095 Release from Prison
After the Ninth Prince and Princess Anping left, the Blood-Clothed Guards returned to peace. Of course, this was only a superficial calm.
The words Princess Anping said before she left made Lu Shaolin feel uneasy.
Just when he was worried about his official hat and life, Feng Qingchen, who was supposed to leave, turned back.
"Master Lu, I want to take the prisoners in cell number 96 away. They said they need your signature to issue an official document."
There was no way, the Ninth Prince's answer was too vague, but she didn't mind taking advantage of the power of others.
When your own strength is not enough, you must know how to take advantage of the situation. The Ninth Prince is a good backer.
Lu Shaolin had a cold face and raised his head with murderous intent.
Which bastard birdman dared to disturb him while he was trying to find a way out.
As soon as he saw it was Feng Qingchen, the fierceness on his face disappeared and he immediately put on a friendly look.
What are you thinking about? His backer is right here. All he needs to do is to coax Feng Qingchen into giving him a good word in front of the Ninth Prince.
"Miss Feng, you haven't left yet?"
That friendly look made Feng Qingchen's hair stand on end, but Feng Qingchen immediately understood Lu Shaolin's thoughts.
strength.
The Ninth Prince is right, only strength can decide everything.
Feng Qingchen smiled reservedly, keeping a distance between them, and spoke again with a force that refrained from being refused.
"Master Lu, I want to take the prisoner in cell number 96 away."
"No problem, I'll ask someone to arrange it and send the person over." Lu Shaolin agreed readily.
"No need, I can go there by myself. Just prepare a coat for me." Feng Qingchen refused indifferently.
She didn't want the Blood Guards to touch Xiaozhi again.
Although she had not been treated unfairly in the Blood-Clothed Guards, she really couldn't like this place.
This place is a tiger's den, and she will never come here again in her lifetime.
However, she was still very curious about why her mother was brought in by the Blood-robed Guards. Of course...
She would not ask Lu Shaolin about this matter. At that time, Lu Shaolin was just a small soldier and would not know the inside story even if she asked.
"Okay, Miss Feng, I'll go with you?" Although Lu Shaolin was asking, he walked in front to lead the way.
Tiandi Xuanhuang, the Yellow Cell, is a cell that Lu Shaolin has never been to since he took over as the commander-in-chief.
Fortunately, the layout of the Blood-Cloth Guard is in the shape of a U, and the Yellow Building is easy to find.
Along the way, Lu Shaolin kept trying to make friends with Feng Qingchen, hoping to find a breakthrough from Feng Qingchen and ask her to help him speak in front of the Ninth Prince.
Feng Qingchen dealt with Lu Shaolin in a disjointed manner, thinking to herself: It is true that things change over time.
Five days ago, I was just like Lu Shaolin, trying my best to find a breakthrough in Lu Shaolin, hoping to suffer less in the Blood-Clothed Guards. What about now?
They are still the same two people from five days ago, but their roles are completely reversed.
Unfortunately, this section of the road was not long enough. When they arrived at Building 96 of the Yellow Character Building, Feng Qingchen politely interrupted Lu Shaolin: "Master Lu, please arrange for someone to go in and check whether the prisoner is dead."
These are the real Blood-Clothed Guards. Even if a prisoner dies, they won’t know. Perhaps they won’t find out until the body starts to stink.
"No, no, how can I not believe what Miss Feng said?" Lu Shaolin waved his hands repeatedly, thinking that Feng Qingchen wanted to take this person out alive.
Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen did not appreciate it: "Lord Lu, it is better to let the coroner check it. The Ninth Prince said that everything must be done according to the procedures of the Blood Guard. No one can break the rules of the Blood Guard."
Feng Qingchen used the label of the Ninth Prince as his trademark.
Sure enough, Lu Shaolin's eyes became brighter. He knew that as long as Feng Qingchen gave in, his life would be saved.
Seeing Feng Qingchen's insistence, Lu Shaolin said nothing and immediately asked someone to call a coroner.
I don’t know if it’s because the Ninth Prince and Princess Anping have arrived, or because Lu Shaolin is anxious, but the efficiency of the Blood-Clothed Guards is unprecedentedly high today.
Soon, the coroner came running in, not even daring to take a breath, and stepped into the prison. After confirming again and again that Xiaozhi was dead, he issued a death certificate. Lu Shaolin also issued an official document for the family to claim the body.
Everything was done according to procedure.
Later, when Princess Anping wanted to bring up this matter, she found that she couldn't find any evidence at all.
There was not a single intact part of Xiaozhi's body. Half of the flesh was burned and half was rotten. However, since the weather was not very hot, the smell was not bad.
Seeing this situation, Lu Shaolin immediately said attentively that he would arrange someone to send it out for Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen refused.
Feng Qingchen took the coat handed to him by the Blood-Clothed Guard, carefully wrapped Xiaozhi up, bent down and picked Xiaozhi up.
This action caused the wound on her back that was pierced by the iron comb to split open again, and blood oozed out.
Feng Qingchen let out a breath and ignored the pain.
Xiaozhi, a teenager, weighs only a child, and there is not a single piece of flesh on his body except bones.
"Xiaozhi, sister took you out."
Feng Qingchen lowered her head and murmured softly.
He walked step by step towards the outside of the Blood-Clothed Guard prison.
If it wasn't for Xiaozhi, she would have left long ago.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the door, Lu Shaolin was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.
This Feng Qingchen was really smooth-talking. He said a lot but refused to give any substantive promise. Lu Shaolin was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
When Feng Qingchen arrived at the door, she stopped, hugged Xiaozhi, and bowed slightly to Lu Shaolin to express her gratitude.
She knew that since ancient times, the King of Hell was easy to deal with and the little ghosts were difficult to deal with. Lu Shaolin was a big shot after all, and even if she borrowed the power of the Ninth Prince, she could not afford to offend him.
Lu Shaolin quickly helped him up and said, "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."
Feng Qingchen stood up and said sincerely, "Of course I am worthy of Uncle Lu. In the Blood Robe Guard, Qingchen was taken care of by Uncle Lu. If it weren't for Uncle Lu, Qingchen would never see the light of day again.
Uncle Lu, please rest assured. I will take your matter to heart. I will definitely speak for Uncle Ninth Prince. However, I cannot say for sure what the Emperor will decide in the end.
In addition, Uncle Lu, I have already given the thing you wanted to your confidant, and he will pass it on to you.
Uncle Lu, don't worry. Qingchen is both a doctor and your nephew. Qingchen knows what to do and will never cause any trouble to you, Uncle Lu.
Just now in the prison, there were so many people talking that Qingchen didn't dare to say much. Please forgive me, Uncle Lu."
After these words, both of them were happy. No matter how you look at it, Feng Qingchen had done his best.
As for Lu Shaolin's fate?
Again, it’s up to the Emperor to decide.
Lu Shaolin had a delighted look on his face, and kept calling Feng Qingchen his niece, which was so affectionate. He said that no one came to pick up Feng Qingchen, and immediately offered to prepare a carriage for Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen did not refuse and thanked him again.
Pick her up? How could anyone come to pick her up? After entering the Blood Robe Guard, how many people could get out? Even if they did, they would only have one breath left.
The carriage arrived, Feng Qingchen took Xiaozhi on it, and wanted to go to Feng Mansion to reassure everyone first, but then...
The Ninth Prince had come forward, and those people should have known about it, so they went directly outside the city to take care of Xiaozhi's funeral first. After all, this matter could not wait...
But Feng Qingchen didn't know that as soon as she left the Blood-Clothed Guards, someone came out of the palace and secretly contacted an underground gang in the imperial city.
A conspiracy against Feng Qingchen, because Feng Qingchen did not show up in time, became more and more serious in the imperial city...
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