Xia Chu jumped out of the window and flew to the top of the roof, only to see a sheet of snow and no one in sight. He blew his final whistle, and a moment later snow fell in the direction of a tree, echoing the whistle.
Jiang Yan was leaning on the tree when he saw a young man wearing a black scarf rushing over. It wasn't until Xia Chu took off the black scarf that he blinked and reacted. He asked with a shocked expression: "Young Master, what are you doing?" Are you planning to escape? Has the prince made arrangements? Why haven't I received any news?"
Xia Chu spat at him: "I'm going to run away from you, but how about you fixing someone else?"
Jiang Yan wiped the saliva from his face and said, "He was summoned away by a man named Bian Hao."
Xia Chu clicked his tongue, looked him over, and handed him a black scarf to cover his face: "Okay, then it's you, hurry up."
Jiang Yan flattened his mouth and was about to complain about why the words 'Okay' sounded so disgusting. In the blink of an eye, he saw him put on the black scarf again and covered his face with it. Chased him.
"Master, where are we going?" Jiang Yan finally caught up and couldn't help but ask, if he wanted to leave the city, the direction would be the other way around.
"The Punishment Department." Xia Chu replied succinctly, but Jiang Yan was so confused that he almost blurted out, Why, the prison in Dali Temple is not as comfortable as the Punishment Department
After thinking about it, I couldn’t do it. I wouldn’t have to sit in jail right away, and I could go into exile right away...
Xia Chu saw that he had slowed down inexplicably. She glanced back at him and said with a hint of disgust: "Hurry up, I only have half an hour."
Jiang Yan quickly increased his speed to match him: "What... are you going to do?"
"Tie someone up."
Jiang Yan almost fell weightless, but fortunately Xia Chu had the good sense to pull him up.
Even through the black scarf, Jiang Yan could still clearly feel that there must be a smile on Xia Chu's face, and even her starry eyes were curved into crescents, with a cunning look in her eyes.
"Isn't this appropriate..." Jiang Yan swallowed, and then continued: "Whoever the young master wants to tie, just tell him and stay here and wait for me."
Xia Chu chuckled softly: "Now that I have a good reputation, do I still care about this?"
"That's true." Jiang Yan nodded naturally. After nodding, he realized something was wrong: "Hey, I didn't mean that..."
Xia Chu didn't take it seriously: "It doesn't matter, it's not my reputation that's used anyway."
"Then whose one is used?" Jiang Yan looked over suspiciously, muttering in his heart, it couldn't be the prince's...
Xia Chu didn't answer but asked: "Why didn't you stay on the roof today?"
Jiang Yan finally had a chance to show off his talent. He spoke with a proud face and said from experience: "Of course you can't live on the roof when it snows. Otherwise, if it snows overnight, if someone goes up to check, they will know that there is someone on the roof."
Xia Chu suddenly nodded and looked at him with approval as Jiang Yan wished, which made him feel very proud.
The two landed in the backyard of the Criminal Department. The lights in Jing Qibin's yard were still on. They walked to the window quietly. Xia Chu pulled out a silver needle from his waist. Just when Jiang Yan thought he was going to fly the needle. When stabbing Jing Qibin inside.
Seeing Xia Chu stabbing himself in the throat, Jiang Yan's eyes widened and his pupils shrank suddenly. He quickly pulled his arm and asked silently with his widened eyes: "What's wrong? You can't think about it so much? "
Xia Chu frowned and waved him away, picked up the needle in her throat, and coughed twice. Jing Qibin in the room stood up alertly and walked towards the window: "Who?"
Xia Chu gave Jiang Yan a look, and the two broke in through the window. Jiang Yan directly restrained Jing Qibin and placed the dagger across his neck.
"Do you know who I am, and how dare you break into the Criminal Department privately?" Jing Qibin's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he caught a glimpse of the cold light of the dagger. Although his mouth was stiff, he did not dare to move his body at all.
"Jing Qibin, aren't you talking nonsense?" Xia Chu sneered.
But as soon as the voice came out, Jiang Yan's hands shook. Xia Chu really used his reputation as a prince.
It's just that it's not his own prince, but Prince Yu...
Jing Qibin was touched by Jiang Yan's trembling hands, and his heart trembled. He couldn't help but lean his head back, and the back of his head was pressed against Jiang Yan's face.
It wasn't until Jiang Yan reacted that he held the dagger firmly and held it slightly away from his neck, then he shouted angrily at Xia Chu in a deep voice: "Si Nan, do you think I can't hear your voice because you're masked?"
Xia Chu pretended to have a hint of astonishment in her eyes, but then calmed it down: "I'm just here to ask Master Jing for a favor."
Jiang Yan silently praised in his heart, this eye scene was so well done!
Jing Qibin snorted coldly: "In this way, you are asking me for help?"
Xia Chu waved to Jiang Yan, who frowned slightly, but still took back the dagger without hesitation and stood aside, just staring at him coldly, ready to attack him at any time if he acted rashly or shouted.
"Isn't this just because I was afraid that Lord Jing might accidentally disturb others, so I took this tactic." Xia Chu cupped his hands and apologized.
"I and your master have always been in harmony with each other. What exactly do you want to do here late at night?" Jing Qibin touched his neck, his expression still worried.
"I want it, Yuan Guangyi!" Xia Chu said it very lightly, as if asking him for a cup of tea.
"Are you joking with me?" Jing Qibin said calmly with a cold face. If he hadn't been sent by Prince Yu, he would have shouted at people and taken him to the prison for torture.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jing, I'm just borrowing him for a few hours, and the property will be returned to its original owner intact before midnight." Xia Chu said as he walked to the table and sat down, rather like being a guest.
"Did you send back a body intact?" Jing Qibin sneered, thinking that Yuan Guangyi was imprisoned by the emperor because he didn't finish his errand today, and Xiao Yanjun probably wanted to kill someone.
"Master Jing is just joking. If you want to kill him, he will not appear in your room now, but in prison. Master has something to ask him, and of course he will not make it difficult for Master Jing, but It's a question. I'll send it back to you after I finish it." Xia Chu tapped the table with his right hand. He originally wanted to take a sip of hot tea to moisten his throat, but after thinking about it, it was really inconvenient for him to wear a black scarf, so he gave up...
"Give me a reason to help you." Jing Qibin thought for a while, and what he said did make some sense. It didn't sound like he was here to ask for his life.
It's just that his dignified Minister of Justice, why should he do such a favor to Xiao Yanjun.
What's more, you still asked him for help in this way. He was not in Xiao Yanjun's camp. He was from the emperor, so why should you listen to him.
However, Xia Chu's eyebrows arched and he said in a relaxed tone: "It's just about helping each other. I'm helping Mr. Jing keep a secret. Mr. Jing borrowed Yuan Guangyi to take it back to me for questioning. Why not?"
(End of chapter)