Mo Yingge still didn't know much about what these women were thinking, but she didn't want to pay attention to what these women were thinking now. Instead, he took the stone and kept drawing on the ground. Halfway through the painting, she suddenly remembered that she had seen a guard draw a very strange pattern in front of her.

Mo Yingge stopped the stone in her hand, and after thinking quietly for a long time, she picked it up again and scratched it on the ground, and after a long time, she drew the pattern in her memory.

The whole pattern doesn't seem to have anything brilliant at all, but it still feels a little strange, because the whole pattern vaguely looks like a totem or text somewhere.

Zhao Shengling saw that Mo Yingge had been pondering on the ground for a long time and drawing such a pattern, and suddenly became a little interested, turned around the pattern a few times, and looked at it from different angles.

"Where did you see this?" Zhao Shengling stood at an angle and looked over.

"When I was tied to that tree before, I saw a man draw a pattern like this." Mo Yingge redrew several more on the ground, and was able to depict the original appearance of that pattern.

From his current perspective, the pattern was not a random scribble, but a real totem.

Mo Yingge looked up and saw Zhao Shengling staring at the totem for a long time, and suddenly followed him in the same direction with some curiosity: "Did you find something?" ”

"If we're going to guess wrong, this pattern should be...... It should be a totem in an army, and I still have some connections with the generals of that army. Zhao Shengling was silent for a long time before he said such a sentence.

Mo Yingge felt even more strange when he heard this, Zhao Shengling had been staying in the capital all along, it could be said that he had never come forward at all, but he actually said such a sentence, presumably he should have understood this matter.

Sensing Mo Yingge's gaze, Zhao Shengling was silent for a while before continuing to speak: "Actually, this matter is really very simple to talk about, maybe this matter can be traced back to my father's generation, do you know that there was an emperor who only served for three months before my father?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Yingge shook his head all the time. She has lived in the Mo clan since she was a child, and she doesn't have a lot to do in the entire imperial city, the only thing she knows is that she faked her identity and went to the capital to know, especially like some secrets in the palace, she has never heard of it from anywhere, and she doesn't even care about such things.

"You really don't look like Bai Guoan's daughter." Zhao Shengling was silent for a long time, and then came up with such a sentence out of nowhere.

Mo Yingge looked up when she heard this, and crashed into Zhao Shengling's eyes at a glance.

He only has himself in his eyes, and there is nothing else at all, as if he is the only one between heaven and earth. Mo Yingge felt sweaty in her palms again, this feeling was really bad for her, and she quickly lowered her head to avoid this gaze.

But the words he said just now were still echoing in Mo Yingge's mind.

"You don't look like Bai Guoan's daughter at all" This sentence made her body can't help but soften.

The only reason left was to tell her that Zhao Shengling should not have discovered anything, after all, her current identity is very well hidden, and Zhao Shengmin only has some suspicions about her, but he has not come up with real evidence.

Zhao Shengmin noticed that Mo Yingge's current performance was a little strange, but he didn't think in a deep direction, but quietly looked at the patterns on the ground, and after thinking for a while, he lowered his voice and spoke about that very secret past.

The emperor in his mouth did not appear in the history books at all, and even all traces of his existence have been artificially erased, but such a person exists, but there are very few traces left in this world, and people need to slowly recall it before they can piece together his past.

Zhao Shengling has always been raised in the deep palace before, and before he was made the prince, he has always been an existence that his father does not love and his mother does not love, but all this is not particularly important to him at all, the important thing is that he heard the old people in the palace say a lot of secrets about this palace during that period of life.

The most that the old people in the palace said was about the emperor who did not appear in the history books at all, after all, the reign of another emperor was too short, and a few months was not enough for people to remember him.

"I heard that the emperor has a very unknown preference, that is, he dislikes all women in the world at all, but he likes good-looking beauties. When he didn't meet the beauty in his mind, he could be said to be a very accomplished emperor. Zhao Shengling's voice was very soft, as if he was telling a secret that no one could know.

And as he spoke, he thought about the past as he spoke, as if it was indeed very ugly, and he couldn't just say it in detail.

The emperor was able to be in front of everyone because of his strange habits, he was a wise man who didn't love women, but all of this failed after he saw a general. That general can be said to be very handsome, and he is also very good at sending troops to fight, and the neighboring countries will feel very frightened when they hear of his reputation.

Later, when the general returned to the court, he was favored by the emperor, and the emperor was full of disgust for women because of some encounters when he was a child, but he liked beauties very much. The general just satisfied his two strange habits, so the emperor set his eyes on the general.

The rest of the story is actually very obvious, the emperor used the supreme power to constantly coerce the general, and the general in the back really couldn't stand that kind of humiliation, and colluded with others to directly overthrow the emperor.

"Listening to the old man in the palace, the general never smiled, but when he heard that the emperor was dead, he laughed." Zhao Shengling slowly told this story little by little.

Mo Yingge was fascinated when she heard the back, and it took a long time to reply from such a story, and she sighed and couldn't help but sigh: "This general should have galloped on the battlefield, but he thought that he would encounter such a situation." It's ...... feeling."

Zhao Shengling also nodded: "It's just that I have always felt that this story should be made up by the old man casually, this kind of story is made up by a lot of storytellers in every restaurant, and I have heard a lot of versions, and the credibility of this story is very low." ”

As if he suddenly understood something, Mo Yingge looked at the pattern on the ground, and thought for a long time before speaking: "If there is nothing false about this story at all, then is the thing on this pattern the general and their ......?"

"This pattern should be the totem of their army." Zhao Shengling couldn't help but stretch when he said this, "Now you should also know the ins and outs of this matter, I don't know if you have your own guess now." ”

"There are some." Mo Yingge nodded, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "The age of the owner of the village does not match the person in your story at all, it looks too young, the owner of the village should be about the same age as the emperor." ”

Maybe that general is the father of the owner of the village.

Mo Yingge was taken aback by this idea, looked at Zhao Shengling, who was sitting on the side, and concluded from his eyes that his conjecture was not wrong.

It seems that the things in this world are really a little unpredictable, and after Mo Yingge watched it for a while, he had already kicked this matter out of his mind temporarily.

Zhao Shengling had already collected the little hay on the ground at this time, and then made a small bed, took off a piece of clothing and draped it on the hay: "It's getting late now, the two of us must have a good rest, otherwise they will definitely call us out for interrogation after dawn." ”

"If we don't have a good rest now, I think after a while, the two of us won't have a chance to rest even if we want to." Zhao Shengling's words were said with a lot of jokes, and the tone sounded very relaxed, so that people didn't notice much fear at all.

Mo Yingge knew that he was looking for all ways to comfort himself, wanting not to be too nervous, and wanting to make his whole person gradually quiet.

But some things are not so simple at all, and Mo Yingge also knows that they are now the fish and meat of other people's chopping boards, and they will be disposed of by the other party with a knife if they move a little.

However, seeing Zhao Shengling put on such a calm look, she slowly calmed down, feeling as if everything happened and there was no big problem.

Mo Yingge slept in her clothes and lay quietly on the bed to rest. She was so tired today that she fell asleep after lying down for a while. Zhao Shengling used his body to block the cold wind blowing in from outside, it was too cold in the entire northwest place, not to mention that the two of them had now fallen into the hands of others, so there could be no accidents.

The delicate woman in the next cell sat on the toilet and gnawed on her fingernails, but her eyes always fell on Zhao Shengling's body, as if she was thinking something in her mind.

The next day, before Mo Yingge had fully woken up from her sleep, there was a sound of footsteps in the cell. Ye Zhu came over with several big men and slammed the whip in his hand to the ground: "You water-based poplar woman, hurry up for me." ”