Chapter 148 The best way, escape by death
Why didn't anyone save him from this suffering?
Isn’t it pious enough to kneel before the Buddha every day like this?
He really couldn't understand it.
Yun Qingshi sighed in frustration and stopped thinking about it.
There happened to be a fallen branch nearby, and out of boredom, he picked up the branch and began to write and draw.
He drew a picture of a chicken pecking at rice.
After finishing the painting, Yun Qingshi lowered his head to admire his masterpiece, and finally nodded with satisfaction.
Perfect.
You can't actually draw anything on the stone ground with a branch, only a few very shallow marks.
Feeling bored, Yun Qingshi threw the branch away and began to ponder with his chin in his hand.
In fact, he has been thinking about one thing these days.
Now that his burning heart had been resolved, the biggest obstacle in his escape was gone.
So can his escape plan be put on the agenda again?
There was no way. He couldn't stay in the palace forever and be a canary in a cage without freedom.
Although he didn't have any lofty ambitions, what Young Master Yun couldn't stand the most was being restricted.
Moreover, if he stayed in the palace, he would always be in a passive position, which he did not want.
But if you want to escape completely, there is still a problem.
Ying Twelve had said at the time that if the secret guards dared to defect, not only would the poison take effect, but Xiao Jiwu would also definitely send secret guards to hunt them down.
No matter how good his Qinggong is, where can he escape to?
I'm afraid I can't escape even if I flee to another country.
Moreover, if nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Jiwu will ascend to the throne in the future, and there will be more people that he can send out.
He is alone, and as long as Xiao Jiwu doesn't give up, he won't be able to hide for too long, and the end result will be that he will be caught.
Therefore, if he wanted to be completely safe, he could only block Xiao Jiwu's idea of sending people to capture him from the source.
But he obviously couldn't change Xiao Jiwu's mind, so he could only consider himself.
He had read a lot of novels in the past, so he still had some ideas.
Given his current situation, the best option is to escape death.
As long as Xiao Jiwu thought he was dead, he would no longer send people to hunt him down and search for him, and he would be completely safe.
But if Xiao Jiwu wanted to truly believe that he was dead, he had to see him die with his own eyes.
How to perform a death escape in front of Xiao Jiwu without leaving a corpse behind is the problem.
This is a difficult question.
After much thought, he felt that the only chance was probably at the Cliff of No Return.
The Cliff of No Return is also the place where Ying Eleven died.
The cliff was bottomless, but it also became his opportunity.
As long as he fell off the cliff, preferably with a knife wound, Xiao Jiwu would have nothing to doubt.
But he still needs to think carefully about how to do it specifically.
This is not something that can be dealt with casually. If you are not careful, you may lose your life, so you must be absolutely sure.
But at least there is a rough framework, so there is some hope.
Yun Qingshi immediately began to think hard. In one morning, he came up with several plans, but then he rejected them all.
Because none of them are appropriate.
The most important point is how he can make arrangements in advance under Xiao Jiwu's nose.
He couldn't even get out of the palace gate, so how could he go to Wugui Cliff to make arrangements!
There is a feeling of powerlessness that never ends...
The late emperor had barely completed his career... Alas...
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When Xiao Jiwu finished the morning ceremony, Yun Qingshi had no choice but to follow him back to the meditation room.
He thought he would have to continue eating vegetarian food at noon today, but he didn't expect that after Changshun had arranged the lunch sent by the temple, Zhao Mingde mysteriously brought in a food box and closed the door.
Zhao Mingde then reported to Prince Xiao: "Prince, the things have been bought."
Prince Xiao calmly ordered, "Put them all out."
"Yes." Zhao Mingde responded in a low voice and placed the lunch box on the table.
When Yun Qingshi heard this, he immediately guessed something and his eyes lit up for a moment.
Sure enough, when Zhao Mingde opened the food box, a fragrant smell came out.
As Yun Qingshi expected, the food box was filled with meat dishes.
It was the beef stew and lion's head that he wanted to eat most, as well as a roast chicken.
Yun Qingshi was so greedy that his saliva almost flowed out.
It’s not his fault. A few days ago, when he was detoxifying, Xiao Jiwu kept a close eye on him and forbade him to eat these things. After returning to the temple, he was not allowed to eat them either. He hasn’t eaten such delicious food for a long time!
There was also a bowl of soup in the lunch box, but this time it was a bowl of pigeon soup, which was much better than the pig liver soup last night. He wanted to drink it as soon as he saw it.
Yun Qingshi certainly knew that these dishes did not appear out of thin air. Without Xiao Jiwu's order, who would dare to eat them in the temple? Not even Zhao Mingde would dare to do so.
So it must have been Xiao Jiwu's order.
Moreover, stewed beef and lion's head were exactly what he asked to eat when he was in Linfeng City.
Therefore, the possibility that Xiao Jiwu wanted to eat it himself was ruled out.
It was obvious that this was for him.
Yun Qingshi was also somewhat moved at this moment, and there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Jiwu. He said: "Your Highness, thank you..."
Prince Xiao couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard this, thinking that Ying Eleven wasn't so heartless after all, at least he knew how to be grateful.
But he quickly suppressed that hint of a smile, and after telling Zhao Mingde, who had set the table, to leave, he spoke to Yun Qingshi, saying, "Is thanking someone eleven times just a matter of words?"
Yun Qingshi: ...
Yun Qingshi's grateful expression suddenly froze on his face.
Otherwise, how else can I thank you?
Just a meal...
Wasn't what he said sincere enough?
Well, he knew there was no such thing as a free lunch...
Especially here with the villain Xiao.
With his thoughts flowing to this point, Yun Qingshi helplessly leaned over and kissed Prince Xiao on the face, and asked, "Is that all right? Can I eat now?"
Xiao Jiwu was amused in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead of answering, he asked, "Just a kiss on the cheek?"
Yun Qingshi: ...
It’s just a meal, what else do you want him to do?
Can’t handle a kiss on the face?
Yun Qingshi sighed helplessly, lowered his head and looked at Lion Head again, then he leaned over and kissed Xiao Jiwu's lips again.
Of course he still wanted to kiss her and then leave, but when he wanted to move away, he couldn't run away because Xiao Jiwu held the back of his neck.
However, this was something Yun Qingshi had already anticipated, after all, Prince Xiao had always been like this.
He had no choice but to peacefully exchange a long kiss with Xiao Jiwu.
After the kiss, Yun Qingshi sat back on his stool with an unsteady breath. He couldn't help but murmured, "Isn't this just a thank you with your mouth? It's as if there's a difference..."
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