"Princess," Xiao Wei followed Yu Xiaoxiao and jumped off the wall. He then protected Yu Xiaoxiao behind him and whispered, "The situation is unclear. It's better for us not to go in."
Guard Xiaozhuang stood behind Yu Xiaoxiao and said, "Princess, Xiaowei is smart. Let's listen to him."
Yu Xiao: "This place is different from what I imagined. Let's take a look around."
My God Grandpa!
Xiaozhuang and Xiaowei both sighed that their princess had imagined what the Dali Temple would look like. Only someone with a very boring life would do such a thing!
"Where is the Heavenly Prison?" Yu Xiaoxiao said to Xiao Wei, "Lead the way." If the prison cells in this world were also designed to look like gardens, she would kneel down to this world. If prisoners could live in gardens, how could she, a person living in the last days, feel comfortable?
At this time in the prison, Zhao Beicheng looked at the people standing in front of him, spat out the blood in his mouth, and said, "You are not the Japanese killers."
The leading black-clad man said, "Mr. Zhao, your death is imminent, you might as well die quickly."
The black-clothed man spoke with a Zhuri accent, but it was too deliberate. Zhao Beicheng leaned against the wall and slowly sat up. He had just yelled so loudly that the guards in the prison seemed to be dead, and no one came. Even if the Zhuri wanted to kill him, would they kill all the runners in the Dali Temple before killing him? Zhao Beicheng said, "I want to know the truth before I die. Who sent you here?"
The leading man in black had his face covered with a black scarf, but his eyes showed sympathy for Zhao Beicheng. He said, "Young Master, can't you figure it out yourself?"
These people swaggered into the prison, no one asked, no one stopped them, it was obvious that they were let in. The Dali Temple was his father's man, he would not collude with others to harm him, the only person who could make the Dali Temple obey his orders, who else could it be except his father? Zhao Beicheng smiled bitterly, he could understand, but he didn't want to believe it.
The leading black-clad man said, "We were stopped by someone when we came in, but those guys have already gone to hell. After you go down, you can go with them."
"Why?" Zhao Beicheng asked in a low voice.
The leading man in black said, "We are just following orders. You shouldn't ask me why, young master."
Zhao Beicheng watched as several men in black came towards him with swords in hand. Zhao Beicheng closed his eyes. Although he was not wearing shackles, the eldest son of the Zhao family had been injured and was unable to resist. Before he died, Zhao Beicheng recalled his life over the past twenty years. He was the eldest son of the Zhao family with mediocre talent. The Zhao family tried their best, but for more than ten years, he was just a waste living under the wings of his father. He had to steal and frame others to get a military merit. It was ridiculous, Zhao Beicheng sighed in his heart.
The leading man in black came close to Zhao Beicheng and tightened his hand holding a narrow sword.
Zhao Beicheng suddenly asked, "What good would it do him if I died?"
No one could answer Zhao Beicheng's question.
"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, but I have to obey the Prime Minister's order," the leading man in black apologized to Zhao Beicheng and raised his sword to stab.
"Zhao Qiuming didn't even let his son go?!"
Just as Zhao Beicheng closed his eyes and waited for death, the leading black-clothed man had the tip of his sword against Zhao Beicheng's throat, when suddenly an exclamation came from outside the cell.
Zhao Beicheng opened his eyes and looked outside the cell.
Several men in black also looked back.
Outside the cell, Xiaozhuang pointed at several men in black and said, "Princess, it's them!"
Xiao Wei shouted, "Who are you?"
When the leading man in black heard Xiaozhuang calling the girl in the middle "Princess", his hands trembled and he turned around and swung his sword to attack Zhao Beicheng.
Yu Xiaoxiao raised her foot and kicked the prison door made of a dozen round iron pillars away from the ground.
“Bang!”
"ah--"
"oops--"
The screams mixed with the sound of the iron gate falling to the ground, echoing throughout the third underground level of the Sky Prison.
Zhao Beicheng stared blankly at Yu Xiaoxiao and the other two as they approached him. Why was it that every time he met this person, the world he was in seemed to be abnormal?
Yu Xiaoxiao stepped on the back of the leading black-clad man through the iron gate, holding a carrot ball in her hand, and said, "Does your father not want you anymore?"
Xiaozhuang and Xiaowei were not in a hurry to drag out these men in black and tie them up. They looked half dead anyway. They stood on Yu Xiaoxiao's left and right, and the two brothers also looked at Zhao Beicheng.
Xiaozhuang said, "Princess, why would the Japanese help Prime Minister Zhao to kill Zhao Beicheng?"
Yu Xiaoxiao didn't understand either, so she said, "I don't know. Let's go back and ask Jing Mo." Speaking of which, why Jing Mo turned against Zhao Qiu Ming? This is still an unsolved mystery for Her Royal Highness the Princess.
Among the three people, only Xiao Wei was a good and reliable young man. He squatted down and took a closer look at the black-clothed man lying on the ground. Xiao Wei said to Yu Xiao: "Princess, I can't tell what country they are from."
Yu Xiaoxiao squatted down in front of Zhao Beicheng and asked, "Why did your father want to kill you?"
Zhao Beicheng's eyes remained motionless.
Yu Xiaoxiao waved at Zhao Beicheng's eyes and asked, "Are you stupid?"
Zhao Beicheng still didn't respond.
Xiao Zhuang also squatted down and guessed, "Is he scared silly?"
Yu Xiaoxiao slapped Zhao Beicheng in the face without saying a word.
After the sound of "slap", Young Master Zhao's face looked swollen. Xiaozhuang touched his face in fear, looked at Zhao Beicheng with sympathy and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?" His princess slapped down a wooden building. It turned out that Zhao Beicheng was not killed by the assassins, but was slapped to death by his princess!
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Beicheng looked at Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes and finally saw that she could move. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness."
Yu Xiao: "Your sister doesn't want a son, and your father doesn't want a son either. Does your Zhao family have a tradition of not having sons?"
Zhao Beicheng stared at Yu Xiaoxiao, speechless.
Yu Xiaoxiao was chewing on a radish meatball when she suddenly thought to herself, "Or did your father find out that you are not his son?" Instructor Yu had also heard stories about wealthy families. Usually, when a father killed his son, it was basically because the son was not his own.
This time even Xiao Wei came over to stare at Zhao Beicheng. They came to the Dali Temple Prison and got such shocking news?
Zhao Beicheng's swollen face twisted, and he shouted angrily at Yu Xiaoxiao: "Don't insult my mother!"
Yu Xiaoxiao slapped the other half of Zhao Beicheng's face again and said, "Speak properly."
Xiaozhuang and Xiaowei took a look and were surprised that Young Master Zhao's face was now straight and both sides of his face were equally swollen.
Zhao Beicheng knew that he couldn't beat Yu Xiaoxiao, but he still wanted to pounce on her and bite her to death. He angrily said to Yu Xiaoxiao: "Isn't it all because of Her Royal Highness the Princess that I'm in this situation today?!"
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