Outside the city of Weiyang, there are nine mountains, each named after a number.

And the emperor's mausoleum, naturally, fell on Jiulong Mountain.

From the base of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it is a long journey.

Feng Fenghua and Bo Yan walked hand in hand, and both of them tacitly understood that they never said a word from beginning to end.

There were occasional whispers from behind, and the two of them ignored them.

After five stops on the road, we finally arrived at the Emperor's Mausoleum.

Women were not allowed to enter the mausoleum, so Feng Fenghua stayed outside the mausoleum with other women who went up the mountain together.

Even the emperor's luan chauffeur remained.

Bo Yan clenched her hand, and his eyes were solemn.

Feng Fenghua smiled lightly at him, signaling him not to worry.

No matter how big the storm is today, they will definitely be able to withstand it.

Qian Yu held Feng Fenghua's hand and stood silently beside her.

What would happen today, she didn't know.

But she knew that something was bound to happen today.

Feng Fenghua squeezed her hand soothingly, holding an umbrella in one hand, and slowly walked to a corner in the light drizzle, silently looking at the group of people standing outside the mausoleum, behaving properly.

Her gaze swept over everyone's faces, taking in the expressions on everyone's faces.

Everyone seemed to feel the solemnity of the atmosphere, and not many people spoke.

The occasional whispers were also mutual greetings and concerns.

When she was outside the palace gate, she had already scanned all these people.

We'll see ...... later.

Feng Fenghua's eyes suddenly froze, and his gaze looked straight in a certain direction in the crowd.

A black shadow quietly crossed from his line of sight, but Feng Fenghua clearly felt the gaze from that person.

Nangong Shang ......

When did his martial arts become so high?

If she was not mistaken, there seemed to be a three-point mockery on his lips.

Something seemed to explode in my head.

All the things in the past seem to be connected in one place at this moment.

Ever since Nangong Shang disappeared and no longer appeared in her sight, she naturally ignored this person, and even almost forgot what that man had done to the original owner.

She never thought of revenge.

For her, she was very lucky to survive.

She just wants to live the life she wants to live in a relaxed and comfortable way.

However, things are unpredictable.

Going around and around, she was caught up in the center of power and had to maneuver around.

All of Nangong Shang's actions, and the time of his disappearance......

If it was connected now, Feng Fenghua couldn't help but have a bold guess in his mind.

This Nangong Shang is probably the person of Princess Changge!

Although this speculation shocked her, it was the most likely of all the speculations.

Feng Fenghua only felt his heart tremble violently.

Her brow furrowed, and her gaze fell once more on the bustling crowd.

This time, her gaze crossed over each face more seriously than before.

"Xiaoyu, you ...... here"

The figure in the distance was a little unreal, and Feng Fenghua thought about going a little farther away to see.

And if you want to go deep into the crowd, it is obviously not suitable to bring money and rain.

But before she finished speaking, she only felt that the world was spinning.

She subconsciously grabbed Qian Yu's hand.

A hand was quickly wrapped around his waist.

The strength of this hand was so great that it almost broke her waist.

Feng Fenghua only felt that his body was soft for a while, and the figure in front of him was dangling, but he couldn't see it very really.

"Little ...... Light rain, fast ...... Let's go......" she struggled to utter those four words.

There was a chuckle like a silver bell in his ears: "Hehe, Hua'er, I can't go." There's still a lot to watch in a while! ”

What is the ......

Feng Fenghua was shocked in his heart, and wanted to turn his head to look at the people around him.

This voice was Qian Yu's, yes, but the words that came out of this mouth made her tremble.

What does this mean?

Her heart sank suddenly, for fear that she had misunderstood, but in fact, she knew very well in her heart that she had not misunderstood.

"You...... Why ......"

She was so weak that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Every time she bit out a word, it was as if she was going to exhaust all the strength in her body, making her feel dizzy for a while.

"Huh...... Why? There was a chuckle in his ears, but Feng Fenghua felt that this laughter was full of mockery, "Who knows?" I guess I just thought it was fun! ”

Feng Fenghua twisted his brows slightly, but found that even the action of staring at his brows consumed a lot of energy in his body.

She leaned weakly on the shoulders of the people around her, and she restrained her as she walked forward like a puppeteer.

She wanted to struggle, but she was powerless.

It was as if all the strength in her body had been drained, and she couldn't walk properly on either foot.

At this time, she really looks like a rag bag.

Feng Fenghua thought helplessly in his heart.

"Why don't you speak?" Xu is seeing that Feng Fenghua was silent for a long time, Qian Yu continued to speak, with a brisk smile in his voice, "Are you scared by me?" ”

Feng Fenghua pursed her lips and said nothing.

Talking is also a laborious thing.

Someone saw her leaning on Qian Yu's shoulder, looking weak, and felt a little strange: "Miss Fenger, what's wrong?" Why doesn't your face look good? ”

Qian Yu smiled faintly: "Hua'er is unwell. I'll help her to rest for a while. ”

"Mm-hmm, there's a house in there." The woman nodded, and gestured to the three small houses on the edge of the Imperial Tomb.

Qian Yu nodded: "Okay, thank you, madam." ”

The woman smiled kindly and said nothing.

The people present are all court women, and everyone is not simple.

Most people are used to being indifferent to this situation and don't really care about it.

In particular, the intimate relationship between Feng Fenghua and Qian Yu is very clear to everyone, so everyone does not suspect anything.

Qian Yu helped Feng Fenghua to the gate of the imperial mausoleum very smoothly.

Seeing that the two women were about to enter the mausoleum, the guards of the tomb hurriedly raised their hands to block the way of the two: "Please stay, two of you." ”

Qian Yu hurriedly smiled and said, "Two little brothers, this one next to me is the wife of Prince An, Miss Fenger." She is not feeling well, can she trouble you to be accommodating. We don't go anywhere else, we just go to the hut over there to rest. ”

The two guards glanced at Feng Fenghua, who was leaning on Qian Yu's shoulder, and saw that her face was as pale as paper, and her whole person looked wilted, and she looked a little hesitant.

The identity of Prince An is very special in the entire Great Qin.

Anyone who has heard of Prince An knows well the reputation of his favorite wife.

Hearing that the woman in front of them was the wife of Prince An, both of them were a little embarrassed for a while.

It stands to reason that in the imperial mausoleum, women are not allowed to enter and exit at will.

Most of those who can go in are relatives of the emperor. ()

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