The sleeves of the heart hall danced, and the beautiful figure of the woman rotated, and the rhythm of the musician curled Nana.

Most of the people in the hall watched Mu Qingchen's dance at the wind banquet that day, and they couldn't help but sigh that today's dance is beautiful, but it lacks artistic conception and agility.

Bang –

There was a sudden crisp sound in the soft silk bamboo sound, and everyone followed the sound, but saw that the wine jug on Xiao Yi's table fell to the ground and fell to pieces, but there was not a drop of wine left in the pot, and it all went into Xiao Yi's abdomen.

"Your Highness—" Qingchen shook her head slightly, whispering in Xiao Yi's ear, she knew that she was going to play a decent wife at this time.

I don't know if Xiao Yi heard Qingchen's words, but he only heard him let out a drunken whisper, and there was no movement.

"According to me, the Nine Emperor Brothers were drunk, and they had already told him that this drunken soul wine was very strong, but he didn't listen to it, and he was already drunk before the palace banquet was over. When Xiao Ling heard the movement, he said so, and then summoned the palace attendants, "Prince Yi is drunk, you guys help him to go to Guimo Pavilion to rest." ”

"Your Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is greedy and drunk, and the jade hook is very uneasy, and he asks the emperor to allow the jade hook to go with him to take a look, so as to do his duty. Qingchen stood up and saluted, and said.

"Princess Yi is gentle and virtuous, the Nine Emperor Brothers are so blessed, your husband and wife have always been harmonious, if I don't agree, it's too unkind, so let's go with it." Xiao Ling said, waving his hand at Mu Qingchen.

"The concubine retired. Qingchen blessed his body, so he took Aunt Qiu and a few people, together with those servants, and helped Xiao Yi to go to Guimo Pavilion.

Guimo Pavilion is in the west of the imperial court, the place is slightly remote, it was originally the partial hall of Zhong Cui Palace, Zhong Cui Palace is owned by the first emperor Zhuang Concubine, since Zhuang Fei Xian went, Zhong Cui Palace is idle, no one lives again, but occasionally the palace maid to clean, but it is also clean and quiet.

Several eunuchs helped Xiao Yi to lie on the bed, and Qingchen took off his shoes for Xiao Yi himself, only to find that Xiao Yi was wearing the shoes she made today, and she was a little stunned for a while.

"Princess, just leave the prince to the servants to take care of, you can go and rest first. Xiao Yunzi, the chamberlain in the palace, said to Qingchen.

"Thank you father-in-law for your kindness, but the palace banquet is not over yet, you go to the palace to wait, and I will take care of it myself. Qingchen said with a smile.

"The slave asked Xiao Xizi to wait outside the palace, and the princess could give instructions if she had something. After Xiao Yunzi finished speaking, he retired with the eunuch named Xiao Xizi.

Qingchen pulled the quilt on the side to cover Xiao Yi, then sat on the edge of the bed, thought for a while, and then said: "Aunt Qiu, you are familiar with the palace, please go and cook a bowl of sobering soup, after a while, the palace banquet is over, Your Highness is like this, we can't go back to the house." ”

"Yes, Princess, slave and maid will go. "Aunt Qiu took the order and left.

The Qingyin dance music of the Heart Nourishing Hall was far away, and the footsteps of the palace people gradually disappeared, and the Guimo Pavilion suddenly fell into silence.

"I don't know how long Your Highness will sleep deeply? Don't you really want to spend the night in this palace?" Qingchen stared and saw that there was nothing unusual around, so he spoke.

"The drunken soul wine is extremely strong, I don't know how the princess knows that this king is not drunk?" Xiao Yi heard Qingchen's words, opened his eyes suddenly, and asked.

"The prince is well versed in the way of martial arts, and when he knows that when he is drunk and sober, there is a difference between the severity and shallowness of his breathing. Qingchen said, looked around, and then said, "After many years, the prince has returned to his hometown, but I don't know how he feels?"

"Do you know the relationship between this place and this king?" asked Xiao Yi.

"In the past, Concubine Zhuang was so honored, Zhong Cui Palace was extremely luxurious, and the first emperor exhausted his thoughts, comparable to the Han pepper room, but it was a pity...... The status of the Shen family is flourishing, and the first emperor has worked hard to be lonely, but he finally sent his most beloved woman to the forefront......" Qingchen's mouth flashed an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly spoke.

"Yes, this is the place where the mother lived before her death. But if this king knows well, the princess is only seventeen years old, born in the Heavenly Star Kingdom, and has lived in the deep palace for a long time, why does she know everything about the old things in the Ningyue Palace twenty years ago?" Xiao Yi asked with a frown.

Qingchen came back to his senses unexpectedly, and realized what he had said, so he spoke: "Qingchen is just hearsay, but the prince tried his best to play a drunken play, but he didn't know what he wanted?"

"Naturally, there is something important. Xiao Yi spoke, "I wonder if the princess ever remembers what she promised the king on the night of the wedding?"

"If you are in need one day, I will help you once in need. Qingchen replied, and already knew that Xiao Yi was asking her to fulfill her promise, "I don't know what the prince needs me to do today?"

"This king is going to the Scripture Pavilion, so the princess needs to block the footsteps of people for this king. Xiao Yi said, rolled over from the bed, jumped to the ground, and spoke again, "This king knows that the princess can do it." ”

"You ......" Qingchen looked at Xiao Yi with surprise in his eyes, but at the moment of flashing, he saw Xiao Yi jump out of the back window of Guimo Pavilion, and between the ups and downs, he had disappeared without a trace.

What did Xiao Yat do in the Scripture Pavilion?

Qingchen frowned, thinking about the purpose of Xiao Yi's trip to the Scripture Pavilion, and gradually became a little puzzled.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Ningyue Imperial Court has always stored the treasured and unique books collected by the people in the palace, or the medical Taoist classics that have been inherited for thousands of years, or the long-lost martial arts cheats, all of which are extremely precious, and because of this, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has many organs, hidden weapons are all over, and it is extremely dangerous.

When the first emperor was there, in order to prevent the ill-intentioned people from entering the palace and plotting, he specially recruited the folk masters to transform the opportunity hidden weapons in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which were more sophisticated, and the one who was ordered to supervise the creation of these hidden weapons was Ye Tingcheng, who was deeply trusted by the first emperor, and the one who transformed the organs of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was the Tianjizi in the Star Picking Tower.

Xiao Yi has a large number of capable people, and his martial arts have reached the pinnacle, but he doesn't know what is in the Scripture Pavilion that is worth taking such a big risk?

Could it be ......

Qingchen closed his eyes, countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and his thoughts turned back and forth, and finally turned into four shallow words - the edict of the first emperor.

That's right, what Xiao Yi wants to get must be the edict of the first emperor. In order to prevent the conspiracy of the princes and grandsons to usurp power, the emperors of the Ningyue Kingdom would store the edict in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and send the palace masters to secretly protect it until the new emperor ascended the throne.

But as far as she knew, the first emperor died suddenly, and he did not leave any edict, but it coincided with the initial decision of the Ningyue Tianxing War, and someone needed to stabilize the court and stabilize people's hearts, so she naturally pushed Xiao Ling to the throne.

Thinking of this, Qingchen opened his eyes suddenly, a touch of coldness flashed on his face, and he already had a plan in his heart.

"Nightfall. Qingchen said coldly.

"The subordinates are here. The figure in the dark flashed, and a black-clothed night corpse appeared in front of Qingchen.

Fang was in the Heart Cultivation Palace, in order to prevent Xiao Ling from noticing, he didn't dare to get too close, but now in Guimo Pavilion, with his light skills, he was naturally not afraid.

"I'm going to the Scripture Pavilion, no one will come here for the time being, you stay here in case something changes. Qingchen commanded, turned around without hesitation, untied the cloak on his body, only wore palace clothes, and left the Guimo Pavilion.

The Chinese New Year's Eve Ning Yue Court was as lively as ever, and it did not have the slightest impact because of the death of Ye Qingcheng and the destruction of the Ye family, after all, in the eyes of everyone, the authority of the emperor is inviolable, and the rise and fall of a family is a common thing.

The sound of silk and bamboo in the heart hall faintly came out, with a hint of festivity, Qingchen could even imagine that everyone had a joyful smile on their faces to welcome the first year of Yongning, which represented peace and happiness.

With the memory of the past, Qingchen arrived at His Excellency the Tibetan Scripture, but saw that the guard guarding the door had already fainted to the ground, knowing that this was done by Xiao Yi, so he didn't delay any longer, pushed the door open directly, and walked in.

The moment Qingchen stepped into the Scripture Pavilion, a fierce palm wind suddenly came to his face, with a chilling murderous aura, leaving no room for it.

Qingchen turned his head in a flash, and he also pushed out with one palm, unloading most of the strength of the palm behind him, but he couldn't block the menacing internal force after all.

Xiao Yi was shocked when he saw that it was Qingchen, Rao was busy withdrawing the strength in his hand, but it was too late, and he still hit Qingchen's shoulder, making her involuntarily take a few steps back.

"Why did you come here?" Xiao Yi's gaze locked on Qingchen and asked in a cold voice.

"There are a lot of organs in the Scripture Pavilion, so naturally I am here to remind you not to hit the auxiliary car by mistake. Qingchen stabilized his body, adjusted his breath slightly, and then spoke.

"This is the Scripture Pavilion of the Ningyue Palace, not the place you should be. Xiao Yi said, turned around and walked to the door, and was about to open the door.

"Don't open the door—"

Qingchen exclaimed, but it was too late to stop it, only to see that Xiao Yi's hands had been placed on the door latch, and suddenly, out of nowhere, there were several strange sounds, as if there were arrows shooting directly from the darkness with the sound of breaking wind, and they were suddenly overwhelming, surrounding the two of them.

Mu Qingchen was very close to the mechanism, and he couldn't dodge it anymore.

"Qingchen-" Xiao Yi reacted quickly, whispered, quickly swept to Mu Qingchen's side, hugged his waist and turned around, and took Qingchen to dodge the sudden arrow, and landed steadily.

A trace of surprise flashed in Mu Qingchen's eyes, and before he could speak, he never thought that at the moment when Xiao Yi landed, the second wave of arrow rain hit again, more intensively, and the two of them were even more unable to dodge.

"Two steps to the right, one step back, three steps forward. Qingchen spoke at this time.

She was hugged by Xiao Yi, just like the last time in the forest of the vast mountain, but she couldn't care about much, Xiao Yi touched the mechanism, Xiao Ling would definitely know soon that the gate could not get out, and she had to take Xiao Yi out before Xiao Ling arrived here.

Because, Xiao Yat can't die here yet.

Although Xiao Yi was surprised, he remembered Fang Caiqingchen's words of "don't open the door" in his mind, and chose to believe it without hesitation.

Between the lightning and flint, Xiao Yi took Qingchen and walked around according to the pace she said, dodging the attacking arrows, and when she landed again, she saw that the arrow rain in the shadows really stopped, and there was no movement.

The chaotic arrows on the ground only let Xiao Yat know that all this was not an illusion.

"There are two ways for people who enter the Scripture Pavilion to go out, one is to know the way to open the door and go out through the door, and the other is to be strong in martial arts and proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia, and break the secret weapon of this room. Qingchen took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Xiao Yi, and said.