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In the Sky Prison.

Both of Yu Qing Ao's hands and feet were tied up. His body was covered in whip marks, his flesh and blood were turned upside down, blood was scabbed, his face was pale, and a thick stream of blood was seeping out from the corner of his mouth.

Qiao Qiao had already arranged everything. He hid in the darkness of the prison with a faint smile on his lips as he looked at the familiar execution grounds outside the prison.

A few days ago, it was here that she almost died.

"Sir, sir, are you alright?"

The person who appeared at the entrance of the Sky Prison was the same person that Qiao Qiao had secretly bumped into when he was still returning to the palace from that day to chat with Yu Qing Ao. His appearance was hasty as he looked around.

"I... "I'm fine …" Yu Qing Ao struggled to lift the corners of his mouth as he looked at the man before him with eyes brimming with hope. He then looked around and saw no one suspicious. He whispered into the man's ear, "Did Master say when he would save me?"

"This …" The expression on the man's face froze as he sighed with his brows lowered. After which, he raised his eyebrows and said to Yu QingAo with an embarrassed look on his face, "Master hasn't given the order yet."

"What?" Yu Qing Ao was startled. No matter what kind of punishment he was facing in the Sky Prison, he always thought that his master would think of a way to save him. He never thought that his master would still not give him an order!

"Milord, don't be anxious. Master will definitely think of a way to save you." The man couldn't help but console Yu Qing Ao when he saw her dejected appearance.

"Scram, get out!" It was obvious that Yu QingAo had lost his patience. If not for his hands tied together, he might have punched the man in front of him.

"Lord …" The man wanted to say something but hesitated, as if he wanted to say something.

"Scram!" Yu Qing Ao was enraged, even the cross shaped wooden stake behind him began to tremble with his tone.

"Yes …" Yes, this subordinate will definitely think of a way to have Master save you! " The man's expression was serious as he spoke to Yu Qing Ao while nodding his head and bowing. After which, he immediately turned around and left.

The corner of Qiao who was in the dark suddenly curled up. Since the person who served Qing Ao did not have any intention of saving her, this situation was more advantageous to her.

She blinked at Tracer, who was on the other side, and looked at the other Imperial Secret Service member. She nodded to herself and slowly entered the prison.

"Sigh, I don't know what happened, but the emperor actually cares so much about this matter." Tracing the food in his hand, Yuan Zhou took a deep breath and walked over leisurely with the box in his hand.

The sound was not loud, but it happened to be transmitted into the Sky Prison.

"That's right, the one who just left the prison was one of the most capable Embroidered Uniform Guards by Lord Yu's side. That's why they dared to come out of the prison …" Sigh, how pitiful. "

"Sigh, as long as it's related to this matter, I'm afraid it'll be hard for them to escape death. I heard that this time the emperor's really angry." Tracing the serious face, he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"As subordinates, after following Lord Yu for so long, we have no other choice but to send him a set of food before his departure."

Tracingly curling his lips, he picked up the food box in his hand and said to the prison guard beside him in a slightly fawning manner, "We have come to deliver food for Lord Yu."

"Right." The guard responded indifferently and waved his hand, indicating that they should go in.

The words that he had heard from the two of them earlier had already entered into Qing Ao's ears.

His body suddenly quivered, he did not expect that the man would encounter an accident the moment he left the Sky Prison. Luckily, the Imperial Secret Service had people who paid them back for their favors, so he secretly bit his tongue and placed all his hope of survival on the two of them.

"Lord Yu, are you alright?" Looking back at Yu Qing Ao, his expression turned cold. He immediately put down the food in his hands and pounced towards Yu Qing Ao, "Hurry and release the bindings on master!" he whispered with a cold expression.

"Untied? Do you know he's a felon and wants to untie himself? What a joke! " The guard who was guarding the door said to Tracer with a cold expression.

After clenching his fist, he finally opened his palm and said to Yu QingAo with a face full of self-blame, "Lord Yu, your subordinate is incompetent. I can't even let you have a good meal!"

"No problem …" Yu Qing Ao said with a helpless expression.

"Sir, your subordinate will feed you." Gu Qishao lowered his eyes before taking the box in his hand and feeding the food in it to Yu Qing Ao.

The spoon grew closer and closer to Qing Ao's mouth, but Qing Ao's eyes were not on the spoon. Instead, he used his lips to speak, "West Bamboo Garden Pavilion."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he bit down on the spoon that was sent back.

"My lord!" She had understood the meaning of Qing Ao's words, and shouted out with a powerful voice.

"Remember!" Yu Qing Ao said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" After which, he once again placed the meal in his hand next to Qing Ao's lips.

"Wu ~ ~" Yu Qing Ao suddenly widened his eyes and his face turned green. He pointed a finger back and stammered, "Cuisine …" Yes... "Poison!"

Poison! Looking back, I couldn't help but be shocked. This meal was clearly prepared personally by the lady in the harem kitchen and it was personally delivered by him. This … How could there be poison!?

In an instant, Yu Qing Ao's eyes widened in shock. Black blood flowed from the corner of her lips as her head drooped down powerlessly.

Qiao Qiao who was in the dark corner of the prison had an even more surprised look on his face. This meal was prepared personally by her, how could there be poison?!

Seeing that Yu Qing Ao had already stopped breathing, she quickly walked out and stood in front of him.

"Lady, this …" Looking back, it was obvious that they had not expected the situation to turn out like this. For a moment, they were at a loss as to what to do.

"It would seem that someone wants to borrow my hand and kill me to silence me." Qiao Qiao still gave a cold smile. Even though she was on full guard, she was still taken advantage of. However, what made her not understand was what was the problem?

"But this dish was prepared by the young lady herself. How could others poison it?" Looking back, I can't figure it out.

"Looks like the person behind Yu Qing Ao has extremely deep thoughts and excellent concealing techniques." Qiao Qiao's brows were still raised up uncontrollably. He then turned his head and asked, "What did Yu QingAo tell you just now?"

"Oh, Miss. Yu Qing Ao only said four words, West Bamboo Garden Pavilion." Looking back, he almost forgot about the big matter, and said to Qiao Qiao anxiously.

"West Bamboo Garden Pavilion …" "Is there such a place in the palace?" she asked, frowning.

"Miss, I've never heard of it." She lowered her head and answered.

"West Bamboo Garden Pavilion …" Qiao Qiao was still secretly frowning and couldn't help but sink into deep thought. She had been in the palace for so long, but she had never heard of such a place. Could it be that this was the secret place between Yu Qing Ao and the master behind him?

However, if the person behind him was a person from the imperial harem, he would normally not casually leave the palace. The West Bamboo Garden would definitely be located in a certain corner of the imperial palace.

Since the palace was so large, it wouldn't be easy to find this place.

"Alright, you can go now." Qiao Qiao still waved his hand back at Qing Ao, before turning his gaze onto Qing Ao. His current method of dying was indeed too lenient.

With this thought in mind, Qiao Qiao still flicked his sleeves and walked leisurely out of the prison.

Within the palace.

Yan Mo Chen had been waiting in the inner hall for a long time, and Die'er had also been left behind by Qiao in the hall. She stood before the Emperor, trembling with fear.

"When will she be back?" Yan Mo Chen was obviously impatient from waiting and asked Die'er.

"Return …" "In reply to the Emperor, Miss didn't say anything." Die'er said with a trembling face.

"Miss? "Why do you call her Miss?" Yan Mo Chen could not help but frown his forehead, and his face revealed slight displeasure.

"Your majesty, forgive me, your majesty, please forgive me. This servant has nothing to stop you. Please calm your anger, your majesty." Die'er's leg trembled as she knelt down towards Yan Mo Chen.

"I'm asking you, why are you calling her Miss?" Was it her? "

Seeing the timid look on Die'er's face, Yan Mo Chen lost all patience. He never thought that the little girl Qiao was so submissive. He never thought that even Xiyue and Qingwu would dare to refute him on Qiao's behalf.

"Reporting to the Emperor, yes … It was Miss's permission. " Die'er lowered her head, not daring to raise it for a long time.

Yan Mo Chen did not answer and just stood with his hands behind his back. There was an unspeakable coldness on his face.

It seemed like it was time to give that woman a name. Otherwise, it would always be the young miss and the young lady in the harem. To her, it was rather inconvenient.

After a while, the sound of Qiao Qiao's heavy footsteps could be heard as she entered the Palace. Her face was dispirited, and even when she saw Yan Mo Chen, she did not show much emotion. Her mind was filled with the words West Bamboo Garden Pavilion.

"How is it?" Yan Mo Chen walked up and asked Qiao Qiao.

"Yu QingAo is dead." Joe was still frowning.

"Dead?" Although Yan Mo Chen was shocked, he let out a laugh, "There's actually someone who can do something in front of your eyes. It seems like this person has some skills as well."

Qiao Qiao raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction. Why did he keep having the feeling that there was something behind this fellow's words? Could it be that she was someone with a vicious heart and ruthless methods?

"Do you know if the West Bamboo Garden is a place in the Imperial Palace?" Qiao Qiao's eyes flashed as he asked Yan Mo Chen expectantly.

"West Bamboo Garden Pavilion …" Yan Mo Chen also muttered softly. He frowned and thought for a moment before raising his eyebrows and saying, "I've never heard of it."

"Sigh." Qiao Qiao still let out a deep sigh. How could the palace be located in a place that Yan Mo Chen and her two emperors did not know of!

It seemed like the clues about this matter were going to be cut off.

"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly ask about this place? " Yan Mo Chen also saw the disappointment in Qiao Qiao's eyes and could not help but ask.

"Before Yu QingAo died, he only said these four words." Qiao Qiao still secretly lowered his brows and spoke in a light tone.

"West Bamboo Garden Pavilion …" Yan Mo Chen muttered again. He frowned as he searched through his memories, but he still could not find the slightest impression of these four words.

Qiao Qiao still woodenly let out a breath. Yu QingAo had died, and only four words were left of him. It seemed like she had no choice but to take the blame for the poison in Jiang Lan's heart.