Jailbreak?? Ming Yan blinked, thinking she must have misheard, and uncertainly spoke: "Ma’am, you want to break the Master out?"

Ye Zhi, who was in the middle of putting on several layers of clothing, nodded: "Yes, that’s why I need to wear more. I can’t let people see that my figure is female. This is my doing alone; I can’t implicate the Ye Mansion, so no one can know my true identity."

After dressing, she covered her face with a mask, afraid that others might recognize her by her eyes and eyebrows, so she specially wore a layer of black gauze.

This disguise made her look slightly burly and unrecognizable.

Standing right in front of her, even Ming Yan couldn’t recognize her: "Ma’am, you don’t have to risk yourself for me. Breaking a court criminal out is a capital offense. If something happens to you, what will happen to Madam and Master? I would die without regret."

After speaking, she knelt down with a thud, holding onto Ye Zhi’s leg and not letting go, showing signs of bursting into tears.

"Cry louder, draw the people from the Investigation Factory here, and have them arrest me now."

The maid on the ground holding her leg stopped her almost-crying sounds...

In the deep night, everything was silent. A crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the late winter wind blew over Yangzhou City’s air. A person in black used Qinggong, cautiously leaping over roofs, quickly heading towards the southeast government office’s prison.

Except for the occasional distant barks of one or two dogs, the city’s streets and alleys were silent.

Clad completely in black, the figure sought a secluded corner, climbed over the wall into the government office, and, under the faint moonlight, stealthily groped forward.

She didn’t realize that since she used Qinggong in Yangzhou City, she had already been watched.

Inside a grand room in the government office, several candles were lit, making the room exceptionally bright. An exquisite red ambergris incense was burning in the furnace inlaid with filigree.

Sitting at a black lacquer square table was a youthful-looking boy with features as beautiful as a painting and an elegant demeanor, reading a few yellowed letters with engrossed attention.

Those were letters Ah Zhi wrote when he went to Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Since her disappearance, he had not slept soundly for a single night, only being at ease for a moment while looking at this scrawled small seal script.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A gentle knocking sound came from outside the door.

The young boy’s cold voice responded: "Speak." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Qin Yin, accustomed to his indifference, didn’t mind and reported solemnly from the doorway: "Mr. Shen, a person dressed in black is sneaking towards the jail. Our men are watching. This person might be after Monk Zhi Chen. Should we capture them on the spot or eliminate them without mercy?"

In two days, Zhi Chen was to be executed.

It was normal for a companion to come and rescue at this time; originally thought his companion would be a top expert, but the Hidden Guard’s report was:

There is a slightly burly man in black, with agile Qinggong, moving rather wretchedly along the walls. Should we ask the Right Minister whether to capture alive or kill immediately?

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Qin Yin could imagine that thief’s appearance just from the text...

The cold voice came from inside the room: "Let him meet up with others first, release the tiger back to the mountain, then capture them all at once. If Monk won’t speak under torture, start with these companions."

"Yes." Qin Yin’s tiger-like eyes lit up, he withdrew to carry out orders, his tall and straight figure leaped away, disappearing into the courtyard.

These days, there was nothing much to do, facing Mr. Shen’s cold face daily was really a torment!

Finally, a stupid little thief appeared, and it seemed like life became interesting again.

On the other side, unaware of being labeled as a wretched and stupid little thief, Ye Zhi had already knocked out six guards, sneaking inside the prison. There was a screen wall inside the prison gate, listing which prisoners were held in each numbered cell.