The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Chapter 226 - Discussing some things

Gu Qinghong tossed and turned all night and had not slept much, so when someone approached her room, she immediately sat up and asked coldly, "Who is outside so early in the morning?"

"My sister is me, Lu He."

"You haven't been feeling well lately. Why don't you get more sleep?" Gu Qinghong let out a sigh of relief.

"Lu He wants to discuss something with my sister, it's about the people in the serious criminal cell, I wonder if my sister has time?" Lu He spoke in a low voice while lying by the door, but her eyes were looking around vigilantly, afraid that someone would hear her.

Gu Qinghong was originally not interested, but when he heard the words "serious criminal cell", he was instantly ignited as if he jumped off the bed, opened the door and invited Lu He in.

Lu He was about to speak, but she saw Gu Qinghong put his index finger to her lips, signaling her not to make a sound.

"Don't worry, sister. Lu He has just looked around carefully outside and there is no suspicious person. There is no need to worry." Lu He said in a low voice.

"He'er, didn't you say yesterday that the cell was heavily guarded and only Qing'er could get in? Why do you suddenly want to talk to me about this matter today? Have you thought of other ways?" Gu Qinghong asked several questions in succession with hope in his eyes.

"For no other reason, Lu He just wants to help her sister." Lu He nodded slightly with sincerity in her eyes.

Gu Qinghong was delighted and quickly took Lu He's hand and asked anxiously, "He'er, do you have any good ideas? I'm afraid Qing'er won't be able to convince you. His attitude last night was too firm, and he didn't even show any mercy to me, his sister."

Lu He's eyes flashed. Why didn't she notice her sister's expression last night? It was anxious but hopeful, and that was definitely not the expression of wanting to see that woman. Since none of the servants could be sure whether the young master brought back a boy or a girl, could it be that her sister thought that the person locked up in the cell was Feng Muyan!

No wonder! Lu He's lips curled up into a smile. Now she understood everything.

"He'er, what are you thinking about?" Gu Qinghong stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Lu He's eyes.

"Sister, Lu He has thought of a way, but it may be risky. I don't know whether I should tell you or not!" Lu He bit her lips with her teeth, frowned slightly, and was extremely conflicted.

"Don't be afraid. I'll take care of everything. Can Qing'er kill me?"

It was a long time since Gu Qinghong had spoken. Lu He nodded as if she had made a great decision, and then she moved closer to Gu Qinghong and whispered in her ear.

"It's a good idea. No wonder Qing'er values ​​you so much. Let's act now!"

"Sister, the young master will probably get up in half an hour, so we'd better finish everything within half an hour." Lu He kept reminding Gu Qinghong while helping him change clothes and comb his hair.

"I know this of course! You can rest assured."

"He'er, why do you want to change into men's clothes?" Gu Qinghong asked in confusion.

"Lu He wants to go with her sister and pretend to be your follower. More people means more strength, right?"

Gu Qinghong always felt that something was wrong, but his strong desire to meet Feng Muyan made him quickly suppress the doubts that had just arisen in his heart, and he allowed Lu He to disguise her and dress her up.

When the two men arrived near the cell, the two groups of people had just changed shifts. Gu Qinghong took a careful look and saw that there were ten guards at the five gates, each of them was a top master in the Rakshasa Sect. If they were to reveal their true colors, they would not be able to escape at all.

"He'er, is there anything wrong with me?" Gu Qinghong asked uncertainly.

Lu He turned to look at Gu Qinghong, her eyes showing a daze, and her hands clenched into fists.

"He'er... He'er..." Gu Qinghong reached out and pushed her shoulder. This girl must not get into trouble at this critical moment.