Three days later.
After midnight.
A dozen masked men in black sneaked into the dungeon of Prince Ding's Mansion.
A few people carefully bypassed the guard who was lazy and fell asleep, and searched several places separately, and finally found Xiaoqin who was dripping with blood and passed out in the cell at the end.
The leader fed a pill into Xiaoqin's mouth, and then tapped a few times on her big acupuncture points all over her body.
Xiaoqin immediately spat out blood with a "wow", and woke up slowly.
The person who came pulled off the black scarf that covered his face, and it turned out to be Tian Fu Lou's steward, Tian Fu.
He pressed Xiaoqin's shoulder and asked anxiously, "Where does Princess Ding live?"
Xiaoqin leaned against the wooden frame weakly, and murmured, "Princess escaped...she is not in the mansion..."
"She has returned to the palace."
Tianfu was a little impatient, "Tell me, where does she usually live?"
The order given by the master was to kidnap Princess Ding. Previously, Xiaoqin's actions were revealed and Princess Ding escaped. They lost their wife and lost their troops. This time, they must complete the errand assigned by the prince.
Xiaoqin clasped his hand with weak hands, and said weakly, "You take me away, and I will take you there!"
She can't stay here, here, there is only endless torture and pain. She was really afraid that one day, she would be overwhelmed and confess her master.
Tian Fu winked, and immediately someone stepped forward and squatted down.
The rest of the people helped put the inhuman Xiaoqin on his back, and broke out of the dungeon in a thrilling manner.
Xiaoqin was in a daze, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.
But she lost so much blood that she didn't have the energy to think, so she could only mechanically point them in the direction.
A few people sneaked into Qin Gentian's dormitory quickly under the cover of night, after several times of investigation, they found that Tangtang Ding's dormitory was unguarded, Tian Fu noticed something strange, "It looks strange."
When Xiaoqin heard the words, a look of guilt suddenly appeared in her eyes. With tears in her eyes, she tremblingly said, "There should be nothing wrong with it. The princess doesn't like to be served by her. She only puts people she trusts by her side. In the past..."
"In the past, I was the only one by her side..."
Tianfu was overjoyed when he heard the words, he raised his hand and waved regardless of Xiaoqin's current mood.
Immediately, someone took out a pipe of misty smoke, flew a few steps to the bed, carefully stretched it through the window paper, and blew mist into it...
After waiting for a few breaths, he gently opened the door, walked to the bed in a few steps, checked carefully, and after making sure that the princess had been fascinated by the smoke, he boldly picked her up.
"succeed!"
He shouted in a low voice, and several people quickly retreated.
In the dim shadows, the person walking at the back of the hall was suddenly pinned by an arm stretched out in the night, and with a slight "click", his neck was already wrung out.
After a few rubbing sounds of cloth, a man of similar stature was already dressed in black, with a black scarf on his face, walked out of the hiding place, flew over his body, and quickly followed the large troops in front of him.
In the swaying carriage, Xiaoqin had a pale face, and with her weak limbs, she slowly crawled towards the unconscious Qin Gentiana with the shaking carriage. She cried, "Wangfei, Wangfei, wake up..."
But Qin Gentiana's unconscious appearance made her panic and terrified, and she couldn't help shouting weakly, "Stop, stop...Didn't you say that the princess will be fine..."
But her voice was as light as a mosquito, easily covered by the sound of rolling wheels.
Qin Gentiana, who was lying face down, had a complicated expression for a moment. With the cover of the cloth, she moved her fingertips lightly. Countless greenery swayed out from her fingertips, and then drifted out from the carriage wall and the car window. One strand at five steps, one grain at ten steps, they grew into pretty green vines along the road of the carriage.
At this time, in the secret room of Tianfulou, Gu Yan looked at the information sent by An Zhuang with a cold expression, and was extremely displeased, "Why is there so little news about Zhang Sinian, the little prince of Dingguo, not even a portrait?"