The staircase leads to a place where there is no edge as far as the eye can see. The walls on both sides are embedded with dragon-patterned glass lamps, illuminating the otherwise gloomy passage as bright as day.

Jing Yan took Yun Rui's hand and walked down the stairs calmly and familiarly. On his side, the maid and the inner prison followed.

Level 1, Level 2, Level 3......

The moire boots on Yun Rui's feet stepped on the heavy bluestone, but his heart was not steady-

The bluestone steps are paved all the way down from the ground, and the more you go down, the more you feel the cool air of the forest.

"Arrow, don't be afraid." Jing Yan felt the nervousness transmitted from the small hand held in the palm of his hand, pursed his face, and said with concern.

Yun Rui's lips tightened like a blade. She is a person who practices martial arts, of course she will not be afraid, but when she thought of her imperial sister-in-law's sentence a quarter of an hour ago, "Arrow, today we are going to meet your imperial brother", her heart was astringent.

Is her royal brother lying in the deepest part of this staircase?

I walked about a dozen feet deeper, and the chill was even heavier.

Jing Yan stopped.

"Serve the ink, hold the pen, and change the clothes of His Highness." Jing Yan said coldly.

It seemed that the closer she got to that underground, the calmer her face became. Quiet as water, still as frozen ice.

Shi Mo and Bingbi hurriedly responded "yes".

Both of them are accustomed to serving Jing Yan, they are good at observing words and feelings, and they are also smart, and they are also quick with their hands and feet, so they put a small purple robe on Yun Rui's body in an instant. He also served Jing Yan in good winter clothes, and everyone put on their thick clothes, and the group continued to move forward.

After a short walk of land, the object in front of me suddenly changed. Ahead, there are no longer endless bluestone steps, but two closed bronze doors. The faint bronze color, against the backdrop of the glass lamp, is like two pieces of fine jasper. The carvings on the door are complicated, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are blue, and it is not a folk product.

Yun Rui couldn't help but look at the two bronze doors and the white marble walls around him curiously, and felt more and more that this place was resplendent and splendid, where did it look like a place to stop the spirit?

Suddenly, there was a different touch on the back of his hand, Yun Rui raised his hand suspiciously, and found Jing Yan's strange appearance.

Is it the lamp and the white marble wall? Why is the imperial sister-in-law's face pale and without a trace of blood?

There was another tightness on the back of his hand.

Yun Rui's little heart hurts-

It was Jing Yan, holding her palm, shaking, shaking uncontrollably.

Yun Rui felt that he should do something to make the imperial sister-in-law less uncomfortable. But after thinking about it, there was no result.

In this world, the only one who can make the imperial sister-in-law happy is the royal brother, right? But the royal brother has ......

Ay! Yun Rui was deeply worried. She thought that it would be good if she was the royal brother, no, she should say that it would be nice if she could make the imperial sister-in-law happy like the imperial brother.

However, she is only Yu Wenrui, not ...... Yu Wenzhe.

"Master, let's do it with me......" Shi Mo couldn't bear it, stepped forward, and reached out to take the key that Jing Yan was shaking and clenching.

Jing Yan shook his head stubbornly, restraining the tears that were about to burst out, and finally inserted the key into the keyhole on the bronze door.

Everyone present was silent.

Yun Rui felt even more pain in his heart.

With a soft "creak", the two doors were pushed open.

Yun Rui didn't care about looking at the situation inside the door, but grabbed Jing Yan's empty hand, secretly using internal strength.

She is small and weak, and her internal strength is limited, however, there are still wisps of warmth along the thin arm, between the two touching palms, and along Jing Yan's soft and bright wrists to Jing Yan's body.

Jing Yan was slightly surprised, looked at her in confusion, and saw the corners of her mouth that she hooked at herself, and then understood. In addition to warmth, I am also a little relieved.

The light inside the door was much dimmer compared to the bright daylight outside, as if a door separated the two worlds.

However, the coldness is the same.

The walls are snow-white, and the roof of the shed is snow-white, as cold as entering a snow cave.

The only one is the bright yellow soft couch behind the white jade incense case. There was a man lying on it......

Yun Rui blinked vigorously, making sure he was looking good. It was indeed a man.

Her heart pounded.

Jing Yan had gently broken away from her little hand, took three sticks of red sandalwood from Shen Cheng's hand, bit her lip, lit them, and slowly, inserted them into the incense burner on the incense table one by one.

The curling smoke rose slowly in the incense burner, fluttering upward, and for a while, the entire snow-cave-like inner chamber was filled with the breath of red sandalwood, like a fairy cave.

Jing Yan's jade-colored palm clenched, loosened, and clenched again......

Taking a deep breath, she pulled Yun Rui over: "Arrow, this is your imperial brother...... He hugged you when you were very young......"

As he spoke, tears still slid down his cheeks.

Yun Rui was solemn, and his gaze couldn't help but slide to the slender figure on the soft couch.

She wanted to see clearly, and she couldn't help but take two steps forward.

Jing Yan didn't stop her.

The sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, the eyelashes are like fans, I don't know how bright the closed eyes will be.

The lips are as thin as a sword, and the face is as pale as paper, I don't know how ruddy and shiny it was before I was alive.

The bright yellow clothes he wears, as well as the bright yellow brocade quilt covering his body, show his identity as the son of heaven.

It's just that he won't move, cry, or laugh anymore, and he just fell asleep forever, leaving the people who cared about him heartbroken.

Yun Rui's brain throbbed, and he remembered in a flash that it seemed that there was really such a person in the depths of his mind:

That big brother hugged himself and said something to himself......

But what was it said? She couldn't remember.

It must have been when I was very young. Yun Rui thought.

It turned out that many years ago, she had been designated as the prince by her imperial brother. But why? Why is it her? Could it be that the imperial brother had long expected his early death? Doesn't the imperial brother want to pass on the throne to his children?

These are things that the young Yun Rui can't figure out no matter what.

Her gaze shifted to the man on the couch again, and she always felt ...... I always feel that this person's eyebrows and facial features are familiar.

"Arrow." Jing Yan suddenly spoke, interrupting her thoughts.

When Yun Rui raised his head, he found that only the two of them were left in the inner room...... And, of course, her royal brother lying there.

Yun Rui's heart tightened.

She wasn't afraid, neither the one standing in front of her nor the one lying there silently would make her feel frightened, only ...... Cordial.

"Rui, you have to remember," Jing Yan said in a deep voice, "Your imperial brother, his name is Yu Wenzhe, and he is the son of heaven of my Great Zhou. He is now only twenty years old. ”

Yun Rui suddenly looked at the man on the soft couch-

How did she forget! He was only twenty years old!

Why?

...... at such a young age

She instantly thought of winning the cricket fight with Wu Biao a few days ago, and was caught by Sister A, and then heard the bell ringing "Zheng Zheng", and then there were groups of tolerances in the market, with green yarn tied to their arms......

It turned out that at that time, he had already ......

Yun Rui shook his head in disbelief: How could it be......

Thinking of Sister A, she really misses a little, and Daddy...... Well, it's going to be called Lord Yun.

Even, even Wu Biao's playmates, she misses them tightly.

"Remember, your royal brother didn't die of illness, he was killed!" Jing Yan made a face and said again.

"Killed ......" Yun Ruiqian's eyes widened.

Who is it? Who the hell is it?!

"Arrow." Jing Yan squatted down and brushed her cheeks, which were flushed from the cold, sadly.

Yun Rui's heart was full of sorrow: Who killed her imperial brother? Who made her imperial sister-in-law so heartbroken?

She longed to see the man right away and kill him. Even if she can't bring the royal brother back to life, she can make the imperial sister-in-law happy even for a moment, no matter what the price is, she is willing.