The grave of a thousand dusts
In the huge imperial mausoleum, not a single emperor is buried.
Strangely, the Queen Mother did not inquire about Princess Qi's whereabouts, and she didn't know if she forgot about it sadly or because she had ulterior motives.
After arranging Mo Qianchen's incident, the Queen Mother returned to the palace very unhappily, and heard that she was sick again and didn't see anyone.
Mo Ye sat miserably on the wall of Luohuayuan and looked at the clouds in front of the corridor, and in the evening, the Qi Wangfu became depressed and lonely.
"Yun Qingran, it's almost dark, are we going back to the palace?"
"Did you catch the wraith?"
"Nope."
"Then how can I go back to the palace and deal with the Queen Mother?" Yun Qingran naturally asked rhetorically.
Mo Yehan smacked his tongue, "But the death of the Qi Palace, the disappearance of the missing, and the dismissal of the guards, you should go to find the demon spirit, find us and go back to the palace quickly." ”
For the whole day, the two of them didn't go out, and Yun Qingran seemed to be waiting for time, not knowing what she wanted to do.
After getting along closely with Yun Qingran in the past few days, Mo Yehan felt more and more that this woman was not as simple and harmless as the rumors said......
Her city is deep and deep.
Sometimes, he couldn't guess the purpose of Yun Qingran.
Obviously she is in danger, but she can always inadvertently break out of the encirclement and hide deeply.
"Wait."
"What are you waiting for?"
"It's dark."
When night fell, Yun Qingran was about to leave the palace, and Mo Ye was cold and numb to follow, but looking at Yun Qingran's dress, he was dressed in night clothes......
She's going to be fine.
Mo Yehan rubbed his hands, like Yun Qingran's little follower, his heart was happy, and even a little excited.
He'd never met such an interesting princess.
Yun Qingran noticed a strange sound behind her, and when she turned around, she found that Mo Yehan lowered her head, with a smile on the corner of her lips, and she didn't know what she thought, and laughed weirdly from time to time.
"What are you smoking crazy about the big night?"
Mo Yehan raised his head in a 'pout', and looked at Shangyun Qingran very embarrassedly, his smile froze, "No, nothing." ”
Yun Qingran didn't ask any more questions, Mo Yehan obediently followed her, and actually walked closer and closer to the outskirts of the city.
"Wait." Mo Yehan called out to Yun Qingran, "Aren't you heading in the direction of the Imperial Mausoleum?" ”
"Not bad."
"What are you doing at the Imperial Tomb at night?"
"What do you say?" Yun Qingran glanced at him matter-of-factly, and his eyes were a little interesting.
Mo Yehan was shocked, "You shouldn't be going to dig Mo Qianchen's grave, right?" ”
"How can it be said that planing is so vulgar, it should be called checking."
Mo Yehan: "......"
"Although it's night, the Imperial Tomb is guarded by secret guards all day long, and if we go so blatantly, it will alarm them."
"Isn't that you?"
Mo Yehan frowned, "You're using me as bait again." ”
When he arrived at the Imperial Mausoleum, Mo Yehan did the wind again, and directly appeared to lure the secret guard out.
Yun Qingran found the right time and sneaked into the imperial tomb.
There is a stone door in front of Mo Qianchen's tomb, and in addition to being guarded by secret guards, there is also a formation.
Yun Qingran has always studied the spirit array, and he went in without much effort and saw a coffin in the tomb.
Because it's not a crystal coffin, there's no way to see if there's anyone inside.
There is an enchantment on the coffin, a spiritual array, and even a black iron nail nailed to prevent someone from robbing the tomb.
Layers of guards, many obstacles.
Yun Qingran hooked his lips, did not forcibly open the coffin, a spiritual light appeared in his palm, and he checked the coffin in a magical way-