Shen Lanying looked at Sikong Yan in a daze, and she suddenly found that Sikong Yan seemed to have an indescribable emotion for Princess Zhaoying. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Does he like it? Does he like Princess Zhaoying?

No, no, maybe it's just because Princess Zhaoying is the sister of the Five Princes.

It must be so!

"Hey, what do you want?" Sikong Yan didn't know what Shen Lanying was thinking at this time. He had already lifted his oil lamp, and waved his other hand several times in front of Shen Lanying, "It's time to go inside." ”

Shen Lanying came back to her senses, hurriedly responded, and followed closely behind Sikong Yan and walked inside. The walls of the passage are still paved with wooden planks, and they look like they are some years old, and they creak when they are stepped on. However, the air in the passage was not as dirty as expected, on the contrary, the air was only slightly damp, but it was slowly circulating, and it was clear that the builders here had done a good job of ventilation. As the two of them went deeper, the light gradually dimmed. The oil lamp in his hand was only enough to illuminate a distance of one meter in front of him. Shen Lanying looked around at the gloomy surroundings, hesitated for a moment, and took out a cylindrical thing from her sleeve.

A strong light emanated from Shen Lanying's hand, and the light intensity in the entire passage instantly doubled.

The sudden light startled Sikong Yan, and when he looked intently, he found that it was the small cylinder in Shen Lanying's hand that emitted the light.

On the day that Shen Lanying was taken to the state capital by Sikong Yan, a maid changed her soaked clothes. Although Shen Lanying's things were extremely strange to them, Princess Zhaoying's things couldn't be discarded casually, so they were all washed and put in the sun for a day, and then smoked with spices before respectfully sending them back to Shen Lanying's resting place, which was checked by Sikong Yan and then handed back to her.

After their toss, there is no doubt that Shen Lanying's mobile phone is completely scrapped.

However, her flashlight is waterproof and solar-powered. Now she's glad she bought a travel flashlight in the first place. At that time, I only bought a flashlight because the street lights in the community were in disrepair. However, in ancient times, the usefulness of flashlights is very obvious.

"What is this?" asked Sikong Yan, who poked his head out, and although he had carefully examined her clothes, he had not found that the small cylinder could emit light.

"Uh......" How do you answer this question? Shen Lanying hesitated for a moment and said, "You guess, I'll tell you if you guess right." ”

“……”

After using the flashlight, she could see the road about ten meters ahead, and then Shen Lanying realized that this passage was not straight, but a vortex shape like a snail shell.

Soon, the two of them had reached the end of the passage, and the light of the bright flashlight could no longer shine on the opposite wall, and it could be seen that they were in a relatively open space.

Sikong Yan turned to the side, and the sound of flint grinding sounded, and an oil lamp fixed to the wall lit up. Then, like a chain reaction, a series of lights lit up on the walls one after the other. It took more than ten seconds, the whole space was brightly lit, it can be seen that this is a circular basement, about 50 square meters, and there is an oil lamp fixed every one meter on the surrounding walls.

There were a number of boxes scattered around the basement, and in the center was a large case with a long wooden box on it.

Shen Lanying knew that it was not an ordinary box, but a coffin containing the body of Princess Zhaoying.

Just as she was looking at the surrounding environment, Sikong Yan said coldly: "Shen Lanying, how long do you still hold my sleeve." ”

Shen Lanying looked down, and was shocked to find that she had grabbed Sikong Yan's cuffs tightly at some point, hurriedly let go of her claws, and smiled at him embarrassedly.

Sikong Yan raised his arm expressionlessly and looked at it, the luxurious cloud sleeves had been crumpled by her, he felt her inadvertent movements as early as when he just walked down the stone steps, but somehow he didn't shake her off, shook his head helplessly, walked towards the wooden coffin in the center, and said, "Come with me." ”

Seeing that he didn't mean to blame, Shen Lanying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and had the courage to follow.

Sikong Yan stopped in front of the wooden coffin, his eyes fell on the simple coffin, and asked softly: "Shen Lanying, have you ever wondered why there are two people in the world who look so similar?"

"Huh?" Shen Lanying was slightly stunned, she did wonder why these people were sure that she was Princess Zhaoying just when they saw someone who looked the same as Princess Zhaoying, why were they so sure......

Before she could give an accurate answer, Sikong Yan had already raised his hand to lift the coffin lid. Suddenly, a cold chill emanated from the coffin, and a female corpse in the coffin lay quietly on the snow-white blanket, her face was pale, and although the skirt on her body had been tidied up, it was still stained with blood, and it was not difficult to see that she was wearing this skirt when she died. The inner wall of the coffin was a thick layer of transparent solid, emitting a brilliant blue light, and the cold air it had felt earlier was emitted by it.

Shen Lanying's attention was immediately fixed on the female corpse in front of her, although she had long known that she and Princess Zhaoying were very similar in appearance, but when she really saw herself, she was still shocked once, this should not be said to be similar, but it should be said to be exactly the same, the corpse in front of her was almost no different from herself in appearance, she remembered the ghost stories she had heard in the past again, and this terrifying feeling made Shen Lanying have goosebumps.

"You see, you're almost identical in appearance. In contrast, Sikong Yan was much calmer, and there was even a hint of a nonchalant smile on his lips. He looked at Shen Lanying, then at Princess Zhaoying, and said, "If you really want to pick out anything different, your eyes are more agile than hers, and your height is slightly shorter than hers by about a finger's height...... And then there's ......"

"What is it......" Shen Lanying asked suspiciously.

"Do you really want to know?" the smile on Sikong Yan's face became even stronger.

"yes. ”

"Oh, it's actually nothing, it's just that His Royal Highness Zhaoying has a better figure, and the plump place is much plumper than you......"

Sikong Yan's words successfully transformed the fear in Shen Lanying's heart into annoyance, making her feel the urge to smash the oil lamp in her hand on Sikong Yan's head. But this kind of thinking can only be thought about in the head, after all, this is someone's territory.