The sky is getting brighter, the daylight is faint, and the green lotus palace surrounded by mountains ends the night of silence and tranquility, welcoming four "guests" who are about to break the tranquility.

"I am familiar with the palace, but I have not entered the underground palace a few times, and the prince always says that the underground palace is damp and cold, and it is inconvenient to stay, even if you go, you will enter alone." When it comes to King Qinglian, Yin Junbai still can't hide his sadness, and his dark eyes are full of gloom, "The prince is a person who likes to be alone, even if he trusts anyone, he won't often walk together, and the underground palace is said to have many treasures of the prince, and we are naturally not qualified to enter." ”

As the henchman of the Qinglian King, he has not even entered the underground palace a few times, which shows that Yin Junbai's title of "confidant" is not worthy of the name, but over the years, he has decided that the Qinglian King trusts him the most to persist until now, and it is too cruel to tear apart this self-deceptive lie. It is rare for Yan Liwu and Wen Moqing to act in unison, endure the urge to expose the old bottom of the Qinglian King, one person carries a lantern and the other pushes the door, and the tacit understanding is a little incredible.

"Senior brother, don't go ahead." Seeing that Wen Moqing took the initiative to stand at the forefront of everyone to take the lead, Bi Sheng hurriedly grabbed his arm and dragged him to his side, and pushed Yan Li Worry again, "You, lead the way in front, who knows if you have set up any hidden arrows inside, don't play tricks if you want to live!" ”

Bi Sheng has been hostile to Yan Liwu since they met, and naturally refuses to believe that she is not the King of Qinglian. When Helian Ming appeared, although Bisheng made his own assertion and "shared the same hatred" with Yan Liwu for a period of time, he returned to his original state when Wen Moqing had no other women around him, regardless of whether he looked horizontally or vertically, in short, he felt unpleasant when he saw Yan Liwu.

Wen Moqing frowned slightly, and before he wanted to say something, Yin Junbai had already taken the first step to stand in front of Yan Liwu: "It's better for me to lead the way, the young master has taught me some self-defense skills, and it's okay to hide from a dark arrow or something like that." ”

The narrow corridor is the most difficult to dodge, and having kung fu in your body cannot guarantee that it is foolproof, not to mention Yin Junbai's kung fu...... Yan Liwu couldn't bear to say that she had studied with Xiao Fengyue in the Drunken Wind and Snow Moon Building for a few days was enough to top Yin Junbai for so many years of practice, and if she wanted to compare the levels, Yin Junbai was really not her opponent.

However, Yan Liwu also understands that it is useless to fight with Yin Junbai at this time, when it comes to her safety, Yin Junbai is definitely the most stubborn and stubborn one in the group.

The four of them entered the underground palace of Qinglian Palace from the secret door that Wen Moqing and Yan Liwu came out of last time, Yin Junbai took the head, holding the rubbing of the underground palace map in his hand, Yan Liwu and Bi Sheng stood in the middle one after the other, carrying lanterns and holding spare torches, and Wen Moqing followed at the end - originally Wen Moqing was walking behind Yan Liwu, Bi Sheng didn't want to see the two of them next to each other, so he squeezed into the middle to act as a partition, and glared at Yan Liwu from time to time.

What does it mean to be like a mang on his back, this time he finally had a personal experience, shook his head and accepted his fate with a smile, and followed Yin Junbai step by step to the depths of the underground palace.

"The passage rooms on this map are so messy that we can't find any patterns, and I don't know who designed them. Look, there are suddenly three forks in the road, and there are several branches on each fork in the road, and I don't know how many years and months it will take to find them one by one, it is really difficult for the prince to remember such a complicated road. ”

Standing in front of the first fork in the road, Yin Junbai first complained to the person who designed the underground palace, and then praised King Qinglian from the bottom of his heart. Under Wen Moqing's choice, which has absolute decision, Yin Junbai still took the lead and walked into one of the forks in the road, and after moving away from the entrance, the light also weakened, and the surroundings were pitch black, only the hazy light of the lantern could barely illuminate the road ahead.

"Watch your step."

When he walked to a slightly spacious space, Wen Moqing suddenly stretched out his long sword and hooked Yin Junbai's sleeve, Yin Junbai was slightly stunned, and suddenly there was a low muffled sound under his feet, and the floor tiles that had already stepped on half a foot actually sank quickly, leaving only a big hole in the black rumbling, and there was a faint sound of water.

"I encountered a mechanism last time I came in, it seems that King Qinglian is very cautious, and it can be said that there are dangers everywhere in this underground palace." Wen Moqing picked up a slender silk thread from the ground that was extremely difficult to see clearly, and then looked at the hole in the ground that almost "ate" Yin Junbai, his face became more and more serious, "The more you go inside, the more mechanisms will be, be careful." ”

Yin Junbai, who had palpitations, nodded, swallowed his saliva and continued to walk forward, and he couldn't remember how many holes he had crossed, how many dark arrows he had dodged, and how many ropes he could hang down to his neck at any time, and finally found something before the candles ran out in the lantern.

"The picture shows that there should be a small room not far ahead, and the location is probably very close to King Qinglian's bedroom on the ground - lord, I'll carry the lantern." The cold air in the underground palace was heavy, Yan Liwu was wearing little and shivered slightly, and the lantern in his hand was also dangling. Yin Junbai deliberately straightened up after taking the lantern, as if he wanted to block the cold for the people behind him, which was childish and ridiculous, but it made Yan Li's heart warm.

Walking for a while, sure enough, there was a small room in the faint light, the wooden door on the opposite side was strong and exquisite, and even painted with vermilion lacquer, if you don't count the cold stone wall next to it, it is no different from the door of an ordinary rich and noble family.

Yin Junbai tried to push the wooden door, but the door was unlocked, and it opened inward with a creak, and a light poured in from the widening crack in the door.

"What a beautiful room!" After getting used to the dark sight and barely getting used to the light, Bi Sheng whispered in surprise in his ears, and without waiting for the few people in front of him to test whether it was dangerous, Bi Sheng stepped past everyone and stepped into the small room.

It's not so much a small room as a boudoir. A small interior that is far more spacious than a few people imagined, with all kinds of cabinets, tables and chairs, and even new makeup and some weapons that are easy to carry. Yan Liwu gasped and walked in after Bi Sheng, his eyes swept over the lampstand on the wall and he was slightly surprised: "Is it someone who has been here recently or ......?"

"It's been a long time since there's been one, and there's dust on the desktop." Wen Moqing glanced at the lampstand, and didn't make a fuss, "It's an everlasting lamp, although it can't be lit forever like its name, it can still be maintained for one hundred and eighty years, but the raw materials are rare and expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to use it at all." ”

King Qinglian enjoys all his grace, what good things can't be obtained? It's not a problem to put a lantern in the dungeon.

After taking his attention away from the lampstand, Yan Liwu turned to the row of daggers and short swords hanging on the wall: "These are not what ordinary people should have, and I don't know who lives here, it seems that the secrets of the Qinglian King's treasure are far more than we expected." ”

"There aren't so many secrets, can you still be here?" Bi Sheng sneered disdainfully, took down a dagger and played with it in his hand, but the corner of his eye was staring at Yan Liwu intentionally or unintentionally.

Wen Moqing turned a deaf ear to Bi Sheng's hostile taunts, and looked around the small room, finally focusing on the cabinet full of gorgeous dresses. The dresses were all woven from fine silk satin, with fine stitching, delicate cutting, and extremely bright colors, and the style was mostly spacious and generous.

Looking at the dress in the cabinet and looking at Yan Liwu, Wen Moqing was enlightened, picked up one and compared it in front of Yan Liwu: "It seems that they are all tailor-made for you." ”

"It's really bad taste." said that he avoided worry, but he couldn't deny that those dresses did fit very well, no matter how long or short they were fat and thin, they fit well, and they would probably be comfortable to wear.

Yin Junbai gently stroked the neatly folded dress, and his expression was a little trance: "These are the clothes that the prince likes." This piece was worn at the birthday banquet of the first emperor that year; This piece was worn for the first emperor when he danced the Wanxian dance; There is also this one, the prince has to take it with him every time he goes to play, saying that the red, red, green and green are like summer scenery......"

Yin Junbai's loyalty and devotion to King Qinglian were understood by several people present, and seeing him sad and remembrance, he could neither express understanding nor sneer, so he had to look at him and act as if he didn't hear it.

After flipping through the makeup and finding some luxurious jewelry, Yan Liwu sighed with emotion: "This room may belong to King Qinglian, but why does King Qinglian want to set up a separate room in the underground palace, isn't she usually in the bedroom?" Is it for fear of being assassinated or what? ”

"No, every night I serve the prince to sleep, sometimes I worry that she kicks the quilt to take a look, and the prince sleeps quietly in the room." Yin Junbai shook his head, looked at those dresses carefully, and suddenly showed a hint of confusion, "Strange, I remember that this Fengwu Hundred Flowers Dress should be damaged somewhere, or I took it to someone to sew it up, how can it be as good as ever?" ”

Wen Moqing looked at the long skirt in Yin Junbai's hand, groaned for a while, pulled out all the clothes in the cabinet and stuffed them into Yin Junbai's arms: "Let's see if there is still such a situation." The jewelry over there was also checked to see if it was in line with what King Qinglian usually wore. ”

"Are you suspicious......" Yan Liwu gasped, slightly surprised, "Could it be that these are not the Qinglian King's, but imitations that are exactly the same as the Qinglian King?" In this way, this room is likely to belong to the stand-in of the Qinglian King, or the woman. Turning his head to meet Wen Moqing's eyes, Yan Li's worried eyes were solemn: "The old painter said that the woman who resembled the Qinglian King also left in the direction of the imperial capital by boat, is it possible that she has been hiding in the Qinglian Palace?" Since it is a person with a similar appearance, then these clothes and jewelry must also fit the person. ”

"Outsiders don't know that there is such a woman, she is like the shadow of the Qinglian King, as long as she wears the same clothes, no one will be able to recognize her, the only difference may be the unique traces left on the clothes and jewelry." Wen Moqing nodded in agreement, not noticing that Bi Sheng's eyes behind him were cold and jealous, and he quietly clenched his fists.

The speculation of the two was soon further confirmed, in addition to a large number of dresses and jewelry with the same style as Qinglian Wang but with slight differences, Yin Junbai also found decisive evidence in the secret compartment of the makeup.

It was half of a carefully preserved butterfly-shaped jade pendant, and the other half was only in Yin Junbai's hand, and it was even more on the old painter's painting, hanging quietly on the waists of two women with the same face.