The fruit bowl with melon seeds was placed within her reach, but Di Jinxuan also fed her carefully, which made her feel warm.

Pursing his lips, Ji Qingge glanced at Di Jinxuan shyly, and asked softly, "Lord Wang, how do you usually eat melon seeds?" Show me how? ”

"If you eat melon seeds, you have to have some spare time. After the lonely king left his mother to go to the camp, he rarely had the leisure to eat melon seeds. Qingge, don't you want to get out of the palace? Otherwise, let's go to Jinghu Yiyuan for dinner. I didn't go for a few days. ”

It carries so many good memories for him, and he wants to relive the warm time.

Hearing that he could leave the palace, Ji Qingge was instantly happy like a naughty child, and hurriedly pulled the wide sleeves of Di Jinxuan's gorgeous clothes, and said coquettishly: "Emperor Creditor, are you going to invite me to dinner again?" ”

"Nonsense, if you don't invite you to eat, do you mean that you invite me to eat?"

Di Jinxuan tapped her forehead and teased her.

"Heh, I can ask the creditor to eat, really."

I was cooking last time, but it was just the incident of Migu that made him miss the opportunity to be a guest in Jifu. Now that she is married to him, she doesn't have to be afraid of gossip from the outside world, she said:

"I'll treat you and go to Jifu to eat."

"It's ......, good."

In fact, Di Jinxuan left the palace, not only to take her to dinner, but also because of a secret agent in his palace, who returned from Yancheng. Even if he could go back to the Ji Mansion with her, he wouldn't stay long.

Ji Qingge hesitated when he saw him, and said busily:

"If the prince is inconvenient, the concubine can go out of the palace with the prince another day."

"It's okay, then you go to the treasury with King Gu, and prepare some light gifts to bring to Xingyu and General Yan." Di Jinxuan looked at her with a stunned face, and couldn't help but lean over on her forehead and kiss her gently.

The forehead, which was bruised and scarred, has healed in recent days.

Seeing that Ji Qingge had recovered, he was also relieved. After taking a sip of tea, he led her into the throne's treasury.

Ji Qingge followed him and followed him into the private room next to the bedroom. She was slightly stunned, and said with some doubts: "Emperor Creditor, could it be that your treasury is in the underground secret room?" I came here to open the entrance to the underground secret room. ”

"Clever."

Powerful enough, it made her guess.

Before that, only his spies and henchmen had entered the underground chamber of his throne. Even his sister-in-law, Yun Wanning, had never seen his treasury.

Stretching out his hand and pointing to the soft couch, he said to Ji Qingge: "Sit." ”

"Shouting, you can also see the ancient entrance, beautiful." Ji Qingge, who was sitting on the soft couch, was gently embraced by Di Jinxuan. He smiled lightly, and before she could react to what was going on, he opened the entryway at the handrail.

"Boom-"

With a dull sound, they fell into the underground chamber along with the soft couch they were sitting on.

The secret room is the size of the two living rooms of the palace, and it is extremely luxurious.

By candlelight, Ji Qingge quickly found several fine swords located on the east wall of the secret room. He got off the soft couch and said, "Those swords, are they antiques?" ”

"More collectible than antiques."

Di Jinxuan smiled proudly and said.

Also, if they are not collectible, why would he hide them in a secret room? Ji Qingge smiled comically and moved his gaze to a jade-headed sword hanging from the wall.

Just by glancing at it from a distance, she could feel that the sword was more special. Not only was it hanging far away from the other swords, but it was also like deliberately ignoring it.

Regarding the identity of the owner of the Jade Head Sword, Ji Qingge guessed that he must be a king. And...... It is likely to be a king who has a certain relationship with an emperor of the Xiyue Dynasty, or a prince.

That king must have died a miserable death......

The jade head sword has a short sword body and is shaped like a willow leaf. The head of the sword is circular, and a piece of blood jade is inlaid in the middle, with a diameter of about two centimeters. In the middle of the sword, there were a few words that she couldn't read.

Presumably the name of the owner of the sword.

The blade of the sword is relatively thin, and it is extremely sharp when you think about it, and the length should not exceed fifty centimeters.

Take a closer look, the text engraved on it is the script of the Western Liang Kingdom. Combined with a certain language she had seen in modern times, she recognized:

The name of the owner of the sword is Jeru. Aur.

The faint candlelight reflected on the jade sword, refracting a bleak light.

Di Jinxuan pointed to the sword and told Ji Qingge: "The owner of this sword was originally an elderly prince of Xiliang Kingdom, and it is said that he was also a god of war general in the past. ”

"His name is not Jerod. Aur? ”

A trace of surprise crossed Ji Qingge's eyes, and he asked Emperor Jinxuan.

"Who did Concubine Ai listen to?"

Di Jinxuan was inevitably puzzled.

"Isn't there his name engraved on this sword?" Pointing to the words engraved on the sword with her right hand, she said.

Through this sword, Ji Qingge seemed to be able to pass through the dust of history, through the wild sand in the sky, and see the struggle of the owner of the jade head sword before death.

There are many kinds of bitter things in the world.

Among them, there is nothing heart-wrenching about the twilight of heroes and the twilight of beauties......

Even if the god of war gallops on the battlefield, he will feel powerless when he is old. Even Xiliangguo, who loves him again, is unable to reverse the overall situation in the face of the reality that "the general trend has gone".

Yelu Awuer, who was dressed in armor, saw that the Xiliang soldiers he brought out with his own hands surrendered to Emperor Xiyue when he was injured......

Ji Qingge thought to himself, Yelu Awuer's laughter must be cold and terrifying. His miserable smile must also be accompanied by endless unwillingness.

"Yes, there is his name. This bronze sword is said to have been carried by Jeru'aur. When he was young, he used this sword to hurt the soldiers of the Qi army of the Xiyue Dynasty.

Therefore, Lord Luo, that is, the flying general Yunkang, used this sword to send Yelu Awuer on the road. ”

When he mentioned this, Di Jinxuan still remembered what Yun Wanning had said to him. She said that before Yelu Awuer died, she was still cursing Emperor Xiyue and Yunkang.

"Emperor old thief, Yunkang child! The old man curses you, you will not die well! Hahahaha......"

On that day, the sand was all over the sky. The strong wind swept up the fallen leaves and the withered grass outside the plug and went to Jerod. Aur's bleeding neck blew away. He ignored the blood stains that kept oozing from the corners of his mouth and turned around. With the last trace of his strength, he went to the location of the Xiliang King's Palace and bowed!

He bowed down and never got up again.

Emperor Jinxuan's father told him, "Before Ah Wuer died, he also used this bronze sword to behead his lieutenant Baili Yunfei." "Because the deputy general persuaded Awuer to surrender, saying that the general trend of Xiliang has gone.

In terms of knowing and employing people, his father, Emperor Yuxia, told him to be cautious. He said, "Don't be like Jeru-A-Ur and trust others too much. You have to learn from King Luo, as well as your master, General Ji, they all have the ability to penetrate people's hearts......"