Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 115 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (22)

"and then?"

"From their mouths, I heard news about Young Master Tang..."

Hearing Tang Cuo's name, Mu Hanqing subconsciously clenched his palms, and even his tone became a little colder, "Go on."

"The Left Prime Minister threw Young Master Tang into a thatched cottage in the Hidden Mountain. Do you want me to rescue Young Master Tang? I am very confident that I can..."

"Rong Cuo, are you making decisions for me now?" Mu Hanqing stood up. The tenderness in his eyes that used to be filled with tenderness was gone now, and there was only coldness and murderous intent.

Hearing his words, Rongcuo knelt down in front of him with a thud, "I have overstepped the bounds, please punish me, Your Majesty."

"Go to the prison to receive your punishment. Tang Cuo is just the fun I found in my boring life. If he dies, it won't shake any of my plans. I don't want to hear what you said today again." Mu Hanqing seemed to be talking to himself. He lowered his eyes and looked at his palms. "Get up."

"Yes." Hearing his words, Rongcuo slowly stood up, then turned around and walked out.

As night fell, Mu Hanqing did not feel sleepy at all. He still sat cross-legged at the desk, holding a broken bamboo slip in his hand. He seemed to be studying it seriously, but in fact, his attention had long been directed to who knows where else.

Mu Hanqing put down the bamboo slips in his hand, then slowly stood up and left the study.

The moonlight poured onto the ground, forming a silvery-white path, silhouetted against the figure of Mu Hanqing, who walked on the cobblestone path.

I am wandering aimlessly, yet I always feel empty inside.

On the other side, in the pitch-black dark environment, the sound of water falling all around hit Tangcuo's eardrums, and the pain in his body became more and more obvious.

Looking at the large pool of blood below him, Tang Cuo couldn't help but blink, "Xiao Ye, if this goes on, will I bleed to death?"

[No, host. The system has monitored your physical condition and provided emergency treatment. Although you will still feel pain, your life will not be in danger...]

"Can you monitor the situation over there with Mu Hanqing? I want to see what this old fellow is doing?" Tang Cuo lowered his eyes a little.

[OK, processing host's request, please close your eyes, the system will share your vision.]

Hearing his voice, Tang Cuo quickly closed his eyes. As the scene in front of him changed, he saw Mu Hanqing standing alone in the dark night.

His back was straight and his figure was outstanding. He was dressed in black and seemed to blend into the night. His brows were slightly frowned, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

Tangcuo retracted his vision and opened his eyes, and found himself back in the small dark room. [Host, the system has replanned an escape route for you. We will find a chance to take you away from here within 24 hours. Please maintain your strength...]

"Okay, I understand." After receiving Xiao Ye's signal, Tang Cuo nodded to himself.

The next morning, Mu Hanqing's shoulders were covered with frost after standing in the dark all night, and the biting cold penetrated into his clothes.

He walked to the meeting place in the front hall. Seeing this, Taohong beside him hurriedly took a new fur coat, came to him, and held it up with both hands, "Your Highness."

Mu Hanqing glanced at the fur coat in her hand, nodded lightly, and then called out to the door, "Rongcuo."

"Your Highness." The person who heard the call hurried to his side and half bowed.

"Take a few people with you. I'm going out for a while. Go out in batches and gather three miles outside the city. Don't let anyone see you." Mu Hanqing said in a cold tone.

"Yes, I will give the order immediately."

"And you should stay in the mansion today. You don't have to follow me." Mu Hanqing raised his eyes and glanced at his back.

"Your Highness, I can..." Hearing his words, Rongcuo's voice became a little hurried.

"You have just been punished. Staying in the mansion can not only help me hide from others, but also will not be a burden to me." Mu Hanqing's face was serious, and his tone did not leave any room for maneuver.

"Yes, then please, Your Majesty...please be careful and safe."

"Yeah." After he finished speaking, Mu Hanqing took the lead and walked towards the rockery.

The rockery in Prince Rong's Mansion leads to a shop hidden in the back street, which can reduce the surveillance of spies and thus carry out secret operations.

Mu Hanqing did not hesitate and left Prince Rong's Mansion through the secret door behind the rockery. He had a hat covered with black gauze on his head, hiding his face.

Then he quickly moved towards the city gate...

At the same time, in the thatched cottage in Yinshan, a basin of cold water was poured directly on Tangcuo's face, waking him up.

Several people put Tang Cuo down who was hanging in the air. Looking at the iron hook between his collarbone, Ling Jie reached out and pulled the chain. The blood that had originally solidified was torn apart again after he pulled it.

Ling Si took a blood-stained whip and pulled it hard with both hands, making a tense hitting sound.

He walked forward slowly, and the hand holding the whip lifted Tang Cuo's chin, "You protected Mu Hanqing so much, and now you have become like this, why doesn't he come to save you?"

His tone was sharp, and his eyes were filled with undisguised resentment.

Seeing that Tang Cuo didn't say anything, Ling Si became a little furious. He took a step back, then raised the whip in his hand and swung it hard at Tang Cuo.

The whip made a "snapping" sound when it touched flesh. Tang Cuo felt severe pain in his limbs, and a hint of helplessness gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Xiao Ye, it still hurts..." Tang Cuo's voice seemed to be tinged with tears, "It really hurts..."

"I don't want to do this anymore, I want to leave here..."

[Host, host, Xiaoye is here. Xiaoye knows that the host is in pain. Wait a little longer until they leave here. Xiaoye will take the host away. We will not attack him.] The system's voice was tinged with a sense of urgency.

After a long time, Ling Si stopped what he was doing. Perhaps he was a little tired. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his head and casually threw the whip aside.

At this time, Tang Cuo's clothes were tattered, and his body was covered with whip marks that could not be covered one after another. Bright red blood slowly flowed out of the wounds.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves was heard at the door. Ling Jie's eyes twitched unconsciously. His sixth sense told him that something big might happen.

He hurriedly sent his younger brother out to check. Before he could take a few steps, there was a loud "bang" and the door of the dark room was kicked open by Mu Hanqing.

The imperial guards behind him immediately stepped forward and surrounded the people in front of them. Before Ling Jie and his companions could put up a resistance, they were pinned to the ground.

Mu Hanqing walked into the dark room, and what he saw was Tang Cuo's broken body and bloody wounds. His eyes shrank in disbelief.

Tang Cuo reluctantly raised his head, looked at the familiar figure coming against the light, and smiled imperceptibly, "My Lord, you are here..."