The last time she came in, she couldn't tell the real thing.

It can be seen how much thought this man has put into it.

Han Mo took her hand and didn't speak again.

And the bodyguards around him didn't seem to hear him, and still moved forward.

Until they walked into the center of the Imperial Mausoleum and came to the place where the sarcophagus was placed.

Han Mo took Mi Youning's hand and looked down at her, "It's time for you to say this time, why was you so emotional in the first place, why were you so sure that there were two corpses in this sarcophagus?" ”

Mi Youning looked at everything around her again, and this time she looked at it with her heart.

In the end, she found a trace of difference.

Many of them are buried by Fan Yinqing.

Including his writing during his lifetime, as well as those things that he often played with.

Although the shapes are similar, there are some details that are different.

For example, there is a painting hanging on the wall, which was made by Fan Yinqing himself.

There are traces of him, but the last mention is different.

Hearing Han Mo's question, Mi Youning turned his head to look at him.

"Then tell me first, when you first found me, why did you forcibly take me back to the Han family, and why did you always look at me with that kind of gaze?"

In the end, Mi Youning paused, his eyes revealing complexity.

"Who are you thinking of me?"

Han Mo held her hand and couldn't help but tighten.

Looking back on everything at the beginning, he still has no regrets.

"Eyes."

Han Mo said, "It's because of these eyes." ”

He reached out and touched Mi Youning's eyes.

Mi Youning knew that he had no feelings for Bai Ling.

According to the memory of the original owner, it is also more clearly recognized.

She didn't have the slightest doubt about Han Mo's answer.

"So, what do you want to do when you build this imperial tomb in the northern part of Yan? Or what are you going to do? ”

This time, Han Mo's eyes were a little evasive.

He didn't dare to look Mi Youning in the eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the sarcophagus.

How can he say that just because of a dream, he fell in love with the woman in his dreams.

The emperor's woman made him feel emotional.

He didn't know how to speak, and he was afraid that the women around him would know.

This is also his uneasy emotion.

I also wanted to peel off the mystery of the woman little by little.

Now he's a little evasive.

He liked these eyes, and he liked them more and more from the time he left each other that day.

Until today, being pierced by Yan Hao, his heart has sunk, and people have been planted on this woman.

He didn't dare to bet, and he didn't dare to tell the other party that it was because of these eyes that he would like her as a person.

Han Mo smiled self-deprecatingly, but his eyes released a cold gaze.

Mi Youning didn't hear his answer and walked towards the sarcophagus.

When she came to the sarcophagus and saw that the inner layer was made of gold, she smiled and shook her head.

"The little soul is not here!"

"Ring the soul, speak up!"

At this moment, Mi Youning was a little irritable, and her mood was indescribably depressed.

Han Mo's identity and everything in front of her made her lose control.

It feels like you can't grasp anything, and even the feeling of being manipulated.

This is something she has never encountered before.

"Host ......"

The Ring Soul was on the verge of Mi Youning's irritability, and finally spoke out.

Seeing him speak, Mi Youning told the Ring Soul everything just now and asked him what the situation was.

"You say, will Han Mo be the reincarnation of Fan Yinqing?"

"Impossible!" This time the Ring Soul echoed quickly.

"There can be no reincarnation in every person in the world."