Gu Jiuxiao's unusual silence made Mingfeng think that he had to see his sincerity first.
But his "sincerity" is his last retreat.
Mingfeng thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and slowly stood up, "I will only tell King Ding about this matter."
Gu Jiuxiao looked at him silently for a few breaths, and finally said in a deep voice, "Open the cell door."
A jailer hurried in with his head down, opened the door of the cell, and quietly retreated out.
After the jailers and irrelevant people in the sky prison were screened away, Gu Jiuxiao said, "You can talk."
Mingfeng gritted his teeth, "I accidentally intercepted a secret letter from the Xirong luthier..." He said, piercing the inside of his right arm with trembling fingers, and pulled out a sticky bright red roll from inside.
Gu Jiuxiao silently watched his movements.
This is one of the more secretive means of conveying secret information. It is owned by the royal family's hidden guards or the Imperial Forest Army.
Gu Jiuxiao watched quietly as he roughly wiped off the blood foam on the surface of the small roll, and handed the small roll tremblingly.
"This is the news that the Xirong luthier was going to deliver to Xirong, because it was related to Princess Ding and the ancient god of Xirong, so I intercepted it, heh, later, it will be the matter of the Supreme Emperor's birthday banquet..." He knew in advance that the assassin would appear, and he also knew that it was the most perfect servant of the ancient god created by the Xirong people so far.
In order to let it go, he obeyed King Xian's order and pointed the final spearhead at Princess Ding.
If he had known this... he would never have surrendered like the virtuous king.
Mingfeng staggered back a few steps and slammed his back against the hard wall.
He looked at Gu Jiuxiao's suddenly gloomy handsome face, and leaned weakly against the wall, giggling, "My lord, how about this secret, is it enough to exchange my life?"
He hid this thing on his body for a long time, so long that he forgot how many days and nights it was, so long that he almost forgot its existence, he even hid it from Qing He and King Xian, but in the end he took it out to save one for the famous family.
Gu Jiuxiao didn't have the heart to pay attention to him at the moment. He didn't care about the blood stains left on the scroll, so he frowned and opened the secret letter. After seeing what was written in the secret letter, his phoenix eyes shrank slightly, and the ink clouds in them rolled up. Obviously, he was extremely angry.
How could it be... In this letter of informant to Master Xirong, how could the path they set for Xiao Jiu be exactly the same as the future of Xiao Jiu peeped by Master Yuan De.
He tightly grasped the secret letter in his hand, but with a little force, he turned the letter into powder and fell from his fingers.
Gu Jiuxiao's eyes were red, and his whole body trembled slightly.
He closed his eyes very quickly, and when he opened them again, thick black ink rubbed against Mingfeng, Senhan said, "Only God knows about this matter, you know and I know, if a third person finds out, I want your famous family and nine clans to be buried with you!"
Mingfeng knew that he had agreed to his terms.
He smiled miserably, "My lord's words, Mingfeng will keep it in my heart..." After half a cup of tea, Mingfeng stood unsteadily at the gate of the prison.
His face was full of dirt that he hadn't had time to wipe, and he staggered on the streets of the imperial capital. Because of the zombie riot that broke out earlier, the originally bustling streets here looked depressed, and many people's faces were not good. Covering his face with his sleeves, he hurried to the gate of Ming Mansion.
But after revealing his identity, he was kicked out.
"Our old lady said that the eldest son has already died in the battle against zombies, you stinky beggar, don't pretend to be false, hurry up, hurry up."
The gatekeeper obviously recognized him long ago, but he didn't let him in at all.
Mingfeng's face was very ugly, killing intent flashed in his eyes, "You bastard, get out of here."
The servant flinched, shrinking his neck in shock from the evil spirit around him, but he still didn't dare to let him in, but his attitude softened, and he whispered, "Young master, it's really an order from the old lady, please don't embarrass me..." Mingfeng clenched his fists hanging on his legs, looked up at the white lantern hanging on Mingfu, and said shyly, "I just want..." "No matter what you think, the young master is dead."
The servant boldly said, in fact, the old lady's original words were even worse, and even wanted to remove Mingfeng from the genealogy, he didn't dare to say it, for fear that the young master would rush into the mansion in a fit of anger and conflict with the old lady, and it would be their servants who suffered.
Mingfeng turned around with a dazed expression. For a moment, he felt that the sky and the earth were big, and there was no place for him.
He took a few steps in panic, and heard the sound of uniform tapping and tapping.
Turning around in horror, it was Gu Jiuxiao who led a large number of people and food out of the city, heading towards the border.
Ever since he read the secret letter, he couldn't wait any longer and just wanted to fly to Qin Geng's side. Therefore, he directly advanced the plan, led the troops, and set off early.
The huge white tiger seemed to dislike the group of people walking too slowly behind, it took a few steps forward lightly, then stopped, turned around and roared anxiously at the people, urging them to hurry up.
Mingfeng stared blankly at the group of people going away, finally gritted his teeth, and staggered to follow.