Chapter 382: I don't owe him anything

The imperial palace is naturally heavy, because the imprisonment inside is imprisoned by the imperial court, so the defense is not ordinary and careful, three steps one post, five steps one whistle.
At the gate of the prison, Yunyin encountered obstacles from the guards.
The guard looked embarrassed and bowed to Yun Yin for months: "Master Jing, Long live the command, today is a good day for you, you cannot come to visit the prison, because you are contaminated by the obscurity in the prison. Please go back, Come back tomorrow. "
Yunyin frowned slightly: "My king doesn't care about these. Don't worry, my king will go back, not stay in it for long."
His time is also urgent, and there are several rituals to be completed tonight ...
The guard still did not dare to take the initiative, and still shook his head: "Master Jing, it is not a small unwillingness to coexist, it is indeed a long lived Lord who once commanded that if a small one lets you in, the small head will fall, and you have the right to spare the small one. It ’s a fatal life. Besides, it ’s just one night, why is n’t the Lord coming back tomorrow? This is a serious and horrible thing. The lord ’s good days really taint the badness in it ...

Seeing him like this, there is no room for accommodation.
Yun Yin Lianyue and Luo Qingyu talked to him a few more words, but the guard today seemed to have eaten the scales, iron and heart, oil and salt did not enter, and they would not let them in anyway.
Although Yun Yin Lianyue and Luo Qingyu had a kung fu, they were the royal cell after all. They did not want to rebel, so they could not break in. Had to scoop it out.
Although Yun Yin continued to apologize for Luo Qingyu, there was no way.
He still had a lot to do when he went back, and he couldn't delay it too long. The two agreed on the time to visit the prison tomorrow, and they broke up.
Watching Yun Yin leave the horse for a month, Luo Qingyu sighed, remembering the family who was still waiting for news in Yefu Yimenpan, she rubbed her forehead with a headache, and didn't want to go back for a moment.
Go down the road and unknowingly walk to the moat.
Although the weather was freezing cold, the water in the moat was not frozen, and sparkling in the twilight.
Luo Qingyu was standing by the moat, her heart was a little irritable, and she picked up a stone and threw it into the river.
She was still drifting, the small stones jumped a few times in the river, making ripples one after another ...
She hasn't hit the water for a long time. Now she has some hands. She used to be able to play a stone for more than a dozen. Now, after eight or nine hits, she slammed and sank.
She was invigorating and played seven or eight times again, and gradually found the time to master.
When the last one popped up, I jumped twenty on the water!
Sure enough, this internal strength has increased, and the strength of the hand is easier to grasp, and more able to grasp the heat ...
She was about to make persistent efforts. When a stone in her hand was unexploded, a stone suddenly swept away, jumping like an elf on the water, and jumping for fifty or sixty times on the water. Launch.
Luo Qingyu subconsciously looked in the direction of the stone, and saw a white coat not far from him. The silver mask flashed a faint light in the night ...