The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

"How much longer do you want?"

Lechen straightened his back and asked in a rough voice.

"Almost done. I've already written down the part about negotiating with the leader of the salt smuggling den." Lu Yao put the notebook in his hand against Chen's back, writing quickly, and responded, "Master, just wait for a while. Don't be so stingy."

Lechen tried his best to ignore the half-smiley look Yu Xingmian gave him from time to time in the cell, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhang Dingan is still lying on the ground..."

Such a big man lay on the ground for such a long time, but everyone present acted as if nothing had happened. Lu Yao was concentrating on taking notes, not paying any attention to Zhang Dingan. Even the adult and the child in the corner were chatting happily and had already started whispering to each other.

Lu Yao had just memorized the last word and circled it casually. He then glanced at Zhang Dingan in the cell while putting away the notebook and asked, "Why bother?"

then--

"Yu Xingmian, don't blame me for not reminding you. The one next to you is the most favored eleventh princess of Da Rui," Lu Yao glanced at Yu Xingmian, "Guess why she has to coax you to go with her to buy a piece of lotus cake even when she wants to eat it."

The two people's whispers were not loud, but the space here was too small, and everyone present had some martial arts experience, so they heard clearly the whole process of the little guy instigating Yu Xingmian to escape from prison and take her to buy lotus cakes.

Yu Xingmian's body, which was leaning towards the little guy, stiffened, and he sat up straight, saying nonchalantly, "I forgot to ask, what is the name of that store?"

Jiang Yingcheng suddenly pursed her lips into a straight line and looked angrily at Uncle Lu who had exposed her.

Uncle Yu is the head of the intelligence organization. As soon as the three words "Tianxiang Tower" are uttered, he will definitely know what place that is!

[Lu, Uncle Lu is such a nuisance, wuwuwu, Chengcheng’s hibiscus cake is gone again, wuwaaaa——]

"Tianxiang Tower," Lu Yao casually exposed the little girl's trick, not caring about her life or death. Then he walked straight to the door of the cell where the two were, stretched out his hand and patted it twice: "Open the door, let our little princess out."

He only had the key to Zhang Dingan's cell with him today, and even needed the help of Yu Xingmian to open the door.

Yu Xingmian, who used to be at odds with Lu Yao, was extremely cooperative today. Upon hearing this, he quickly stood up and walked to the door. He fiddled with the chain twice, and the familiar "click" sound rang out again.

Lu Yao: “…”

Watching it again still makes me angry.

As he led the little fellow out of the cell, he casually asked, "How long are you going to stay in our prison?"

It is really embarrassing for them to come and go freely like this.

"Master Lu, you are joking. I am a criminal," Yu Xingmian chuckled. "How long I stay here is up to you, Master."

"Isn't this a ready-made opportunity?" Lu Yao immediately put on a smile and said quickly, "So, where are the account books and evidence you just mentioned?"

He smiled like a cunning fox: "Have you heard of redeeming yourself from your crime? I can help you put in a good word in front of His Majesty."

That being said, Lu Yao didn't have much confidence in such conditions.

This man had falsely testified and been put into the imperial prison in order to keep a low profile. If he wanted to walk out of here with integrity, he only needed to hand over the real evidence of the case and there was no need to offend the imperial officials.

"Ah..." Yu Xingmian was bored and said perfunctorily, "I was the one who lied to him just now."

Lu Yao: “…”

Lu Yao, who had expected this, was not too disappointed. He held the little guy's hand and continued to walk out the door.

Anyway, the little princess will write him a note with the news sooner or later.

[Sigh...] The familiar voice made Lu Yao slow down his pace immediately.

Lu Yao's heart was pounding.

For some reason, when he heard the sigh in the little guy's heart, he subconsciously felt that there would be big news coming out!

Sure enough, the next moment, the few people who were present who could hear the little guy's inner voice heard the familiar childish voice ringing in their hearts again.

[But Uncle Yu’s Mo Yu Sect has been penetrated by the enemy. If Uncle Yu doesn’t get out, the Mo Yu Sect will change its owner…]

Lu Yao: “!!!”

Good thing!

Although this may be a crisis for Yu Xingmian, it is a perfect opportunity for them, the Jinyiwei, to obtain evidence!

[Hmm... Let's see how that person got into the Moyu Sect...]

The figures of several people present all stopped in place strangely at the same time, which instantly aroused Yu Xingmian's suspicion. He opened his mouth and was about to ask, when a shadow rushed in from outside the door and hit him directly on the mute point.

Yu Xingmian: “…”

His eyes suddenly swept towards Liao Chen, who had the best martial arts skills in the room, but he only got a warning look that said "shut up".

Yu Xingmian was so angry that he almost laughed.

He reached out to untie his acupuncture points, but did not speak again. He turned around and sat back on his bed.

[Eh...it turned out that the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion took action personally? ! ]

[First, they set up a trap to put the deputy leader of the Moyu Sect in danger, and then the leader of the Tianji Pavilion came out in person to help him through the crisis, forming a life-and-death friendship, and then he was introduced to the Moyu Sect? ]

The whole process took several months, and Jiang Yingcheng gasped repeatedly while watching it.

[Well, well, you are so humble and willing to endure hardships! ]

Lu Yao also took a breath of cold air.

The Tianji Pavilion is the second largest intelligence organization in the underworld, but because of its uncertain whereabouts and the intelligence it sells are all trivial matters, no one has ever bothered them for so many years.

And the head of Tianji Pavilion has not shown up for many years.

He turned around excitedly, his voice trembling: "Yu Xingmian, perhaps, your Moyu Sect's deputy leader encountered some troubles a few days ago?"

Yu Xingmian's expression froze, and he suddenly looked up: "What do you mean, Lord Lu?"

About three months ago, Lu Xin did mention in the letter that he had encountered some trouble, which had been properly resolved and told him not to worry.

Can--

Since the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard has mentioned this matter, it must not be an insignificant matter.

Yu Xingmian's eyes suddenly became dangerous, but Lu Yao smiled happier and happier: "Well, let's discuss this carefully..."

Lu Yao turned around and walked back with an excited look on his face, squeezed in and sat down next to Yu Xingmian. He slowly told the news he heard from the little guy's heart, successfully making the young genius' face as black as the bottom of a pot with anger.

Yu Xingmian tried his best to suppress the trembling in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Conditions?"

He did doubt whether this matter was deliberately fabricated by Lu Yao in order to obtain evidence, but the several pieces of evidence he presented all corresponded to the information he received, so he no longer cared about so many details.

Although he can come and go here freely, once such news is leaked, all his plans over the years will be ruined.

He can only cooperate with Lu Yao.

The fingertips on Lu Yao's knees twitched and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He opened his mouth and was about to state the conditions that had been brewing for a long time -

A chubby little hand suddenly covered Yu Xingmian's hand hanging on the bed. Jiang Yingcheng looked up at the handsome young leader in front of him with sparkling eyes. He was filled with joy no matter how he looked at him:

"Perhaps, uncle wants to eat the royal food?"

Yu Xingmian: “…”

Lu Yao: “…”

Lu Yao: “???”

Little guy, this is...

Intercept? ?