Chapter 117 Chu Haoze gets stabbed

Jiang Youning ran a little further away from Zhao Yi, found a relatively quiet place and said, "Then... I wish Chu Haoze to get the knife today~"

Seeing that Crow Mouth's skills had once again fallen into disuse, Jiang Youning nodded with satisfaction.

[If I don’t see something bloody today, I might not be able to sleep at night! ! ! ]

[I don't know which good person will come to give him two knives, hurry up! ]

While Zhao Yi was confused and listening to Jiang Youning's mumbling, he heard several voices coming towards him.

He instinctively looked back, wanting to pull Jiang Youning away, but he had no idea why this little ancestor could only make sounds but not see people. Zhao Yi could only find a place to hide from sight.

Afterwards, several people came in swaggering.

The leader was wearing a bulky cloak that completely concealed his body.

"Sir, the person is here."

The prison guard who brought the people over had a flattering voice. He was the leader of the guards on duty in the prison today.

"Open the door."

The man's low and high voice came out slowly.

Jiang Youning looked at the man carefully, his eyes rolling around.

[This voice sounds very unpleasant. ]

[Brother, your voice sounds so fierce, remember to stab harder when you stab me~]

[By the way, it would be best to stab his neck and hit his aorta. If that doesn't work, you can stab him on the right side of the chest. The heart of a madman is naturally black, so it is biased. If you stab him on the left side, he will only suffer physical pain.]

In the corner, Zhao Yi couldn't help but shiver.

This girl was pretty, and although she sometimes spoke in a fierce voice, he always thought she was kind of cute.

This moment.

He just felt a chill on his back.

Does Jiang San know that his sister is so cruel?

But then again, this seventh prince has something special. His heart is actually on the right side.

Even her heart was crooked, no wonder she could do something like making the Fifth Prince a cripple. Although... the Fifth Prince was indeed not a good person.

Soon, the man in the big hood walked in step by step, and someone immediately came over behind him and lifted Chu Haoze up from the bed.

"General, this guy looks like he's half dead, and he seems to have a fever..."

Having said that, the man couldn't help but speak with a strange expression on his face.

"Why do I see... the color of the Seventh Prince's lips seems to be poisoned? Could it be that the Queen has poisoned him?"

Jiang Youning couldn't help but widen his eyes.

【Oh, so exciting? 】

[General, Madam, this could be Concubine Zheng Guifei's brother, the bastard Zheng what? ]

[A great general returned to the capital secretly without making any noise. Did Emperor Wenzong of Chu know about this? ]

[What did he come back early to do? I didn't understand it clearly at first, so I'll wait for him to do something and then I'll see if I can remember it.]

Zhao Yi's heart skipped a beat, and even his breathing became lighter.

When we were in court yesterday, we received a report of the battle, saying that General Zheng Wanba, the cavalry general, would return to the capital in five days.

At that time, the three thousand soldiers he led will be stationed outside the city.

How come he comes back first now?

"Poisoned?" Zheng Wanba couldn't help but frown, "How many days will it take for this little bastard to die?"

The man immediately felt Chu Haoze's pulse and then said respectfully:

"General, judging from the pulse of the Seventh Prince, the poison in his body is indeed very strong.

But for some reason, his body seems to be a little strange. It looks like he can live for at least a few more months. If he can get out, he might even be cured."

Zheng Wanba stared at Chu Haoze for a long time, then said coldly: "Since he can't die for the time being, then wake him up!"

soon.

Someone brought a plate of cold water and poured it all over Chu Haoze.

Chu Haoze slowly opened his eyes.

When those eyes saw the person in front of them, they were so calm and dark that not a single ripple could be seen.

"Boy, you dare to attack my nephew. Today, I will ask you for some interest."

As he spoke, Zheng Wanba took out a dagger from his waist.

"ah!"

A stream of blood slid across the surface, and the tendons on Chu Haoze's right hand were broken.

A few drops of blood splashed and landed on Jiang Youning's face.

She didn't move, feeling a slight dampness sliding down her face, with a bright smile on her lips, looking calm and peaceful.

Although she saw blood from the last thirty beatings, it was not as clean and neat as this one that made her feel satisfied.

"ah!"

With the second strike, Zheng Wanba's knife slashed across Chu Haoze's other hand, and a row of blood beads rolled onto the wall, bright and dazzling.

The third knife.

The knife in Zheng Wanba's hand slashed Chu Haoze's face.

The reason is simple, this kid's face is too penetrating and makes people uncomfortable.

When he was preparing to make the fourth move towards Chu Haoze's feet, someone suddenly rushed in from outside.

"General, someone is coming."

The jailer leader immediately flattered again: "General, follow me this way. There is a small exit here."

"He's lucky. Starting tomorrow, I'll give him a few lashes every day. Remember to use salt water."

Zheng Wanba frowned and slowly wiped the blood on the dagger onto Chu Haoze's body. He sheathed the dagger again, put on his cloak, and left slowly.

When he passed by Jiang Youning who was watching the show quietly, he couldn't help but look back. There was nothing around him, so he quickened his pace and left.

The cell door holding Chu Haoze was locked again.

[Ah... Although it's a bit of a shame, I still feel good. ]

[This cry is more pleasant than the cry of my whole family back then. ]

[I suddenly realize the benefit of you not dying early. If you live longer, I can watch you suffer more.]

[Chu Haoze, I look forward to our next meeting~]

After looking at Chu Haoze deeply, Jiang Youning walked out swaggeringly.

After making sure that there was no movement from Jiang Youning for a while, Zhao Yi began to walk out step by step.

There are many cells in the prison, so it is easy to avoid people coming in.

Jiang Youning walked straight over and met a few people head-on.

None of them looked familiar, so she didn't think much about it and just walked out.

After leaving the prison, Zhao Yi made sure that there was no sound around and that the little ancestor was gone. He once again did not bother to eat and went straight into the palace.

The general returned to the capital ahead of time. No matter what the matter is, it is better to let Your Majesty be prepared and make decisions in advance.

After leaving the Dali Temple, Jiang Youning prepared to sneak back to the Dali Temple...

result.

When she passed a street, she heard a cry for help, and the voice sounded familiar.

She went down the alley where the sound came from.

In a remote and deserted alley, Jiang Heng and Xiao Wukong, both dressed in women's clothing, were once again surrounded by several fierce-looking men.

"You little androgynous thing, I saw everything when you gave money to that little beggar just now.

Take out all the money in your pockets, otherwise..."

The man in the lead had a rusty kitchen knife in his hand.

"Wuwuwu... Uncle, I, we left in a hurry and didn't... didn't bring any money. Please let us go back and I'll give you some silver, okay?"

Little Wukong cried with tears in his eyes and crawled to the man's feet skillfully.