Although Yan Hong said that he was strong in martial arts, he had never practiced the kung fu of shrinking bones after all, and squeezed for a moment at the window, leaning on the tiles and looking up at the sky depressed. There is no entrance to the Pavilion other than the main entrance? I touched my chin and thought about it, if I read a book in the Pavilion, I would definitely need light, even if there was a candle window.

Thinking about it, a flash of inspiration suddenly happened, isn't it..?! Get up cautiously, for fear of touching the dexterous mechanism, thinking that his dignified seven-foot man would do such a thing! The toes hooked the eaves of the house hard, and the body hung upside down steadily, and the soldiers below still stood still, carefully touching the lines of the mahogany with their fingers, and turning their waists hard to the other side, and then repeating the action of Fang Cai.

In this way, after searching for nearly an hour, he finally found a different place on a mahogany road, at this time he was already sweating profusely, although the winter cold wind was fierce, but it was really hard to find something, two fingers pushed hard, a clear clicker sounded, and a wooden window slowly opened. Yan Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief, his body shook and found the right time to jump forward, and landed steadily on the wooden board that he didn't know how many floors.

Yan Hong got up and looked at the Tibetan Pavilion that only the emperor could enter in the legend, and sure enough, he walked to the end and counted from the stairs, this is the tenth floor, there are about seven or eight floors on the top, there are ancient books on both sides, if you want to find out the record about her in the vast sea of books, it is too difficult, Yan Hong stepped on the railing and jumped down and landed at the bottom, his voice was well controlled, and there was nothing suspicious outside.

So he roughly looked at what the books on each floor were about, but he saw that at the end there were some royal secrets, biographies of kings of the past dynasties or some out-of-print classic ancient books, and finally found a few volumes of records of the harem on the eighth floor, and memorized the order and picked it up and flipped through it carefully until he saw that there was no record about her at the end, to be precise, there was no record about the emperor's generation!

How is this possible? Each generation of emperors will have an exclusive imperial book to record their lives, although Emperor Yuli ascended the throne earlier than other emperors, it is true that he is young, and the captured rivers and mountains are also the largest in the history of the Great Liang, and the land area is several times larger, according to this, how can the deeds of the Ming monarch not be recorded?

Yan Hong leaned on the bookshelf and thought with his eyes closed, revealing a trace of puzzlement between his eyebrows, according to the emperor's previous rules and habits, he must have hidden the imperial book, if it was in the hidden pavilion, where would it not attract attention? Suddenly, I opened my dark eagle-like eyes, and there was only one place, and the order in which the books were placed was a little different, and according to the classification, there was indeed a book that should not be placed there.

According to the position in his memory, on the left side of the bookshelf on the sixth floor, on the left side of the sixth row, he found the strange book, Yan Hong took it out and carefully rummaged for anything special, but the result was obvious that it was just a biography of the waterways in various places. Could it be that the emperor forgot that it was placed in the wrong place after seeing it? When I put it back suspiciously, I felt different in my hand than I had just now?!

Yan Hong pressed the book and pushed it inside, and sure enough, the sound of the mechanism starting, and the entire bookshelf slowly moved out of a slightly narrow corridor, Yan Hong was shocked, and he didn't expect that there was an inner room in the Hidden Pavilion! Turning sideways, he slowly walked inside, and after entering, there was an inner room similar to the imperial study, but it was a little smaller, the wall was lit with an ever-bright lamp, and there were a few books on the golden silk wood bookcase, and there was no name on the book, Yan Hong's heart began to be nervous, is this the imperial book?

The silk handkerchief hanging on the tree fell slowly under the cold wind, and a white hand caught it, only to see the slender fingers pinch a corner and put it on the tip of the nose to sniff, and then saw a small inconspicuous character embroidered in the lower right corner. A pair of eyes that seemed to come from the end of the cold narrowed slightly, staring at the locked Tibetan Pavilion with the door locked, and the cold aura on his body gradually condensed...

Chu Xiang originally slept peacefully in his dream, but he didn't know if he had changed the incense because he actually dreamed! She hadn't dreamed for a long time, and the fear of the last nightmare was still vivid... In the dream, she returned to the Zuo Xiangfu, the place where she grew up. Standing under the peach tree in the backyard, I can't help but wonder if the peach blossoms are all pink. Why is the peach blossom in the palm of the palm actually fiery red?

Not far away came the sound of a quarrel, and the sound was very familiar. Chu Xiang slowly walked to the lobby in the direction where the voice came, there were three people standing in the lobby, to be precise, four people were just one of them or a baby in his arms. Auntie! Daddy and brother?! Chu Xiang stood at the door and was stunned, when was this scene, why didn't she remember?

"Daddy, daddy, my sister is so young, let's not throw away our sister, okay" Chu Lingke in the dream looked like a five- or six-year-old child, and his immature voice sounded, pulling Chu Xingyuan's sleeve with his hand and shaking it, "Daddy, my sister will be obedient, Ke'er can protect my sister!"

Chu Xingyuan frowned and looked at Shen Yunlan, "We can't keep this kid!" This! This kid is..."

Chu Xiang frowned, what did Daddy and Auntie say? Why can't I hear it? She wanted to get closer and listen, but there seemed to be an invisible wall blocking her way, and she could only listen from a distance.

Shen Yunlan held the child in her arms, her beautiful eyes were slightly wet, she looked at Chu Xingyuan and said, "Master, no matter who she is, no matter what happens, the concubine is willing to take care of her and raise her to adulthood..."

Chu Xingyuan snatched the child from her arms, and the little Chu next to him made Ke cry and shouted with tears in his eyes, "Woo woo, daddy, don't throw away your sister, don't throw away your sister, Ke'er won't make your daddy angry in the future, woo Woo Niang" Both hands used their strength to hug Chu Xingyuan's waist tightly, crying so pitifully.

Shen Yunlan was also taken aback, stepped forward to snatch the child, Chu Xingyuan ripped off the blanket wrapped around the child, opened the small clothes, pointed to a place on her body that looked like a birthmark, and said What is this, Shen Yunlan's face changed slightly, and then she shook her head, stubbornly hugged the baby from Chu Xingyuan's arms, and put on the small clothes, but the child was still asleep, as if the fierce quarrel had not affected her?!

"Master, you know all the concubines you said. Everyone has their own fate, and God arranged for the concubine to meet her, which is fate. How could a concubine be willing to see her lose her parents and sisters? Shen Yunlan hugged the child and cried, looking very pitiful, as if she had a deep understanding.

Chu Xingyuan sighed, Chu Lingke on his waist cried, the tears of snot rubbed against him, stretched out his hand and touched his head, then squatted down to straighten him, wiped his tears with his hand, and said, "Ke'er is a man, can't you cry anymore, if you let your sister see this look, wouldn't she laugh at you?"

Xiao Chu Lingke's mind hadn't turned around yet, but almost instantly, he hugged Chu Xingyuan's neck and shouted, "Daddy agreed!" Daddy agreed! Auntie! Ke'er has a sister! Ke'er has a sister! ”

Shen Yunlan squatted down with red eyes, hugged the little doll, touched his head, and said softly, "Then Ke'er will have to protect her sister in the future, huh?" Ke'er is an older brother and a man, but he can't let his sister be wronged."

Xiao Chu Ling Ke patted his chest and said, "Ke'er is my brother! I will definitely protect my sister! After speaking, the little hand stretched out a finger to Shen Yunlan, "Ke'er and A-Niang pull hook, it won't change for a hundred years!"

Chu Xingyuan looked at the two of them, his heart warmed, stretched out his arms and hugged them tightly, his voice trembled a little: "In the future, she will be the child of our Chu family!"

The picture was blurry and turned into a very familiar bedroom, the little doll on the bed was red and abnormal, her forehead was full of sweat, Shen Yunlan sat on the edge of the bed and kept wiping her body with a wet handkerchief, tears fell like rain, Chu Xingyuan hurriedly arrived with a Lang Zhong " Lan'er, Lang Zhong is here "

Lang Zhong put down the medicine box, first looked at it, checked his pulse with his hand, and in less than a cup of tea, he shook his head, got up, and said with a sigh: "Being incompetent under the bottom can't cure Miss's condition, Zuo Xiang is still early..." Shen Yunlan on the side was pale and fainted directly, and Chu Xingyuan hugged her, and his eyes were full of pain.

Xiao Chu, who had been silent, made Ke run out of the gate suddenly, and Chu Xingyuan didn't have time to chase after him and shouted, "Ke'er!" Xiao Chu Lingke ran wildly all the way, accidentally tripped over the stones under his feet, and didn't know the pain, got up and continued to run, ran to a house, panted, pushed open the wooden door, walked forward, and knelt down with a plop "The ancestors of the Chu family are above, Chu Lingke is willing to exchange Chu Xiang's life for his life!"

After speaking, he leaned down and buckled his head three times, and after the third button, he did not get up, and from behind him, his small thin figure was trembling, and the fingers that grabbed the futon were white from the force.

Chu Xiang suddenly had an epiphany, the baby in A-Niang's arms was herself?! Chu Xiang, Chu Xiang, Chu Xiang! There is no second woman surnamed Chu Mingxiang in Mandaliang City! Why, looking at the scene of Fang Cai, he was not born to Ah Niang and Daddy?! So why is she here? Who is she?

The memories in my mind are churning, 'Nannan', 'Ah Mei', 'Xiang'er', one by one, familiar figures keep shaking in front of me, and the sound is infinitely circling in my mind, "No !!" Suddenly got up, his eyes widened, his body trembled subconsciously, the ball next to the bed seemed to be frightened, his watery blue eyes stared at her, and he called softly, "Woo~"

Chu Xiang wrapped his arms around himself, impossible! No way! Everything is an illusion, yes, yes, everything in the dream is the opposite!

The incense in the censer finally burned out, and the last wisps of incense spread through the inner sanctum...

Yan Hong picked up one of them and turned the first page as if he had made up his mind, his eyes narrowed slightly, why was it blank? I turned a few pages back, but it was still blank, and then I realized that this book was empty, and I picked up the next book and opened it, and finally there was a font! Yan Hong read it word by word, and the above record was indeed the emperor's great achievements.

Liang Qinai was born to Liang Huaiyuan, the eldest son of Chengren Zong, and his wife Meng, who knew a thousand sons at the age of three, read four books and five classics at the age of five, and memorized thousands of books backwards at the age of five, and was a genius! The back is an account of him becoming the current Yuli Emperor step by step, the harem has always been a rule, the lord of the harem, the queen mother, Chu's family, is humble and has known the emperor since childhood, and knows how to pay attention to etiquette and won the emperor's favor..."

Seeing this Yan Hong's sculptural and tough face gradually revealed a trace of shock! The Queen? Could it be that the person who wrote it was wrong? Isn't today's queen mother Feng? Why is it written as Chu's??