Zhao Yiheng is really not a very Ming monarch, that Xuanmu is hard to find, the Xuanmu coffins in the royal family are only buried with meritorious kings, and he is here to bury his son and wife, which is simply luxurious and wasteful.

The coffin lid asked a few burly guards to slowly lift it up, and his heart followed every inch he went up, until the whole coffin lid was lifted and put aside, and his whole body was almost out of strength, but he still held on to prevent himself from falling down.

"You go and see" Zhao Yiheng instructed Moshi, but he stood there motionless and didn't dare to move, he was afraid, afraid that it was Mu Mingshu himself who was lying in the Xuanmu coffin, and he was afraid that all hope would be extinguished again.

"Look at the queen in it"

Moshi was surprised, of course the queen mother was buried here, and he was also looking down when he was buried, is there still a fake.

However, surprised and surprised, Moshi still stepped forward and planned to take a look at it from a distance, after all, he was a foreign man looking directly at the queen's widow, which was really disrespectful. But he was startled when he walked up and looked at it, and thought that he had seen it wrong, so he hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look.

But there was nothing in the coffin, and even if you looked closely, it was just like that.

He was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he knelt down at that time, and the guards guarding the imperial tomb were also under his jurisdiction, and now the body of the queen mother was stolen but no one knew about it, this is a great crime, it is a capital crime, and it is a capital crime that will harm the nine clans.

"Your Majesty, the ministers deserve to die for their crimes, please give the emperor their sins."

Mo Shi knelt down, and several guards who came in also knelt down, although they didn't know what was in the coffin, but seeing their heads like this, something must have happened.

Zhao Yiheng grabbed the placket on his chest, propped it on the wall of the room, took a few breaths with difficulty, and asked with a white face: "Tell me what you saw?" ”

Moshi lowered his head more and more, only when Zhao Yiheng knew the news and came to find his guilt, but this matter was indeed his dereliction of duty and there was nothing to distinguish, so he simply gritted his teeth and said honestly: "The minister deserves death, and he actually called the body of the queen mother stolen, the minister, it was the minister's dereliction of duty, and the minister pleaded guilty." ”

In just one sentence, Zhao Yiheng, who was still dying, stood up straight, strode towards the place where the coffin was placed, stretched his neck and looked at it, there was nothing in the empty coffin.

At that moment, Zhao Yiheng, who had been suffering for a year, felt that his body had never felt more relaxed than before, and suddenly he crossed his waist and laughed, but his eyes still couldn't help but be moist.

Everyone didn't know why, and no one dared to ask, but Mo Shi was crazy when he lost his hair for Mu Mingshu's corpse, and he thought that this time he would definitely die.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yiheng didn't mean to attack them at all, laughed all the way and strode out of the mausoleum, and stepped back to the palace directly.

Wen Ziran waited in the hidden city for ten days, but did not wait for Zhao Yiheng's reply, but waited for his arrival.

All the way, Zhao Yiheng's clothes were stained with thick dirt, and his face changed from the white of the past, so that the scorching sun was tanned, and the stubble was also grown, and with the white hair on the temples, he was like a middle-aged man with vicissitudes.

Wen Ziran saw Zhao Yiheng in front of him, and he couldn't tell what it was like, he had known Zhao Yiheng for many years, but it was the first time he had seen him look so unkempt.

Zhao Yiheng didn't care at all, jumped off the horse and asked, "What about people?" ”

"Still in town." Wen Ziran said, he has been waiting for news from Zhao Yiheng these days, and he didn't get the news from Zhao Yiheng, so he didn't dare to let Mingyue out, so he only asked Xu Yuqin to find a reason to temporarily seal the ghost city, and it would not be difficult to find her out at this time.

Wen Ziran saw Zhao Yiheng rushing over, it must be good news, but he couldn't help but ask: "What is the exact news?" ”

Since the people have not gone out in the city, Zhao Yiheng is not in a hurry for a while, not to mention that he also knows that his dignity is going to dislike Mu Mingshu, so he went back to the camp with Wen Ziran to talk about the matter.

"The coffin is empty, no one has touched the tomb, and the guards guarding the imperial tomb don't know when Ming Shu disappeared." Zhao Yiheng poured a few glasses of water down, and said briefly: "Since she is in Xiliang, she must also be related to the people of Xiliang, I will see"

Zhao Yiheng touched the beard of the person with his chin and looked serious: "I'm afraid that this is still related to witch Gu." ”

He felt that not only Mu Mingshu's disappearance in the imperial tomb was related to the witch Gu of the Xiliang people, but also that Mu Mingshu's death was inseparable from the Xiliang people, which seemed to be a well-planned conspiracy. Speaking of Mu Mingshu's death, Zhao Yiheng couldn't help but think of the eldest princess Yuhe who had died tragically, she also used the trick of cheating death to escape in prison, he had always felt that it was the ability of Zhao Yizheng, the king of An, and Zhao Yiyi, the king of Chen, but now that he thinks about it, he is afraid that the method of cheating death still comes from Xiliang.

But how did Xiliang's meticulous work enter the palace to attack Mu Mingshu, and steal her out unknowingly, these things are chilling when you think about them, so no matter what the reason is, Xiliang must not stay anymore.

Wen Ziran thought of going with Zhao Yiheng, and unknowingly asked Mu Mingshu to cheat to death, not to mention going to the imperial tomb to steal the corpse without alarming anyone, this is not a trivial matter. Now that Xiliang is still weak, he can do such a thing, if he is strong in the future, then the rivers and mountains of this capital will inevitably become a subsidiary of Xiliang.

The two men knew it, and they looked at each other but did not continue to dwell on this matter.

"Where is Mingshu now? I'm going to see her. Zhao Yiheng couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, he had already entered the coffin half of his body in those days without Mu Mingshu, but this time he knew that Mu Mingshu was not dead, and he didn't feel tired after many days of traveling, and he was even energetic.

Speaking of Mu Mingshu, Wen Ziran remembered something again, he frowned and said to Zhao Yiheng: "There is something I didn't make clear to you in the letter, I'm afraid you will know about it." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yiheng didn't care, as long as Mu Mingshu was alive, nothing else mattered.

Wen Ziran's face was slightly heavy, and he said, "Mingshu is only afraid that he won't recognize us." After saying this, she felt that it was not right, so she said: "Maybe she doesn't even know who she is." ”

Mu Mingshu had amnesia, and he didn't even remember half a cent of his previous memory, Wen Ziran didn't believe it at first, but she deliberately pretended not to know herself because she had something unspeakable. But since the lockdown of the city, he has been staring at her all the time, but he has not found any flaws, if he really does the act, he is afraid that she will do too much of this drama, but Wen Ziran feels that her amnesia is only true.

Now that the ghost city has been broken, there are most of the troops everywhere, even if she is afraid that no one will believe her identity before she changes her name, it can be seen that there is no need for her to pretend to be unrecognizable, and there are many mysteries hidden in her body now, which makes people unable to figure it out.

These days, she always looks nervous, the slightest hint of wind and grass must be on guard, and she never calls people close to her on weekdays, the ghost city is blocked, but she looks around like a headless fly looking for an exit out of the city, as if she wants to flee from here immediately.

When Zhao Yiheng heard this, she also sighed in her heart, if no one recognized her, then did she also forget herself? Forgot all about their past?

He was still a little sad in his heart, and it was ruthless enough to say that he would forget.

But when I think about it, I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing, she can't let go of Zhao Ziyue for so long after she leaves, if she doesn't remember everything this time, maybe it's still a good thing.

There was silence in the camp tent for a while, and then Zhao Yiheng opened his mouth and asked, "Can it be cured?" ”

Wen Ziran doesn't know how to say it, there is no medicine to cure amnesia, but some people have amnesia and maybe it will be fine after a while, while some people will never remember it again for the rest of their lives.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Zhao Yiheng also knew the answer, but secretly said in his heart: Mingshu, it doesn't matter if you forget, I will ask you to remember it again.

Mu Mingshu, dressed as a man, was spending the night with the people of Xiliang, whose homes had been destroyed and homeless, in a dilapidated house in the south of the city, which was closest to the city gate, and could be heard as long as the city gate was opened. She had been trapped here for more than ten days, and although she had not been pursued by the Xiliang people, it had also worn out her patience, and she was very irritable.

A handful of dry firewood crackled, and several Xiliang men, women, and children gathered around and said something in Xiliang dialect, while she pulled the dagger and leaned against the wall next to the window coffin and slept lightly with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a neat sound of footsteps broke the silence of the night, and the people of Xiliang who were gathered together stopped talking, and everyone looked nervous, and when they heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, they all bounced up like frightened birds, trying to find a place to hide themselves.

When Mu Mingshu first heard the sound of orderly training, he opened his eyes suddenly, and without thinking about it, he opened the window and ran outside.

She couldn't get out of the city these days, so she took a closer look around the neighborhood just in case, and knew that there was a lush forest not far to the south, and although she hadn't been in it, she knew that it must be a good place to hide.

Mu Mingshu looked at the thin and weak, but he was not ambiguous at all when it came to escaping, and he ran fast in the wind under his feet, for fear that the people behind him would immediately catch up.

But the faster she ran, the more she felt that there was a footstep behind her, and she followed more and more closely, getting closer and closer, until the person behind her was beside her, and the voice sounded in her ears: "Little brother, you also run for your life." ”

Mu Mingshu was startled, looked at this person sideways, and saw that his complexion was slightly dark, his black hair was really like ink, his sword eyebrows were in his sideburns, his phoenix eyes had a little smile in them, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked with a bit of ruffianism, but just such a person was wearing an ordinary short fight, which made Mu Mingshu can't help but look at it twice.