You rascal, stop right there!

This is a difficult thing!

Even though the current emperor of Qing Dynasty, Song Yuanshan, had been in a standoff with Xuan Li for half a month, he was unable to reach an agreement to rescue the prisoners.

It can be said that from the very beginning, Bai Wan only wanted to bring back Luo Wenqi and Chen Xingyi.

If I hadn't witnessed the brutal massacre at the archery feast...

On the day.

The news on the streets has changed.

Xuan Li launched a large-scale search for spies suspected of assassinating the emperor, but in fact he was arresting innocent people from Daqing and the previous dynasty.

The Imperial Preceptor Gu Yang issued an order to arrest all the Daqing people in Xingling City and send them to Jizhen Prison.

For a time, there were people doing business and studying in Xingling, and even people from Daqing whose husbands or wives were from Daqing.

Everyone's property was confiscated, and they were stripped down to their inner clothes and imprisoned in Jiezhen Prison.

The prison, which originally held a few hundred prisoners, suddenly had a population of 20,000.

Moreover, most of them are elderly, weak, women and children who are powerless.

The entire Xingling was in chaos...

When Bai Wan was looking for Chen Xingyi and his group, he had to learn more Xuanli language from Ling Shumo.

He walked around the city still disguised as a beggar, and took the portrait to ask some homeless people huddled in an abandoned yard.

In comparison, beggars are not easy to be caught.

Because Xuanli's beggars have no property or wealth, and catching the wrong person and sending him to Jizhen Prison would be a waste of prison food!

Ling Shumo was wearing tattered clothes and searching for people in the city. Even though he was covered in dust, his eyes were still clear and calm.

"Have you ever seen these two men?"

The block on the king's side quietly helped to ask, while the white pea on the other side was looking for it.

On such a dusty street, these people really used the most primitive methods.

……

"Big sister!" Bai Wan said seriously, "These two are my brothers who have been separated for many years. There was a flood in my hometown, and life was really hard, so I came to Xingling to seek refuge."

With tears and snot, I tried my best.

Without the reputation of being the best painter in Daqing, he is just an ordinary person.

"Brother, these two people owe me a lot of money, and I came all the way here to collect it..."

"Old man, almost everyone in my family is dead, only these two brothers are left..."

"Little brother, have you seen these two brothers? Tell them and I'll give you some candy! It's guaranteed to be sweet!"

……

In short, Bai Wan did everything he could to search on the streets from morning to night.

After a while, several people gathered again in the streets and alleys.

Ling Shumo walked quietly in front of him: "Brother Qi Tu has a burn on his right leg. He needs herbs such as Coptis chinensis, Phellodendron chinense, Scutellaria baicalensis, and Earthworm. Why don't we go to the major pharmacies?"

Bai Wan was silent for a moment, then realized that this made sense. "But now everyone is arresting people from Daqing. Even if they were to buy medicine at a pharmacy, they wouldn't be able to do it in person. Chen Er is very smart."

Those two people have known each other for a long time.

Luo Wenqi is a man who is obsessed with cleanliness and is sometimes a little weird. In order to recuperate, he would not go to a place that is too dirty.

As someone like Chen Xingyi who used to be an assassin in a secret factory, he is cautious and will not expose himself easily.

The two looked at each other and nodded, then immediately unfolded the map of the entire Xingling Mausoleum.

Just like when they fought side by side in Dingzhou City, they reminded each other through questions and answers.

Both fingertips lightly touched the map scroll.

Let’s circle possible locations together…

……

the other side.

Luo Wenqi lay on the bed in a daze, listening to the cicadas chirping outside the window.

He looked at the door through the curtains beside the bed, with a smile on his face.

He didn't care about anything anymore. He just wanted to live his life and watch the person in his heart live.

The door opened quietly, and a short, dark-faced man walked in in the night.

"coming?"

"Well, here we come!"

A peaceful meeting.

People just feel at ease.

"You can't stand up, so I got you a crutch." Chen Xingyi hesitated and handed over the thing in his hand.

"Well, what you made must be useful." Luo Wenqi took it with a smile in his eyes.

"Have a good sleep after changing the medicine!" Chen Xingyi quickly glanced away and didn't look.

Unexpectedly, Luo Wenqi's face was as calm as autumn water passing by, and he said lightly:

"Hey, I'll do whatever you want to do!"

"What did you say?!"

Chen Xingyi's body stiffened, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

That day, he personally described the difficulties and obstacles he encountered.

"You know what I'm going to do, don't you!"

Luo Wenqi looked at people in a pretentious manner, as if he was asking for a beating.

"Hey, you saved me from him regardless of your own life, doesn't that count as fulfilling my promise?

The so-called climbing the pole means learning from your friends.

The more you practice, the thicker your skin becomes.

Chen Xingyi has become accustomed to his shameless clinging over the years.

But, this matter...

"I'm going to kill my own adoptive father!" He pointed to his heart. "It's treason!"

Luo Wenqi looked at the person in front of him, who seemed to be holding his breath, and his face turned red.

Hongran felt that this person seemed like a bottle that had been sealed all year round, with thousands of years of emotions, and rarely spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Look, you're going to kill a spy and traitor from your own country! You're killing your own family for the sake of justice!"

The tone is firm, like surging waves.

Chen Xingyi looked at him in a trance. It was rare to see such a person showing such heartfelt support and enthusiasm.

No words were spoken for a long time.

He thought so too!

From the day he discovered that his adoptive father was Xuanli's spy, he felt that he was wrong.

In the past, he and all his fellow apprentices had repeatedly acted as assassins in secret factories to kill powerful officials of the imperial court, unconsciously helping his adoptive father stir up trouble.

"I'm making up for the mistakes I made."

Chen Xingyi smiled bitterly, sat quietly beside the bed, and stretched out his right hand helplessly.

He seemed to be looking at the white bones and traces of blood through this hand.

"I'm an orphan, and my adoptive father adopted me. But from the very beginning, I wasn't a person, but a tool. I always helped him do things he didn't want to do."

He closed his eyes.

"Wenqi, do you know? I only found out he was from Xuanli after Daying fell."

"I just realized that I was also an accomplice in the evil deeds of Da Ying's destruction of the country!"

My heart ached, as if a huge rock was pressing down on my nose.

Chen Xingyi said calmly: "My adoptive father is a spy from the enemy country, but he is still my adoptive father after all."

He uttered a few words with difficulty: "So, he can only die in my hands!"

Luo Wenqi seemed to understand: "Well, you want to kill him, of course I want to too!"

He raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Now, to let such a spy live is the utmost rebellion!"

Most of the time, Chen Xingyi could find that the person opposite him actually understood him better than his other fellow disciples.

He just felt a tremor in his body when he saw this man's smile, and an inexplicable warmth penetrated his heart and lungs.