many worries

At this time, the palace was in chaos, and everyone was in danger, only thinking about how to escape.

The imperial dining room was also in a mess, the supervisor and the manager locked themselves in the small warehouse, where precious ingredients were stored, and the door locks were stronger than other places, but the place was too small to accommodate a few people.Changle is now in charge, and should have been qualified to enter, he wanted to bring Anping along, and was even willing to exchange his quota for Anping to enter.It's a pity that he is tall and thin, Anping is fat and round, occupying a lot of space, such an exchange is really not a good deal, those people will not allow it, Changle still wants to use force to prevent them from pushing Anping out, the little fat man is himself After coming out, he went to hold Chang Le's hand, "Brother, if you don't come in, I don't feel like being alone, let's go."

Chang Le sighed and cursed in a low voice: "Fool."

Still not relieved, he added another sentence, "Idiot, after eating so much, you only gain fat, but you don't grow your brain."

Anping smiled, "That's why I have to trouble my brother to take care of me. I'm stupid and greedy. I can't do without my brother. Don't leave me."

Chang Le took his hand and held it tightly, "If I don't leave you, I'll die together."

There are no rare jewels in the imperial dining room, so it is of no use to come here.But after Feng Nannan and Jing Xu's death, those guards who were left alone didn't know the situation. They were not good enough, and they didn't get assigned to those good positions in the harem. They wandered around in these places. If they bumped into the eunuchs, they would kill them if they killed them. , nothing will happen.

Changle led Anping, and hid there calmly, and even went to his own house, taking all the money accumulated over the years with him, the two of them hid in the dark bushes for a while, watching the number of guards gradually decrease Before Anping could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Changle calmly say: "Anping, let's go out of the palace, leave here, and never come back again."

Anping was beaten when he was a child. When he was not full and warm, he always hid in bed and whispered to Changle. He wanted to leave the palace and live a good life outside the palace. Changle would always just pat him on the back, but Will not agree to a word.

Chang Le lowered his voice, and explained to Anping's ear: "I don't know how many people died in this palace change. We are just two little eunuchs. Who cares? Even the dead bodies will be taken away. But if If you can take advantage of the chaos and escape, no one will know that you and I are eunuchs, you are no longer slaves, and you don’t have to serve anyone anymore. From now on, it will only be you and me.”

There were corpses lying around, full of strong bloody smell, but they were talking about such a beautiful thing, Anping didn't ask any questions, he trusted Changle with all his heart, even though he knew how dangerous this matter was, he was willing to die with him Adventure together.

Chang Le is really a capable and prepared person. It has only been more than an hour since this idea came to his mind, and he has already figured out what to do.When they were young eunuchs, they used to do the work of pouring slop.The smell of swill and night incense is unpleasant, so you can't go through the ordinary gate, but open another narrow gate, which is tailor-made for the carriage, which is little known, and it is guarded by two eunuchs and guards on weekdays. Responsible for holding keys.

And today's swill truck has not had time to go out.

The two of them didn't dare to hold the lantern, for fear of attracting others' attention, they leaned their backs against the wall and moved towards it bit by bit.Because the swill is too smelly, it usually does not stop in the imperial dining room, but in a remote corner outside.Anping was very fat, and usually he didn't move much, but now he seemed to have more energy than energy. He accidentally fell and fell to the side, rubbing his face with a dead body. He was terrified, his eyes widened. Big and big, vaguely feel that this corpse is too familiar.

Chang Le pulled him up and hurriedly asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Anping froze for a moment, shook his head, pointed at the "corpse" and said, "Yes, that is, Xiaoyu..."

Chang Le was startled, and before he could speak, he heard An Ping stutter for a while, and then said: "He's still alive, he's still alive!"

Anping took a breath, knelt down, took out the fire pocket from his sleeve, blew it on carefully, and looked over at Qiao Yu.

The sight almost made him gasp.Qiao Yu's body was drenched in blood, the wound on his palm turned white, and the blood was almost drained.

Anping looked up at Changle, his eyes full of longing. Qiao Yu has always been their good friend. is a friend.

Chang Le closed his eyes, and made a decisive decision, "You go ahead and lead the way, I will carry him on my back and take him out together."

Qiao Yu was so seriously injured, if he stayed here for one night, it would be impossible to survive tomorrow.And although he didn't know the specifics of the palace change, he could hear the guards say that when the eldest prince ascended the throne, they would be promoted to ranks, marquises and prime ministers.Obviously, it was Jing Xu who did it, and Qiao Yu is Jing Yan's man, so how can he survive?

Although Chang Le was calm and rational, if he really asked him to give up his friends and watch Qiao Yu die, he couldn't do it.

Fortunately, Changle Anping was used to working in the imperial dining room, and his hands and feet were clean and neat.Those guards finished ruining the imperial dining room and went to another place, the surroundings were empty, no one was seen.They stuffed Qiao Yu next to the empty barrel, and Changle drove the horse. Before leaving, they poured oil on the place and burned the place, and then followed the path to a remote place.

Xiaomen rushed past.

The night in early autumn was very cold, An Ping huddled beside Qiao Yu, and could see his pale cheeks, dry lips, without a trace of blood on it, except for the faint sound of breathing, as if he had passed away.Anping trembled in fear, for the fate of the three of them in the future, and also for whether they could escape the weak now, there was still a hidden expectation inside.

They have no way out.

Pulling the carriage all the way to the small gate, beside the corpse of the guard, Chang Le took out the key from his body, it was cold when he took it, and he shivered a bit, as if he was also infected with the cold of the dead.

Human life in the palace was worthless before, not to mention that at this time, life and death are up to fate.

It wasn't until he really left the palace that Anping dared to poke his head out, looked back at the huge cage submerged in the mist, and asked softly, "Senior brother, what are we going to do now?"

Chang Le frowned, "I need to find a doctor to bandage Qiao Yu's wound."

Anping's voice gradually lowered, "And then..."

Chang Le finally smiled, "Then, then escape, the farther the better, escape to a place where no one can find us, no one knows us, okay?"

Of course it couldn't be better.

in the palace.

After Jing Yan dealt with the troubled clan, he still hadn't changed his clothes, it was still the blood-stained uniform.He got up, changed to Sheng Hai to come in, thought for a moment, still wanted to see Qiao Yu too much, did not have time to change clothes, asked for a thin cloak, barely covered the blood all over his body, and hurried back to Xianlin Palace.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and there were a few stars dotted among the clouds, faintly shining light, a very quiet scene.But the palace is still not safe, Feng Nannan Jingxu's remnant party is encircling and suppressing, even outside the palace, Jing Yan immediately sent someone to arrest Feng Cheng's family, he calmly arranged all this, and died in his hands that night , There are countless people in his works.

Jing Yan doesn't care about human life.

When he arrived at a place not far from Xianlin Palace, Jing Yan paused, straightened his clothes, and hid the sword more tightly.He was just afraid that Qiao Yu would be worried and scared, and he would go back to deal with those busy affairs after he came back to meet and comfort him a few words.

Until he entered Xianlin Palace, the palace was in a mess, with dead bodies everywhere, there were guards arranged by Jing Yan, and another group of people, Jin Fu fell in front of the bedroom, Jing Yan didn't say a word, his face was gloomy, and everyone He stepped in and kicked open the half-hidden door.

Jing Yan has never been afraid of anything in his life, he is not even afraid of his own death, but he is only afraid that when he opens the door now, there is not a living Qiao Yu inside.

Not to mention watching, he didn't even dare to think about it.

The surrounding eunuchs and guards didn't say a word, they didn't even dare to breathe, they could only secretly glance at Jing Yan's face.

Jing Yan regained his composure, raised his foot, and walked towards the bedroom of the palace.

The windows were closed there, and a burnt candle lantern was hung above the bed. There was no one, no corpse, only a few puddles of blood, not yet dry, covering the ground very viscously, with scattered gadgets all over it. , the fragments of the jade pendant glowed with a cold light, while the Buddhist beads were all dark and dull, sucking blood in, as if soaked by sin, and their own brilliance was gone, and when they got closer, they were full of rusty smell.

Jing Yan knew that it was Qiao Yu's blood, and it was his life.

His footsteps were unsteady, and he knelt down on the pool of blood that was about to dry up. The fragments of the jade pendant pierced into his knee sharply. Jing Yan didn't feel the pain, and instinctively turned around and scolded those who were going to catch up with him to help him The eunuch opened his mouth, but said nothing.

No sound.

Jing Yan realized that he was dumb at this moment, he couldn't speak, his throat was intact, his tongue was still flexible, everything was fine, everything was fine, but he couldn't speak.

Because of his fate, his soul is not here.

He still remembered that when he left, Qiao Yu was lying on the bed, tilting his head, his round eyes were wet, looking at him with aggrieved eyes, but he forced himself not to shed tears, so pitiful and cute.

Jing Yan's consciousness was a little fuzzy, he thought, he had arranged his life here properly, but in less than one night, or even only three hours, he came back full of success, his Xiaoyu, his Life is not here anymore.

How ridiculous, his life is gone, but he is still living here, not dead.

Jing Yan tightly closed his eyes, waved his hand, put one hand on the ground, pinched his own palm, barely supported himself to stand up, his figure was a little shaky, and walked towards the soft couch in front of the window, with a pen and ink on it Paper inkstone.

He forced himself to calm down, the situation is not stable now, if he can't stabilize and the palace is in chaos, he won't be able to find Qiao Yu.

Jing Yan knew that he had to be very calm and rational. He could only temporarily withdraw his feelings by thinking about Qiao Yu's life, and wrote a line.