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After Nanyue slipped out of the Jiaofang Palace, she chased the clouds and fog to the high places, and followed the direction all the way to the imperial tomb.

The wind is extremely hot during the day and somewhat cool at night. Walking in the cemetery, the dead grass and fallen leaves wailed under the soles of the feet, and the surroundings seemed a little empty.

There was a ghost fire fluttering in the distance, and Nanyue didn't feel afraid. The way the flames jump is a kind of vivid movement.

It's beautiful, it's not scary.

What is terrible about ghosts, what is terrible is always people.

The refreshing breath in the tomb forest smelled much better than the closed palace blocked by high walls, and a sense of clarity appeared in Nanyue's body and heart. It was spring when I entered the palace, and now it's summer.

It's summer, though.

I haven't done what I want to do.

The Linglong Pagoda has already been there, and there are no clues related to Phoenix Tears in it. Now the reason for staying in the palace is only a paper deal with Wan Yanmin.

She healed him and helped him sit firmly in the world, and he gave her martial arts to help her find her background.

Wan Yan Min has already promised to hand her over martial arts, but can Wan Yan Min's illness be cured?

Just do what is in front of you, and leave the problems of the future to time.

Gather your thoughts and quickly move to the Orange Princess's graveyard. The inscription on the tombstone was written by her own order.

"Orange, I didn't mean to curse you. What you asked me to do, I did. I hope I'm right to do that. Nanyue stroked the tombstone and smiled, muttering in her mouth.

His gaze gradually fell to the base of the tombstone along the vertical lines, and his smile cooled.

Then his eyes were cold and quiet.

The soil next to the tombstone, near the tomb, was loose and loose, and a handful of dried fallen leaves were deliberately sprinkled on it. However, it is clear that the person who did the work was not enough time or too nervous, and the aftermath was too rough. Instead, it formed an embarrassment that wanted to cover up.

Look further to the tomb.

The soil directly above the coffin is covered very well, and if you don't look closely, you can't see the slightest trace of being moved.

It seems that someone really wants to make a big fuss about this corpse. Who the hell is the person, the means are so secretive, but so vicious. If the Chinese medicine that Shui Ying Orange Daily drinks is really mixed with aconitum as rumored. This has been planned for a long time. Even if Orange doesn't commit suicide, I'm afraid that sooner or later he will die.

She wanted to see what else could be done on a dead body.

Just as he was about to lay down the soil on the coffin, he heard the sound of rustling not far behind him, and hurriedly turned his back and hid behind a wide tombstone.

The voice approached.

A black shadow moved so quickly that only a row of ghosts could be seen, but no human form could be distinguished.

Nanyue was suspicious, it seemed that there was far more than one family thinking about this corpse.

When the black shadow sat down next to Shui Yingcheng's tomb, Nanyue's pupils dilated, covered her mouth with her sleeve, and withdrew her head to ensure that her body was well hidden. One hand pressed the mouth of the heart, and the mind was fixed.

It's the wind, how can it be the wind.

What is the wind doing when this coffin is moved? Could it be that Wan Yanmin instructed him...... But what does Yan Min have to do?

Nanyue cautiously poked her head out again, her gaze rounding the hard stone ridges on the edge of the tombstone, trying to fix her gaze on Yu Feng's hand.

The distance is not close, the grass and trees and the shadows of the surrounding tombstones are mottled, and the wind itself acts very well and covers it very well, so I can't see the movements of my hands clearly.

But there was a heavy muffled sound, accompanied by a dull creak through the cool night breeze. Nanyue could conclude that the thin layer of soil on top of the coffin was opened and the coffin was opened.

The figure that blocked everything from the wind still did not leave.

There is a sound similar to the rubbing of paper, but it is not as crisp as ordinary paper.

A goose cries in the sky.

The wind stopped, his body stiffening.

His ear power is excellent.

Nanyue held her breath, her body was pressed against the back of the tombstone, her eyes closed, nothing, nothing, don't come over, don't find her.

The lone goose flew by, and the cemetery was silent.

Yu Feng continued to move in his hands.

The lid of the coffin was closed with a muffled sound, and there was the sound of earth entering the pit.

Soon the wind flew up and spun around, as if nothing had happened in the peaceful cemetery.

Nanyue made sure that Yu Feng was gone, and only then did his body slowly leave the tombstone wall, and the probe turned out from behind the tombstone.

The soil that had been picked up was leveled and filled, and the Commander of the Guards had obviously done much better than the man before.

According to Nanyue's original idea, she wanted to go up and find out.

But the change of mind changed attention.

Yufeng has already done such a meticulous hand and foot, plus the people who have been here before, I am afraid that I don't know what to look like inside this coffin for a long time.

If someone really wanted to trouble her Nanyue, whether it was the person behind the scenes or Wan Yanmin, her resistance was just in vain. What should come, always comes. The coffin can be moved, but the hatred in people's hearts cannot be moved.

I can't hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from fifteen. Anyway, the coffin will be opened early tomorrow morning, so I might as well go back to sleep and recuperate first.

She wanted to see what could be scary when the coffin was really opened.

What's more, Chuanling is still in the Jiaofang Palace.

It's broken, Yufeng will definitely continue to guard the Jiaofang Palace this time. He must rush to the palace before him, otherwise it will be discovered that the misunderstanding will be deeper when it reaches Wan Yan Min.

The lights of the Jiaofang Hall were on.

The door was pushed open.

The movement is extremely light, as if it has been pushed open by the night wind.

Chuan Ling stared at the crack in the door and cried out nervously, "Who?"

Nanyue deftly slipped through the crack in the door. Pulled down the veil on his face and closed the door tightly. I was relieved by the acceleration all the way.

"Miss, you're back. It scared me to death, I thought it was the wind. ”

"Silly, if Yufeng wants to come in, he must knock on the door first. Nanyue was worried all the way, knowing that Yufeng hadn't come back yet, the burden in her heart was unloaded, and she collapsed on the bed all of a sudden.

"I haven't been in since I left the palace. ”

"No, actually, he hasn't been back since he left in the morning. ”

Nanyue breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that her guess was good.

But what did Yufeng do outside all day. Could it be that there is something going on outside?

"What happened to that corpse, Miss?" asked Chuan Ling curiously.

"I didn't do anything. ”

"Ahh......h

"There is something that should come that cannot be avoided, and some inevitable things may be artificially advanced or postponed, but they must not be able to prevent it from happening eventually. ”

Nanyue closed her eyes: "Chuanling, I'm tired." This group of people in the palace is too tired to live. Even if the corpse is identified tomorrow, I will confess all the messy charges they want to condemn me. It's a big deal, and I'm running away from home like a big brother, I don't care. ”

"Does Miss really don't care about anything?" asked Chuan Ling suddenly and keenly. "If things are more out of control than imagined, does the young lady really want to leave the palace, and even the emperor doesn't care?"

Nanyue didn't say anything for a long time, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Suddenly turned his face inward, hugged the pillow, and muttered: "He doesn't believe me, he has always doubted me, I care what this person does." At most, at most, I didn't heal him, and I'll feel a little guilty about it in the future. ”

Nanyue's heart was in turmoil, and she pretended to reprimand Chuanling:

"Sleep. You've forgotten my rules. ”

"No, I don't dare. If the young lady is tired, let's rest early. Then I rested. ”

He blew out the bedside light for Nanyue, closed the door lightly, and slowly withdrew.

Chuanling remembered the rules that Nanyue had set for her, and Miss was not picky about anything, and there was only one rule for her.

That is - when the sky falls, eat well and sleep well.

When you are full and sleep, no amount of tears can be transformed into laughter. (To be continued.) )