Miss Jun didn't expect that the first person she saw was Jiuli.

Jiuli was under house arrest in Lu's residence, so how could she appear here?

Did she know she was caught?

Jiuli didn't hear her mumbling. She was also frightened at this moment, but soon felt relieved.

"You," she said. "So it really is you."

There must be a reason why Lu Yunqi has become different.

She guessed right.

Seeing the surprise on the woman's face, Jiuli's expression became a little calmer.

"Don't be afraid, I..." She wanted to explain that she didn't know anything and wouldn't treat her like Lu Yunqi did, but before she could finish her words, the girl had already stretched out her hand to her.

"Pull me up," she said.

Jiuli saw her hands tied together, his expression slightly sad, he stopped talking and grabbed her hands.

She was afraid that she couldn't hold on so she used all her strength, but the girl had already climbed up by pushing off the wall of the cave.

"Miss Jun, don't be afraid. I..." Princess Jiuli said again, looking at Miss Jun's bound hands, "I'll help you cut them open. I'll go find a knife."

Although she said this, she was really at a loss. Where could she find a knife? The closest and fastest place to get one was from the Jinyiwei outside, but of course she couldn't go there. She had scissors for her daily needlework...

Before she finished her words, the woman got up and ran in one direction.

Miss Jun has been locked up here for so long, must she be scared?

As soon as he came out, Emperor Cang wanted to escape.

"Miss Jun, don't run around. The maid just left not far away... We don't know where this place is..." Princess Jiuli called out softly.

But the woman ignored her and walked among the flower stands. Suddenly, she leaned over and took something out of one.

Princess Jiuli was stunned for a moment, then she saw clearly what she took out, a dagger.

Dagger.

Princess Jiuli subconsciously looked at the flower stand. It was a very ordinary flower stand. The flowers and plants were well maintained in the winter, and everything was kept clean and tidy.

There is a dagger hidden here?

Did Miss Jun let it go herself when she was captured?

Otherwise, how would she know?

While she was stunned, Miss Jun had already stuffed the dagger into her hands.

"Here," she said, extending her hand. "Cut it open."

Princess Jiuli looked at the dagger. The scabbard was old and bore traces of time. It was definitely not just put in.

She gritted her teeth and pulled the dagger out of the scabbard. Fortunately, the dagger was sharp and before she could cut the rope, Miss Jun could not wait any longer and reached out and stabbed it hard.

The rope used by the Jinyi Guard must be extremely strong, Princess Jiuli wanted to remind them, but to her surprise, the rope fell on the dagger and was easily cut.

Miss Jun moved her wrist.

"Let's go." She said, grabbed Princess Jiuli's hand and ran out.

Princess Jiuli followed her with unsteady steps.

"Ms. Jun, don't worry, I will find a way to get you out." She calmed herself down and said, "But I'm not familiar with this place, and there are guards where I came in. Let me think of a way..."

She spoke as she was being pulled away by Miss Jun, but gradually she stopped talking.

Miss Jun pulled her out of the flower shed and walked forward without stopping. After turning several corners, they arrived in front of a courtyard gate.

Princess Jiuli didn't even recognize if this was the door she came from, but she was sure it wasn't because there were no Jinyiwei waiting here.

Where is this?

She has been living in Lu's house for several years, but except for her own yard, everything here is unfamiliar to her.

These days, I have been paying close attention to this place tentatively and carefully because I have a feeling that Miss Jun is here.

The only distance he went back and forth looking for opportunities to walk was from his own yard to here.

Princess Jiuli looked at the woman who was holding her hand, watched her walk through the door, around the tree, and through the alley, watched her move around the house as if it were flat ground, with great speed, without raising her head or looking around.

It was as if this was her home, a familiar place where she could walk around even with her eyes closed.

Her home.

A place she was familiar with.

Her flower shed.

Her hidden dagger.

Princess Jiuli walked and ran without saying anything. She just looked at the woman who was pulling her, her vision gradually blurred by tears.

The hand suddenly loosened, and Princess Jiuli subconsciously stepped forward to grab it. Tears fell and her vision became clearer. She saw that Miss Jun had stopped in front of a rockery.

Miss Jun leaned over the ground and reached her hand under the rockery.

"It's still here." She said, her eyes and eyebrows excited, and a long and thin box was pulled out. When the box was opened, a sword was pulled out.

In the past, when I had nothing to do at home, I would just stuff the few old things I brought with me into the house, thinking that future generations would be shocked if they suddenly discovered the hidden things and would make all kinds of speculations.

Future generations will have no chance to speculate, as she benefited first.

"There is a secret door over there that you can use to go out." Miss Jun said, and then she paused, not knowing whether it was still there.

It was Lu Yunqi who pointed it out to her at the beginning. At that time, she followed him with great interest and explored this new home as if it were a new world.

"Then if you don't block this door, I'll sneak out from here to play when the time comes," she said.

"Okay." Lu Yunqi nodded with a smile, "This way no one will know."

Of course she had never sneaked out, because to her there was no difference between being at home and going out. Even when she later entered the palace, she walked out of the main gate with dignity.

Miss Jun shook her head. She didn't have time to think about anything. No matter whether she got the ticket or not, she just hoped to get lucky. She looked up and was stunned again.

Jiuli in front of her looked at her with tears streaming down his face.

Miss Jun looked at Jiuli. Did she think of it and recognize him?

Even if a person gets to know someone outside, or is a fellow student, or is entrusted with a task, she can imitate her temperament and character, know her relatives and friends, and express kindness and care for her, but she will never be familiar with her life.

Unless she is herself.

This is Lu Yunqi's residence, and not everyone can easily explore it and walk around in it as if it were flat ground.

Princess Jiuli looked at her, just watching her crying silently, covering her mouth with her hands, as if she dared not make a sound, fearing that once she opened her mouth, everything would come to nothing.

Miss Jun's eyes were blurred with tears for a moment.

She had a lot of questions to ask, such as why she was the one who opened the door, and she also had a lot of things she wanted to tell her, such as why she was so familiar with Lu's house.

But not now.

Miss Jun took a deep breath and clenched the sword in her hand.

"Come with me," she said, holding out her hand.

Jiuli took a deep breath and stretched out his hand without hesitation.

Miss Jun grabbed her and ran outside, but as soon as she stepped through the gate, she saw Lu Yunqi standing in front of her.

Miss Jun and Jiuli stopped suddenly and clenched their hands tightly.

Lu Yunqi's gaze fell on the sword in her hand.

"What do you want with this?" he said.

Did she want to kill her way out with this sword? She was not a martial arts expert, at most she was stronger and braver than other women, and she was more agile when she had the chance to kill.

Miss Jun looked at Lu Yunqi, flipped her sword-holding hand and placed the sword on her neck.

Princess Jiuli was startled and subconsciously let go of her hand and wanted to snatch her sword, but she was afraid of hurting her and did not dare to do it.

"I can kill myself with this," said Miss Jun.

Lu Yunqi looked at her, neither anxious nor angry, and a smile slowly appeared on his wooden face.

"Nine years old," he said, "it turns out you believe in me."