Things come and go quickly, the Ministry of Industry Shangshu Sun Lizheng supervised the construction of the imperial mausoleum finally under the overnight rush to work, the three-day period has arrived, when Sun Lizheng returned to Beijing, the fat on that body seems to be much less, Jun Qianyi's body can finally be buried safely, and all the royal family members are also relieved.

There is still a distance to welcome the dragon body to the imperial tomb, this morning so everyone wears linen and white cloth, Jun Mo hesitates to stand in a black dress, a white hair is only pulled up with a wooden hairpin, and the makeup that has always been carefully depicted, but at this moment there is no rouge, which perfectly shows the unique elegance of Jun Moxi, and the beautiful face is petite and exquisite.

The honor guard of the royal family went all the way around Kyoto from the palace to the east, where the dragon vein is located, and it is also the place where the imperial tomb was built, Jun Mo regrets that in her previous life, she also personally sent her father into the imperial mausoleum, and now it is repeated again, Jun Mo regrets what he thinks in his heart is already different, and the death of his father is still not avenged, but Jun Mo regret knows the reason.

Now on the way to the imperial mausoleum, Jun Mo Xi no longer feels confused and panicked, but more and more determined, this Hanyang burden, Jun Mo Xi is willing to provoke, this Hanyang royal bloodline, must not be disrupted in his own generation, Hanyang throne, can only be sat by her Jun Mo Xi.

When going to the imperial mausoleum, the momentum was huge, when he came back, only a tablet held in his hand was nothing more, Jun Mo regretted to return to the palace ancestral hall, solemnly put the tablet in his hand on the high hall, lifted his robe and knelt down, and the princes in the rear knelt on the ground, and the long voice of the master of ceremonies read out the honor and disgrace of his father's life, and the imperial history on the side recorded Jun Qianyi's life in the Hanyang history.

The night is long, Jun Mo hesitated to kneel before the ancestral hall, stubbornly unwilling to get up, she wanted to accompany her father at will, the father who loved her and cherished her, the words before her death still seemed to echo in her ears, and the promise to teach archery was not fulfilled after all, and no one would gently stroke her hair and call for a pity.

The flames of the candles wept secretly, Jun Mo regretted to retreat everyone, only locked himself in the ancestral hall, kneeling upright, the fragile expression on his face appeared without concealment, only in this way would Jun Mo regret show the fragility of the light yì in his heart that would be broken.

At midnight, Jun Moxi had already felt the sluggish breath in his chest, in the end, his body was weak, and he couldn't hold it for a long time, Jun Moxi moved his body with a wry smile, and wanted to stand up, but there was a feeling of dizziness in his head, and Jun Moxi's body shook and fell to the ground.

Jun Moxi tried his best to control himself, but after all, he couldn't control himself, let himself fall, he thought it would hurt, but he accidentally fell into a warm embrace, Jun Moxi was shocked in vain, and one side of his head met the dark and deep eyes, the cold touch between his noses, she was so close to him, and the iron smell on the iron mask penetrated into her nose.

"You ......" Jun didn't hesitate to open his mouth, and he felt the dryness in his throat, and frowned slightly uncomfortably, the iron-masked man's eyes became more and more unkind, and the corners of his lips that were slightly curved down were very permeable.

"Too weak." The man spit out two cold words slightly, stared at Jun Moxi for a long time, and hugged Jun Moxi horizontally without any defense, Jun Moxi gasped, he didn't even have time to be surprised, he only felt that his cheeks were hot in vain, she had never been hugged by a man like this, even if she was in her previous life and Qin Muyu, she was just extremely regular, how could she dare to have such a faux pas.

"Drink." Jun Mo Xi forced himself to suppress the sharp beat in his heart, tremblingly took the teacup in the man's hand, pursed his lips and took a sip, which moistened his throat.

"Thank you." Jun Moxi glanced at the man, intending to see his expression clearly, but was obscured by the mask, Jun Moxi frowned slightly and did not speak.

"With such a physique, you dare to kneel in front of the hall, you are really too idle." The man stood up, his cold aura was even worse than before, Jun Mo frowned when he heard this, why did she feel the faint anger on his body?

"It's not fine." Jun Moxi smiled slightly, and suddenly the iron-masked man stared at Jun Moxi, and the deep and cold eyes saw Jun Moxi shake the teacup in his hand tightly, thinking that he was trying to do something, but he didn't want the man to turn around and leave directly and neatly and said, "Your maid is looking for you." ”

After that, there was no follow-up, and when Jun Mo was stunned, he heard the sound of knocking on the door, so he frowned a little strangely, raised his voice and called people in.

Wu Yao entered according to his words, and saw Jun Moxi sitting on the table and chair in the inner room with a pale face, and was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask Jun Moxi about the situation, and was relieved to hear Jun Moxi say that it was okay but he was lacking.

The night passed like this, and the palace was surrounded by a melancholy atmosphere for three consecutive days, and Jun did not hesitate to stay in the ancestral hall for three consecutive days, eating and drinking were all sent into it, only after three days, all the white cloths in the Hanyang Palace were removed and replaced with new brocade cloths.

Jun Mo Xi also returned to the prince's bedroom, and it seemed that everything was restored as usual.

The bright sunlight shone into the house, Jun Mo Xi sat on the side of the desk in a dark purple robe, Qi An lowered his head and polished the ink, Jun Mo Xi looked at the fold in his hand, and frowned slightly.

"The fold of the imperial examination has been handed over, Qi An, go and get the jade seal to come to the palace to seal it." Jun Mo didn't even raise his head and said.

Qi An bowed, turned into the inner room and walked to the side of the bookcase, opened the secret grid, and raised his hand as usual to take out the golden dragon head brocade box in the dark grid.

Jun Mo Xi put down the fold in his hand, picked up the pen and wrote the edict of the holy decree, the imperial examination will be held after the condolence banquet, which of course needs to be prepared in advance, Jun Mo Xi put down the brush in his hand, as usual to open the jade seal handed by Qi An, but at the moment of opening the brocade box, Qi An gasped.

The seal carved from white jade has turned into a pitch-black stone, and the most important jade seal in the palace is nowhere to be found, Qi An's body trembled fiercely, and he raised his head slightly to look at Jun Moxi's expression, but he was surprised to see Jun Moxi's face as calm as usual, as if he was not in a hurry at all about the theft of this jade seal.

"Gather all the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace of the prince." Jun Mo slowly covered the brocade box in his hand, and his slightly raised face was still as calm as ever, but his black eyes became more and more terrifying.

"Minions, let's do it." Qi An himself didn't feel that his voice was trembling, he knew how important this jade seal of the Hanyang royal family was.

Now that this jade seal has been stolen, if it is used by people with a heart to make a fuss, Hanyang is in danger!