On the way back, Lu Yun thought carefully about what Yang Xiyong said.
When he settled in the palace, he earned face, but whose face did he earn?
It stands to reason that the first suspect must be Bai Qingwang, but Bai Qingwang is already dead, and he was killed by him himself!
So who else?
The third prince?
Lao Zongling?
correct!
Thinking of this, Lu Yun suddenly remembered that he had saved a maid from that old man.
Could this be what Yang Xiyong was talking about?
do not care!
At worst, I'll go to Prince Ding's Mansion tonight to find out.
The matter turned out to be Lu Yun's fault, and he would never hide!
Back at Yuexin Palace, Concubine Wu was probably too tired from some exercise last night and was sleeping in her cage. Lu Yun did not disturb her.
As soon as he was about to go back to the house, he saw the palace maid Xiaorou cleaning the floor, but her expression seemed worried.
"Xiaorou?" Lu Yun walked to her side and called out.
"ah?"
Xiaorou was startled, but then she realized what she was doing and saluted immediately: "I've met Eunuch Lu!"
Lu Yun waved his hand, and the powerful fluctuations of energy and blood gathered all the fallen leaves around them together, and finally sent them to her feet.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu!"
Xiaorou's attention was drawn back. She clenched the broom tightly and lowered her head, not daring to look up at Lu Yun.
"Are you worried?" Lu Yun asked softly.
"Ah! No...no!"
"Really do not have?"
"No, no..." Xiaorou still denied, but her voice became smaller and smaller.
"Really? Then I'm leaving." Lu Yun said and was about to leave.
Xiaorou looked at Lu Yun's leaving figure, bit her lip, and had a fierce ideological struggle in her mind.
Finally, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and shouted: "Eunuch Lu, wait a minute!"
"Are you willing to talk now?" Lu Yun smiled.
He came to Xiaorou's side in a flash.
"Yeah." Xiaorou nodded.
"Okay, come into my room and talk."
When night fell, a figure flew out from Yuexin Palace and flew towards Prince Ding's Mansion.
The dark golden light armor quickly wrapped him up, and the hidden armor in the "Eight Transformations of the Dragon" was also activated, making Lu Yun perfectly blend into the night.
The witch's cloak covers it, and the dark golden dragon pattern hem dances in the wind.
"Eunuch Lu, I have a friend in Prince Ding's Mansion named Xiaoyu..."
"We have a very good relationship. After the slave came to Yuexin Palace, we still exchanged letters. But starting some time ago, Xiaoyu's letters have stopped..."
"My slave was worried about her safety and sent many letters, but all of them were lost in the sea..."
"Please, Mr. Lu, please save her..."
"She must have encountered some danger, it must be like this..."
The night was like water, Lu Yun jumped out of the Forbidden City, climbed onto the roof, and ran silently on the ridge, with the words Xiaorou said echoing in his mind.
Paper lanterns were hung in front of each wealthy family's compound, and the houses in the compound emitted a hazy, dim yellow light.
Occasionally, the sound of human voices mixed with the sound of dogs barking could be heard.
Almost reaching the destination, Lu Yun quickly jumped off the roof and walked along the wide alley.
Finally, he stopped in front of a mansion. Through the faint light of the lantern, he could see the words "Dingwangfu" on the plaque above.
"Let us see what dirt is inside."
Lu Yun did not continue to think about it. He walked around the wall of the mansion, leaned against the wall and listened. When he heard no movement, he jumped lightly and climbed over the wall without even using any force.
He glanced inside the wall and found no trace of anyone. After reaching the top, his body began to fall.
He just stepped on the wall, and his body was as light as a wild goose flying into the courtyard.
Landing silently, Lu Yun leaned against the wall and looked around cautiously. After finding nothing unusual, he began to walk around the house.
The invisible armor on his body keeps changing color with the dim light and shadow, and coupled with the blessing of the witch's cloak, even if he occasionally encounters the guard patrolling the courtyard, he cannot find the hidden figure of Lu Yun, the infiltrator.
However, Lu Yun still maintained due caution and would not get carried away just because of the double protection.
Are there too many incidents of boats capsizing in the gutter?
Lu Yun entered the west front yard and stopped in front of a west wing room.
The window lattice of the room was covered with white window paper, and there was a slightly dim light inside.
"Help, help... please spare me, I'm really dying..."
Faint sounds of begging for mercy came from inside.
Lu Yun's eyes turned cold, this is it!
It seems that Xiaorou is right to worry!
Squeak!
The door was opened, and a man in regular clothes walked out. He was white-faced and tall, and he was clearly the same Yang Xiyong who had spoken harsh words to Lu Yun this morning.
There was an abnormal flush on his face, and there was an extremely strong lust in his eyes.
"Lord Zong Ling, you take your time and play, let's go get the big one first." After Yang Xiyong finished speaking, he left humming a ditty.
Lu Yun was not found hiding behind a tree.
Lu Yun did not act rashly, and only teleported into the house after he was gone.
"Baby, don't be afraid, wait until I show you a little baby, hehe."
With that said, Zong Ling Li Ruoyuan untied his belt, revealing his drooping male features.
Xiaoyu, Xiaorou's partner, was now covered in blood, her lips were white, and she was extremely haggard. She was lying on the ground with her hands tied behind her back.
The wooden donkey on the side was covered with blood, and some of it had even condensed into blood scabs. It was obvious that Xiaoyu had been subjected to this inhuman treatment for some time.
"Yeah! Yeah!"
Suddenly, Xiaoyu's eyes, which were as still as dead water, suddenly seemed to have light, and she began to slowly raise her head.
"What's wrong, are you particularly excited to see my little baby? Do you want to have a taste, hehehe!" The expression on Li Ruoyuan's face was like a chrysanthemum, extremely shrunken.
"It's disgusting, but your baby is indeed small enough. You have the nerve to show it out just like this. Our whole family is blushing for you!"
An inappropriate voice sounded.
"Who is it? Um..."
Li Ruoyuan was startled suddenly. The small thing shrank even more after being frightened. He was knocked unconscious before he could turn his head away.
Lu Yun looked at the frightened Xiaoyu, took off his mask, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, Xiaorou asked me to save you."
"Xiao Rou?"
A smile finally appeared on Xiaoyu's pale face: "Really? That's great, that's great, ugh..."
As she said this, she actually started crying.
Lu Yun tore off the rope on Xiaoyu's hand, took out the knife he was wearing from Li Ruoyuan's waist, and handed it to Xiaoyu.
"The next time is yours, take revenge if you have any grudges, and retaliate if you have any grudges!"
