"It's going to be fine." Yu Yanyi carefully rolled up Rong Qingshu's left sleeve, and when she saw her old and new wounds, her eyes froze.

The gauze that was originally bandaged had been soaked in blood, and the original color could not be distinguished, and Yu Yanyi's lips were tightly pursed.

"You don't have to put up with it." When Yu Yanyi looked at Rong Qingxuan, his cold eyes were full of tenderness again.

"Okay." Rong Qingshu couldn't help but smile, and the tears in his eyes gradually faded.

Dealing with wounds has always been to ask others to endure it, but Yu Yanyi is so different.

Yu Yanyi's movements were as gentle as possible, but when Rong Qingshu treated the wound, he still didn't control the strength well, and when the blood-stained gauze was removed, it pulled the wound and made the wound tear even more severe.

Because of the pain, Rong Qingfu couldn't help but gasp, but he still couldn't hold back and didn't say anything, so as not to make Yu Yanyi blame himself.

Yu Yan Yi stared intently at Rong Qing's injured arm, his eyes trembled, the wound turned out due to tearing, the flesh and blood were blurred, hideous and terrifying, and it was simply unbearable.

He knew that these injuries were all due to Ning Bi Jinglian's acquiescence.

"Do you have any medicine on you?" In order not to let Rong Qingshu notice his abnormality, but with a dazzling effort, his expression became invisible.

"Because of Yu Muchen's threatening words, I only brought poison powder with me, ready to use it for self-defense. Otherwise, I'll check your injuries when I fall here. "The medicine she brought from the house was all in the meditation room.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Yu Yanyi smiled lowly, and tore off a few clean strips of cloth from his middle coat as gauze to bandage Rong Qing.

Although the movements were a little rusty, they were much softer than at first.

She looked at the real Yu Yanyi in front of her, and bandaged her wounds very seriously, and she didn't know what it was like in her heart.

Pucheng, Meiling, and the capital, no matter when, where, for any reason, she is indifferent and alienated from Yu Yanyi, and rarely treats her sincerely.

Even if she learned that Yu Yan Yi was the senior brother Yan she admired, she was calm and restrained towards him.

What's more, when Yu Yanyi became the crown prince, she turned him away thousands of miles away, how dare she expect him to be condescending and personally bandage her wounds.

"Impressed?" When Yu Yanyi spoke, the wound was already bandaged. looked at Rong Qingshu, who was stunned, and asked with a smile.

Without waiting for Rong Qingshu to speak, Yu Yanyi spoke again, blocking Rong Qingshu's words: "If you are moved, you might as well ......" Rong Qingshu seemed to be worried about what Yu Yanyi would say, and also intercepted his words in advance: "I'll take a look at the injuries on your body." ”

When she fell into the cave, Yu Yanyi hit the cave wall, and she didn't have any medicine for the wound at first, so she didn't check the wound before she used the power of the origin again. Yu Yanyi looked calm and light, she didn't care, she couldn't turn a blind eye.

"Ancient books record that many rare medicinal herbs are planted in the Baicao Pond in the mausoleum, and when there are medicinal herbs, it is not too late to treat the injury." Seeing that Rong Qingshu seemed to be about to move, Yu Yanyi pressed her hand.

Rong Qingshu knows that Yu Yanyi is good at patience and good at disguise. At this time, looking at his calm expression, although he checked the pulse and knew that his situation was not optimistic, the injuries on his body could not be estimated for a while.

"Anyway, it's not me who gets hurt, whatever you want." Yu Yanyi was so resolute that she didn't let her check her injuries, and although Rong Qingshu was angry, she was helpless.

"I knew that you would feel distressed if I was injured, and I didn't bother to hide it from you when I was injured before." Yu Yan stared at the clear eyes of Rong Qingshu and rubbed her head.

Rong Qingshu opened Yu Yanyi's hand, "Don't touch your head." ”

Originally, his hair was a little messy, and being rubbed like this by Yu Yanyi was afraid that it would be even more difficult to see.

"I don't know when I will be honored to be treated gently by you." Yu Yanyi sighed lonely, like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied.

Rong Qingshu was so frightened by Yu Yanyi that his heart jumped suddenly, "Don't be coquettish, I'm afraid." ”

Yu Yanyi hooked his lips and smiled, looking at the small iron door without a chain lock, "There is another lock." ”

Rong Qingshu also straightened his mind, "The person who built this mausoleum really took great pains. The lock is embedded in the lock, and after unlocking the chain lock, there is also a Tibetan poetry lock, which I really can't help now. ”

Other locks can also seek a way to unlock, but the poetry lock can be hidden, but it is based on the verse as the key, and only the lock maker and the owner know the verse.

And the Tibetan poetry lock in front of me is a seven-wheel, even if you try a line of poetry, I don't know what year and month I have to try.

Moreover, this Tibetan Poetry Lock can be seen at a glance, unlike ordinary Tibetan Poetry Locks, once something goes wrong, it will definitely touch the mechanism, and they will also bury their bones here.

"When we fell, do you remember the totem and written record of that secret room?"

Rong Qing lowered his eyes, concentrating and thinking carefully, although it is a few murals, but briefly recorded the life of the emperor, the emperor is brave and good at fighting, the queen does not let the eyebrows, the two join hands to compose a splendid river and mountain, prosperous and prosperous.

"This is the mausoleum of the former Emperor Wu." After Yu Yan Yi mentioned it, Rong Qingshu suddenly realized.

It is also easier to determine who the tomb is and speculate on the verses.

"The ...... of the Empress of the Holy Martial Emperor" Yu Yanyi's thoughts flew for a while, and he fell into deep thought.

Rong Qingshu didn't make a sound to disturb, and even his breathing slowed down.

"It is rumored that the Empress Shengwu is a young husband and wife, and the relationship is very good, and after Emperor Shengwu succeeded to the throne, the six palaces were vacant, and the queen was favored." Yu Yan Yi paused, and glanced at Rong Qingshu meaningfully.

Before she could notice it, she said casually: "Therefore, the ministers were dissatisfied, and they all admonished Emperor Shengwu to accept the harem and extend the heirs, but Emperor Shengwu was still unmoved. He also gave the queen a calligraphy and painting, and wrote "Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the cultivation and half of the king". ”

Later, in order to win people's hearts and consolidate their status, they did not fill the harem and pamper her. When he and other women spent the moon and the shadows in pairs, did he ever think that his wife was alone in the empty room and wept at the candle. Such a proud and confident woman, for the sake of the so-called lover, is willing to be trapped in the corner of the harem, I am afraid she never thought that when she died with hatred, the lover was softly talking to other women. That calligraphy and painting, now that I think about it, is really ironic. Rong Qing's eyes were cold, and he sneered.

Under the system of male superiority and inferiority of women, men have a group of wives and concubines, and women end up from the beginning. The former vow of the alliance, in the end, is just an ethereal dream.

"Rong Qingshu, I won't." Yu Yanyi looked at Rong Qingshu solemnly.

"It doesn't matter." If Yu Yan Yi is devoted to her, she will pay for her sincerely.

If he is unkind, she will be cold-blooded and ruthless.

It's not about believing, it's 'it's okay'.

Yu Yanyi couldn't help but laugh at herself.

He really shouldn't have mentioned this past.

"That poem, I think it's one of the sentences of 'take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the cultivation and half of the king'." Rong Qingshu's fingers curled slightly and clenched into fists.

There is only one chance, and success or failure is here.

"Half-edge cultivation and half-edged king!"

"Half-edge cultivation and half-edged king."

Almost at the same time, the two coincided.

Rong Qingshu looked at Yu Yanyi, who was smiling and silent, in disbelief, when did they have such a tacit understanding.

"If you bury your bones here, or survive in a desperate place, you will see the opportunity." Yu Yan suddenly dropped a kiss between Rong Qingshu's forehead, and before Rong Qingshu could react, he floated to the Tibetan poetry lock.

Rong Qingshu was buzzing at this moment, and Yu Yanyi would kiss her.

Although she knew that Yu Yanyi might be interested in her, he was a person who paid attention to etiquette, how could he ......

She still remembered that when he hugged him in Meiling, the red earlobes were now ......

Rong Qingshu shook his messy head vigorously, trying to get the matter out of his mind.

Yu Yanyi looked at Rong Qingxuan, who was still stunned, and hooked his lips with satisfaction and chuckled.

It's just that when he looked at the Tibetan poetry lock, his expression became serious and solemn.

Yu Yanyi's mood at the moment was extremely contradictory and complicated, he couldn't bear to let Qingshu accompany him to danger, but Rong Qingshu lived and died with him, and he was ecstatic.

His calloused palms were already dripping with beads of sweat at this time, and this was the first time he had broken out of cold sweat because of fear. After hesitating for a long time, his fingers had not yet been put on the wheel, and he had never dragged his actions.

Yu Yan Yi sneered, took a deep breath, and simply rolled the dial wheel.

He and Rong Qingshu have not been born together, and it is good that they can die in the same hole.

The 'half-edge cultivator and half-edged king' correspond to the seven wheels.

"Click-" Then I heard the sound of the machine speeding up.