The willows on the moon were replaced by a hazy morning light.

Yin Xue looked at the white light that gradually appeared outside the curtain and blinked.

Only then did I find that my eyes were sore, swollen and painful, and even overflowed with tears.

This is caused by not blinking for a long time.

Before you know it, it's dawn.

When Fu Shiyu opened the curtain and came in, Yinxue was closing her eyes to relieve the sourness in her eyes.

Sensing that someone was coming in, he slowly opened his eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "The medicinal materials for the medicinal bath have been prepared, has the prince gotten up?" ”

As he spoke, he stood up, his body shaking slightly.

Fu Shiyu stepped forward to support him worriedly, reached out and pulled his wrist, but was held down by Yin Xue: "I'm fine, it's just that I've been sitting for a long time, and my legs are a little numb, just slow down." ”

Fu Shiyu bit the corner of his lip, helped him sit down again, and hesitated to speak: "In the imperial mausoleum, there is really a record of curing heart diseases in ancient medical classics?" ”

Heart disease, in the previous life, was a terminal illness, unless the heart was changed.

In this ancient world, where medical skills were very backward, he really didn't dare to have this extravagant hope.

I only hope that I can control my brother-in-law's condition and let him live a long life.

Yin Xue pursed her lower lip, and in her lowered eyes, emotions surged.

After a while, he whispered, "There must be." ”

The almost inaudible voice seemed to answer Fu Shiyu, and it was more like giving himself confidence.

When Fu Shiyu heard this, his eyes flashed, and he changed the topic: "You rest again, I'll go boil the medicine first." ”

After speaking, he took the herbs that Yinxue had sorted out and placed on the low table, opened the curtain and left.

Shredded sunlight penetrated into the tent through the open curtain in an instant.

The next moment, he disappeared into the tent with the curtain falling.

Yinxue stretched out her hand in a daze, and the sunlight spilled through his fingers, but it quickly disappeared.

He clenched his fists suddenly, but he couldn't keep the vanishing sunlight back.

His heart trembled.

It's not just the sunshine that will disappear.

In the Mausoleum of the Hanxue Emperor, following Qin Yan and other outsiders, a group of uninvited guests were ushered in again.

Dugu Wu, Qingluan, Qin Ming, Lianchen, and Murong Qing walked into the imperial tomb.

Dugu Wu looked at the hazy entrance of the imperial mausoleum and smacked his lips.

In the TV series in the previous life, whether it was the remake of "Notes on Tomb Robbery" or "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

The tomb was dark and dark.

But the Mausoleum of the Hanxue Emperor, where they are now, is inlaid with a night pearl every five steps from the moment they enter the door.

In the strange and secluded imperial mausoleum, there is a faint hazy light.

Although these night pearls are not as big as those taken out by Yun Lingxi, they are enough to illuminate the mausoleum.

Murong Qing walked at the front, looking at the record left by Qin Yan in his hand while carefully examining the surrounding environment.

The gate of the imperial mausoleum is tall and majestic.

After entering the gate, there is a long road.

The walls on both sides of the corridor are painted with some patterns.

In each pattern, there is a person who either rushes to the front of the fighting team, or fights in the battlefield, or kneels on one knee in the sea of corpses and blood, or sits on the Jinluan Palace, and is bowed down by hundreds of officials, or ......

As he walked, Lianchen looked at these murals carefully, and exclaimed, "Could this be the founding emperor of Hanxue?" ”

Qin Ming looked at the paintings on the wall and nodded: "Every mural revolves around the same person, and from the suppression of those who entered the door, to the later uprising, and finally to the throne. ”

His eyes were fixed on the last wall, the entire wall, with only one painting painted.

He stretched out his finger and pointed: "This mural is the size of the four previous murals, and the content of the picture is the enthronement ceremony." ”

"The dense black dots below should indicate the people who knelt down at that time." As he spoke, he stepped forward, his fingertips brushing over the dense black dots beneath the mural.

Eventually, he stopped at a black dot that was slightly larger than the others, and his fingertips pressed slightly.

With the force of his fingertips, the wall, which had seemed to merge with the mountain wall, started in the middle and slowly opened to the sides.

The heavy walls slowly opened, but Dugu Wu and the others didn't feel a trace of shaking on the ground.

Murong Qing pursed his lips: "Hanxue's founding ancestor's attainments are probably second only to my brother-in-law. ”

The weight of this wall is definitely more than 10,000 catties.

But it stretched to the sides, and there was not a trace of ground trembling, which was enough to show the horror of the mechanism in the Imperial Tomb, and the skill of the designer of the mechanism was extraordinary.

"According to what Qin Yan wrote, if you go inside, you will pass through a palace." The walls are completely shrunk into the mountain walls on either side, revealing the winding promenade behind it.

Lian Chen took the paper from Murong Qing's hand and flipped through it, looking at Qin Ming in surprise: "Qin Yan has never written that there are mechanisms on the wall murals, how do you know?" ”

Qin Ming glanced at him, and said faintly: "Gongzi is really a noble person who forgets things, when you were fifteen years old, you broke into the Heavenly Machine Hall in the domain by yourself and were trapped in the palace. ”

"If Qin Yan hadn't discovered it in time, you probably wouldn't have turned even your bones to ashes by now."

"Later, Qin Yan found the domain lord and the master, and when the formation of the organ hall was fully activated, the lord quickly cracked the control center of the organ hall, modified the operation of the organ hall organ, and rescued you."

Every time he said a word, his face became unnatural.

Qin Ming didn't seem to see his embarrassment, and continued: "As a result, after you came out, you were unwilling to be trapped in the organ hall, and fooled your subordinates to accompany you into the organ hall. ”

Hearing this, Lian Chen touched his nose in embarrassment: "Then what does this have to do with your understanding of the art of the mechanism?" I remember that when I stepped through the temple gate, I was caught by my cousin. ”

He remembered that before he could open the mechanism in the hall, his cousin appeared at the door of the hall and arrested him.

Qin Ming's expression was even more grieved: "You are fine, but the master threw me in the hall of organs, if it weren't for the fact that I had more talent than you, and now the white bones have turned to ashes." ”

His skill of the organ was also refined in the hall of the organ.

Although it is not as good as Qin Yan, it can also crack some mechanisms that are not particularly mysterious.

The corners of Qingluan's mouth twitched, and he looked at Lianchen with a subtle expression: "No wonder after the master came back that year, the few of them always found all kinds of excuses to fight with you. ”

She still felt strange at the time, although the identity of the son was the same as Qin Ming and the others in a sense.

But after all, he was the son of the Netherworld Domain, and Qin Ming and the others had some respect for him, and would never take the initiative to fight with him.

And during that time, they always came to him every once in a while to fight, taking advantage of the opportunity to leave black handprints on his clothes.

Dugu Wu chuckled: "No wonder he ran to be a pillar and deceive people's feelings, it turned out that he had been a black-hearted person since he was a child." ”

Pity glared at Dugu Wu: "Princess Dugu, I was also forced to be a pillar!" ”

"Oh? Is it? Who told me that being an Oiran turned out to be such a fun thing, and finally found a fun thing? As soon as he finished speaking, Qingluan glanced at him coldly and sneered.

Pian Chen choked and looked at Qingluan sadly: "Luan'er, I also want to earn more money for my cousin and ask for a daughter-in-law, and being an oiran is the fastest way to get money." ”

Dugu Wu rolled her eyes speechlessly, and dragged Qin Ming towards the corridor.