This is the only way to save Chang Yue’s life at the moment, and the prefect Chang will definitely not have any objections.

Xu Dongfeng glanced at Chang Yue lying on the ground and left with only one back: "Then I hope that my brother and I will not be released from prison for too long."

The prefect had a lot of thoughts in his heart, so he naturally had no intention of responding.

However, he could not let Chang Yue leave the mansion and spread the news. He ordered: "Come, please be optimistic about the young master. Without my order, no one is allowed to let him go from now on."

Soon, the strong servant in the mansion stepped forward, set up Chang Yue, one left and one right, opened the door of the secret room, one front and one back, and dragged Chang Yue, who was unconscious in.

"If others ask, they say that the young master is going out for a study tour." The prefect summoned all the servants in the mansion. The Chang Mansion covers a vast area, so the servants are naturally large.

Therefore, it is difficult to find out if one or two prefects missed. He shouted: "Did you remember them all?"

"Yes." Everyone said this. Although they didn't know what the young master was for house arrest, they were still clear about what the master said.

After the crowd gradually faded away, the housekeeper frowned alone and was strolling around and was surfing something.

"Butler, come here." Seeing that the butler refused to leave for a long time, the magistrate thought he was trying to share his worries with him, and he couldn't help feeling nervous for a moment.

The housekeeper was looking for was not someone else, but the boy who ran over with Chang Yue before, but why did he not see him later?

The butler stepped forward and lowered his head: "Master, what are your instructions?"

The prefect waved his hand at him and signaled him to come over: "The young master is locked up in the density, no rumor is allowed. The daily delivery of food must be the ones in the kitchen with clear background. This matter must not go wrong, do you know?"

"Yes, yes, the young ones understand." When the housekeeper mentioned this, he looked proud. The so-called clean-founded people in the kitchen were not others, but were all recommended to the mansion by him.

When the garden returned to silence, it had been a long time, even when I was holding the lights.

Behind a rock covered with grass, the child leaned against the rocks, looking up at the sky and breathing in fresh air.

God knows how complicated his inner torment he experienced during the time when the people in the mansion gathered.

He watched the young master almost strangled to death by the death row prisoner, but his legs seemed to be filled with molten iron and could not move. Then, the master could really make up his mind to imprison the young master.

The little boy didn't know what to do, but he was able to secretly breathe except to shrug himself behind the rocks and wait quietly for the people to disperse.

"What should I do? What should I do, Master?" The little boy opened his legs and his eyes rolled up.

He wanted to do something to make up for his guilt. Although he did not come forward to protect the young master because he was afraid of death, he took a step back and said that he would not be able to do anything martial arts, and it would be useless if he went up.

"The people in the mansion cannot be used." The first reaction of the boy was the two people in Yunju Academy who had always been friends with Chang Yue.

But those two were far away from Gan Yu, and the prefect involved the magistrate, so it was probably not so easy to accomplish.

"You go to the mansion to wait for Mr. Lin. If he comes, don't tell anyone and call me immediately." The little boy racked his brains before remembering what Chang Yue told him before.

He clapped his hands and cheered, "Yes, it's Mr. Lin. With Mr. Lin here, the young master will be saved."

He always heard from the young master that this young master Lin is not an ordinary person. When Chang Yue described Ling Jue, he did his best to portray him as a god. No wonder the little boy had such great expectations.

The little boy hid behind the rocks, looked around carefully with the hidden shade of plants and trees several times, and then he was ready to get up and run to the door of the mansion.

But when people are cowardly, there is no limit. The child's hiding skills are first-class, but his legs have long been numbed by the weight of his body. He suddenly stood and ran, and even fell straight forward and a standard dog eating shit.

"Ouch." The little boy rubbed and pinched, and then dragged half of his body to the door of the mansion.

The guard saw him walking in a strange posture, not only surprised, "Are you still here to guard the gate?"

The little boy naturally would not say what the real reason for him to guard the door was, so he vaguely said: "Yes, the young master is in confinement. I, I am bored, just wander around casually."

He could see clearly that all the whole mansion was searched at that time, and naturally, the guards were included.

The little boy stood by the door with anticipation, becoming the third guard in Changfu.

Unfortunately, his expectations were obviously too high, and there was no sign of Ling Jue tonight. In desperation, in order not to arouse others' suspicion, the little boy left the door when the moon was on the railing.

But the next morning, the boy guarded the door early. Finally, his hard work paid off, and he waited for Ling Jue.

However, today is different from the past. Although Xiao Tong didn't know that someone was going to target Ling Jue, he still knew the principle that he needed to slowly save Chang Yue.

The little boy rubbed his hands secretly, took out a stack of rice paper he had prepared in advance, and was about to walk out of the door.

As expected, the two guards were very responsible and conscientious. They stopped the boy: "What are you going to do?"

The little boy handed the rice paper in his hand to the two of them: "The pen and ink that the young master used is gone, so you can't just use white paper as a decoration!"

The implication is that he left the mansion for Chang Yue, and the guards were not qualified to stop him. Although the young master is now punished, he is the only son of the prefect, and he is always known to everyone.

The two of them really had no reason to stop them again. One of them stopped, but their faces were not very good: "Then go and go back quickly, don't make it difficult for us to do it."

The little boy nodded happily, and secretly glanced at Ling Jue hiding around the corner opposite.

I thought to myself that I am a god and a man, and that I can do things with utmost care and meticulousness.

Looking at his departure back, another man suspected: "Don't you find it strange? Why didn't he go out of the house to buy things early? But just wait until now?"

This is the moment when the sun is scorching in the day. Even the autumn day is bleak, it cannot escape this common sense. Who would have been so confused? He neither went out at the dim morning hour nor bought in the afterglow of the sunset that was moving down the sun. He chose such a time without any eyes!

The guard who let the boy go to his forehead: "You are just thinking too much. Even if there is a problem, he is still a person around the young master. Turning a blind eye is nothing wrong."

The two then reached an agreement and let the boy leave alone and ignore it.

Xiaotong had met Ling Jue several times before, so the two of them maintained a good sense of tacit understanding.

"Young Master Lin, come here." The little boy was always afraid of being with the tail, so he turned around three times in one step.
Chapter completed!