Liu Yunzhao walked along the passage of the dark room and found that the exit of the passage was under a pile of straw in a firewood house that had been abandoned for many years.
Weeds grew inside the house.
Liu Yunzhao lifted the lid, which was covered with a thick layer of dust, and startled a group of rats that had made their home in the haystack.
"It seems that Mother had foreseen this day when she first entered the manor; but she didn't expect that I would be the only one to have to resort to this last resort."
Liu Yunzhao couldn't help but admire her mother's foresight, and then felt a pang of sadness.
As Liu Yunzhao emerged from the abandoned house, she immediately noticed a narrow dog hole in the wall beside her and understood why her mother had chosen this exit.
Although the back gate of the Prince's Mansion is in a remote location.
But in critical moments, the risks are just as great no matter which door you go through.
She was thin, but she had no trouble squeezing through the dog hole.
When Wuying and Wuhen chased after them.
Liu Yunzhao had already crawled out of the dog hole and had been gone for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Looking at the wisp of green gauze hanging above the dog hole, Wu Ying couldn't help but exclaim anxiously, "This Miss Liu is faster than a rabbit! The Empress Dowager's people must have laid a trap outside to catch her. Why is she running out instead of asking the Prince for help?"
“Those assassins sent by the Empress Dowager are all top-notch experts among ordinary martial artists. As soon as she shows her face in Ningxi Hall, she will suffer the same fate as Consort Xiao. If a normal person wants to live, they will definitely run away first,” Wuhen said very reasonably.
The two chased after it for a while longer.
If you go out from here and turn two more corners, you'll reach Kyoto's bustling main streets.
Although there weren't many people on the streets at night, there were still quite a few guesthouses lining both sides of the street.
Liu Yunzhao has long since disappeared, her whereabouts unknown.
When Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao learned that Liu Yunzhao had run away from the mansion, they had no choice but to order the mansion's secret guards to search for Liu Yunzhao's whereabouts in various parts of the capital.
Qiwu Palace.
Shang Xiche and Chen Ziyun embraced each other like newlyweds who had just been separated for a short time, but the Empress looked displeased: "Brother Long, when are you going to settle your original body? Holding Shang Xiche's useless body, Yun'er is really disgusted."
"Tomorrow, at the morning court, I'll appoint myself to an official position." Shang Xiche smiled strangely as he gently stroked Chen Ziyun. "Tell me, what official title should I give myself, one that gives me both a voice and allows me to easily enter the palace to be with you?"
Chen Ziyun thought for a moment and then smiled, "How about becoming the Director of the Imperial Observatory?"
"Appointed Director of the Imperial Observatory" Shang Xiche thought for a moment, then reached out and pinched Chen Ziyun's no longer youthful and plump cheek, saying, "Excellent! Most ordinary people believe in ghosts and gods, and pretending to be a god or ghost is a piece of cake for me. I will definitely convince them!"
"Moreover, your original self obtaining this official title will also benefit us in dealing with those bandits." Chen Ziyun's thin eyelids lifted, and she turned over to whisper in Shang Xiche's ear, "Brother Long, let me tell you, tomorrow morning court..."
Shang Xiche's expression grew more and more satisfied as he listened. He then gave Chen Ziyun a good squeeze with his large hand and laughed, "You're really good at this. You always come up with bad ideas. No wonder you're a young lady raised in a high-class family. Let's do it this way tomorrow!"
Chen Ziyun has been out of favor for over a decade; how could she withstand this onslaught?
Grandpa De listened to the commotion inside the house from outside the door, his face full of puzzlement as he held his whisk.
The Emperor's tastes lately are truly unpredictable. He's neglecting the fresh and beautiful Consort Yin and instead comes to gnaw on the Empress, this old weed, every day. And judging from the noise inside, he seems to be enjoying it quite a bit!
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