The plot of Quick Wear is always wrong

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Yin Mochu asked someone to bring a horse, and without even changing his clothes, he directly tied a cloak and went out of the palace. He ordered his secret guards to search as well, and not to let go of any place related to the third prince.

He rushed out, constantly thinking about the place where the third brother was in the capital. He and Yin Mojing had just cleared it out some time ago, and now he really didn't know where he would hide him.

He rushed into the downtown area, but the horse could not move forward, so he got off and asked around like a headless fly. However, the capital was too big, and he couldn't get any results after searching around. For a moment, he just hated himself for not being able to keep an eye on the third brother's movements all the time.

"Your Highness, someone has been arrested over there."

Someone came to report the news, Yin Mochu frowned, very anxious.

"He claimed to be a butcher nearby, but he was very concerned about our movements. He started fighting with us without even asking us a few questions. His behavior was very suspicious."

The secret guard explained what he had discovered one by one. Yin Mochu responded and the secret guard led him into an alley.

There were some dilapidated houses over there, which had not been renovated for a long time and were already overgrown with weeds. When he turned the corner, he saw his men escorting a man. The man had a scar on his eye and looked very familiar.

It seems I have seen him with the third brother.

Yin Mochu took two quick steps and before he got close, he saw blood oozing from the corner of the man's mouth. The secret guard next to him hurriedly removed his jaw, but it was still a step too late.

"He committed suicide by taking poison..."

Qi Xiu huddled in a corner and vaguely heard a sound coming from the roof. He felt a chill all over his body, the cold penetrating into his bones, without any warmth at all.

Lian Yueming had been living like this for the past twenty years. Except for going out for a walk when the weather was warm, he spent the rest of his time soaking in medicinal baths. Lian Yueming didn't like this kind of life, and neither did he.

Qi Xiu lowered his eyes and listened to 818 telling him about the situation outside in his sea of consciousness.

[The prince's men have found the vicinity, and the third prince's assassins are now evacuating. Host, hold on! ]

Its voice was very lively, trying to stir up Qi Xiu's emotions, but Qi Xiu did not answer. He just lowered his head and buried his face in his knees.

Seeing the host like this, 818 felt very uncomfortable, so it stopped making any noise and didn't disturb him anymore.

There was a commotion outside, as if someone was coming. He heard the sound getting closer and closer and wanted to stand up, but his legs and feet were numb and his whole body was cold and even a little weak. Qi Xiu held on to the wall and felt like he was paralyzed.

"Let's go there and take a look."

Hearing voices outside, Qi Xiu stretched out his hands and took a step forward.

“Bang!”

The door was suddenly kicked and shook. Qi Xiu opened his mouth and shouted.

"Qi Heng..."

After shouting, he realized something was wrong and shouted again.

"Yin Mochu..."

But his voice was too soft. Qi Xiu pursed his lips and felt a little dizzy, probably because he had been sitting there for too long. He bent his fingers, climbed the wall, and tried to walk to the door.