Ling Xiaotian sent His Royal Highness Ten and Su Baitong away from the imperial tomb.

He turned around and walked into the dark chamber again.

The silence is like a tomb, that's what it feels like, right?

Ling Xiaotian returned to the stone room where the mausoleum keeper rested, and lay silently on his back on the stone bed.

The hard erection and cold stone bed couldn't help but make him miss Su Baitong's soft body.

No way! He had just separated from her, so why did he shake off the inappropriate conjectures in his mind. Carefully went through the things that Su Baitong told him today in his mind.

If it is really like what Su Baitong said, the yin and yang eyes of the woman in the forest bath can be used as medicine, make the living immortal, and recall the soul of the dead, then Chang Zhao's eyes must have been taken by someone who also knew about it.

And in the palace, everyone knew that the emperor had set up an alchemy furnace and was obsessed with the art of seeking immortality.

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic his heart became, and he turned over on the stone bed, suddenly feeling that his back was stiff and hard, and the old wound was faintly painful.

After reading the drip, I was shocked to realize that I had been lying here for more than two hours, no wonder my body was stiff.

He stood up and moved his body, and then from the entrance of the Imperial Tomb came a guard guarding the Imperial Tomb, who came in with a tray and brought dinner.

Ling Xiaotian waved his hand casually, and the man put the food on the stone table and retreated.

Ling Xiaotian was not in a hurry to lift the chopsticks, but took a steamed bun first. Carefully break it open from the middle. Soil winter enclosure garbage.

A small note peeks out of the middle of the steamed bun.

He took out the note, read the handwriting on it repeatedly, and then placed it on an open flame and lit it, watching it turn to ashes.

Even if he is locked up here, he can still handle the affairs of the Scarlet Palace. Even Su Baitong's movements were secretly reported to him.

The guards guarding the Imperial Mausoleum have already mixed in with his people, and His Royal Highness Ten has also quietly installed some eyeliner, but there are also people from the Virtuous King here, and he can't tell for a while, so he has to be careful in everything.

Whenever he lay on the cold stone bed, his mind would imagine where his Tongtong had gone and what he had done.

At night, are you thinking about him?

He knew that she had already been to the Chu Mansion, although Chu Qiancheng Chu didn't know where the old man had gone. still didn't show up, but Chu Zimo had already promised to help her inquire about Senyu.

The Curiosity was much more secure than he had personally sent someone to find out the safety.

On the one hand, he asked the ghost face to track down the news of Su Baitong's biological mother, and on the other hand, he asked the eyeliner in the palace to contact the alchemy

The emperor guarded the alchemy very strictly, and the ghost face sent him a message, saying that he had missed several times, and he also lost two eyeliners for this.

He had no choice but to ask Ghost Face to temporarily stop tempting the alchemy.

It is not easy to cultivate a famous eyeliner in the palace, and he can't all lose his manpower in this matter.

He had just written a note that day, but the person who came in to deliver the food was not the same person he used to be.

Ling Xiaotian immediately put the note away.

The man also put down the tray and left.

Ling Xiaotian took out a silver needle from the cuff of his brocade robe and poked into the food.

Not much. When he took the silver needle back, he saw that the needle had begun to turn black.

Ling Xiaotian sneered silently, how long had he only come in, and some people couldn't wait.

Fortunately, I didn't eat and starved to death all night.

He simply wrapped himself in a big coat and went to the stone bed in advance.

In the darkness, there was the sound of a soo.

He turned his head and glanced at where the voice had come from, and almost jumped in fright.

At the door of the stone room, a pair of green eyes lit up, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

The green eyes slowly entered the stone chamber and walked to the vicinity of the ever-bright lamp.

"Tangyuan?" Ling Xiaotian called out in surprise.

"Chirp" The little civet jumped up and jumped onto the stone bed.

Ling Xiaotian was surprised and delighted, "How did you get here?" ”

The little civet sat in front of him, tilting its little head to look at him.

Only then did Ling Xiaotian notice that it had a small burden tied to its back, which looked a little funny. If someone stumbles upon it, they will think it's a big cat that can steal.

It's dressed like a nocturnal thief.

Ling Xiaotian untied the small burden on the little civet's back, and a sweet and greasy aroma came to his face.

There are more than a dozen dim sum neatly placed in the baggage: almond crisp, pine nut lily crisp, and smooth sesame cake

Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but smile and picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

It is crispy and delicious, and there are plums, pork, egg yolks and other things in the filling.

Ling Xiaotian ate three pieces in a row, and his good-looking eyebrows were all upturned.

"The lonely king finally didn't hurt her in vain, and he knew that he would bring you food." Ling Xiaotian smiled proudly, and all the gloom and displeasure in his heart for days were swept away.

The little civet had no interest in this food, sniffed it with its nose and withdrew.

Ling Xiaotian ate a snack and found that there was an oiled paper bag in the bag, and when he opened it, he saw that there were two incense pills inside, and a note was attached to the paper bag.

He took a general look and saw that it was a detoxification incense pill, so he carefully put the oil paper bag into the purse around his waist, and stuffed the note that was going to be passed on to the ghost face into the sachet hanging around the little civet's neck.

"Go ahead, Tangyuan."

As soon as Ling Xiaotian's words fell, the little civet had already jumped off the stone bed, and its vigorous figure was like a ghost, quietly walking through the tomb, and he jumped out of the imperial tomb in a few leaps.

Since then, the little civet has often been in and out of the imperial mausoleum, at first to help Su Baitong send some delicious snacks in, and later even the ghost face asked for the little civet to deliver the news.

That night, Su Baitong was preparing snacks, and suddenly saw a ghost face hurriedly entering the door, "Princess, there is a secret report"

"What's the matter?" Su Baitong felt that the ghostly tone seemed to be a little nervous.

"It's King Xian, he's going to the Imperial Tomb."

Su Baitong was stunned for a moment, since Ling Xiaotian entered the imperial tomb, all kinds of accusations against the scarlet king in the palace have subsided, and King Xian chose to go to the imperial tomb at this moment, and he must not have any good intentions.

"Tangyuan!" Su Baitong called the little civet, she didn't let it bring snacks, but took out a black incense pill from the incense box, and then hurriedly wrote a few words on the paper, and put them together into the sachet around the little civet's neck.

"Go!" Su Baitong instructed the little civet, "Send the things to Ling Xiaotian, you must be in time before King Xian!" ”

The little civet jumped out and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The ghost face looked at the open incense box beside Su Baitong, and his eyes flickered.

If he remembered correctly, the incense pills at the bottom of the princess's incense box were all poisonous.

How could the princess let Tang Yuan send such a poison to their prince?

As Ghost Face was thinking, the voice of the princess in the house sounded again, sounding calm.

"Huixiang, go and take someone to clean up the main house and prepare to welcome the prince back home."