"Blue Dust. Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Fa 'You go back with me. You can't stay here for long. Let the queen's people see it, and it's troublesome. Han Ziji stepped forward. Stop Mo'er. She slapped the slightly wrinkled corners of Lan Mo's clothes with her hands unskillfully. As a mother, she hardly ever took care of her own children. She wants to make up for the loss of maternal love in the shortest possible time.

"Shhhh Don't talk. Someone is coming this way. Lan Mo didn't have time to think about it. She covered Han Ziji's mouth. The two stepped back. Stand at the foot of a narrow wall. Seeing a palace maid and a eunuch walking forward quickly.

The two were brightly dressed. was arguing fiercely about something, and vaguely saw that the maid in the peach-colored palace robe had a haggard face, but she was full of words, "Niangniang said, Your Highness's affairs cannot be delayed, but now that it is done like this, what do you say you want to do."

The little eunuch who followed him nodded again and again and said, "It's all a small fault, I didn't pass the message out in time, but now this matter is no longer a matter of His Highness and His Highness the Seventh......

"You still dare to mention the Seventh Highness. Aren't you afraid of losing your head? The peach-colored palace maid looked panicked. Again and again, he winked. The two of them quickly left the small corner.

Lan Mo saw people walking away. Slowly let go of the hand that was covering her mother. I only listened to Han Ziji's big gasp. She said intermittently. "What the two palace people just now said should be the estrangement between the prince and the seventh prince. Now there are clear factions in the palace. I'm afraid that Lao Qi will do something to offend the prince outside. ”

Listened to my mother's explanation. Lan Mo's eyes became more and more misty. Her brow was like a pot of clear spring water. She smiled. "That being the case. Mothers should stop worrying about people who are not related. Leave it to the children. ”

"You don't blame me." Han Ziji was stunned. Her eyes were full of disbelief. Or or. Happiness came too quickly, and she didn't know how to accept it. Did her daughter forgive her just now?

Lan Mo didn't answer. She retreated to the dark grid she had just discovered. Gently turn. There was the sound of gears turning. She replied with a very polite smile from Han Ziji. Just sneak down. When Han Ziji wanted to come forward to check. The dark grid was back to its old form. It's no different from the usual slate palace road.

There is no guidance from the lights. It's pitch black underground. Lan Mo bent over and walked in the dark in the narrow space. A lot of the time. She is also asking about her inner alter self. Did she forgive her? Forgive her for staining the blood of her loved ones. However, the answer is not certain. After all. The sister who has a deep relationship with herself. A sister who bravely sacrificed for love. She couldn't do it in her life. As long as she stays alive. She will never be able to compare to her dead sister.

With concern in my heart. But it can't be a link for her to explore the unknown. Because of the low height of the secret passage. She finally took out the roll of fire paper from her bosom. She needed to see how far it was from the real Treasure Pavilion.

The lights of the stars lit up like neon in the dark secret room. Lan Mo tried to reach out into the distance. The fire doesn't shine too far. But sporadically, the sound of water droplets coming from the cracks could be heard. But he was telling Lan Mo. It is different from this dry landscape. There should be an open area ahead.

The Treasure Pavilion is located in the Queen Mother Xuanyu Palace. Han Xuyao was already waiting in front of the door of the Treasure Pavilion. Trailing the scent of the end. Fixed the missing range here. It's really a no-brainer. He curled the corners of his eyes. Looked at the clear blue sky. There are a few larks singing shallowly in the sky. He twisted his fingers around a soft jade pendant. Silently counting the hours in my heart. Mo'er should soon be able to see things that shouldn't be seen. So. He was alone at the moment. There is still an eight-point chance of winning.

Sure enough. The corners of Lan Mo's mouth rose briskly. In front of her eyes was clearly an open altar. And the sound of water droplets. But it's an upside-down stalactite. Dripping magma fluid.

It's just that this is supposed to be a treasure house. How can there be an altar to worship ancestral spirits. Just when an inexplicable question popped up in Lan Mo's heart. Her roll of fire paper was extinguished unsurprisingly.

The surroundings were quiet. There is no light at the moment. It seems more empty. Lan Mo's eyebrows added a hint of unease. Here she is like a blind woman. She borrowed the momentary memories of Fang Cai. Step by step, carefully step up the steps of the shrine. Her hands were pushing the air in front of her. She feared that an obstacle would pop up. Only walked more than ten steps. Lan Mo's hand suddenly touched a cool object.

She rubbed along the outer wall of the object. Flat and smooth. There is no rough surface. There is even some softness in it. It's a lot like a piece of jade. Lan Mo walked around the judged jade. I sighed secretly in my heart. The emperor of Dongyuan is really bloody. The jade from the royal collection is superb. But it's like this human-sized jade object. Not only can you touch the fine carving. It is the phoenix bead that symbolizes the East Palace. It didn't save a little material.

She couldn't help but think about it. What can you do with the rectangular jade in the Treasure Pavilion? Time always passes quickly in thought. Because Mo'er is too involved. I want to see the thing in front of me through the faint black light. But I couldn't understand it. It was also this awkward moment. From the end of the secret passage floated in a bright fire.

Because he is accustomed to the dark night in the secret passage. Suddenly, a light came out. Lan Mo couldn't help but subconsciously cover his eyes. in order to adapt to sudden light. She looked into the distance. The light was flickering and dimming. There was nothing to cover the blue end. She is completely exposed in the here and now. As a trespasser. It's just that the rebuke that should have been heard didn't drift away. In its place was a familiar cough.

"Ahem......" Han Xuyao coughed lightly. The underground cold of the Treasure Chamber. The Seventh Prince, who was already cold, would naturally feel a little uncomfortable. The blazing fire in his hand can't bring a moment of warmth. But the woman who shines in the light of the fire is bright. "You still see it."

"Who are you. What do you say I see. "Lan Mo has no weapon in his hand. But it is also in time to show the usual state of alert. Due to the long distance. The voice is not distinguishable for the time being. And the countenance is even more uncertain. But she heard the question clearly. I couldn't help but hurriedly asked.

"Cousin." Han Xuyao was pacing slowly. Suddenly luck a fly. Jump five steps ahead of the end of the blue. At the moment, I can see it clearly. Lan Mo looked at the person. The worries in my heart faded. She was able to leave in front of him. Naturally, it is understood that this departure is not permanent. A huge Higashihara Imperial Palace. It's not like she Lan Mo can walk if she says go. Moreover. She can't go yet.

"Oh. It's you. No wonder you just looked like no one. Lan Mo didn't look at Han Xuyao again. She borrowed the light of the fire. I can't help but turn my head. Look at the question in your heart just now. Just look back at it this time. But it is...... Ten thousand years at a glance.

Huge jade objects. Where it shows the turquoise sheen of the blue end. This is clearly a terrible whiteness. Close to the white of ice and snow. A crystal ice coffin carved with phoenix patterns was quietly placed in front of Lan Mo. She couldn't take her eyes off the face of the person in the coffin for a long time. Lan Mo's pupils began to heat up. There was hot liquid falling from the eye sockets unconsciously. Drop by drop fell on the ice coffin. Turns into cold air.

"Han Xuyao. What did you do. A voice like a lion's roar sounded in the empty passageway. Lan Mo, who couldn't control himself because of his anger, hammered hard at the coffin. However, except for the palm that slowly oozes blood. The ice coffin didn't even have a single scratch. "My sister was not buried. Did you lie to me about what you promised? ”

Han Xuyao's gaze was still cold. He quietly dodged Lan Mo's resentful palm power that he had gathered with all his might. He didn't say a word of explanation. "You're at peace. I'll say it again. ”

Calm. How to calm down the blue end. Lan Tu's body was lying in this coffin. What the hell are they thinking. Why not spare a dead man. Her sister had a short life. Why should it be treated like this. Is it just because her Lan Mo mission failed? Just because she was moved by a hint of affection. And the great cause that was almost ruined.

Right. She wants to be calm. She had to calm down. Han Xuyao owed her an explanation.

Lan Mo suddenly retracted his internal force. She walked quietly in front of the devil. Said earnestly. "Please tell me the truth."

"If you don't have any mercy to the East. Why do you think Lantu is lying here all the time? Han Xuyao didn't look at Lan Mo who was stunned. Passed by her. Walk up to the sacred ice coffin on the altar. Go on. "If you have no mercy. After you can kill the enemy. Come here to fulfill your sister's mission. It's just that. You ......"

"Mission. Mission. Lan Mo asked rhetorically. Her gaze was full of murderous intent. "Is it a mission or an unsightly business?"

"Blue Dust. Have you made enough trouble? You think a pawn who turns his back on the country. Why are you qualified to live until now? You think it's all but your dead concubine. Who's going to help you keep your life?" The Seventh Prince showed rare concern. It was the first time Lan Mo had seen Han Xuyao's angry appearance. She didn't say anything. I just want to hear what the devil has to say.

"......," Han Xuyao didn't continue. He just stared off into the distance. His mind was in turmoil. Lan Mo only knew that he was going to kill the negative person. But she never knew that she was another princess. Carrying a lot of things that shouldn't be there. Even if there were some things that he and his father imposed on this cousin. But there was nothing they could do.

It's like. Lan Mo was in that evening. Grant the devil's request. Seven days of preparation time to assassinate the candidate of the Later Tang Emperor. It's like. The princess who was clearly promised to the Emperor of the Sea was Princess Tuqing. But because of her death. But the news can only be pressed again and again. The reason is to wait for the prince of the sea emperor to ascend the throne. Remarriage.

The past is like smoke. It's like a blunt knife. Little by little, it wears away people's hearts. The wound festers and then scabs. Scabs and festers again. Lan Mo looked at the seventh cousin who was speechless. She knows it deeply. How to call him the devil endlessly in his heart. They are still relatives.

"Listen. I'm going to take what I'm talking about. No one can say. Including my aunt. Your mother. Han Xuyao finished. He suddenly dimmed the fire. Let's talk about it.