"Things are not people......"

Xu Heng's eyes were confused and reminiscing, and he looked around with some nostalgia, those palace walls, eaves and corners, carved beams and paintings, gold and silver embroidery...... I also entered the Great Hall of Immortality with excitement, how could I have thought that I would end up like this in the end?

"Father-in-law, don't worry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 A few steps away, a little palace maid with a touching appearance bowed slightly and said worriedly, "The injury is urging illness, and my father-in-law is too worried." ”

Xu Heng turned his head slightly and smiled, the large scar on the edge of his mouth was touched, which looked very terrifying. But at this time, he looked at the little palace maid with a loving eye, shook his head like an elder and said, "Xiang'er, you are a good boy. She...... I'll leave it to you. ”

The little palace maid Yuanxiang looked at the side room behind her with some embarrassment, on the somewhat tattered bed, the little emperor of Wei was closing his eyes tightly, his face was slightly pale, and he muttered a few vague words from time to time, as if his soul had gone elsewhere.

"What about you, father-in-law, won't you go with us?"

Yuan Xiang knew that it was inconvenient to ask more, but she was always a little worried about Xu Heng in her heart, and she saw in his eyes a look of someone who had been sick for many years was about to be relieved, as if the last trace of nostalgia for this world had disappeared, which made her faintly uneasy.

"I have my own arrangements. Xu Heng smiled faintly, with a relieved smile in the corners of his eyes, shook his head and said, "You help me take her away, someone is coming, I'll stay." ”

"Yuanxiang will take His Majesty out completely. Yuanxiang was moved, suddenly knelt down, kowtowed three times reverently, and said with slightly red eyes: "Yuanxiang was degraded when he made a mistake, and the palace people bullied each other, but fortunately his father-in-law helped him." Great kindness and great virtue dare not forget in this life. ”

Xu Heng's face was relieved, his eyes suddenly became sad, looking at Yuan Xiang, and as if looking at others through her: "You and I are just poor people, and so is she." ”

Yuan Xiang felt something, but also lowered her head with sadness, and when she looked up again, she gave a firm look, nodded, and didn't say much, turned around and entered the wing.

"Remember, when the smoke is gone, escape with the little emperor. ”

Xu Heng walked away tremblingly, leaving such a sentence, he flipped the secret door and walked in the direction of the square.

Yuan Xiang's hand paused, knowing that Xu Heng had made up her mind, her eyes were slightly red, she closed the door tightly with her hands, turned around and rushed to the bedside to take care of the little emperor who seemed to be asleep, she moved her body carefully, lest she disturb the lotus green lamp on the bedside table.

The lamp seemed to be burning with some herbs, emitting a pleasant cold and slightly sweet smell, and from the burned embers pulled out circles of thin cyan smoke as soft and light as silk threads, wrapping layer by layer, as if a huge cocoon was constantly woven on the lotus lamp, revealing a strange and strange atmosphere.

At this time, one or two faint green smoke loomed out of the huge green smoke cocoon, which gently extended to the face of Lian Carp on the bed like a frivolous woman swaggering her soft hands, and it was fleeting, as if a pair of hands kept caressing Lian Carp's cheeks, and slowly fit her skin like a morning mist, and evaporated and disappeared with a touch.

This scene is very weird, but Yuan Xiang had listened to Xu Heng's explanation before he arrived, and knew that this was not something he could interfere with, so he could only wipe his sweat for Lian Li on the bed in a hurry, and then listen to the movement of Xu Heng's departure direction with some concern.

She saw Lian Li's hands tightly holding a green jade bracelet, her eyes were closed, and cold sweat was constantly breaking out on her forehead, and she didn't know if she was suffering from a sudden illness or a nightmare. Yuan Xiang tried to wake up Lian Li at first, and she was afraid that she would do something self-defeating, so she had to follow Xu Heng's intention and wait for the light to go out by itself.

However, every time she thought that the blackened herbs in it were about to be extinguished, a bright red light came out of the side of the burnt roll and continued to smolder with wisps of green smoke, but the cocoon-like smoke on the lotus lamp never dissipated, and from time to time a few wisps of green smoke were slowly inhaled into the nose by the lien carp.

The green smoke cocoon floats above the lotus lantern as if it were alive, and a few wisps of green smoke swim on the cheeks of the carp, like a mother looking at her child lovingly by the bedside.

Yuanxiang was taken aback by her own thoughts, she didn't dare to move, but she didn't dare to leave easily, so she had to take a walk around the room, where a faint candle was burning, swaying with beating light and shadow, like a ghost.

In fact, she is no stranger to this room, because when she was demoted, she was rescued by Xu Heng when she was bullied by several miscellaneous palace maids, so when Xu Heng asked her if she was willing to be transferred to clean the cold palace where she lived, she did not refuse, but she didn't expect Xu Heng to live in such a cold palace of eternal life all year round.

Xu Heng's request was very simple, that is, to clean this house, which seemed to be no different from the many remote wings behind the Immortal Palace, but he himself did not live here.

The pattern of the Hall of Eternal Life is very strange, its palace building trend is circular, hundreds of side rooms are linked into a huge circle, there are no doors and windows in the direction of the side rooms facing the outside, and there is only one corridor passage around the circular interior and the direction of the wing rooms facing the circle, which looks very weird.

It's as if the house was originally planned to avoid the sun.

The room that Seo Hyung asked to be cleaned was also among them. It was a room that had long been uninhabited, with the words "Forty-Seven" written on the door, a simple bed and wooden table, in the style of a woman, and a few portraits scattered on the table against the wall, nothing special, far from the rumored golden main hall.

Yuanxiang had never been to the main hall, but looking at this dilapidated appearance, he estimated that this was probably the residence of the rough maid at that time, but when he saw a few iron chains cast on the beams on both sides of the bed, as well as the shackles in the corner, he couldn't help but have some suspicions, this should be the equipment for detaining whom.

She had secretly inspected several nearby wings with great questions, all of them with simple furniture and extremely eye-catching iron chain anklets, and several houses in the vicinity were arranged like this.

Is it a prisoner who has committed a capital crime?

But the prisoners are all in prison, how can they be locked in the Hall of Eternal Life, and each person is equipped with a room?

Yuan Xiang shook her head, dispelling the thoughts in her head, obviously there was a special purpose for such a setting, she couldn't help but look at the surrounding decorations and wondered, was there such a woman in the first place, she was chained and trapped in this humble house, what kind of life did she live?

Who was she? How long was she trapped?

Yuan Xiang couldn't help but think of the little emperor on the bed again, Lian Li was lying stunned like wood, trembling slightly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead that had just wiped his sweat, trembling slightly, I don't know if I dreamed of something terrible.

Yuan Xiang worriedly stepped forward to wipe Lian Li's forehead again, and just sat down to take a casual look, but saw a few scrolls on the table in the corner, and her heart jumped wildly.

She remembered that when she first came to clean, the entire "Day Forty-Seven" room was not very dirty, it should have been cleaned by someone before her, and there was a thin layer of dust on the ground, but some bits and pieces in the corner of the wall were stacked together at random, and it was obvious that the cleaning in front was not done thoroughly.

She scrubbed everything and put it in its place, and then found that a few scrolls of paintings on the ground were about to rot, and she didn't dare to move, so she carefully held the roll and put it in the corner of the table, there were three volumes in total.

However, at this moment, Yuanxiang couldn't help but think, will there be information about the owner of this house in those paintings?