It's over, it's over, it's over, this pit is so deep, there must be no scum when you fall down.

"Ahh

At the moment when she was about to land, she stopped in mid-air, Shunhua quietly opened her eyes, and found that Fu Mujin was holding her firmly and standing in the pit.

"Thank you, but you can let Miss Ben down."

"I don't want to let it go all of a sudden." Someone suddenly loses his temper.

"Hurry up and let Miss Ben down, Doctor Fu, what kind of system have you become like this." The little woman got serious.

"Don't let go, my husband will keep holding it like this today."

"If you don't let go, do you believe that Miss Ben and you will die?" The angry Shunhua raised her hand, but Fu Mujin didn't believe that she would fight down.

"Lady, you are obviously happy with me, why do we have to be like this?"

He looked at her sadly, gently lowered her, and whispered.

"Between you and me, there are too many inexplicable and unclear obstacles, maybe it is fate, we can't be together."

Shunhua looked up, looked at the pit that was unknown how high it was, and the outline around it, and suddenly found that they were in a tomb.

She slowly walked forward, looked curiously at the marble sarcophagus, and suddenly remembered the words of the fortune teller.

"I remember that the fortune teller I met at the Temple of Our Lady last time said that the Temple of Our Lady was once the mausoleum of the first monarch of Wanqiong Kingdom, and this finely carved sarcophagus could it be his coffin?"

Fu Mujin looked down at the tiger stripes on the sarcophagus, and his slender fingers carefully slid down on the font of the coffin, and read: "I can't live together, I wish to be in the same cave after death, bury purple flowers in my clothes, and be involved in each other, it's really strange, I have heard that the first monarch of Wanqiong Kingdom, Rong Ma has been married all his life... Lady, what do you want to do? ”

Hearing this, Shun Hua blinked slightly, pushed open the sarcophagus with all his might, and found that there were two sets of bones in the coffin, and seeing that the clothes should be a man and a woman, Shun Hua suddenly smiled brightly.

"Lady?" Fu Mujin called out puzzled.

"It turns out that there is no legend of the saint at all, and the first monarch of Wanqiong Kingdom can't be with his beloved until he dies, so he created the legend of the saint, so that he can be buried with her after death."

"Lady, why do you say this?" He followed Shunhua's gaze and looked towards the coffin.

"The meaning of the poem is that they can't be married in life, and they wish to be buried together after death, and bury purple flowers in their clothes, which means to hide their love in their hearts, and it is likely that the identity of the two people is very different, as a monarch, he can't tell the world this love, but in order to be buried with his beloved, he created the legend of the saint, let the woman become a saint, and choose a place for them to be buried together."

Fu Mujin took over the conversation and pondered.

"Later generations thought it was true, so this legend has been followed by every generation of monarchs."

"That's right, now Minghua and Wan Qiong are bound to have a fierce battle, but Wan Qiong's monarch is struggling with the matter of the new dragon vein and refuses to make a decision, which is a bit ridiculous to think about..."

Suddenly, a small hole appeared in the wall, and Shunhua instantly remembered the last time he strayed into the agency.

"Be careful."

Shunhua grabbed Fu Mujian's clothes, turned around, and blocked the hidden weapon shot from the mechanism on the wall for him, and immediately, a blood-stained iron bead fell to the ground, stirring up a small amount of dust and smoke.

"Lady-"

She felt a warm, wet feeling at the back of her head, and her vision began to blur.

"Lady, wake up, the marriage book, the marriage book that you tore up, the husband has already glued it up, that name, I never wrote...", he called out to her with a trembling voice, trying to keep her awake.

"I know, later... I thought that even if you woke up with a serious injury, you couldn't write so neatly, great... This time, I can protect you..."

Shunhua, who was smiling, looked at the weeping Fu Muhibiscus and closed his eyes silently.

I don't know how long later, in the darkness, she retrieved all the memories that had disappeared.

I remembered the bamboo fragrance wafting in the wind, and the green, beautiful voice.

"The medicine is so bitter."

"Add a candied fruit and it won't be bitter."

Warm tears slowly slipped from the corners of her eyes.

*

In the middle of the night, a chamberlain eunuch walked into the palace of the queen's mother, who was dressing up and preparing for bed.

The graceful and luxurious queen's long hair falls on her shoulders, although she is a little beautiful in the twilight, but she can still see her past beauty and brilliance from the outline of her facial features.

"How's it going?"

"Returning to the queen, my subordinates have sent someone to assassinate the woman who was born in the same year, month, and day as the princess according to your instructions, but there seems to be a master beside her, and the killers sent by him were all knocked unconscious by him."

"Waste, if she is left alive, there will be a curse." She said with a cold look in her eyes.

"Please calm the queen's anger, although the subordinates did not succeed in the assassination, but later, the subordinates found that they fell into a deep pit, presumably, nine deaths, I am afraid there is no possibility of survival."

"This palace doesn't want to die nine times, this palace wants you to confirm her head two places." The vicious woman gently stroked the white hair under the hairpin, looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and said fiercely.

"Yes, my subordinates will go."

As soon as the eunuch left, the queen changed her face and smiled kindly.

"Quick, help the palace to make up, the palace will rescue Princess Ruiyang of the palace before the birthday banquet."

"Yes, Queen."

After dressing up the queen, the strange old lady followed her to the cold palace where no one should enter, and when she saw Princess Ruiyang's embarrassed appearance, she couldn't help but be shocked.

"Good daughter of this palace, your father has only locked you up for a day, how did you become like this?" She touched Princess Ruiyang's face with pity, looked at the haggard face, and was anxious.

"Mother, is my father confused, he actually wants to lock up Ruiyang here."

Before the words were finished, the queen slapped Ruiyang, who was crying and mournful, and slapped her.

"The Queen Mother... Even you beat me? She was full of tears and tears.

"Ruiyang, it's not your father who is confused, it's you, can't you see the situation clearly now?"

The queen said sternly: "In the past, your father favored you and indulged you, all because you were not only his daughter, but also the holy daughter of Wanqiong, you made him proud and proud, but, look at the presumptuous appearance in the hall, he didn't leave half of his face for your father, how did you let him give you down the steps, how to help you block the mouth of Youyou." ”

"Queen Mother, why don't you understand, Ruiyang is not wrong, it is the father who is arguing all day long to ask his son to point to what dragon vein, and the son will point it indiscriminately, and now, if something is bad, all the fault will be put on the daughter, which is really unfair."

"Ruiyang, the good daughter of this palace, you can have a long heart, is it your father who wants you to die? It's a hundred civil and military officials, it's the people of the world, now they don't believe in you anymore, and the people are full of grievances, even if they don't behead you to show the public, they will lock you up in this cold palace for the rest of your life, do you really want to stay here? ”

The queen touched Ruiyang's face and looked into her eyes with pity.

"Don't, don't, don't."

Ruiyang threw herself into the arms of the queen mother and cried bitterly.

"Queen Mother, please save Ruiyang out, Ruiyang will definitely be obedient this time, don't make you and your father angry, there are rats here, at night, there is still a gust of wind, so scary..."

"Okay, since you're willing to admit your mistake, Mama Lu, give the pen and paper to the princess." The queen mother commanded in a low voice.

"Yes, sissy."

Princess Ruiyang was stunned to take the thick scroll and pen and ink from Mama Lu's hand, looking dazed.

"Queen Mother, what are you doing here, are you painting for Ruiyang to relieve boredom?"

She threw down the scroll and pen and ink with one hand, and the ink inkstone suddenly fell into several pieces.

"No, can't you save Ruiyang right away?"

"Pick it up." The queen changed her face and said coldly.

Ruiyang was stunned, and slowly bent down to pick up something on the ground.

"Queen Mother, what do you want your son to do?"

"Copy the Diamond Sutra a hundred times, and tell your father that you are wrong, you have to copy the Sutra for the people who died in vain, and pray for the people who are well, and when you finish copying the Diamond Sutra a hundred times, the palace will naturally have a way to rescue you before your birthday."

"Really?" Ruiyang rolled his eyes hesitantly, and said coquettishly: "Queen Mother, will it be too much a hundred times, Ruiyang has never written so many words, his hands will be abolished, and besides, this ink inkstone is also broken." ”

"Good daughter, think of the rats here and the cold wind at night, this palace believes that even if you bite your fingers, you will finish it."

After speaking, the queen mother turned around silently and signaled to Mama Lu.

"Princess Ruiyang, the queen mother said, if you finish writing, hang the silk handkerchief on the tree, and the minions at the door will pass the news to the queen mother."

The old lady said as she put down the silk handkerchief and followed the queen out with her.

Sure enough, three days later, Princess Ruiyang, who had made up her mind, stood on the stool, hung the silk handkerchief on the tree with her blistered hands, and scolded fiercely with her eyes: "Yan Shunhua, you wait, when it comes to your father's birthday, this palace will let you taste what it means to be discredited, and you have nothing." ”

*

On this day, the whole country celebrated, the emperor's birthday, civil and military officials dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding gifts, in front of the palace gate lined up in a long line, a group of Praetorian Guards searched the carriage to salute, before being allowed to enter the palace.

Suddenly, a crystal whitewashed, gorgeous and exquisite carriage slowly walked towards the palace gate, and all the officials along the road paid attention, wanting to see the masked woman's appearance.

"Dare to ask who your Excellency is?"

"The master of my family is the eldest princess of Minghua Kingdom, this is a prayer."

The soldier approached the carriage a little closer, searched it carefully, and found that there was nothing unusual.

"Offended, please come in."

Not long after the carriage entered, a petty official whispered.

"This official thought it was a beauty from which country, but it turned out to be the ugly princess of Minghua Kingdom?"

"Ugly princess?"

"Haven't you heard that she fell off the cliff and fell all over her face with scars, which is scary."

"It's like this, it's a pity for those eyes."

"Don't think about it, this princess's name is He Shou, in fact, it is likely that she is here to spy on the military."

Compared with the happy atmosphere in front of the city gate, the imperial garden in the silent deep palace is much more dangerous.

"Princess, the person you want, the people have already brought, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed."

The female voice, as cold as frost and snow, quietly sounded by the lake, bringing a burst of cold air.

Yan Rubing's eyes regained their former brilliance, and now she is like a bow and arrow on a string, aiming the arrow at Shunhua's eyebrows.

"Very good, let Bengong take a look at the results of your training in the past few days."

Princess Ruiyang turned around, passed Yan Rubing, and walked straight to the man in the cloak.

She stretched out her white fingers and tore off the other's cloak, and in the moonlight, the face that made her so angry was revealed in front of people, she resisted the anger of slapping the other, raised the other's chin, and smiled treacherously.

He read coldly: "It's been a long time, Yan Shunhua." ”

"Princess, the show is about to be staged, why should you be angry."