The fifth prince roared in his heart, and was about to go mad with anger. He slammed his palm on the iron railing of the small window, and his slender fingers were about to twist while grasping the iron railing. Suddenly he saw something in his eyes, and his complexion changed. Urgently calling: "Second Brother, Second Brother... look there..."
"What's wrong?" The second prince turned around and followed his gaze, only to see a gray figure in coarse linen walking past the execution room, looking around in a panic while walking, his eyes rolling , sneaky and sneaky, like a thief...
In particular, this thief-like gray figure is slender, delicate and small, and looks like a woman.
The second prince and the fifth prince looked at each other, and there was a flash of interest in their eyes. It was a bright day, what was she doing in the prison so sneakily? Steal? Except for criminals in the prison, they are criminals. Don't they think that she has the ability to steal criminals and visit relatives under the watchful eyes of many jailers? Then there's no need to be so sneaky, right? Not to mention the coarse cloth clothes that don't fit very well on purpose, and wearing a veil, is there something unspeakable about it
The so-called unspeakable secrets usually represent secrets that cannot be told.
The second prince and the fifth prince looked at each other again, walked out of the small room, followed the gray figure silently, and saw the gray figure walk through the cells and came to a relatively tight cell. Made of iron, the iron bars are densely packed, wrapping the cell layer by layer, so that even a small mouse cannot get in.
In the middle of the cell, there is a layer of dry grass. A man wearing a black cloak is lying on the dry grass. He doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. His cloak is tattered, revealing the wounds inside, and the bright red blood. Unstoppable overflow, dyeing the dry grass under me red...
The gray figure cautiously looked around and saw that no one was around, so he squatted in front of the cell, put his hands to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and called out to the cloaked man in a low voice: "Friends of the underground palace... wake up, wake up... hurry up wake up..."
Under her persistent shouting, the cloaked man in the cell gradually woke up, slowly raised his head, looked at the gray-clothed woman whose face was covered, his eyes under the hood were full of vigilance and vigilance: "Are you who?"
The woman in gray smiled and said, "It's not convenient to reveal my name, but I can tell you that I'm here to help you..."
"Help me?" The cloaked man was surprised by her answer for a moment, then regained his composure, and said coldly, "How are you going to help me?"
"Of course I use this to help you." The woman in gray said with a smile, took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve, and threw it to the cloaked man through the iron bars.
The porcelain vase is pure white, delicate and delicate, without any patterns on it. Against the background of the dry grass, it exudes a lustrous luster, and the red cork is red and red, with a touch of gold on the top, which makes people feel One could tell it was a fine product, but the man in the cloak didn't touch the porcelain bottle, he just looked at it and said, "What is this?"
"Wound medicine." The woman in gray said with a smile: "The best medicine for wounds, after taking it, no matter how severe the injury is, it will heal by half..."
"Really?" The cloaked man squinted at the gray-clothed woman: "Are you sure it contains healing medicine, not poison?"
The grey-clothed woman's expression darkened instantly: "What do you mean? Do you suspect that I want to poison you?"
"Isn't it?" The cloaked man mocked.
"You..." The woman in gray choked and was so angry that she couldn't speak. After a while, she calmed down and looked at the man in the cloak again. The cold gaze of the man in the cloak seemed to make her never Unable to tell any deceitful words, he simply smashed the jar and said, "You are right, this is indeed poison..."
"Oh." The man in the cloak looked coldly at the woman in gray and motioned her to continue. The woman in gray raised her chin and said proudly: "After you were arrested and imprisoned, you have been tortured every day. Today, you have been tortured for dozens of times. Once, there was not a single inch of intact skin all over his body, and he also suffered serious internal injuries, so he couldn't use any spells... "
"So, you poison me..." the cloaked man mocked.
The gray-clothed woman didn't take it seriously, and looked like a savior: "Yes, the current Ministry of Criminal Justice has listed you as a felon, and will torture you every day until you are killed..." She was beaten to death alive, It's too tragic, too painful, it's better to drink the poison, simply and neatly, once and for all...
Anger flashed in the cloaked man's eyes. He was arrested and tortured, and they were going to poison him to death, heh: "You never thought of saving me?"
"Save you? Are you kidding me?" The woman in gray was very surprised: the current Dali Temple prison is not only guarded by the guards of Dali Temple, but also the Imperial Forest Army dispatched by the second prince. The entire Dali Temple prison is guarded by them like an iron wall. No matter how high the martial arts are, it is impossible for a person to pass through this iron wall and rescue the criminal from the prison...