The patrolling guards walked in a procession carrying wind lanterns, and hid themselves in the rockery, waiting for the team to pass, and then went around to the corridor facing the study, and climbed to the eaves groove and bowed down.

The light was still on in the study, and through the half-hidden window, she finally saw the figure she had been longing for. Yan Xu was sitting in front of the desk stroking the qin, his expression was focused, and from this angle, he could see his delicate side face. Half a moon is gone, he seems to have lost some weight, his eyebrows are still clear and cold, the sound of the piano is clear and tactful, completely different from what she usually plays, she only knew at this time that this song was so good.

She couldn't help but be so stunned that she almost forgot what she was here for. Until the sound of the piano gradually stopped, she hesitated how to show up, but saw Yan Xu take a picture scroll and take a closer look. She shifted her body and adjusted the angle, and finally saw the contents of the scroll in his hand, and a woman in red was dancing in the midst of the falling colors......

He looked at the woman in the painting, his clear eyes were a little blurry and yearning, and the light in his eyes gradually became soft and lingering, as if what he was holding in his hand was the most secret treasure in his heart.

She couldn't describe her mood at the moment, lying on the cold beam, watching the man she loved with all her heart staring at the portraits of other women, her brain buzzed, and her whole body stiffened as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and she was completely broken.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Xu finally closed the scroll, got up and came to the bookshelf, stretched out his hand to press a lattice on the shelf, the bookshelf was moved to the left two feet, revealing a secret door behind the bookshelf, Yan Xu went in for a moment and came out again, and stepped out of the study after returning the bookshelf to its place.

Xiyue looked at the man who was far away in a daze, and he had already lost the courage to appear. He had a wife, but the princess died on the second day of marriage, and she had been by his side for three years, and he had never seen any other woman around him except herself. Who could be the woman in the picture scroll just now?

She always thought that he was the same as her, and there was only one other party in her heart, although she knew that her status was low, and it was impossible to be his wife and concubine like those family girls, she never dared to think about it, and she never dared to hope for it, she only wanted her in his heart, and she always thought that she would be content with the status quo and be content to follow him without a name or a part, but she only realized at this moment that her so-called status quo was based on the fact that there were no other women around him.

She only felt bitter in her heart, unspeakably uncomfortable.

After Yan Xu left, a small chamberlain went in to clean up, locked the door and left. She moved her frozen body, slid down the pillar, pushed open the window and dived in, and when her eyes were used to the darkness, she groped her way to the bookshelf and pressed the dark lattice according to her memory. Sure enough, the bookshelf moved to the left, revealing a narrow secret door.

She took a deep breath and turned sideways into the secret door, behind which was a secret room, and she lit the claw lamp on the table, and the furnishings in the secret room were clear at a glance. The layout of the secret room is very similar to the study outside, but on the bookcase of the secret room, there are many maps, mountains, plains, and rivers, all of which have traces of being sketched with a pen, which looks cluttered. Next to one of the maps, there are also two lines of words: Heaven and earth have ten directions, and one strategy is to paint ten thousand souls. The handwriting was a little sloppy, but Xiyue still recognized it, it was Yan Xu's words.

She read it lightly, but she didn't know what it meant, frowned, turned her head to look away, and was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of her, the four walls were full of painting scrolls, and among these paintings, all the paintings were the same woman, and she could vaguely identify the person in the painting who Yan Xu was staring at affectionately just now.

She holds the claw lamp in her hand and looks at it carefully, on each painting, the woman has a different posture, or the moon strokes the qin, or leans on the couch to read a book, or the lakeside lotus picking, and the most painted is her dancing. Xiyue stood there dumbfounded, all she could see was the woman, she looked at the woman, and the woman looked at her, smiling smartly...... She vaguely felt that the woman was familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Is she the person Yan Xu has always loved? That gorgeous peerless face made her feel a heart-wrenching pain, but she had to admit that if Yan Xu stood with her, what kind of fairy couple would she be.

The wick snapped softly, waking Xiyue up, this place full of memories in Yan Xu's heart, she didn't want to stay for a moment. She turned and walked back, only to find that the secret door had closed automatically. She looked at the secret room, which was identical to the study outside, with a bookshelf still on the east side. She thought that since the switch that came in was on the bookshelf, probably the switch that went out would also be on the corresponding bookshelf.

She tried to find the switch, but this bookshelf was different from the one outside, there were many old books on it, and she glanced at it, and it was full of local chronicles or martial arts secrets. She was a little anxious, and pressed it a few times, but when she heard a few clicks, a square tunnel opened in the corner of the wall.

She didn't expect that there was another secret room in the secret room at all, what was the important thing that would make Yan Xu so careful and hide in the secret room? The room was silent, only the faint candlelight flickered slightly, and her chest throbbed violently as she looked at the gloomy opening.

After a moment's hesitation, curiosity prevailed. Xiyue swallowed her saliva and stepped into the tunnel with a sheep's horn lamp. The tunnel is a circular stone staircase, the more you go down, the more you feel a burst of cold air, it seems to be colder than outside, she is secretly frightened in her heart, could it be that there is an ice cellar below?

Finally went down to the ground, Xiyue was already shivering with cold, raised the horn lamp and shone it, this basement was really full of large ice bricks, and the cold air was lingering, except for a jade coffin with the appearance of white jade in the center, there was nothing in the room.

A trace of fear suddenly rose in her heart, she just thought that there was a possibility that there was something related to the woman hidden in the basement, but if the things here had nothing to do with the woman, she didn't want to know at all. She wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but her mind moved, but she endured it, and instead approached the jade coffin.

She tried to reach out and touch it, but as soon as her hand touched the wall of the coffin, she suddenly felt cold to the bone, this jade coffin didn't know what kind of material it was, it was even colder than real ice. She gasped and retracted her hand, put down the claw lamp, tore off half of her skirt and wrapped her hands, and then pushed the lid of the coffin about two feet wide. Pressing the wild beating of her heart, she raised the lamp again and shone into the jade coffin. Under the light, she staggered back two steps, although she had a vague premonition in her heart, there was still a chill from the top of her head to her back.

In the jade coffin lay a young woman, with willow-like eyebrows, long eyeliner and eyelashes, plump lips, a tall nose, a small melon seed face, and a bright red satin on her body, as if she had just put on a new dress. I thought I would see a terrible corpse, but I didn't expect the woman lying in the jade coffin to look like a sleeping person no matter her appearance, hair and skin.

And this person is the woman in the painting. As for the identity of this woman, even if she doesn't want to believe it, at this moment, she can no longer deceive herself, it is the late princess.

She was so frightened that she stumbled back to the stone steps, wanting to leave, but then she thought that she must not let Yan Xu find out that she had been here, and forced herself to calm down and close the jade coffin. Back in the secret room, I rummaged through the bookshelves and finally opened the secret door.

Probably uneasy, just left the garden she ran into trouble, wanted to climb a pine and cypress, with the help of the height of the pine and cypress into their own garden, but the foot slipped, actually stepped on the pine branch to break the force, people lost their center of gravity and fell.

The guard, who was patrolling not far away, heard the noise and approached her with a wind lantern. Xiyue was shocked, and wanted to leave, but the center of her foot tingled, and she was twisted. She was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat, and when she was at a loss, she suddenly felt someone approaching behind her. She was startled, and her backhand was a slap, but it was too late, her body was tightened from behind, and her mouth was tightly covered.

The man's strength was so great that she was confined to his broad chest, unable to move at all, a warm breath came from behind, and a low voice sounded in her ears, "Don't be afraid, it's me." ”

She heard that it was Zishuo's voice, and before she could react, he had already hugged her tightly and hurried. When they finally stopped, the two of them had already arrived at Siguo Palace. There are only two abolished concubines living in Siguo Palace, and there are only four or five people in the palace who are waiting.

Although if she hadn't had his help just now, she might not have been able to get out of danger, but at this time, she was still a little dissatisfied with his rudeness. She broke free of Zishuo's hand and glared at him, "Why are you there?" ”

Zishuo didn't seem to hear her words, looked at her with half-lowered eyes, his face was a little gloomy, and he actually asked, "Didn't you hear what I said to you that day?" I waited for you for seven nights. ”

Xiyue was stunned, he did tell her that day that he would meet in Siguo Palace when he was a child, but she didn't think about coming to see him at all, "Who do you think you are?" Why should I listen to you? ”

Zishuo's originally gloomy face sank even more after hearing this, he half-squinted at her, and there was a faint anger in his eyes, "Who am I?" You've really forgotten everything, you're chic. ”

The slightly resentful words made Xiyue a little frightened, but she didn't want him to see her cowardice, so she took a step back and said, "Then you say, who are you?" ”

She stepped back, but Zishuo took a step forward and looked her in the eyes, "I can tell you who I am, but you have to believe me when I say it." ”

This man is really arrogant, why should she believe what he says? She sneered, "You can say what you want, believe it or not, it's my business." Besides, who you are and what does it have to do with me? ”