At this moment, no matter how resentful Huangfu Chu was in his heart, there was only a thicker and thicker coldness on his face.

Zhao Zhao's footsteps did not stop.

The heavy door of the tomb made a "booming" sound, as if it was about to shatter the heavens and the earth.

Zhao Zhao walked in slowly, but no one stopped him.

Seeing that the door of the tomb was getting lower and lower, everyone felt a little sad in their hearts.

The emperor's choice really made them feel cold.

Although they are accustomed to being inflammatory, they are more concerned about their own lives.

The emperor was angry, and no one dared to go up, for fear that the next person to be thrown into the tomb would be themselves.

Just as the door of the tomb was about to close, a white shadow flickered.

With a "boom", the door of the tomb closed completely.

But there was a shock in everyone's hearts.

"Lord Shen, did you see a white shadow just now?"

Someone said it with a bit of horror in his eyes.

The official known as "Lord Shen" also turned pale.

Hearing his colleague ask, he nodded again and again: "Master Wen, you also saw it?" ”

"What's the matter with the White Shadow?"

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw a little horror and fear in each other's eyes.

This is the place where the dead are buried, and although only the empress's mausoleum has been arranged now, this does not change the fact that this is a mausoleum.

When someone mentions it, everyone else naturally agrees.

For a while, the originally quiet crowd let out one after another of inquiries and exclamations.

The white shadow that Fang just got was really terrifying.

At that time, everyone could clearly see that it was impossible for another person to enter under the door of the tomb.

But the white shadow got through the crack.

Everyone only felt a chill on their backs for a while, and subconsciously looked left and right.

Listening to the discussion of the officials, Huangfu Chu's face became more and more ugly.

In the mouths of hundreds of officials, the white shadow of Fang Cai seems to have become the embodiment of "ghosts".

However, Huang Fu Chu himself didn't see clearly what was going on with the white shadow, and he was a little hairy in his heart at this time.

Just as he was thinking about scolding everyone and telling them to stop talking, he saw the guards guarding the gate of the imperial mausoleum hurriedly running in and kneeling in front of him: "Your Majesty, something has happened!" ”

Huangfu Chu's face became more and more ugly: "Something's wrong!" ”

His brows were furrowed, and a face that was originally quite handsome could only be seen gloomy at this time.

Sensing the displeasure around him, the guard subconsciously shrunk his neck before saying, "Your Majesty, for some reason, all the women outside have fainted. ”

"What!"

His voice fell, and the crowd that was still talking about it fell silent at this time.

The wives out there are all their families.

Huangfu Chu's eyes were hidden with an icy anger: "How could you suddenly faint?" ”

At this time, he suddenly felt as if something was out of control.

After the emperor's family experienced the killing of the empress, their descendants were already thin.

Huang Fulong, who was under house arrest in the palace, had already gone crazy, and he was naturally not afraid.

Just when he thought he was firmly on the throne, Bo Yan, who had always been valued by the empress, came back to life.

For those who might threaten his position, Huangfu Chu has always been ruthless.

So, Bo Yan must die!

It happened that the Empress Bintian, he thought of such a trick and planned to lock Bo Yan in the cemetery.

From Bo Yan taking the initiative to ask to enter the tomb, to the death of the woman fainting at this time, Huangfu Chu only felt a headache.

Originally, everything was well arranged.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

The guard hurriedly replied, "The subordinates don't know either." He fainted suddenly. ”

He just guarded the door, and he didn't take care of these people's accusations, where can he know what is going on with these people.

But the person in front of him was the emperor, and if he was not careful, it would be a capital crime, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Huangfu Chu's brows furrowed more and more tightly: "Someone ...... coming"

When the two words fell, I heard a loud "poof".

Huangfu Chu's words suddenly choked in his throat, and he looked up angrily.

All the officials also subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw the body of a colleague fall to the ground, and another colleague next to him also fell.

Before everyone could react, they only felt that their heads were also dizzy, and their whole bodies fell uncontrollably.

All of a sudden, the sound of "poof" was endless.

And the hundred officials who came to the funeral had already fallen to the ground at this time, letting the rain beat on their faces.

Huangfu Chu was stunned for a moment.

The exasperated look on his face didn't even have time to put it away.

"You ......" Seeing that the guard at his feet was still kneeling, he hurriedly ordered, thinking that he should go and call someone.

But as soon as a word fell, there was a "poof" at his feet.

The guard, who was still standing steadily, had also fallen to the ground at this time.

Looking at the person who fell to the ground in front of him, Huangfu Chu had nothing to say for a while.

At this moment, has he become the commander of the light pole?

"Someone!" He screamed in exasperation, his voice loud, but it also shook his brain.

However, in the entire imperial mausoleum, there was silence, as if there was no living person who could vent his anger except him.

At this time, Huangfu Chu only felt that his back was also cold.

The rustle of swaying leaves, at this moment, in the ears, becomes more and more strange.

He wanted to go out and call his guards.

But it was as if the ground had suddenly taken root under his feet, and he couldn't even move.

At this time, in the empress's mausoleum, Feng Fenghua smiled while wearing a white gauze skirt: "Hehe, Xianggong, how is it?" I'm pretending to be a ghost, is it okay? ”

Bo Yan raised his hand dotingly and pinched her little face: "Yes." Little female ghost. ”

"Female ghosts all need to collect yang and supplement yin to maintain life and beauty." Feng Fenghua's voice was soft, and the whole person leaned forward slightly, leaning on Bo Yan's arms, and her jade-like green jade fingers gently swept Bo Yan's outline, "Is the son willing to sacrifice himself for the slave family?" ”

Being teased by her like this, Bo Yan only felt that his body was hot for a while.

He raised his hand sharply and clenched the little hand that was strange on his face in the palm of his hand, as if this was the only way to relieve the heat of his body: "Huahua, you are playing with fire." ”

Listening to the man's somewhat hoarse voice, Feng Fenghua was slightly stunned.

She doesn't seem to have done anything, right?

Is this man a little too sensitive?

Sensing the heat of the man's body, Feng Fenghua hurriedly pushed him away gently, and was about to retreat, his face was crimson.

However, where was Bo Yan willing to let her go at this time.

Before she could retreat, the man's arm slammed her into his arms, with a light smile on his face: "Huahua, do you want to run away if you get angry?" How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? ”()

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