Why doesn't this king's concubine compete for favor?

Chapter 23

Shu Ling would think this way, others would too, Qiu Yuebai would even more so, if Qiu Yuebai knew the truth, then what should I do.

In a state of exhaustion and trance, Jiang Xin waited until dark.

Ask Zhuqing again:
"Is there any progress on Qiaoqiao? Is the prince back?"

Zhuqing replied:

"Qiaoqiao still doesn't speak. I heard from the guards in the front yard that the prince may not be returning home tonight."

Jiang Xin is more at ease now, Qiu Yuebai often spends the night in the Supervision Department, he probably wants to investigate Situ Yong's matter, and he will not let him know about the matter of the palace for the time being, so tonight can't be wasted.

So she yawned and said to Zhuqing:
"I'm sleepy and want to sleep, you all go down, you don't have to go into the house to serve at night if you have nothing to do."

Zhuqing felt that the nobleman was quite frightened today, and it was normal to want to rest early, so she hurriedly made the bed and turned on the lamp, and retreated with the other maids.

Jiang Xin was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, but she did not feel sleepy at all. She seriously recalled the structure of the palace, the novels she wrote and the palace she designed. She was very familiar with every place, and soon a map of the palace, Just finished sketching in my mind.

She has already designed her own route to go to the inner prison and avoid the guards. There is a shortcut: go out from the Nuanyang Hall, bypass the Yunteng Hall, and pass through the Hongyun Pavilion to the big backyard. The innermost part of the big backyard is the inner prison. Qiaoqiao was locked there.

When it was late at night, Jiang Xin got up cautiously, pricked up her ears and listened, but there was no movement outside, knowing that Zhuqing and the others were indeed not guarding the vicinity, but she didn't dare to go to the main door, so she turned out the window.

The midnight has passed, and the summer night is still sultry. At this time, all the maids and nurses in Nuanyang Temple are asleep except for those on duty. Only the guards outside are still patrolling. She cleverly avoided the planned routes one by one, and by the time she passed through layers of palace buildings and arrived at the big backyard, she was already sweating.

But Jiang Xin was not in a hurry to go to the inner prison, because the inner prison was guarded extremely strictly, and the main entrance would definitely not be able to enter, so she could only take a slanted path and take a secret path!

Jiang Xin had to admire her own wisdom, she loved to write secret passages in novels before, and it was not because she liked to play escape rooms.

Jiang Xin groped to a rockery, and most people couldn't find the entrance at all. Jiang Xin groped into it in the dark. The reality was crueler than imagined. No one had ever been there before, and there were foul-smelling mud and weeds everywhere. , Jiang Xin wanted to persuade herself to quit as soon as she got in, but she thought that she would come here all night, and she would not find such a good opportunity in the future. If she didn't ask Qiaoqiao clearly today, how could she feel at ease.

So he pinched his nose and walked inside bravely.

It was dark and slippery all the way, Jiang Xin supported the wall, her tentacles were all sticky and greasy, it was really disgusting, but fortunately Jiang Xin was not a delicate lady, she was not afraid of nausea or insects, so she simply let go of her hands and feet, the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, and arrived soon into the inner prison.

The inner prison is quiet, although the guard is there, but dozing off.

Jiang Xin simply took off her shoes, took a pair of Hunan embroidered shoes, and ran over without making a sound.

There is no one else locked up in the women's cell of the inner prison, only Qiaoqiao, and Jiang Xin quickly finds it. Through the iron railing, Jiang Xin sees Qiaoqiao's thin body curled up in the corner, with blood-stained wounds all over her body.

It was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, Jiang Xin felt pity in her heart, but was soon repelled by Qiaoqiao's fierce eyes that suddenly opened her eyes.

(End of this chapter)