She didn't know how Mo Dongliu rescued her from thousands of soldiers, and brought out five children by the way.

In that case, even she could not guarantee the safety of the five of them.

Of course, she would not do such a stupid thing as suicide to protect others. If the queen's condition was not to let her commit suicide, she would use a bitter trick to stabilize the queen and wait until she rescued her five children before breaking through the siege.

Escape.

As long as there are no worries, no one can stop her Wen Yao.

"He... Prince, um... how do I know?"

Shen Lian's eyes flashed, and he looked guilty.

Wen Yao's hands tightened, but she was not very pity for her. Shen Lian was so painful that she suddenly shouted: "Let go, let go!"

"Say, where is Mo Dongliu?"

She didn't call him Dong Wang, nor did she call him Prince very politely, and just called him the full name.

Shen Lian burst into tears in pain, but he finally let go: "I just found out that the prince was injured and was imprisoned in the heavenly prison. After the parade at noon tomorrow, he was executed at the Wumen Gate."

Wen Yao let go and took a step back with a blank expression.

Did he take all her charges and take the initiative to seek death?

Wen Yao looked a little pale, and he didn't dare to stop and rushed outside. Shen Lian hurriedly grabbed her: "What are you doing? The prince finally rescued you. Are you planning to take another risk?"

Wen Yao's eyes were blood red, more prosperous than during the day: "What's the matter? Even if the entire palace is turned upside down, what's the matter as long as he can be rescued?"

"Are you alone?"

"Yeah, I'm alone!"

Shen Lian smiled: "You are so impulsive, can you really do everything well? Although you are very skilled in martial arts, how could you not have any masters in the palace to protect you? I will tell you that the Emperor is protecting his secret guard, Bei Song

Once the dead soldier who has been passed down for so many years is used, even you will not be able to escape unscathed."

There was a seriousness in her voice, and she no longer had the same fun as before.

Wen Yao stood there and turned around and stared at Shen Lian. She knew that this woman was definitely not simple.

"so what?"

"So you are going to die now. We must save the prince, but this time you can't succeed alone. If you believe in us, we can also become your companions."

Wen Yao's eyes were a little dazed.

She looked at Cheng Zi in disbelief and suddenly remembered a familiar figure.

Although it doesn't look like it at all, the words and things that are said and done are convinced.

However, in the first year she came to the organization, the sister taught her like that, and the person who took care of her was already dead.

Died in a mission and never came back.

A friend finally brought back an identity brand that belonged to her, but the brand was finally buried in the soil, which buried all her past.

It's really similar.

A feeling of inexplicable closeness arises in my heart. She said this to her again, companion.

Wen Yao was also very skilled and brave at that time, and felt that anything could be done by himself.

"Okay, I believe you."

Wen Yao turned around, with a little bit of light hidden in his eyes: "But, if you have any plans, you have to tell me that as long as you can help, I will do it."

Shin Lian breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, my sister knew that the guy had a good attitude, and the woman he liked would not be a waste who only knew impulsiveness."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows, and she felt the woman in front of her scolding her in secret.

But she was not surprised, just waiting for her next arrangement.

Shen Lian turned around and covered his injured face with one hand, sighing, "That's right, now the prison must be very cautious. The queen's people must be waiting for you to go back at this time, and the laying of the laid out there.

After the net of heaven and earth, I believe you can come back, but what about the prince? He was injured and his condition is unknown now, so we can only wait for a good check when we march tomorrow."

Wen Yao said: "Even so, tomorrow's garrison will definitely be more stringent, and even if you all do it, you may not succeed."

Shen Lian smiled and said, "That's nothing. As long as you can rescue the prince, what is this sacrifice?"

Wen Yao looked at him: "I won't let you get into trouble. He helped me protect Ying'er and the others. I will protect you on his behalf. I believe the prince will not want to see you hurt."

Shen Lian's face turned warm. She didn't expect that Wen Yao, a little girl who looked soft and weak, could say such a thing.

"You really... I don't know what to say."

She lowered her head, and her voice couldn't help but soften: "Then, tomorrow we will do our best to cooperate with you, as long as you can..."

Wen Yao's eyes were flashing coldly, and there was no expression on his face. The serious atmosphere was condensing. If anyone familiar with Wen Yao, he would know that she was serious this time.

It was three o'clock in the sun, and today it was very lively in the Northern Song Dynasty imperial city.

All the people stood in the streets and alleys, staring at the army ahead on both sides of the road.

Today's imperial city has also invested a lot, mobilizing all the city defense army and the imperial guards.

Wen Qiu, the little leader of the city defense force, walked proudly on a horse.

Although something happened to his mother and sister, he is now doing well because he is the prime minister's son after all, and his status has not been affected by the small things in the past.

In addition, he is brother to the third prince, so everyone gives him some benefits for Mo Wuyun's sake.

Today this guy is even more enviable. He escorted the current Dongwang to march, which shows how much he valued him.

The sun shines everywhere, and the clouds are gone.

In this beautiful and sunny area, a carriage walked out of the road.

Above the carriage is a prison. The prison is very strong and can only see a person's head. The man's hands are locked in the prison carriage, using the best black iron chains.

Even so, it seemed that some people were afraid that he would escape. Outside the prison was an iron chain as thick as a forearm, which was wrapped around the prison, and they fixed the people inside and could not move.

It was simply that he didn't even have the chance to escape one of the ten thousand.

The sun was a little uncomfortable, and the person who had been tilting his head in the prison finally opened his eyes.

Mo Dongliu's face was pale, and there was no blood on his lips. It was obvious that no one had to deal with his wounds, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

During the fight yesterday, he was at ease and it was absolutely impossible for the arrow to hit him, but for some reason, at that moment, his head hurt violently.

The pain was so sudden that he didn't even have the chance to react, so he accidentally got caught in an arrow.

Today, seeing his situation, I also understood what happened. Mo Dongliu was not nervous. He looked around calmly. When others were traveling, some people would throw rotten eggs and rotten vegetables and leaves to curse, but

Today I went quietly, and the people around me showed worried eyes on their faces, and no one took action.

Although I don’t know why Mo Dongliu suddenly became a prisoner, the people were also afraid of disrespecting the King of the East at this time due to his reputation.

After all, no matter where the disaster is, the first person to help is the Dongwang, and the people will remember who is better.

"Your Highness the Eastern King is innocent, how can you arrest him at will!"

"The prince is a good person!"

"Can't kill..."

Some voices were gradually conveyed among the crowd, and the people seemed to be infected: "Yes, you can't kill them, the prince is a great man."

A soldier kicked a commoner to the ground: "Another gossiping, cut your tongue, what do you fools know? The King of the East rebelled and committed the saint rage, and ended up like this. His ambition

Bobo wanted to seek power and usurp the throne, and also killed countless guards in the palace. Do you think you should die?"

"It shouldn't be!"

"Yes, you shouldn't die. You must have framed you!"

The head of the guard was furious and whipped it down with a few whips, but the law did not blame the public, and even if he wanted to stop him, it would be useless.

When Mo Dongliu saw this scene, he felt a little anxious to laugh.

He swept his phoenix eyes gently, remembering the appearance of the beating guard, still saying nothing, looking ahead with a lazy expression.

He was still wearing the divine clothes he had when he was caught yesterday. Because he was seriously injured and there was no medical doctor to treat him, the blood on his body was condensed on the clothes, which looked terrible.

He was unable to wear the silkworm armor when he went to court, so he was attacked by someone. But in general, it was not because of this.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

The man's face was a little different from that girl in normal times. He lowered his head and shrank timidly in the crowd, looking inconspicuous.

However, he was able to recognize her at a glance, and even confirm that her identity was Wen Yao.

The two of them intersected in the air, and a tacit understanding emanated involuntarily. Wen Yao looked at Mo Dongliu, who was pale, and his heart suddenly felt ache.

This man is really, why did she feel so miserable that she felt so guilty!

She bit her lower lip and widened her eyes in anger. The blood-red scene hidden between her waist was already pinched in her hand.

At this moment, a large bridge appeared in front of him, and there were no guards on both sides of the bridge to take control. The water flowed rapidly under the bridge, and the people guarding the convoy had already walked up ahead.

Wen Qiu raised her chin and was proud. Just as she was about to be hummed with nothing, she felt her horse run away by a huge force. He followed it and fell from the high bridge.

"ah!"

The screams were deafening, and everyone stared at the trunk that had smashed the Wen Qiuma away in amazement, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the trunk flying.

A figure rushed away quickly, and the convoy behind shouted: "Come on, chase me!"

The people fled in scattered and everyone chased in the direction of the figure. Now, there were fewer people guarding next to the prison van.

Someone went to save Wen Qiu, while some guards approached the carriage guards. Suddenly, Mo Dongliu heard a very small sound coming from the place that was very close behind his ear.
Chapter completed!