Chapter 2244 The Figure of the Jailer

Chapter 665 The figure of the jailer

Hua Qianliu also stopped smiling at this moment, seeing him like this, said: "Just rescue Xiao Mohua directly, you just leave here and go back to Yuzhou, it will be so troublesome."

Nan He turned over immediately, with a look of hatred for iron and steel, "I don't know how many times this move has been denied. If it is feasible, you don't need to say it."

Hua Qianliu scratched her forehead a little irritably and stroked her hair, "This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. Emperor Baorong has not died yet, so what can happen to this matter."

Yan Beicheng was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his eyes, and there was silence in his dark eyes, "If there is no other way, then push others to take over with all your strength."

Nan He pondered for a while, but also nodded, "If the Lord really doesn't want to succeed, then this is the only way. But, do you have a suitable candidate in your mind?"

Perhaps it was retribution, only Yan Moli and Yan Cenxuan were truly outstanding sons of Emperor Baorong, but unfortunately one had a vicious mind, the other was weak, and the other was Yan Beicheng, but unfortunately he had never been interested in the throne. The rest of the princes were mediocre and submissive, and they were useless at all.

It's really ironic to say it, the person who least wanted the throne turned out to be the best candidate, it's really ironic when I think about it.

Hua Qianliu stroked the two strands of hair on her forehead again, and said with a frown: "I have seen one or two of those princes, but even in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, they dare not speak loudly. With that kind of temperament, how can you do it?"

"Whether I can do it or not, I don't need to worry about it. Even if the kingdom of God will fall under their hands in the future, it is not as important as her alone." Yan Beicheng's eyes were deep, his thin lips spoke slowly, his voice was emotionless, but His hands tightened unconsciously.

Not to mention a mere kingdom of God, even everyone in the world is less important to him than a Moshanghua.

Hua Qianliu and Nanhe fell silent after hearing the words.

Hua Qianliu held Nan He's hand silently, but Nan He didn't shake off his hand this time, and let him hold it tightly.

In a person's life, it is not easy to meet a person who loves each other and know each other well.

"My lord, Imperial Physician Liu is here." The voice of the dark guard suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Please come in." Yan Beicheng suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and said expressionlessly.

As soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open from the outside, Liu Zheng stepped in, and straight to the point without being greeted, "The thirteenth prince asked me to tell that his body will recover soon, so everyone stay safe and don't be impatient." , don’t act impulsively.”

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Mo Shanghua instinctively felt that Yan Beicheng might not be able to wait for tonight, and sure enough, when tonight was ugly, he already had a vision.

She has observed the movements of the jailers in this prison, and about every hour of incense sticks, there will be guards coming to inspect, and when it gets dark, they will patrol every half an hour, and now it is the hour, but the guards have not been seen for a long time .

Lin Xiangyin in the opposite cell had already fallen asleep, and the candlestick was still lit.

The people in the clan's mansion are all locked up by the royal family and nobles, so they also pay special attention to it. The candlesticks in the prison cannot be extinguished at night, in order to prevent accidents from being discovered in time.

Everything around is also extraordinarily quiet.

Mo Shanghua quickly analyzed the surrounding situation, staring at the direction of the prison door without blinking.

Sure enough, within a short time, the sound of extremely light footsteps came from beside his ears, and three masked men in black suddenly appeared in front of the prison door.