Yu Shiqi, who was walking towards the mural stone chamber of the imperial mausoleum with Chen Tingqiu, suddenly stopped in his steps, holding one hand on the wall and covering his heart with the other, showing a look of enduring pain.

"Young Master Yu? Are you injured?" Chen Tingqiu looked at him in surprise.

Yu Shiqi took two deep breaths, shook his head and gave her a forced smile: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"But……"

Chen Tingqiu wanted to say something more, but she saw him making a stop gesture to himself: "The source of the matter is not me."

After saying that, Yu Shiqiu continued to walk down, and Chen Tingqiu followed silently to one side, noticing that his expression seemed to imply sadness.

For just a moment, Yu Shiqi felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and even his internal organs seemed to be burning with thirst and heat. It reminded him of Xuan Yue's use of secret techniques to destroy the spirit of each other.

After connecting, Yu Shiqi couldn't help but worry that the strange thing that happened to her was caused by the situation on her side.

Yue'er... He muttered silently in his heart, and at the same time eagerly hoped to end the matter here as soon as possible and rush back to the imperial capital.

When the two came to the stone room covered with murals in all directions, Xiao Xihong and the princess were already standing in front of the stone pillars of the mechanism.

"Your Highness, please stand aside first." Xiao Xihong grabbed the lamp holder on the stone pillar.

"Xiao Xihong!" Chen Tingqiu shouted subconsciously. In her heart, she still hoped to persuade Xiao Xihong to give up the idea of ​​going to see the emperor.

Xiao Xihong looked back at her meaningfully, and then resolutely turned the mechanism of the lamp holder. The stone slab under his feet immediately opened, and he let go of his hand holding the mechanism, letting himself fall straight down.

"Brother Xiao..." Mu Xianyan watched helplessly as Xiao Xihong fell in front of her. Then the lamp holder mechanism reset itself and the stone plate closed again.

Yu Shiqi and Chen Tingqiu were both stunned on the spot, not expecting Xiao Xihong to make such a reckless and reckless decision.

"You know where the key to the door is, right?" Mu Xianyan turned back to look at Chen Tingqiu.

"I……"

Before Chen Tingqiu had time to answer, he heard the little princess solemnly say "please" to herself, and then she followed Xiao Xihong's example and stood in front of the stone pillar and turned the mechanism.

The slate was opened again, Mu Xianyan leaned forward and fell, and Xiao Xihong underneath had already opened his arms and was ready to catch her.

Yu Shiqi turned to the stunned Chen Tingqiu and spread his hands: "What is Mr. Chen going to do now?"

After a long time, he heard Chen Tingqiu sigh helplessly.

"Let's go, I'll always keep the key with me."

"Then if Xiao Xihong wants to take His Majesty away, will Mr. Chen stop him?"

"I don't think His Majesty will go with him." Chen Tingqiu shook his head.

Yu Shiqi followed her to the door in front. During this period, he frequently looked at the murals around him. These paintings seemed to be by famous artists. Just the color matching and the far and near techniques made him feel deeply benefited after seeing it.

Feel.

It's a pity that these paintings deviated from the artist's original intention and became a tool for a narrow-minded careerist to mock and ridicule the emperor.

Chen Tingqiu noticed his gaze and was slightly curious: "Didn't you look at these paintings carefully when you came here last time?"

"I was in a bit of a hurry and didn't have time to take a closer look."

She said quietly: "The paintings on the wall are all about the critical and embarrassing moments of His Majesty's Northern Expedition. They are somewhat deliberately exaggerated..."

"Is it just 'some'?"

Chen Tingqiu was stunned for a moment, not expecting Yu Shiqi to ask such a question.

"If His Majesty's Northern Expedition is as humiliating as what is seen in the murals, the Rong Xia should be even stronger at this time and even invade our land." Yu Shiqi said.

"You are right. The Northern Expedition was a great achievement. But not always all achievements can be remembered and recognized by future generations."

"Your brother is the Right Chancellor. Doesn't he have justice in his heart?"

Chen Tingqiu smiled bitterly: "Fair? I just hope that he will not be entangled by the ghost of revenge in his heart for the rest of his life, that's all."

Yu Shiqi could feel the bitterness and grievance in her tone, and realized that what he just said to her was a bit aggressive and harsh. Although Chen Tingqiu is the sister of the right prime minister, in the final analysis, she is just a member of this huge imperial capital.

It's just Ye Fuzhou, what does what powerful people like Mu Qingxuan and Chen Yechen want to do have anything to do with her?

"Feel sorry."

"Young Master Yu, if we don't stand on the same mountain top, what we can see is completely different." Chen Tingqiu said in a low voice, "Although I don't know much about what you Yun Zhongjian looks like on weekdays, I think it's better to come here

You should be more comfortable than someone like me."

Feeling at ease...

Yu Shiqi recalled his short life in his mind. Perhaps he could be considered at ease during the two years he left Yunzhongjian. Although the life of wandering around painting was extremely hard, he also left some time for himself during the journey.

I have made many precious memories, the most important of which is naturally the experience of searching for Xiyue Spring and Tianque Peak in the Western Wilderness...

Thinking of this, his mind couldn't help but think of the beautiful fairy spring under the moon that night, and the dreamlike "mountain ghost" in a white gauze skirt.

"I'll open the door now."

Chen Tingqiu's voice brought him back to reality from his reverie. Unknowingly, they had walked down the steps behind the mural stone chamber and arrived in front of the stone door of the secret chamber where the emperor was detained.

Although he had come here by mistake once before, for some reason, Yu Shiqi couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he heard Chen Tingqiu say that he wanted to open the door.

Maybe it was because the person locked inside had a deep connection with his father? He silently watched Chen Tingqiu insert the key into the keyhole, and all he thought about was the picture book "The Romance of Zi Chen Gan" that he had collected in Yue'er.

The plot seen in.

One was the leader of the Assassin Organization who was once famous all over the world, and the other was the prince who had been patient for many years and was finally going to ascend the throne. He didn't know that before he was born and came into this world, these two were both masters, servants, and friends.

Do young people have conversations about the future, and if so, what does it look like?

The heavy stone door slowly opened, and Xiao Xihong's kneeling back appeared in their eyes. The little princess grabbed the iron fence that separated her from her father with both hands, and looked at the emperor on the other side of the fence wordlessly.

It was very quiet in the secret room, and none of the three people spoke. I don't know if no one spoke, or if they had already finished what they needed to say before they arrived.

Yu Shiqi and Chen Tingqiu stood at the entrance from a distance. When they saw the emperor's eyes sweeping toward them, he knelt down to salute him at Chen Tingqiu's signal and called him "Your Majesty."
Chapter completed!