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It was late at night and a full moon was hanging in the sky.

Liang Wu quietly came into Gu Mingzhao's tent.

"General Long, the guard change time is at midnight, and the defense is the weakest. It's the perfect time for us to go there now."

The three of them immediately set off and headed towards the dense forest at the northernmost end of the military camp.

Along the way, Liang Wu reminded the two from time to time to pay attention to the patrolling soldiers around them to avoid being discovered.

Soon after, the three of them arrived deep into the dense forest.

There were indeed several independent tents here, and the number of guarding troops was much greater than that in the main camp.

Liang Wu whispered, "General Long, Young Master Long, this is Xue Lun's exclusive camp. The person you are looking for should be imprisoned there."

There are five or six tents here. The cold white moonlight shines on the curtains, making it even more mysterious and solemn.

Gu Mingzhao carefully observed the distribution of troops around him.

The garrison forces of several tents should be evenly distributed, except for one tent in a remote location which was extremely heavily guarded.

He had an idea in mind and had already made up his mind.

"Look over there," Gu Mingzhao whispered, pointing to a remote camp. "The guards have doubled. This should be where Wang Tingzhi is being held."

Liao Qinglan also felt that the tent was eerie in every way. Although there were many guards, everyone looked relaxed and chatted from time to time.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Gu Mingzhao instructed Liang Wu to keep watch outside and give the alarm immediately if there was any sign of trouble.

Liang Wu took the order and found a secluded place where he could hide his figure and observe the movements around the tent.

Gu Mingzhao and Liao Qinglan quietly went around to the back of the tent.

Under the cover of night, they approached the window cautiously.

Gu Mingzhao pushed lightly and the window opened quietly.

A cold wind blew towards me, carrying with it a faint smell of blood.

They did not rush in, but instead poked their heads out to observe the situation inside.

Originally, they had already imagined all kinds of desolate and cruel scenes in their minds, perhaps torture instruments everywhere, or endless wailing.

But when they opened the window, the scene before them surprised them.

Inside the tent, the lights were on, as bright as day.

Red silk was hung all around, intertwined with golden "happiness" characters.

Red candles were flickering, a "happiness" character was hanging high, and the floor was covered with a thick red carpet that extended all the way to the bed.

At the end of the red carpet is Wang Tingzhi.

The once high-spirited second place in the imperial examination, the once upright censor, was now sitting dejectedly on the floor, leaning against the edge of the bed.

His face was untidy and his eyes had lost their former luster, looking extremely listless.

His feet were locked tightly with heavy iron chains, and the other end was tied tightly to the solid bedpost, like a trapped beast.

On the bed, there was a brand new wedding dress. The bright wedding dress was embroidered with exquisite dragon and phoenix patterns, symbolizing auspiciousness and happiness.

Gu Mingzhao looked around and confirmed that there was no one else in the tent except Wang Tingzhi, then he approached cautiously.

Wang Tingzhi heard some noise in the room and raised his head alertly, but was afraid of alerting the guards outside, so he shouted in a low voice: "Who?"

Liao Qinglan's heart sank.

They were standing in front of Wang Tingzhi. The room was brightly lit, but he actually asked them who they were.

She looked at Wang Tingzhi carefully and found that his eyes were dull and he looked like he was blind.

No wonder the guards here are so relaxed...

In their eyes, a blind man had no ability to escape from here.

Liao Qinglan squatted down, her eyes level with Wang Tingzhi, and then she said softly: "Sir Wang, I am Liao Qinglan, and His Royal Highness Prince Qin and I came together to rescue you."

Wang Tingzhi narrowed his eyes, trying hard to see the figures of Liao Qinglan and Gu Mingzhao clearly, but his blind eyes could only sense blurry light and shadow.

He sighed and asked, "Ms. Liao? How did you find this place?"

"After you disappeared, Your Highness has been looking for clues and finally found you. What happened to your eyes?"

"I hit my head on a rock on the way here, and then I couldn't see anymore." Wang Tingzhi smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry, we'll take you out right away!"

Liao Qinglan reached out and pulled the chain.

Her movements caused Wang Tingzhi's clothes to flutter and rub against his body.

Wang Tingzhi's body trembled and he took a breath of cold air.

Gu Mingzhao was the first to react. His face was solemn. He quickly squatted down and lifted up Wang Tingzhi's trouser legs, revealing a shocking scene.

As soon as the window was opened, they smelled blood, but Wang Tingzhi's face was not damaged at all, so they all thought it was blood from somewhere else.

Unexpectedly, when they lifted up his clothes, they found that almost no part of Wang Tingzhi's body was intact.

There were large traces of dragging and friction on the skin, blood was dripping, and there were also whip marks, which was extremely tragic.

No wonder it hurts so much just when the clothes touch it.

Seeing this, Liao Qinglan covered her mouth tightly, trying to restrain herself from making any sound.

Gu Mingzhao raised his brows coldly: "How could they torture you like this?"

Wang Tingzhi had a complicated expression. He moved his lips and wanted to say something, but it ended up as a soft sigh.

"It's a long story, let's talk about it later when we have a chance."

Gu Mingzhao and Liao Qinglan also knew that this was not the time to ask further questions.

"I'll take you out of here first."

Gu Mingzhao quickly drew his sword, with the sword flashing, ready to cut the chains that bound Wang Tingzhi.

Just then, there was a burst of rapid dog barking outside.

This was a secret code they had agreed upon with Liang Wu in advance, meaning someone was approaching.

Gu Mingzhao's face changed. There were many people guarding outside at this time, and they couldn't expose their whereabouts rashly.

He quickly pulled Liao Qinglan up, protected her behind him, and they both hid under the bed.

The bed curtains hung lightly, hiding their figures, and Wang Tingzhi's body leaned against the edge of the bed, becoming their best cover.

The door of the tent was slowly pushed open, and a cold wind blew in, causing the lights to flicker.

A pair of light footsteps were heard, coming from far away and approaching in front of Wang Tingzhi.

Gu Mingzhao gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and stared outside. As long as the person coming made the slightest movement, he would draw his sword.

Liao Qinglan lay next to him on the ground, carefully observing the situation on the ground through the gap in the bed curtains.

Through the gap, she saw a pair of women's feet.

The man was wearing a pair of short boots, and through the boot shaft one could see that they were filled with soft fox fur.

The outside of the shoe is embroidered with peonies in gold thread, and the toe of the shoe is decorated with two red jades, which makes it look rich and elegant.

Just by looking at this pair of shoes, you can tell that the person coming is not a simple person.

The woman walked up to Wang Tingzhi, said nothing, put the box in her hand on the ground, and then sat cross-legged in front of him.

After she sat down, he opened the box.

Liao Qinglan smelled a medicinal fragrance.

It seems that this person is here to treat Wang Tingzhi's wounds.

Liao Qinglan felt relieved and continued to observe the movements outside.