Chapter 161 Maybe, uncle wants to eat royal food?



Chapter 161 Maybe, uncle wants to eat royal food?

"How long will it take you?"

Le Chen straightened his back and asked in a rough voice.

"It's almost done. I've already written down the part about negotiating with the leader of the smuggling salt den," Lu Yao put the notebook in his hand against Chen's back, writing quickly, and replied, "Master, just wait for a while, don't be so stingy."

Le Chen tried his best to ignore the half-smiley look that Yu Xingmian cast at him from time to time in the cell, and said in a harsh voice: "Zhang Dingan is still lying on the ground..."

Such a big person was lying on the ground for such a long time, but everyone present acted as if nothing had happened. Lu Yao was concentrating on taking notes, not paying any attention to Zhang Dingan. Even the adult and the child in the corner were chatting happily and had already started whispering to each other.

Lu Yao had just memorized the last word, and he circled it at the end. He then glanced at Zhang Dingan in the cell while putting away the notebook and asked, "Why bother?"

And then——

"Yu Xingmian, don't blame me for not reminding you. The one next to you is the most favored eleventh princess of Da Rui," Lu Yao glanced at Yu Xingmian, "Guess why she has to coax you to go with her to buy a piece of lotus cake even when she wants to eat it."

The two people's whispers were not loud, but the space here was too small, and everyone present had some kung fu skills, so they heard clearly the whole process of the young man instigating Yu Xingmian to escape from prison and take her to buy lotus pastry.

Yu Xingmian, who was leaning against the young man, froze, sat up straight, and said nonchalantly, "I forgot to ask, what's the name of that store?"

Jiang Yingcheng suddenly pursed her lips into a straight line and looked angrily at Uncle Lu who had exposed her.

Uncle Yu is the head of an intelligence organization. As soon as the three words "Tianxianglou" are uttered, he will definitely know what place that is!

[Lu, Uncle Lu hates ghosts, wuwuwu, the clear lotus cake is gone again, wuwaaaa——]

"Tianxiang Tower," Lu Yao casually exposed the young man's trick, not caring about her life or death. He then walked straight to the door of the cell where the two were, stretched out his hand and patted it twice: "Open the door, let our little princess out."

He only had the key to Zhang Dingan's cell with him today, and even needed the help of Yu Xingmian to open the door.

Yu Xingmian, who used to be at odds with Lu Yao, was very cooperative today. Upon hearing this, he quickly stood up and walked to the door. He tapped the chain twice lightly, and the familiar "click" sound rang again.

Lu Yao: “…”

I still feel angry after watching it again.

As he dragged the kid out of the cell, he casually asked, "How long are you going to stay in our prison?"

It's really embarrassing for them to come and go freely like this.

"Master Lu, you are joking. I am a criminal," Yu Xingmian chuckled. "How long I stay here is up to you, Master."

"Isn't this a ready-made opportunity?" Lu Yao immediately put on a smile and said quickly, "So, where are the accounts and evidence you just mentioned?"

He smiled like a cunning fox: "Have you heard of redeeming yourself by making amends for your crime? I can help you put in a few good words in front of His Majesty."

That being said, Lu Yao had no confidence in such conditions.

This man had given false testimony and been imprisoned in the imperial prison in order to keep a low profile. If he wanted to walk out of here with integrity, he only needed to hand over the real evidence of the case and there was no need to offend the imperial officials.

"Ah..." Yu Xingmian was in low spirits and said perfunctorily, "I was the one who lied to him just now."

Lu Yao: “…”

Lu Yao, who had expected this, was not too disappointed. He continued to walk out the door holding the little boy's hand.

Anyway, the little princess will write him a note with the news sooner or later.

[Sigh...] The familiar voice made Lu Yao's pace slow down immediately.

Lu Yao's heart was pounding.

For some reason, when he heard the sigh in the little guy's heart, he subconsciously felt that something big was going to happen!

Sure enough, the next moment, the few people present who could hear the little guy's inner voice heard the familiar childish voice suddenly echoing in their hearts.

[But Uncle Yu’s Mo Yu Sect has been infiltrated by the enemy. If Uncle Yu doesn’t get out, the Mo Yu Sect will change hands…]

Lu Yao: “!!!”

Good thing!

Although this may be a crisis for Yu Xingmian, it is a perfect opportunity for the Jinyiwei to obtain evidence!

[Hmm... Let's take a look. How did that person get into the Mo Yu Sect...]

The figures of several people present all stopped in place strangely at the same time, which instantly aroused Yu Xingmian's suspicion. He opened his mouth and was about to ask, when a shadow sneaked in from outside the door and hit him directly on the spot.

Yu Xingmian: “…”

His eyes suddenly swept towards Luo Chen, who had the best martial arts skills in the room, but he only got a warning look that said "shut up".

Yu Xingmian was so angry that he almost laughed.

He reached out to untie his acupuncture points, but did not speak again. He turned around and sat back on his bed.

[Eh...it turned out that the master of Tianji Pavilion did it himself? !]

[First, they set up a trap to put the deputy leader of the Moyu Sect in crisis, and then the leader of the Tianji Pavilion came forward in person to help him through the crisis, forming a life-and-death friendship, and then he was introduced to the Moyu Sect? ]

The whole process took several months, and Jiang Yingcheng gasped repeatedly while watching it.

[Well, well, how dare you condescend to be so daring! ]

Lu Yao also took a breath of cool air.

The Tianji Pavilion is the second largest intelligence organization in the underworld, but because of its erratic whereabouts and the insignificant intelligence it sells, no one has bothered them for so many years.

And the head of Tianji Pavilion has not shown up in many years.

He turned around excitedly, his voice trembling: "Yu Xingmian, perhaps, your Mo Yu Sect's deputy leader, did you encounter any troubles a few days ago?"

Yu Xingmian's expression froze, and he suddenly raised his head: "What do you mean, Lord Lu?"

About three months ago, Lu Xin did mention something in the letter he sent, saying that he had encountered some trouble, which had been properly resolved and told him not to worry.

Can--

Since the commander of the Royal Guard has mentioned this matter, it must not be a trivial matter.

Yu Xingmian's eyes suddenly turned dangerous, but Lu Yao just smiled more and more happily: "Well, let's discuss this carefully..."

Lu Yao turned around and walked back with an excited look on his face, and squeezed in next to Yu Xingmian and sat down. He slowly told him the news that he had heard from his friend since childhood, successfully making the young and arrogant man's face as black as the bottom of a pot with anger.

Yu Xingmian tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Conditions?"

He did wonder if this was something Lu Yao had fabricated in order to obtain evidence, but the several pieces of evidence he presented all matched the information he had received, so he no longer cared about the details.

Although he can come and go here freely, once such news is leaked, all his plans for so many years will be in vain.

He can only cooperate with Lu Yao.

The fingertips on Lu Yao's knees twitched and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He opened his mouth and was about to say the conditions that had been brewing for a long time.

A chubby little hand suddenly covered Yu Xingmian's hand hanging on the bed. Jiang Yingcheng looked up at the handsome young leader in front of him with sparkling eyes. The more he looked at him, the more happy he was:

"Maybe, uncle wants to eat royal food?"

Yu Xingmian: “…”

Lu Yao: “…”

Lu Yao: “???”

This is...

Intercept? ?


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