"My dream." Xia Qingtong didn't want to hide it: "Last night, I had a dream. These are the scenes in my dreams. ”

After finishing the dream, she pointed to the man and the woman: "Finally, in the dream, when the man and woman were about to enter the door, a lot of sharp arrows came to me, and then I woke up in fright. ”

"Just a dream?"

"Yes." Xia Qingtong nodded and pointed to the position of the badge: "But look at this." ”

Ming Yue also saw that the badge on the organ was the same as the first time they saw it.

There were no snakes on it, just two eagles circling.

"This badge is, in my dream, a switch for an ancient tomb. So do you think those badges are really related to treasures? Or is it mausoleum-related? ”

Ming Yue stared at the badge for a long time, then shook his head: "I don't think so." ”

"Why?"

"If the badge is related to treasure? Why is it so easy to appear on those things that are used every day? It doesn't make sense. ”

The previous jewelry box, jade pendant, which one can not be worn casually on the body?

Even his jade belt, if it wasn't accidentally ripped off by Xia Qingtong, he wouldn't have discovered the secret inside.

Xia Qingtong also thought of this: "You have a point, but the switch of the tomb is this badge, so is it possible that this badge is the family emblem of the owner of the tomb?" ”

This possibility would actually be a little greater, but Ming Yue didn't answer her words.

"Wouldn't it be too rash for you to judge based on a dream?"

"It's a little rash." Xia Qingtong did not deny it: "But, why did I dream of such a scene for no reason? Or maybe it's a hint. At least it's a little better than we have no direction. ”

A dream alone doesn't really tell the story, but there's something else.

"Do you know these two?"

Xia Qingtong pointed to the men and women whose facial features were not clear.

Ming Yue stared at the painting for a long time, and shook his head very firmly: "I don't know." ”

"Don't know you at all? Don't even have a hint of familiarity? ”

"Nope."

"It's weird." Xia Qingtong stared at the person on the painting: "Why do I think these two people are very familiar?" ”

"You know?"

"Not impressed." Xia Qingtong shook his head: "Actually, I can't see the appearance clearly in my dreams, I just drew it by instinct." But I have a very strange feeling that I must know these two people. ”

Ming Yue looked at her pensive little face and smiled a little: "If you can't think of it, don't think about it, don't be in a hurry at this time." ”

Xia Qingtong raised his eyebrows because of his words: "I don't know who it is, I was ordered before, within a month, I must help him think through the clues." ”

It's been a month since then. Isn't she afraid of him in a hurry?

"I'm in a hurry."

Ming Yue looked at her, not sure if to tell her what he knew.

"Actually, if you say that this is the crest of a certain family, I think it's possible. You said your mother was gone. Otherwise, ask her, maybe this is your mother's family crest? After all, the things you found seem to have been left to you by your mother, right? ”

Xia Qingtong actually said it casually, and without getting a response from Ming Yue, she couldn't help but glance at him, but found that Ming Yue's face was a little wrong.

"Are you alright?"

Ming Yue's face was too gloomy, she didn't seem to have seen him like this for a long time.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have mentioned your mother. ”

"It doesn't matter." Ming Yue's voice was a little obscure: "It has nothing to do with you." ”

Xia Qingtong wanted to comfort him a few words, but found that he was really not good at comforting people.

"You-"

"My mother, indeed, is gone." Ming Yue turned around and looked at the sunlight outside the window.

The sun was very warm in early winter, but those rays couldn't shine on his heart.

"When I was very young, she was burned to death in the cold palace."

Burned?

Xia Qingtong: ......

"I'm sorry."

"It's none of your business." Ming Yue's voice was a little lower than just now: "My grandfather, uncle, and all the people related to my mother and concubine disappeared later. ”

What does it mean to be gone?

Ming Yue's fists tightened, and when he turned to the tangled on Xia Qingtong's face, he hooked the corners of his lips.

"Yes. It's gone. Not dead, not missing. It was on the night of my mother's accident. Everyone, all gone. ”

Back then, the four major families in Beijing also had a place in his mother's family. Although it is not the most powerful, it is also the home of Zhong Ming Dingshi.

But the day after the mother's accident, the entire mansion seemed to have disappeared suddenly.

From the master to the subordinate, there is no one to be found. No one and not a single body has been seen.

The people in a huge mansion disappeared out of thin air like that, and it became an unsolved case back then.

If it weren't for that, how could Emperor Qingren be disgusted with him so far?

Xia Qingtong didn't know what to say more appropriately. At such times, it seems that any comfort pales.

"So, you've been trying to find out the secret of this badge because you actually know that they might have something to do with your mother's family?"

Ming Yue didn't turn around, he looked at the sunlight outside the window and nodded lightly.

He wanted to find his grandfather and find his uncle.

He wanted to know, why was his mother burned to death in the cold palace back then?

They said that she had lit a fire and died by self-immolation.

They thought he was too young to understand the meaning of their words. But he actually understood.

How bright and strong was his mother? How is it possible to do such a thing as self-determination?

In such a decisive way, he absolutely did not believe it.

But they said that it was because her mother was too strong that she couldn't stand being degraded......

No one told him what had happened back then.

He wanted to find his mother's relatives, and he wanted to ask them, what really happened back then? Why was the mother relegated to the cold palace?

And why, is there that fire?

Looking at his back, Xia Qingtong had distress in her eyes that she didn't even notice.

She remembered his reputation in the historical past, and remembered his mother who had twice posthumously crowned him.

Remembering that he built the Flying Immortal Pavilion, is it possible that the Flying Immortal Pavilion was to find his mother's soul? After all, the ancients believed in this.

"I'll definitely find out the secrets of these badges."

Xia Qingtong had never been so eager to know, what do these badges mean?

Could it be that these clues were left by Ming Yue's mother's family? In order for Ming Yue to be able to contact them?

Ming Yue turned around because of her words, and just happened to see the distress in her eyes that had not yet receded.

He was slightly stunned, wanting to say that some things had actually passed for him.

But he didn't say anything, but suddenly stretched out his hand and took Xia Qingtong into his arms.

Xia Qingtong was stunned for a moment, she wanted to push him away, but thinking of his mood at this time, she didn't push him away, but raised her hand and gently hugged his back.