The dead man looked solemn and his body remained motionless.

Wen Yao sighed a pity and said to Mo Wuyun: "It's because they are disobedient, don't blame me."

She wanted to do something, Mo Wuyun widened her eyes and struggled desperately, but her wrists were as solid as rocks, as the silver needle was about to pierce his face.

Mo Wujun attached great importance to his handsome appearance and immediately shouted at the dead man in the air: "If something happens to me, I will definitely ask you when I go back!"

His words still have some effect, and the leader of the deceased soldier said, "Slow down, don't hurt His Highness the Third Prince."

The gaze in Wen Yao's eyes flashed slightly, and he vaguely felt the other party's attention to Mo Wuyun.

Wen Yao heard Shen Lian say one thing about the dead soldiers in the Northern Song Dynasty imperial city that they only obeyed the emperor's orders and no one could stop them from doing their tasks.

Unless, the person who was hurt is the crown prince.

So... the emperor has already secretly appointed the prince?

The guards brought behind Mo Wuyun saw Wen Yao approaching and retreated with weapons one by one.

Mo Dongliu jumped down from the roof, stopped beside Wen Yao, and helped her guard her back.

The two of them slowly left the crowd one after another, and retreated into an alley under everyone's eyes. Wen Yao whistled, and the two fast horses ran over from somewhere, and stayed at the small one.

End of the alley.

"Prince, let's go."

She was about to take Mo Wuyun on the horse, but Mo Dongliu frowned and said, "I'll do it."

While speaking, someone else had already come to Mo Wuyun, knocked him out and threw him on his horse's back, and turned over and sat on him.

Mo Wuyun was being carried on the horse like a package, and Wen Yao felt dizzy when he looked at it.

"This...is a little bit bad."

After all, he is a current prince, and being hung here like this will be somewhat harmful.

Mo Dongliu had a cold face: "It's just a hostage, can you still enjoy VIP treatment?"

What's more, he couldn't ride with Wen Yao, how could he give up such an opportunity?

Wen Yao didn't say much, and grabbed the reins and set off immediately. The two of them ran out of the city with a whip. Countless imperial guards and secret guards also followed suit.

Inside the palace, the queen was sitting in the bedroom and resting.

There was a palace maid next to her pouring tea. She pinched the tea cup with her bare hands and blew away the tea leaves on it: "How is it going? Did Wen Yao catch it?"

The maid shook her head and was about to speak when she saw a little eunuch outside rushing in and kneeling on the ground: "Report that the Queen is in trouble, and His Highness the Third Prince was taken as a hostage!"

The head roared, and the queen's face changed drastically. She said with anger in her tone: "Didn't you tell me to guard him and not let him go out casually?"

Both of them had the best martial arts skills. Even if they had guards around her, she was not very worried about Mo Wuyun's safety. But now, the worst thing she had always thought about still happened.

She frowned and looked sad.

"It seems that Wen Yao doesn't plan to give up."

"Empress, what should we do? Now that the prince is in the other party's hands, what if there is a three-length and two-length short-length..."

The queen raised her hand and slapped the eunuch who was talking in the face: "What a long and a little bit, he is the future crown prince. There will never be any accident, nor will it happen."

The eunuch covered his face and dared not speak, and only looked at the queen with inquiring eyes.

The queen paced back, and the worry in her eyes became even stronger. She suddenly thought of something: "Concubine Shu, yes... Come find Concubine Shu over quickly. I want to use her to exchange her for her son!"

Wen Yao used his skills to use his own way to use his skills very cleverly.

She had no intention of leaving with a guilty body, but now the Northern Song Dynasty imperial city is no longer a reasonable place, and she needs to use some means to achieve her goals.

I have to say that the queen gave her an incomparable inspiration and made her do this.

Inside the dark alley.

Who would have thought that the two people who had already left the imperial city had returned through some channels.

Mo Wuyun was tied to a chair by a rope. When he opened his eyes, he saw the dark little house. There was no window here, only a door directly opposite. There was a faint candlelight on the wall. The weak light made people unable to see the surroundings.

view.

He had already woken up at this time and kept shouting loudly in the room.

"Wen Yao, you should release this prince soon, otherwise I will definitely let you die without a place to bury!"

"You beg for mercy now, I can still keep you a whole body..."

"Wen Yao, get out of this prince!"

He was very loud, as if he was deliberately attracting other people's attention.

Wen Yao stood at the door, obviously hearing his yell. She looked to Shen Lian and said, "Is there any way to calm him down?"

Shin Lian curled her lips and smiled, then walked in.

After a moment, the sound inside stopped indeed. Wen Yao then pushed open the door and walked inside, looking at Mo Wuyun at this time.

Who would have thought that after going around in circles, the third prince who is now high-ranking will become her prisoner.

Mo Wuyun's eyes were a little hazy, and her face was covered with slap marks.

A little blood was spilled out of the corners of the mouth and nose, and his cheeks were red, swollen and ugly, and it looked a little scary.

The dark blue color that was originally beaten has not healed yet, but this time it has added a lot of colors. No wonder he stopped shouting, it was so painful that he couldn't shout it out.

But he stared at Wen Yao with a resentful look, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be emerging.

Wen Yao didn't want to stand in front of him and talk, but moved a chair and sat opposite him.

"Although the goal this time is to rob the prison car, the real purpose is you. If you don't come, I will only lose half of it."

Mo Wuyun's regretful intestines were about to turn green.

"mean."

Wen Yao smiled and said, "But no matter how despicable it is, the queen, at least you are voluntarily baited with this matter, but what about Ying'er and the others? A group of innocent orphans around ten years old were actually used to threaten people like chess pieces by you.

, I really don’t know if you and your mother have this thing.”

Mo Wuyun narrowed her eyes when scolded, but she could not refute Wen Yao's words.

He himself was somewhat opposed to this matter, but the queen did this entirely for his sake.

Mo Wuyun could only turn her head and say nothing, ignoring her appearance.

Wen Yao said: "The prince and I were really wronged. The military book that the queen searched was deliberately designed to frame us. I hope that the prince can give me and the prince a certificate!"

Mo Wuyun smiled when he heard this. He finally understood what Wen Yao was thinking.

"Let this prince testify for you? You are simply dreaming."

Wen Yao smiled slightly: "No, I'm just here to tell you, not to ask for your consent."

Mo Wuyun looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Wen Yao stood up, looking around with beautiful eyes. Even Mo Wuyun, the prince who was used to seeing beauty, had to admit that this woman's face was really perfect.

She took out a small box from her sleeve.

There was a white pill inside the box, and something could be seen vaguely moving inside the pill.

Mo Wuyun widened her eyes and kept dodging backwards: "What is this? Wen Yao, what are you going to give this prince?"

Wen Yao lowered his eyes: "I didn't want to use this method, but you are very disobedient, Your Highness."

She could see how bad she was in Mo Wuyun's eyes now. I'm afraid that her current face had become a well-deserved villain in his heart.

The two of them were originally enemies, and they shouldn't have had any entanglement at the beginning. If it weren't for the queen and he were greedy for the little things that were about her, the original owner would not have died because of it.

He pinched his chin with one hand, and Wen Yao fed him the things without blinking.

Mo Wuyun kept coughing, but his body was tied up and he couldn't even move.

He blushed in pain, and Mo Wuyun glared at Wen Yao in anger. His eyes were extremely murderous intent, and at this moment he seemed to be enduring humiliation.

"This is the son Gu that the Empress Dowager gave to the three princes back then. King Ying died. It happened that the mother Gu distributed another son Gu and placed it on you."

"What mother-child Gu, your vicious thoughts actually poisoned me."

Wen Yao stared at his mist face, but his eyes were cold and ruthless: "So you have to think about whether you want me to help. This letter Gu has no medicine to solve. As long as the mother Gu dies, the son Gu will definitely die. So

If you can go back, kill me!"

She smiled, neither shocked nor angry.

Mo Wuyun was trembling all over, but he had no choice but to let Wen Yao have no choice. His words made him dizzy, but at this time he remembered why the three princes joined forces with Wen Yao to steal military books, and the truth he guessed was getting farther and worse.

Becoming closer.

The corners of his lips trembled slightly, and the resentment in his eyes was so awaiting to suck Wen Yao into blood and flesh: "I understand, this is all your trick."

Wen Yao nodded: "So what?"

She still likes to see him hate her but can't get rid of her.

Wen Yao ignored Mo Wuyun's thoughts: "The Queen will definitely arrange someone tomorrow to exchange for Concubine Shu with you. I will go there in person. As for whether you want me to die, it will be up to you, Your Highness, you will be the prince.

I feel in a mood."

She left these words and did not care about Mo Wuyun anymore. After leaving the room, the smile on her face slowly faded away and she breathed a relaxed tone.

Shen Lian waited for a long time, and saw her relaxed look, and knew that things must be done: "Since you finished speaking, go see the prince. He woke up and was looking for you everywhere."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly turned her head and couldn't help laughing: "Look, isn't this coming?"

Wen Yao turned his head unexpectedly and saw Mo Dongliu standing in the pavilion wearing a light and wide regular suit. Mo hair flew up and his long eyebrows were on his temples, and his tall figure cast a moonlight on the ground.

There was no blood on his thin lips. Mo Dongliu strode close, frowning slightly: "If you don't accompany me, you have the intention to accompany other men."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows. He was jealous and had something wrong: "I'm here..."

"ah..."
Chapter completed!