Qinglian Palace is very famous in the Yuan Kingdom, not only because it is the palace where the Qinglian King lives, but also because of its unique architectural characteristics, the layout is ingenious and exquisite, the layers are clear, and there are many rare exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and beasts, and the former is the main reason why the owner of the Junzi Mansion lingers here in the autumn.

"It's terrible, how can I explain it to Master? Obviously, he said that he would just lend it to the emperor for a play, and I don't know how much silver it would cost to repair it if it was burned like this......"

Among the people who had just been rescued from the main hall by Mu Jiuge and the subordinates of the Ranxue Pavilion, a certain hidden rich man who was invincible to the country looked at the Qinglian Palace and muttered to himself, wiped the ashes on his face, and looked at the weak son beside him with great distress: "Is Your Highness injured?" I thought that it would be foolproof to hand it over to Qianhan, but I didn't expect that there would be a mess, and the emperor's real money was really not worth it. ”

Youjun Wunian desperately protected him, Wen Mozheng was not injured in the slightest, but he was choked by the fireworks and couldn't stop coughing. Hearing Jun Wunian's words, Wen Mozheng's eyes widened in surprise: "What, this fire was set by your senior brother?" What did he want to do, he almost burned people! ”

"The pavilion master wouldn't do this kind of thing, and among the people who saved us just now was Mu Daxia, so I think they came to help." Wen Moshu next to him coughed more violently than Wen Mozheng, and finally calmed down slightly, and the two long ink-colored eyebrows on Wen Run's face were tightly twisted, "Boss Jun, the pavilion master, they didn't come here for Miss Yan, right?" From the beginning of the birthday banquet, you took Mo Zheng to hide aside, was it because you already knew that something was going to happen? ”

Without waiting for Jun Wunian to answer, Chu Ci took over the conversation leisurely, and looked at the sky-high fire with admiring eyes: "People are not as good as heaven, Ranxue Pavilion never expected that someone would set up an ambush first, and a poor preparation would cause chaos in the situation, and almost let innocent people be buried together." This fire annoys the Pavilion Owner, right? I like it, and it illuminates a lot of things that are hidden in the shadows. ”

Wen Jingyuan used the ruthless methods of the Ranxue Pavilion to eradicate a large number of criminal ministers, the powerful ministers and nobles who knew that they were in a desperate situation and did not hesitate to fight to the death, as well as the ambitions and aspirations of countless people, as well as many mysteries that had not yet surfaced, were completely exposed by this fire.

The government of the Yuan Kingdom, which seems to have entered a stable state, seems to be more chaotic than ever.

Wen Moshu coughed tightly for a while, his eyes swept over the cold and indifferent figure of Lou Qian not far away, and he suddenly thought of something, and his face turned pale for a moment: "Boss Jun, what about Miss Yan and the prince?" They didn't show up at the birthday party just now, did they? ”

"Ink love?" Jun Wunian was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that Wen Moqing, Bi Xiao, Mu Jiuge and others were not present, and Lou Qianhan's face was very cold, and his eyes were staring at the blazing Qinglian Palace for a long time without moving for half a minute.

The heart suddenly hung in the air as if it was thrown high, Jun Wunian trembled without a trace, turned around and quickly walked to Lou Qianhan's side and said something, and then his face became as blue as Lou Qianhan.

Without waiting for him to come back and relay, Wen Moshu sensitively guessed that something had happened to Yan Liwu and Wen Moqing.

"Your Highness?" When his wrist was grabbed hard, Chu Ci was slightly surprised, and he couldn't help but gasp when he looked at Wen Moshu's nervous expression, "Water and fire are ruthless, Your Highness, don't make reckless plans, I won't let Spring and Autumn take risks, and I will definitely not let Your Highness step into the palace for another half step." ”

Wen Moshu knew that he couldn't fight for Chu Ci, if he insisted on going his own way, he would definitely be stopped by Chunqiu or even knocked unconscious, but if he wanted to stand here and wait for news, he couldn't do it.

"Boss Jun, are all the subordinates of the pavilion master in Qinglian Palace now? Is there any other manpower? Wen Moshu suddenly asked, Jun Wunian was slightly stunned, and then shook his head. Taking a deep breath and clenching his palms, Wen Moshu bowed deeply to Jun Wunian: "Wen Moshu asks Boss Jun to come forward and help me borrow some manpower from the pavilion master, I have to go to Miss Yan." ”

"The people who can use it have already been sent out, even Senior Brother Mu has rushed into the sea of fire, how can there be more spare manpower?" Jun Wunian smiled bitterly, "The second prince is worried about Miss Yan, and we are also worried about Moqing, and there will never be any slackness, so please ask the second prince to calm down and wait, and I will tell you as soon as there is news." ”

Wen Moshu's eyes flashed, as if he was a little gloomy, but he showed a look of reassurance: "Miss Yan is really with the prince, so I can rest assured." ”

"The second prince can put his mind at ease, but our senior brother is not at ease." Jun Wunian's inexplicable words attracted the attention of several people, and he waved his hand casually to fan away the smoke and dust, his eyes flashed with luster, and his peaceful smile turned out to be a little cool, "King Dingyuan and other guests have already gathered outside, the second prince and Prince Chu, please come with me, here, it will soon be more dangerous than a fire." ”

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There was a lot of disturbance on the ground, and the quiet underground palace couldn't hear half a minute at all, and Yan Liwu didn't know if anyone had found out that she and Wen Moqing were missing at this time, and there was no way to determine whether Yin Junbai and they were trying their best to find it, and they didn't even know how much time had passed.

It took a long time to walk into the brightly lit stone room with Wen Moqing on his back, and he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak, but Wen Moqing still had some energy to look around, and slowly said the words "this trip is in vain".

This stone chamber is obviously very different from other stone chambers and has an extremely important significance.

The smooth walls inlaid with black marble, the neat steps piled up with long granite, and the orderly arrangement of lanterns all show that the owner of the palace attached great importance to this stone room, and even the area far exceeds that of other ordinary stone rooms. Yan Li rested for a moment, and then helped him up the seven steps at the request of Wen Moqing, and the two of them stood together in front of the stone gate carved with intricate carvings.

"The outside layout is luxurious enough, I don't know what it looks like inside, probably like you said, this is the center of the underground palace where King Qinglian hides some kind of secret." Yan Liwu stretched out his hand to touch the uneven pattern of the stone gate, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart.

If this is the center of the underground palace, will the secret hidden by the Qinglian King be related to the jade seal and her identity? Qinglian King, Qinglian King's missing sister, one of the many stand-ins, which one is the real her? If a result is reached here, whether it is good or bad, will she still have a chance to see the light of day, and will she have a chance to take another look at the gentle and kind prince?

Yan Li's worry did not exist in Wen Moqing, and he moved his finger slightly to point to the door, and his eyes, which had become dim due to poisoning, were a little brighter.

Taking a deep breath instead of Wen Moqing, he carefully pulled the gear, and the huge stone door slowly opened with a heavy friction sound, but Yan Liwu couldn't see what was hidden in the stone room at a glance - heavy veils blocked the vision, and the eyes were as white as clouds and snow, dusty, everywhere, and when blown by the wind raised by the opening of the stone door, it was like a dreamlike fairyland on earth.

"What the hell is this place...... "Yan asked in a low voice, deeply attracted by the silent and slow-moving veil.

"The burial chamber."

Wen Moqing moved his body and wanted to move forward, but he came back to his senses, hurriedly lifted the veil and walked a few steps forward with him, the slight sound of running water gradually came from his ears, and his eyes also vaguely saw something representing bad luck through the thin gauze curtain.

Coffins, huge and ornate coffins.

No wonder Wen Moqing said that this is a burial chamber, and those silent white veils are probably soul-attracting flags, right? However, why did King Qinglian set up such a luxurious tomb in the center of the underground palace, was it for herself? Holding full of doubts, Yan Li continued to probe inside with Wen Moqing, approaching the huge coffin that was quietly displayed step by step.

Yan Liwu didn't have much research on antiques, and it was the first time in her life that she had seen a coffin up close, and she didn't know what kind of wood the coffin was made of, but judging from the smooth luster and delicate gold pattern, this coffin was definitely expensive.

seemed to see the curiosity of Yan Li, and Wen Moqing's voice was weak: "This is the coffin used by the emperor and the concubines above the first grade for burial, even if he is not qualified to enjoy it as the status of the Qinglian King." ”

"It's not the Qinglian King, who will it be?" Seeing that the coffin was not sealed, Yan Li was driven by curiosity to reach out and push the lid open. Wen Moqing's face changed and she wanted to stop her, but her weak arms and slow reaction failed to comply with her wishes, so she used all her strength to pull Yan Liwu away from the coffin, and a few strange sounds sounded in the direction of her own back exit.

Click, click, click...... About two dozen rings rang out one after another, quickly and regularly.

Yan Liwu realized that he had made a mistake recklessly, and hurriedly ripped off the veil and rushed to the door, only to see several iron rods from the ceiling and the underground staggered deep into the hard stone wall, and in the blink of an eye, an iron fence was formed at the junction of the inner and outer stone chambers, and she and Wen Moqing became trapped beasts in the tomb, and there was no way to escape.

"How can there be a mechanism here?!" Annoyed Yan Li kicked the iron grate heavily, and before the second complaint could be roared, there was a helpless sigh of warm ink in his ears.

"I told you earlier...... Calm down ......"

Can you stay calm when you are forced into such a situation? Who is like him, no matter what happens, he is not as calm as a normal person? According to his worries, he should have argued with Wen Moqing, but when he heard him speak, he lost that mood. Silently returned to Wen Moqing's side and gently supported him, Yan Liwu lowered his head and said nothing, and never touched the coffin again.

"Don't put on that look."

Leaning on the stone pillar next to the coffin, Wen Moqing broke free from the support of her worries, and wanted to reach out and pat her head to tell her that she didn't have to blame herself, but the arm that was strong enough to wield a heavy sword couldn't even lift it to her shoulder. Wen Moqing smiled dumbly and bitterly, looking at the iron fence that cut off the only way out, and his heart was mixed.

The stone chamber of the underground palace that no one knows, the dilemma that cannot be escaped, and the poisonous ...... that kills Is life and death really predestined, and it is not up to anyone at all? He never believed in fate and the reincarnation of cause and effect, but this time, I am afraid that he is really powerless.

"Rest, rest, save some energy, and maybe you'll have a chance to get out alive when they find them." Wen Moqing sat down tiredly against the coffin. Because he had rested for a moment just now, he seemed to have a little strength at this time, Wen Moqing raised his hand slightly and stretched out to Yan Liwu, with a quiet and peaceful expression: "Can you sit down?" I'm cold. ”

Yan Liwu nodded vigorously, sat down next to Wen Moqing, and when he inadvertently touched the back of his hand, his throat was choked and sore and slightly painful.

His hands were cold, no longer the reassuring warmth of his memory when he held her palm, and the slightest coldness was entangled, all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Bee venom has begun to eat away at his life.