, he can only get up slowly, but his heart is already in a hurry , his eyes fixedly scanned the figures coming and going on the opposite side - servants, maids, servants, drinkers, to see who looked like Liu Wenyuan.
Almost without impulse, he dragged Tang Shi over to serve him.
But Yang Jin wasn't around, and he didn't dare to make any claims.
Stepping back and forth to the gate, Tang Shi nodded and smiled at the "Second Young Master Yang" and said, "Young Master Yang is doing you a favor today, and when you return to the capital, Tang will definitely visit you when you have time." .¡±
Shi Baichuan forced himself to be polite for a while, then left with his group.
The Tang Mansion, full of music and drums, returned to tranquility once again.
In the front hall, there are only a few busy servants left to clean up the mess.
*
In the stone room, Yang Jin squatted down next to Wen Qian in his robe, and drew two circles on the ground with a branch.
"We have always believed that Liu Wenyuan came to Guangling to defect to Tang Shi, because they have a close relationship. This is true, but we have overlooked one point."
He paused.
"That is, whether Tang Shiken will take in Liu Wenyuan."
Wen Qian frowned and tilted her head: "You mean, hesp; "It's smoke!"
"The one surnamed Tang set fire outside the door?!" This is a grandson's temper. He is already trapped in the house, and he dare not even show up.
Wen Qian was about to reach out to push, but was suddenly pulled back by Yang Jin.
"Don't touch it, be careful with your hands!"
The iron door was already scalding hot, making a sizzling sound. Several mice hiding in the room accidentally rubbed against the door when they slipped open, and were instantly burned to the point of white smoke.
Wen Qian turned around and asked him, "What is he going to do?"
His face darkened slightly: "Don't you understand? Tang Shi wants to suffocate you and me with smoke."
She gritted her teeth and wondered: "Didn't you say that he didn't want to hurt my life?"
Yang Jin nodded first, "At first, but if he already knows my identity now, he will probably kill me."
This move was a trick, anyway, "Second Young Master Yang" had already attended the birthday banquet of the Tang family in full view, even if he really died, Tang Shi could logically say that he didn't know about it.
"So, I'm here to bury you with you?"
"you can put it this way."
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her foot and kicked over. Yang Jing just wanted to hide, but hesitated for a moment, and still received it calmly.
Today's business is really a big loss.
Lost his wife and lost his army.
Fortunately, the cracks in the door are limited after all, and Tang Shi dared not open the door. It would take some time for the smoke to fill up, so he would not be so easily suffocated to death by him.
Wen Qian just came up with this idea, and saw a small opening on the door, about two fingers wide, and a dark and unknown object squeezed in from outside the door, which was not very clear amidst the thick smoke.
At this moment, Yang Jin suddenly pulled her away.
A bright light flashed, and there was a bang in the stone room.
Gunfire!
Should have known.
If Tang Shi didn't want to wade into the muddy water, he could have handed him over to Jin Yiwei. His guilty conscience of silence clearly showed that the Tang family was also inextricably linked to King Ning's rebellion.
It is not allowed to use firecrackers privately unless the general sends troops.
It turns out that the Tang family provided armaments for King Ning!
At the critical moment, Wen Qian didn't think as much as he did. Seeing that they first set off cigarettes and then shot guns, it was obvious that they were going to kill them. Just now I felt that the surrounding space was too large, and the thick smoke would not choke people to death for a while, but now I suddenly felt that it was not enough.
The smoke was so smoky that people couldn't open their eyes. After hiding in the thick fog for a while, Yang Jin suddenly pulled her to him and asked anxiously:
"Where was that worm just now?"
Even though Wen Qian was smoked to the point of being a mess, he still didn't forget the goosebumps when he mentioned this thing: "When is it, are you still thinking about worms?"
The room full of snakes, insects, rats and ants was also suffocated by Tang Shi. A swarm of bees dragged their families out from the corner. Yang Jin waved away the smoke in front of him, and followed the direction where the insects and ants took refuge.
It was still a wall, and it was vaguely visible that the unicorn that he let go earlier was struggling to get into the gap.
He stretched out his hand to touch it, and the wall was slightly moist, as if it had been soaked in water, making this small piece of wall softer than other places. Yang Jin covered Wen Qian and said, "Stand back."
Curious about what he wanted to do, Wen Qian poked her head out from behind Yang Jin's back, and saw that he raised his breath, focused his strength on the palm of his hand, aimed at the gap, and punched a small hole with his palm.
It seems that there is another world behind the cave, and there is still a way to follow.
The sound of the firecrackers became louder and louder like a urging death, Yang Jin barely got through the hole, and quickly turned around to pull her.
The hole is not high enough for only one person to bend over. Wen Qian handed him her hand, and the moment she lowered her head and lifted her foot, a piece of gunpowder just exploded beside her leg, and the fine stones scratched her ankle and scratched it. Before he felt the pain, blood was already gushing out.
She frowned fiercely, supported Yang Jin's arm with both hands, and crossed the cave entrance, her figure was slightly unstable. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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