She patiently listened to the movement outside the door in the quilt. After a while, she took a deep breath, lifted the quilt, jumped out of the bed, put on her clothes quickly, walked to the window, and her black eyes looked out from the gap in the window, and swept the yard around.

Chu Moran seemed to have sent Chu Beijie out and did not stand outside.

Her small lips curled up a sly smile, turned to the table to pick up the herbs and grind them quickly.

"The ** medicine of the unique secret recipe, plus thunderbolts." She thought to herself, "There are not many guards in the dungeon of the royal palace, so she should be able to deal with it."

Take out the thunder bullet that I had worked hard to make for a long time from the box hidden under the bed, and my quick movements stumbled slightly.

"He wants to know, I don't know how to hate me." His heart seemed to be pulled, and a slight pain was felt. A trace of resentment was stained on his delicate face, and he sighed, "I'm afraid of him..."

However, the worry only took a moment, and after a moment her movements returned to neatness, "Don't think about it, of course I want to help the young master and Dongzhuo."

She did it step by step according to the plan she had set early, but it took about a quarter of an hour before she was ready.

Pingting looked outside the house. Chu Moran had not come back yet, so she took the medicine and thunder bullets and walked out of the room slowly.

On a winter night, the insects had long disappeared. A sickle and moon hung in the sky, emitting a cold and faint light.

She sighed and walked towards the dungeon.

According to many days of observation, it is not difficult to avoid the orderly patrolling guards in the palace. When I occasionally meet a maid and servant, I see Pingting's familiar face, they smiled and said hello and walked away.

Pingting walked around the Kuzhu Rockery and silently arrived at the entrance of the dungeon.

The prison head was sharp-eyed and saw a figure coming from afar. After a closer look, it turned out to be "Miss Yangfeng". He greeted him and smiled, "Why is Miss Yangfeng coming? Wow, it's so cold."

"I lost my hairpin and come and look for it."

"Hairpin?" The prison head was stunned, "It's not that he fell into the room, right?"

"I've searched for it, but I haven't. I think it's probably because I fell into the dungeon." Pingting lowered her voice and said softly, "This is what the prince gave me today. I just wore it and disappeared. The prince asked tomorrow. How can I explain it? Help me and open the door and let me in and look for it."

"This..." The prisoner was embarrassed, "The dungeon is in a heavy area, you cannot let anyone in casually."

“Didn’t I just go in today?”

The prison head filled with smiles, "Girl, isn't this a difficult situation for me? What if the prince asks..."

Pingting didn't force herself and looked anxious, "Then please go in and help me see it. I'll take a closer look on the steps on the ground. I'll wait here." After that, she seemed to be suffering from the cold wind and coughed violently while covering her mouth.

The north wind was so strong that the prison head stood at the entrance of the dungeon and stomped his feet. He heard Pingting coughing violently and became worried, "It's too cold outside. Let's go back first. When I find it, I'll send it to you in person."

"No, I'll just wait here, cough cough cough... cough... I... cough... I'm anxious, my forehead is burning, and I don't feel cold." She said in a trembling voice.

The prison head hesitated. He knew that this woman was very popular with the prince. For her illness, he specially invited the famous doctor Chen Guanzhi to take charge of the prince's house. Maybe she will be their princess in the future. In such a cold day, she was asked to stand outside the dungeon and wait. If she was sick, then...

After thinking for a while, the prison head gritted his teeth and said, "Come in, be warmer inside. The girl has found it myself, so don't worry." He opened the dungeon gate, put Pingting in, and then closed the door carefully.

At the end of the dungeon, in the dark cell, Dong Zhuo was lowering his head to rest.

He didn't feel cold, his wounds were scorching, as if dozens of torches were burning at the same time. His blood-condensed clothes stuck to his body hard, and he pulled the wound with a slight movement.

He leaned against the wall to rest and tried his best to preserve his strength.

Squeak...

In the silence, the iron-cast door was gently pushed open, and a trace of light came in from the outside.

Dong Zhuo opened his eyes in a sympathetic way.

"Dongzhuo?" Pingting appeared outside the door holding a torch.

Dong Zhuo smiled at the corner of his mouth and said in a naughty tone, "I'm waiting for you." He stood up and pulled the wound, causing him to grin, and the shackles on his hands and feet sounded crisply.

Pingting flashed in, holding the key in her hand and swayed, smiling.

All the shackles were untied, Dong Zhuo asked, "Where are the people outside?"

"It's all over." Pingting's big round eyes turned with waves, and she pursed her lips, "Even thunder bullets are useless."

"Is it the unique secret recipe that almost fascinated the entire Jing'an Mansion in the past?"

Pingting raised her lips proudly, "Come with me."

After leaving the cell, the prison head and the guard fell to the ground in groups of three or three. Both of them had experienced strong winds and waves. They cleverly changed into the clothes of the guards of the royal palace. They were familiar with the road and took Dongzhuo to the horse house while the night was dark.

Before dawn, the groom was sleeping soundly.

Dong Zhuo chose two good horses, one for Pingting and the other for himself.

"It seems that Chu Beijie has not come back yet. God is really helping him." Pingting looked up at the sky, "At this time, Lao Zhang is watching the small back door. It is very easy to deal with him. You can move neatly."

At the small back door, Lao Zhang was knocking on the dozing day. The two of them left Zhenbei Palace without any danger.

When they looked at each other, they couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

They whipped their whip and thought that the farther they were from the danger, the better.

After a while, I left the city and ran wildly. I saw the scenery of the countryside. Under the gray sky, the trembling yellow grass and proud and straight dead trees jumped into my eyes.

Thinking that he was getting farther away from danger, his horse stance was slower.

Both of them were exhausted, and they dismounted and chose a place to sit down and rest.

Dong Zhuo lowered his head and thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "This question should be asked again in the future, but... Pingting, why did you enter the palace of Chu Beijie?"

Pingting's smile slacked slightly, and soon as usual, she whispered: "Come here, I'll tell you."

Dong Zhuo passed by, listened to Pingting's whisper, his expression gradually changed. After hearing it, he suddenly looked up and looked at Pingting in shock.

Pingting looked unusual, "What?"

“It’s actually like this…”

"Okay, let's talk about the main business first." Pingting said, "The prince's mansion lost the prisoner, and Chu Beijie must send a large number of pursuers. We two need one to lure the pursuers and the other to see the young master."

"Pingting, I think it's better to think twice about this."

Pingting's face turned cold and she resolutely said, "It's over here, what's there to think twice?" Without waiting for Dongzhuo to speak, she stood up straight and raised her head, "I just came out of Zhenbei Palace. I have to report to the young master for a lot of things, so I have to lead the pursuers away. I'll go east to meet the young master, and you go west. Go."

Dong Zhuo was still hesitating, Pingting had already pushed him on the horse, whipped him behind the horse, and watched the horse release his four hooves and run away.

"Young Master, Pingting can finally see you." She murmured several times, watching Dongzhuo disappear at the end of the vast plain, and then she got on the horse and moved in the predetermined direction.

Pingting was right, it was indeed snowing heavily this day. In the early morning, the sun showed its face and hid behind the clouds. In just one hour, the sky was completely covered with grayish white.

Pingting raised her head immediately and saw large pieces of snowflakes falling down.

"Ah, what a big snowflake." He reached out and caught a piece in the air. Seeing it melting in the cold red palm, Pingting showed a childlike smile.

I haven't seen such a good snow in a long time.

In previous years, at this time, the young master would repeatedly call Pingting, "Hurry, hurry up, go enjoy the snow! There is also a piano, remember to bring the piano with you."

The romantic and elegant young master, even though he is covered in dust, will he be happy for the snow, right?

She didn't move quickly, but slowly admired the pure white scenery of snowflakes rotating and falling in the sky. It turned out that a white fox cloak on the horse's back had been taken out by her.

This cloak was newly given by Chu Beijie. It seemed to be a tribute from a small country. It was indeed a good thing. She couldn't see the wind when she was worn. She expected heavy snow, so she had prepared for herself.

"Therefore, heroes appear in troubled times; the4th heroes only have beautiful women. What will happen if they are chaotic, what will happen if they are chaotic..."

The scenery is beautiful. Although it is cold, Pingting is interested and sings softly.

A faint shadow disturbed her in her mind. She smiled on her lips, but there was a little uncertain doubt in her eyes.

But the singing is still so moving.

"So he is fond of military force and becomes famous; he is famous for his success. He is never tired of deceit. He is never tired of deceit, and he is never tired of deceitful war. He is never tired of deceitful war and deceitful war..."

I couldn't help but think of Chu Beijie's angry look when he knew he was cheated.

My cheeks suddenly turned red, as if they were dyed with rouge.

That man, that man... Pingting stopped singing and sighed quietly. That man is really not enough to describe it.

It was snowing heavily for three days, and she walked east for three days.
Chapter completed!