Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 70 Succeed, Yazi will report to the crown prince!

The room is very tidy and simply furnished, in addition to the books, table, and four treasures of the study, there is also a long couch for chatting and resting while dealing with official duties.

There is no light in the house, and the visual ability of martial arts practitioners is better than that of ordinary people even at night. Taking advantage of the silence around, Su Rao started to search.

She searched very carefully, and the moved utensils and ornaments returned to their positions after inspection, even the angles and directions were exactly the same.

Finally, after half-checking, she found the secret compartment hidden under the table case.

Inside was a booklet.

There were still traces of rubbing on it, and the cover was slightly damp to the touch, as if caused by sweat stains. This should be what Song Daiyan came to check just now.

"It's almost time."

Su Rao didn't have time to look through it, so she stuffed the brochure into her bosom, left Nanzhai, sneaked into the Huibin Building when no one was prepared.

At this time, there was still a while before the appointed time, and Yan Yun hadn't come back yet. She was eating snacks and drinking tea while waiting for others, while listening to the guests next to her talk about what happened just now.

"It turns out that the sudden whistle was because He Ming and others were tied up..."

Kidnappers!
Naturally, the hidden guards around Yan Yun pretended to save Mu Tianfeng as an excuse. Could she still not know whether Mu Tianfeng was in Song Daiyan's hands or not?

The sudden intervention of Shi Yi and others led to a deviation from the original plan. Anyone who can grasp the lifeline keenly and make such a decision at this time, except Yan Yun, will not think about it!
this person!
It's really wise and close like a monster!
In the midst of chaos, she can make the most powerful decision-making in the blink of an eye. Even if she is not by her side, she can see clearly and accurately grasp everyone's psychological changes and countermeasures, so as to make corresponding arrangements.

only……

With so many people present, it happened that He Ming was arrested!

Looking at the messy pavilions and courtyards below, Su Rao suddenly pulled her lips into a smile, all the unexpected 'encounters' were planned for a long time, it seems that this Mr. He is going to be unlucky!
"Son!"

Just as she was thinking about it, the housekeeper called softly not far from her. She looked around and saw Yan Yun walking slowly in brocade clothes. The bright lights fell on him, making that face even more handsome. Heroic.

That is Jin Xu, from the eyebrows to the outline, it is another person.

But in Su Rao's eyes, there are only those eyes, deep and cold, full of moonlight and stars, surrounded by clouds and green mountains, ethereal and sparse, making people look forward to it.

I can't remember wrong.

With such eyes and charm, he is the only one in the whole world.

Everyone in the building gathered to chat about the excitement of the Song Mansion today, no one noticed that there was an extra figure, Yan Yun walked back to his seat and sat down, shaking his head slightly at her.

Su Rao chuckled, and mouthed: "It's here with me."

His eyes brightened slightly, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he smiled a little, and turned to look at the heavily guarded archers below.

Thoughtful.

Su Rao asked via voice transmission, "When shall we leave?"

"Wait for someone to come back."

"Who?"

"hostage."

There was a sudden change when the guests came to the Song's house for a drink, they couldn't keep everyone in the house forever, waiting for He Ming and others to be rescued, no matter how much headache Song Daiyan had, for the guests, this matter was over.

Su Rao knew that He Ming and the others must be released in the end, otherwise the Song family would definitely chase after her. She held her chin and said, "It's a pity, it's really cheap for him to lose only two teeth."

From He Ming's blatant posture, one can tell that he is a repeat offender.

"Not necessarily."

With a smile on his face, Yan Yun said casually: "The kidnappers are in the dark. When they escape, the kidnappers don't know where to go. They don't have time to take care of it. It's not uncommon for hostages to lose their arms and legs."

"My son is wise and wise, and I admire him."

Listening to his tone, Su Rao knew that he must have ordered something else, and she couldn't help but feel some anticipation, really wanting to see He Ming's appearance when he came back.

As soon as the thought came to her mind, her stomach suddenly groaned, and she remembered that she hadn't eaten since she left the house.

"hungry?"

Yan Yun glanced at her, and said to the housekeeper, "Go find someone to bring some food."

The housekeeper responded and left, and not long after, a servant of the Song Mansion brought food. Please forgive me."

This series of changes is more exciting than storytelling, who can afford to eat and watch a play is enough.

Because of this, no one noticed that the banquet had not been held yet.

"It doesn't matter, you go to work."

Su Rao said with a smile, and waited for the servant to retreat, her eyes fell on the table full of food, then she got up and moved the light dishes to Yan Yun, and took a chopstick with each dish without politeness.

After eating, he urged Yan Yun: "The banquet in the prefect's mansion is high-end, but in terms of taste, there is nothing special about it. You'd better fill it up first, so as not to feel uncomfortable on an empty stomach."

Yan Yun didn't intend to have dinner in the Song Mansion, but seeing her taste the dishes carefully, and looked at him with a smile, so bright and eye-catching, she suddenly couldn't say the word of rejection.

"it is good!"

He picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly.

Compared to other places where people were crowded and noisy, their place was really clean, and the two of them dealt with it a few times.

Coincidentally, as soon as Su Rao put down her chopsticks, a person rushed in and shouted: "I'm back, Mr. He and the others have been rescued!"

There was an uproar from the crowd.

It is true to want to watch the excitement, and it is true to hope that this turmoil will end sooner. After all, those gangsters are bold and reckless. If they dare to kidnap He Ming and the others today, they will dare to kidnap others tomorrow.

No one wants to have their head hanging on the waistband of their trousers all the time!
Su Rao rested her chin and looked down. Seeing her like this, Yan Yun also followed her gaze. After a while, several figures stumbled in with the help of a dark man.

The others are fine, except for their messy clothes, there are no other problems.

He Ming is miserable!
He came in last, separated from the others by a long distance, his clothes were torn and scratched a lot, his hair was messy, like a beggar.

Everyone's playful eyes turned into pity when they touched him, and before they could express their comfort, a gust of wind blew in, and an unpleasant stench filled the entire yard immediately!
"Ouch! What does this smell like!"

"I'm going to vomit!"

"..."

There was a commotion underneath, as He Ming walked forward, the others retreated tacitly, avoiding him like snakes and scorpions, "Mr. He, what's on your body, why is it so smelly?"

He Ming clenched his teeth and did not speak, but the young master who was rescued with him said a few words: "Those people left us behind before they fled. Mr. He was a little unlucky, and just happened to be thrown into...the latrine..."

"So, what he's got on him is..."

Everyone stared at him in horror, and couldn't bear it any longer. The sound of vomiting came and went one after another, which was very spectacular.

Those present will never forget He Ming's angry and stern eyes at that time.

Later, people often joked about this matter, wondering why others were fine, but he was the only one suffering. For this reason, they even nicknamed the unlucky Mr. He.

- what shit!
Why do you attract people's hatred, leaving a whole body of dung in vain.

This nickname accompanied He Ming almost all the time in the second half of his life.

Of course, these are all things to say later, what shit, no, He Ming was in a hurry to find someone to take him to take a bath and change clothes, but for some reason, Song Daiyan, who was the master, never showed up...

(End of this chapter)