Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Narrow Passage Buried by Masonry
The huge ceiling smashed down so quickly, I had never seen such a situation where my life was hanging by a thread, and in an instant, my brain flew white, and I was stunned in place.
'Hey, this is a big rock, after all, I should hide from it!' 'I'm really scared to get down! His feet were like lead, and he couldn't move half a step.
Am I dying?
Maybe it's really because I know too much of the secrets of this gossip tower, and I have to pay some price for overthrowing this century-old tower. I resigned myself to my fate and never struggled again, at least this death is a great righteousness, and it is a great good thing for me to release the shackles of feng shui within a radius of 100 miles.
The sound of collapse in my ears became more and more noisy, and I closed my eyes calmly. Maybe there are regrets, maybe it's too late.
……
The stone did not fall after all, the eyelids were slightly red by a kind of light, and the sound of collapse slowly subsided. In a trance, a voice echoed in this spacious negative layer, ethereal and majestic, but empty but without any movement, as if it was the beginning of a movie......
"Li Qing has a daughter from a foreign family, who is noble and virtuous, and unparalleled; The day before yesterday, I mentioned the marriage, I deeply regretted it, and hereby issued this edict to give marriage to the royal family. The eldest son is loyal, although his virtue and ability are shallow, but he is loyal and filial, and I am satisfied. Get married on the same day, there must be no mistakes, Qin this! ”
"The nephew can get this honor because of the favor of my emperor, the minister is not very happy, thank you Lord Longen!"
Foreigner of the Li family, a micro-nephew...... The eldest son? Get married......
This is the holy decree of the Li family when he married Li Zhong?
Could it be that I have died, and my soul has entered the memories of the Spirit? I stole my eyes open and peeked at the changes in front of me.
It's okay not to open your eyes, but when you open your eyes, it can be said that you are scared to death of the baby, there is wood!
In front of me is a tree of red wedding room, on the table longan, lotus seeds, red dates, peanuts and other tent gifts, this is the same day to complete the marriage fast is not a little bit? I've just made a decree and I've already entered the cave room?
"Have you heard? If it weren't for Zhaoyi's Niangniang who likes Shuman, where would she have today's scenery? You see, it is a phoenix crown given by the emperor, and now only the princess of Changle in the previous dynasty has such an honor, but she is just a princess. If it is ...... in the future"
"Be quiet, it's coming!" A burst of chewing vinegar words came in from outside the door, and the amount of information was a bit big!
When Zhao Yi? At that time, Zhaoyi should be Wu Cao, and Wu Cao liked the Li family at that time? The Li family is a foreign clan of Gaozong Li Qing, and during the Gaozong period, there were not many people who could get the qualification to marry the emperor's eldest son. The royal relatives of the same clan need to avoid it again, and there is also the Yi Si Zhan found on the sixth floor, no matter how Li Shuman looks at it, she is Li Chunfeng's niece!
There was a squeak, and the door rang at this time, and a red suit stepped into the threshold, but one of them stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
"It's unlucky for Miss to be so reckless." The bride on the side was frightened, and hurriedly supported the bride who was slightly wheezing, and hurriedly helped the bride to the side of the bed and sat firmly.
"What about the bride? What about my bride? Well? Before she could sit down, another voice burst into the room with a hint of drunkenness. The golden robe was tied with a large red silk flower, and the red face was a pair of drunken hazy eyes. He dangled around the door frame indifferently, and waved his hand to signal Xi Niang to retreat.
Forehead...... Is this going to be a cave room? Shouldn't I shy away? I lowered my head and pretended to be an entourage and tried to follow the bride out of the room with her.
It's just not as easy as I thought, Xi Niang hurriedly walked out and didn't know that there was a person like me and locked the door tightly, and the meaning of wanting me to watch was obvious.
"Aren't you the person Wu Zhaoyi likes? Let me see how you look? ”
"The concubine body was not favored by Zhaoyi Niangniang, and the husband misunderstood."
"Misunderstanding? What does Wu Zhaoyi want to do? What does she want to do? You tell me? Does she want you to hurt me? Want Li Hong to be the prince? Isn't it?? The sound of the beads turning from dark to bright, and even a few fell to the ground in the swaying. Li Zhong's frantic voice echoed in my ears, making me a little unbearable to look back again.
Is this how he treated Li Shuman? Is that what it does to her? The newlywed Yan'er was originally a woman's dream, but now what is this scene to Li Shuman? Would she be scared at a young age?
Behind him, Li Shuman's defense continued, but Li Zhong still did not change his hatred of Wu Zhaoyi. I don't know how cold this cave room flowers and candles, brocade quilts, in short, if I were Li Shuman, this scene would definitely break my heart.
Hee-hee......
Hee-hee......
A slight laugh sounded as I closed my eyes, as if a subconscious guide to open my eyes again and continue to look at the scene in front of me. This time, the scene has changed, and under the small screen window by the mountains and rivers, the blue curtains and curtains are flying.
It is the scene that I saw when I was sleeping on the seventh floor, and it was the scene where Li Zhong seized the Tongchang Pagoda. He Li Zhong was so cold to her at the beginning, so is Li Shuman's death related to her deliberately leaving the drawings to Li Zhong?
Speaking of which, there should have been a period of time between Li Shuman and Li Zhong's marriage and Li Zhong's deposition, what happened during this time? What I saw in front of me made me want to re-examine Li Shuman. This woman, who is Li Chunfeng's maternal relative, has been prosperous since she was a child, can she really be humble to this point?
Who the hell wants me to see this scene? Not Li Shuman? Could it be Li Zhong? Or someone else? Or is this a memory of what this tower has shown me?
The scene in front of me kept jumping, and gradually I saw the same place where I had woken up last time. Li Shuman lay peacefully in the center of the reverse hexagram array, like a sleeping doll, safe and gentle. Li Zhong on the side took the drawings and pointed at the foreman beside him.
This is when the tower was built, Li Shuman's body was carefully placed into the coffin on the negative floor, the sand valley at night, the Sanskrit sound of the monks, and the moonlight projected along the foundation of the open air, and I inadvertently saw two lines of tears on Li Zhong's cheeks from a distance.
Is he sad? What is sad?
"Prince, the emperor ordered you to return to the court as soon as possible, and you must not delay any longer." The voice of the attendant in my ear was so far away, but it was surprisingly clear, as if it was deliberately meant for me to hear.
Li Zhong returned to the dynasty? Didn't he oversee the construction of the Bagua Tower?
Why did you just leave?
Who built the Bagua Tower after that?
"Hold the letter of this king and return to the court immediately, I will accompany her for a few days, and then accompany her." Li Zhong's whimper drowned in the sand of the sand. He seems to have changed the fear when he married Li Shuman before, and he is very infatuated with Li Shuman, otherwise where would there be such tears? He did not shy away from it in front of his subordinates, and even the emperor's summons was all prevaricated.
Is it just to accompany Li Shuman more?
Doesn't that match what you thought before?
Is he really sad? How long is the story of this gossip tower, and what is still hidden? It seems that I have to put aside my previous subjective thoughts and take a good look at all the past in front of me.