The water is icy.

A large amount of water still gushes down the only outlet above the corner, pouring into the small space. Lan Zui relied on the constant kicking of his legs and the weak buoyancy of his backpack to keep his neck above the water, and quickly took in his environment with the light and dim miner's lamp above his head. The surroundings were very smooth, there was nothing to borrow, and the legs kept kicking, consuming most of the strength that Lan Zui had accumulated. The injured ankle was no longer the piercing pain that it had when it was first injured, but the loss of pain made Lan drunk more and more anxious. Hypothermia, coldness, and numbness, the combination of these three things is enough to drag Lan drunk into the depths of this small puddle.

Lan drunk laboriously unfastened the shoulder straps and belt of the backpack. The price of this backpack is staggering, but it shows its importance in important moments. The shape of the backpack is flat, slightly long, and the width of the human body, and the outer layer is all made of waterproof fabric, and more importantly, once the upper half of the bag is in contact with water, the two sides of the bag will automatically inflate and bulge to form a small buoyancy circle. Although this buoyancy circle cannot fully support a person's weight, it is enough to hold up the backpack itself, allowing it to float on the water to protect the materials in the bag to the greatest extent.

Lan Zui hugged the bag, hesitated, and pressed the switch button of the backpack. She knew that as soon as she unzipped the backpack, the water would quickly pour into the backpack and turn some of the contents into waste. But Lan Zui had no choice, her situation did not allow her to stay in the water, even if there was no way for her to escape, at least she would have to climb above the water.

His hand kept groping in the bag, and Lan Zui's eyebrows were furrowed. Jun Yihuang poked her head into the mouth of the bag, but she didn't know what she was looking for, until Lan Zui took out a heavy device similar to a pistol, but much larger than a pistol, aimed it at the empty and slippery wall, and pulled the trigger.

A thin wire shot at the tight wall at an invisible speed with the pull of the trigger, and with a soft 'ding' sound, the head of the wire was embedded in the stone wall. Lan Zui pulled the tightrope and pressed the black button under the trigger, and at the same time as the inside of the instrument in his hand made a pulley sound, Lan Zui's body quickly approached the slippery wall as the wire shortened.

"What is this?"

"Grabber guns." The feeling of leaning on a thin wire is unreliable, but it is better than being soaked in water and being turned into a corpse. Lan Zui put the wire around his body and trapped himself between the wire and the wall, trying to ignore the pain that was almost suffocating, and looked at the only entrance and exit of the continuous flow of water melancholy: "The water is too big now, I can only wait until it stops to see if I can climb up." I don't know what happened to the others. ”

Jun Yihuang floated silently in the air, looking at the woman in front of him who was also hanging in the air, resembling some kind of arthropod, and said after a long while: "I shouldn't have asked you to help me find my soul." ”

"What, you don't want to be reincarnated?"

"......" Jun Yihuang didn't speak, but the appearance of Lan drunk on the water just now was still vivid.

She didn't know what would happen to Lan Drunk if she really sank.

She has always known very well that the person she loves is Su Lingyu thousands of years ago, even if she later found out that Su Lingyu didn't seem to love her as much as she thought she would, and while being betrayed, she still couldn't forget the former lover who accompanied her in the palace and swore an oath.

As for Lan Zui, she couldn't sort out her true feelings for Lan Zui at all. When they first met in the tomb, she vented her resentment and pain for Su Lingyu's betrayal on Lan Zui's body. Later, although she repeatedly appeared that she could distinguish the difference between Lan Zui and Su Lingyu, in fact, she still regarded Lan Zui as Su Lingyu's stand-in most of the time, covering her ears and stealing the bell to relive the happiness of the past. But now, seeing Lan Zui, who has experienced so many crises and almost buried his life in the tomb of this old man, Jun Yihuang began to wonder.

She could feel that Lan Zui had feelings for her, but for Su Lingyu, she had been pretending to be stupid. But can it continue like this? If it goes on like this, is it fair to Blue Drunk?

Compared with Lan Zui's life and death, Jun Yihuang suddenly felt that she was trapped in her own tomb, and the soul that she had been looking forward to for a thousand years of forced separation seemed to be no longer so important.

Jun Yihuang has never been a hard-hearted woman, and this is not the first time she has had this thought, but when she saw Lan Zui experiencing the deadly mechanism in the tomb and the moment when she was floating in the water, this thought completely and clearly erupted, and she even looked forward to turning back time, so that she never made this request to Lan Zui.

Lan Zui didn't know what Jun Yihuang's silence meant, and she wasn't in the mood to figure it out.

This room full of water, even above the water, was covered with wet moisture. Leaving the water does not mean that Lan Zui has gained warmth, but it is only a slightly better situation relatively speaking, which is not enough for Lan Zui to relax and rest.

The soaked clothes are wrapped around the body, and the chill in the water continues to be instilled into the cracks of the bones all the time, Lan Zui can hear his teeth constantly bumping up and down because of the cold, making a sound of rattling, and his whole body is also frozen and stiff, and he can only maintain the basic action of kicking on the wall, and the most important thing is the sleepiness caused by cold, blood loss and body loss, which makes the eyelids become extremely heavy, and every blink requires a lot of effort to open it again, Lan Zui knows very well, if he falls asleep in this case, She may never wake up again.

"Junjun, I'm sleepy." When a person is trapped to a certain extent, he must distract his attention from other aspects if he wants not to fall asleep. Lan Zui obviously planned to do so, so Jun Yihuang naturally became the target of her distraction and resistance to sleepiness.

Jun Yihuang floated in front of Lan Zui, and replied seriously and resolutely with a distance almost face-to-face: "You are not allowed to sleep, if you fall asleep, I will continue to cut a few cuts on your body with a wind knife." ”

"......" Even if he understood Jun Yihuang's good intentions, Lan Zui still wanted to repeat the previous question: Junjun, what kind of grudge do I have with you?

"Let's talk to me." Lan Zui sighed, thought about it, and asked a question that he had never figured out: "Junjun, how much do you remember about the past?" ”

"What do you want to ask?"

"At the bronze gate, when I was unconscious, I dreamed again."

"I know."

"I dreamed that Su Lingyu was wronged and said that she had harmed Concubine Jing's womb. But I still can't understand why Liu Shilan is so sure that Su Lingyu will give the drug-soaked step shake to Concubine Jing? If Concubine Jing didn't wear the step shake continuously, then her fetus wouldn't slip, right? ”

Jun Yihuang looked at Lan drunk quietly for a long time, and then there was a look of helplessness and memory on his face: "You guys...... Even the questions asked are exactly the same. ”

"What?"

"After I rescued Yu'er, she asked me the same question. It's impossible to question this kind of thing, and I can only guess what happened that time...... It's purely a coincidence. ”

"Coincidence?"

"Not bad, coincidence. The medicine-soaked Bu Shao was not intended for Xia Ruoqing, but for Yu'er. After Yu'er first inherited the emperor's grace, Liu Shilan

In order to prevent the rain from getting pregnant, this step shake was sent in advance. No matter whether you wear it in the rain or put it in makeup, long-term contact with rosemary will not be so easy to conceive. But Liu Shilan didn't expect that Yu'er's step would be forced by Xia Ruoqing to go, but this was crooked, just as they wanted, killing three birds with one stone, and being able to stay out of the way cleanly. ”

"I don't quite understand, after all, Emperor Nanzhao will summon people to sleep every night, can't Liu Shilan still send a step to everyone to shake?" Although Lan Zui is smart and clever, after all, she has never personally experienced the jealousy and intrigue of the harem, and all she can do is actually just a bystander.

"It's you don't remember." Jun Yihuang took a deep look at Lan Drunk's face, and said in a deep voice: "Yu'er-it's different from others. ”

"Huh?"

"Yu'er's face is similar to the queen, and Yu'er's external temperament is graceful and gentle, which is also the type that Emperor Nanzhao loved. At that time, because the queen lost her son, she was sick for a long time, and she could no longer sleep for Emperor Nanzhao. Even if Emperor Nanzhao still often stayed in the queen's palace at night, it was just a simple overnight stay. Emperor...... In fact, there is sincerity, and the lover is out of reach, so it is understandable for Emperor Nanzhao to find a similar replacement. Since it is similar, empathy and pampering are naturally more common. ”

“……”

That's why Liu Shilan and the others were afraid that Yu'er would be favored, and they were even more afraid that Yu'er would be pregnant. With the queen's physical condition, the funeral is only a matter of time. If Yu'er is pregnant, wouldn't Concubine Xin and Liu Shilan be hopeless? It was that step at that time that it had nothing to do with the design of Xia Ruoqing. Even if Yu'er's step was not asked by Xia Ruoqing, it would not be difficult for Xia Ruoqing to smell the aroma of rosemary every day and then destroy the corpse, and it was not uncommon for the palace to place confidants in each other, buy and coerce other concubines with the lives of their relatives. It's just that they never expected that Bu Shao would come to Xia Ruoqing, this time Xia Ruoqing's fetus in her womb was not guaranteed, pushing Yu'er to the cusp, and pulling me into troubled waters by the way, such a good strategy, how could I not use it. ”

"......" Lan Zui couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold moisture, although there are deceitful people in modern shopping malls, but where can they compare to the intrigues and tricks of the ancient harem women. Compared to the group of women in the dream, she is so happy.

"And then?" After sighing with emotion, Lan Zui couldn't help but ask curiously, "After you saved Su Lingyu, how was it?" ”

"How is it......" Jun Yihuang's eyes became hazy, and the whole person seemed to be dragged back to the time and space of a thousand years ago by this question.

The concubine is actually the emperor's woman.

If this woman is no longer favored by the emperor, then correspondingly, the so-called status, identity, treatment, and qiē will all become an empty name and worthless.

Su Lingyu didn't believe it, even though she had tasted this hardship at the beginning of entering the palace, she didn't include the person who was in the concubine's position and the object of envy and jealousy of the palaces into this range.

But—Su Lingyu found out that she was wrong.

Su Lingyu's grounding order has been pardoned by Emperor Nanzhao because of Jun Yihuang's intercession, and her illness has gradually healed under the day and night of Qingxuan's day-and-night care and non-stop decoction.

The East Warm Pavilion of Qingtao Garden has long been inaccessible, and it is still more than before. This qiē was all expected by Su Lingyu, so she just endured it silently, seeing this court more and more thoroughly, and only venting all her attention and enthusiasm on the only woman.

"Sister Jun." Su Lingyu lifted the tinkling crystal bead curtain and strolled into the cold and silent room. This year, it was very cold, and it was still the season of golden leaves in early autumn, and the chill of the night was enough to freeze people's hands and feet.

Su Lingyu looked at the woman with hair in the room who ignored her, and waived all the etiquette of her previous status, walked straight to the person, pulled out the scroll in her hand, and put it on a few cases at will.

Jun Yihuang's long eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at Su Lingyu, who also had a calm face, unhappily: "Yu'er, you are becoming more and more unruly. ”

"Reading in such a dim candlelight, don't your eyes hurt?" Su Lingyu didn't feel reproached, but just stroked his palm on Jun Yihuang's empty hand: "The palm of my hand is colder than that of me who just came from outside, what about Xianyue?" I didn't even make a charcoal fire, where did I go to hide from it?! ”

"It's not winter yet, and there is no charcoal fire in the palace, so she went to get it." Jun Yihuang slowly withdrew his hands, and a smile appeared on his usually cold face: "You have a very big temper now, and you are in charge of people in my palace." ”

Su Lingyu stopped talking, took the food box that Qing Xuan was holding in his hand, and took out the pastries that were in the box one by one: "I made it myself, it must not be as exquisite as the chef in the imperial dining room, so I will eat some." ”

"You...... Why bother, I haven't been sad to get to this point. Having said this, Jun Yihuang still picked up a piece of cake and fed a corner to his mouth.

The flour used to make the pastry is not good, there will be a few rough particles after it melts in the mouth, Jun Yihuang chewed silently, and did not show an abnormal look, but Su Lingyu still saw the unsatisfactory of the pastry from her casual eye waves: "The powder is coarse, I'll find some good ones next time." ”

"Yu'er, you don't have to do this." Jun Yihuang aimed his eyes at her and looked at her with a serious and calm attitude: "Are you repaying your kindness?" ”

"You and I have the grace to save my life."

"Since I have received your gift, my people should naturally protect it." Jun Yihuang gave this answer that has been talked about thousands of times, but it is the same every time.

"I know that every bit of grace springs up in return, and this is also the truth that I have learned from the books of the sages I have read since I was a child." Su Lingyu picked up a cake and looked at it for a long time, but didn't take a bite: "Sister Jun, don't you regret saving me at all?" ”

"There is nothing to regret in this world. Besides, now I don't have to worry about the affairs of the six palaces, and I also hate the competition for favor in this palace, □□ but now I am idle. ”

"It's a good thing that you can be happy, but at least you have to worry about food and clothing, and the palace people are waiting for you. Now...... If it was usual, the weather was a little cold, and the Yellow Gate of Internal Affairs would have already sent the charcoal fire to Wang, where would you let your personal palace maid ask for it! ”

Jun Yihuang smiled faintly and didn't answer.

Her temperament was not loved by Emperor Nanzhao, but she took the initiative to stir into the troubled waters of Su Lingyu Xia Ruoqing, and lost the right to be in charge of the six palaces. Two things followed, and Jun Yihuang's status in the Nanzhao harem took a sharp turn, from the high-ranking concubine to the cold palace concubine in front of the door.

At this time, the name of the concubine left to her by Emperor Nanzhao was just a name.

Climbing high and stepping low is a compulsory study for every palace person, and in the past, Jun Yihuang was decisive and strict when he was in charge, and he didn't know how many palace concubines he offended in the open and secret.

"The Queen's Mother...... I'm afraid it's not a few days, right? Su Lingyu didn't want to mention the heavy topic that had already passed, so he turned the question to another topic that was equally heavy and everyone in the harem was paying attention.

"Well, Your Majesty has been with the queen for the past few days, and even the morning court has not been on for two days." For the man who should have belonged to his husband, but in fact had no feelings, Jun Yihuang was slightly admired. She was born in the royal family, and she understands the truth of the emperor's widowhood, but Emperor Nanzhao obviously does not belong to this list entirely, although she must pamper the beauties of the harem for the sake of the continuation of her heirs, but her mind is still concerned about the queen with knotted hair. This is already rare among contemporary emperors.

And this seemingly calm, but occasional Nanzhao harem, I am afraid that it will soon be about to open a new round of turbulence.

Su Lingyu sighed slightly, Su Lingyu felt sorry for this gentle and atmospheric queen who only had one side. If it weren't for the queen's knowledge, I was afraid that Su Lingyu would not wait for Jun Yihuang's request for help, and would have been executed by the angry queen mother.

It's just that the mandate of heaven is not up to man, and the queen of the lord of the harem behind her, the queen of ten thousand people, still can't escape the reincarnation of heaven.

But...... This may be a great opportunity to get out of this predicament.

Su Lingyu was on the side of the queen in Ning'an Palace, and only then did she realize that her face was somewhat similar to that of the high-ranking queen.

Since the emperor and queen are deeply affectionate, why not give it a try?

Not for himself, at least for the sake of this concubine who pulled herself back from the brink of madness, Jun Yihuang.

Now it's just a lack of food and food, what about in the future? There are too many things in the palace that eat people without spitting out bones, Jun Yihuang has lost her power now, and she can't protect herself and protect her, so let's change it.

In the future, she will protect Jun Yihuang.

Although the gray smoke was a little choking, the temperature in the house rose rapidly as the charcoal fire flickered and went out, and it was no longer as cold as before.

Su Lingyu sat on the edge of the chair, all his thoughts were just circulating in his head, and he didn't overflow at all. Her face is still as warm as a smile like water, the corners of her lips are shallowly hooked, watching Jun Yihuang lower her head and slowly taste the pastries she made with her own hands, full of warmth, and her eyes ripple with tenderness and happiness that she doesn't even know.

"Qingxuan, you want to ask Aunt Qin Caifeng out, I have something to talk to her."

Walking slowly in the imperial garden, Su Lingyu didn't look back, and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by Qing Xuan.

Qing Xuan frowned, lowered her head and said: "Change clothes, at this moment, everyone in the palace is watching every move around the queen and the queen mother, and at this time, I am afraid to meet Aunt Qin, I am afraid of ......"

"Gotta give it a try." Su Lingyu stretched out her finger to catch the dead leaves falling above her head, and sighed lightly: "I can't let Sister Jun go on like this." I caused her to lose the power of the six palaces, at least I want to return her peace and wealth. Once the queen travels west, the new ascendant is nothing more than a few old people in the palace. They are no better than the queen, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and after taking the throne, what should be done is to eradicate the former opponents. Qi County has not been overturned, and Sister Jun is still the first of the four concubines, how can they tolerate her in their eyes? ”

"But ......"

"My life was saved by Sister Jun, and I can't watch her enter the Jedi. Repay kindness with kindness, repay grievances with grievances, Qingxuan, you know my character. Su Lingyu unfolded Qingxuan's palm, and then put the completely yellowed leaf into her palm, and then held her fingers together, the withered and crisp leaves could not bear this torture, and made a broken and crisp sound of the leaf veins: "People don't offend me, I don't offend people." If anyone sins against me, it will be paid back tenfold. ”

Su Lingyu's voice was soft, but there was an indescribable chill. Qingxuan couldn't help but shudder slightly, and looked up at her in a daze. Su Lingyu was still smiling, but what flowed out of his apricot eyes was a dark and bottomless coldness.

"Tomorrow, the old man will be the old place." On the fragrant piece of paper, there are only eight characters. After Su Lingyu finished reading it, a light smile bloomed on the corner of his lips, and he put the end of the note on the fire candle, looking at the warm light that suddenly lit up.

She has never been able to get out of this quagmire, and even if she gets rid of it, she still forces herself to step on it again for one reason or another, and she falls deeper and deeper.

She used to be too naïve.

Who can really get rid of this filth and clean themselves? Out of the sludge without staining - it turned out to be just a joke.

The sun is shining.

The autumn sun is warm, and the dilapidated Langya Hall is also dyed with a layer of gold. Su Lingyu came very early this time, stepping on the back-patterned pattern board that had been divided into pieces by weeds and circled the entire Langya Palace. Su Lingyu seemed to have seen that tragic night, screaming, begging for mercy, blood, and flesh scraps, and one by one the living people were dragged to this corner, and the corpses that were beaten to the point of broken bones were dragged out of the spacious and gorgeous palace gate one by one.

At that time, the stunning woman who lived in the Langya Palace, heard the endless miserable screams outside the hall, what was she thinking?

Is it worth it for a man, for a position, for that ethereal pampering?

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