Watching the blue butterfly gradually flapping its wings, hiding in the dark night.
Mo Jiecheng put his long arms around Ji Wanrong's slender waist, then put his toes a little on the ground, used Qinggong, and followed the butterfly.
The night was as cold as water, and the cold moonlight cast a silvery white light on the land of the capital. Because of the curfew, there was no one on the streets at all.
Mo Jiecheng and Ji Wanrong were wearing night clothes and hiding in the night. They were so fast that almost no one could catch them.
Ji Wanrong was carried high into the air by Mo Jiecheng and experienced Qinggong for the first time.
At first, there was still a feeling of weightlessness, but after getting used to it, Ji Wanrong fell in love with this feeling of coming and going freely.
Except for the hand on her waist.
"How long have you been practicing Qing Gong?" Ji Wanrong asked.
"I've been learning since I entered the military camp." Mo Jiecheng turned to look at her, with a bit of pride in his bright eyes.
It turns out to be a child's skill.
Ji Wanrong silently gave up the idea of learning Qing Gong.
"What? You want to learn too? I can teach you, but you have to pay the tuition." Mo Jiecheng chuckled and was rolled over by Ji Wanrong again.
Mo Jiecheng tightened his grip on Ji Wanrong's slender waist.
While the two were talking, the butterfly had already flown down without paying attention.
It looks like we are reaching our destination.
Mo Jiecheng's face gradually became solemn, and he followed the movements of the butterfly as he slowly descended, and saw the familiar Prince Chu's Mansion.
It wasn't until the butterfly landed on an open space in Prince Chu's Mansion that Mo Jiecheng brought Ji Wanrong to the ground.
After Mo Jiecheng put the butterfly back into the white porcelain vase, he took Ji Wanrong and jumped up to the treetop.
As a thief, Mo Jiecheng was very familiar with what he did.
The dense branches and leaves of the big tree in the sky completely covered the two people. Ji Wanrong breathed a sigh of relief and began to observe the surrounding situation.
It was quiet all around. Ji Wanrong looked towards the field in front of him and saw rows of fences and pillars under the moonlight.
This is the stable of Prince Chu's Mansion. There are many precious horses in it, but it's quiet, probably because the horses are sleeping soundly.
Next to the stables are rows of houses, which look completely different from the stables. They are very luxurious. They should be specially used to park carriages, which is their purpose.
Looking at the situation in front of him, Ji Wanrong turned his head and looked at Mo Jiecheng. Both of them saw shock in the other's eyes.
They originally thought that Mo Junfeng would cover up, but they didn't expect that he would be so confident and park his suspicious carriage here openly.
After Mo Jiecheng tested the surrounding atmosphere and made sure there was no ambush, he took Ji Wanrong to the ground.
He first went to test the closed door of the house next to the stable. The house was very tall and had overhanging eaves. It was incompatible with the surroundings.
Mo Jiecheng touched the door of the house and was about to fumble for the locked lock.
Ji Wanrong stopped him silently, then summoned a pair of rubber gloves from the space and told him to put them on.
Mo Jiecheng's eyes lit up. After putting on the rubber gloves quickly, he took out a silver wire from his chest and started to open the lock.
Ji Wanrong also put on a pair of gloves.
In just two breaths, Mo Jiecheng actually opened the lock, and then pulled Ji Wanrong into the house.
The wooden door was quickly closed, and the room was dark. Ji Wanrong suddenly felt a completely different chill. Through the moonlight outside the window, he could barely see the outlines of several carriages in front of him.
Then, a hissing sound was heard, and Mo Jiecheng opened the fire certificate he carried with him, and only then did Ji Wanrong see everything in front of him clearly.
Directly opposite the two people was the carriage that Mo Junfeng had used in the morning. Besides that one, there were three different carriages parked in this tall building.
The appearance of the carriage was different from the one they had seen before, but there were four guhuo birds parked on the four corners, and the bottom was also made of black iron.
In addition, there are several exquisite and gorgeous vases placed around the house.
Countless birds looked dark and gloomy in the swaying firelight, and a sinister wind blew in the room, making the whole room feel a little strange.
Ji Wanrong rubbed his slightly cold hands to warm them up, and then took the fire certificate handed over by Mo Jiecheng: "I'll go take a look at the carriage, and you'll be watching outside."
Mo Jiecheng nodded, walked in front of Ji Wanrong, and cautiously opened the curtain of the carriage. After making sure there was nothing strange inside, he held Ji Wanrong's hand.
As soon as he opened the curtain, Ji Wanrong smelled the smell of disinfectant on Mo Junfeng's body very sensitively.
As soon as the carriage door curtain fell, the light source outside was cut off. Ji Wanrong opened the fire cover and walked into the carriage with her waist bent.
She raised the fire fold and carefully observed the layout inside. There was a soft couch and a small table inside the carriage. There was also an unfinished chess game placed on the small table. Under the soft couch was a blanket, also light green. .
There is nothing particularly unusual about the entire layout, and the light green combination looks fresh and elegant.
But when Ji Wanrong looked at this spotless carriage, he always felt that something was wrong.
She summoned the shoe covers from the space, bit on the fire stick and put them on before stepping onto the carpet.
Stepping onto the carpet, Ji Wanrong realized what was wrong with him before.
This carriage is really too short!
Originally, he saw a tall carriage outside, but when Ji Wanrong came in, he had to duck in.
In the past, she didn't need to bend down when she got on the carriage in Mojie City.
Thinking of this, Ji Wanrong slowly squatted down, groped for the marks under the carpet, and then tapped lightly.
Two muffled thumps came from under the carpet.
Sure enough, it is hollow!
Ji Wanrong's face gradually became serious. He walked to the edge and lifted half of the carpet. What he saw was a thick iron plate under the carpet, and there was a long gap in the center of the iron plate.
There must be some mechanism down there.
Ji Wanrong's eyes lit up, then he raised his head and looked around, finally focusing on the jade chessboard on the small table.
She quickly walked to the soft couch, held both sides of the chessboard with her gloved hands, and then turned it gently.
Ji Wanrong heard a very light "click" sound in his ears.
She turned her head and saw the iron plates under the carpet slowly opening from both sides.
When Ji Wanrong saw clearly what was under the iron plate, his eyeballs seemed to have been burned and his face turned pale.
