However, when she was about to jump into the secret room, Mu Ziling thought about it, and then rearranged the quilt sheets that had just been thrown into a mess by Long Xiaoyu, and then let the open square wooden plank rest on the quilt, while she held onto it. He jumped into the secret room with the wooden plank on his head.
As Mu Ziling disappeared against the wooden board, the bed also returned to its original appearance, without any clues appearing.
The secret room was really dark, the moment Mu Ziling jumped in, she couldn't feel the bottom at all, but before she landed, Long Xiaoyu had already firmly caught her.
Leaving from Long Xiaoyu's embrace, Mu Ziling looked around, and the surroundings were completely dark without any light.
"This seems to be an underground secret room. How could there be such a place in the palace?" Mu Ziling muttered, taking out a fire pocket and blowing it on.
Under the illumination of Huo Zhezi, what came into view was a small jade gate that could only allow one person to enter and exit. From the location of the jade gate, it can be seen that this should be the direct entrance to this secret room. As for where this jade gate leads, it is unknown.
Long Xiaoyu led Mu Ziling inside.
After walking a few steps, Long Xiaoyu suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Mu Ziling turned to look at him puzzled, but was attracted by the concave wall beside him.
"This..." Mu Ziling was startled.
I saw a strange white light scattered on the wall, under the white light there was only a picture scroll shining, what surprised Mu Ziling was not the strange white light without any light exposed, but the picture scroll under the white light.
The painting on the scroll is a woman, and this woman is none other than her true self, to be exact, the one who was not delicate at first.
"Why is there my painting here? It's still the same as before?" Mu Ziling leaned over strangely, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help admiring: "Not to mention, this painting is quite real and vivid. Yes, it will be the same as the one taken by the camera, it seems that the person who drew this painting is not only a master, but also a person who knows me very well."
As he said that, Mu Ziling didn't notice the change in the expression of a certain evildoer beside him at all, and nudged him with his elbow: "Look, did you draw it with me—"
In the end, the words "you have to fight" failed to come out of Mu Ziling's mouth, Long Xiaoyu's big palm suddenly grabbed her hand holding the fire folder, and then grabbed her hand, the handle was still burning The fire folder moved towards the scroll.
"What are you doing?" Mu Ziling shivered, and subconsciously withdrew her hand.
With a dark face, Long Xiaoyu spit out two words in a cold tone: "Burn."
Mu Ziling was puzzled: "Why burn paintings for no reason?"
Long Xiaoyu pulled her into his arms with one hand, and his tone of voice was very gentle, but there was a hint of overbearing domineering: "My woman, even if it is a portrait, no one else can covet her."
Unexpectedly, this monster with a mind smaller than the eye of a needle would commit possessiveness anytime and anywhere, Mu Ziling was immediately annoyed and funny: "How do you know that my portrait hanging here is coveted? Look at the posture of this painting, There is also the place where Bai Guang played, maybe I was offered as a bodhisattva, so I almost put some tribute and put incense on it."
After a pause, she raised her hand to wipe the small platform under the scroll, and put her clean fingers in front of Long Xiaoyu: "Look at the spotless place, people must come here often, we haven't figured out the secret room yet." What kind of tricks are hidden in the end, you are going to burn the painting, aren't you just trying to scare the snake?"
At the same time when Mu Ziling finished speaking, Long Xiaoyu seemed to be aware of something suddenly, his eyebrows moved slightly, and in the next second he extinguished Huo Zhezi.
"..." Before Mu Ziling could open her mouth to ask what was going on, she felt a tightness around her waist, and then she was lifted up by Long Xiaoyu, and finally the two of them stuck to a corner on the half wall. inside.
Mu Ziling, who was covered in darkness again, didn't quite understand what was going on, she moved her lips, and was about to speak, but before she could make a sound, her lips were tightly blocked by a touch of coolness.
Mu Ziling, who was blocked by Long Xiaoyu's lips, let out a muffled sound, but before she could finish her muffled voice, the sound of the jade gate slowly sliding open suddenly came from below.
Although it was too dark to see the situation, Mu Ziling also realized that someone was coming, she didn't dare to make any noise immediately, and let the evildoer beside her eat her own tofu.
The sound of the jade door sliding stopped quickly, followed by the sound of subtle footsteps.
After a few steps, the sound of footsteps disappeared, and then Mu Ziling, who was trapped in the darkness, a gleam of light lit up from the corner of his eyes.
It was the man who lit the wall lamp.
Mu Ziling's breathing was slightly concentrated, afraid that they would be discovered because of this, but she soon felt relieved.
Because the place where they were was in a half-dead corner, if the person below hadn't deliberately looked up, it would be difficult to detect their existence.
And so it is.
The man didn't seem to have thought that there would be someone hiding in a corner of the secret room at all. He walked in with ease while lighting the wall lamp.
When they reached the place where Mu Ziling and the others had just stopped, that person also stopped.
The man stared at the picture scroll on the concave wall for a long time, then lit the wall lamp next to him, and then turned on the lamp, and then another stone door was slowly opened.
Because of the angle, Mu Ziling could barely catch a glimpse of the man's back from the corner of his eye, but he couldn't see the front.
It wasn't until the person turned the light switch and entered inside that Mu Ziling was slightly relieved, she pushed the evildoer who had taken advantage of her angrily, and asked in a low voice: "Have you seen who that person is? "
Long Xiaoyu lingered on her moist lips for a while before asking in a reminding way: "Can you see the embroidery on his clothes?"
"It seems to be... dragon patterns..." Mu Ziling tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "The clothes that can embroider dragon patterns... Long Xiaonan? No way?"
Although he guessed it and was probably sure, Mu Ziling still didn't believe it.
But soon, this fact is in front of us.
Then Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu also quietly followed into the stone room.
Compared with the dark room outside, the inside looks more like an underdeveloped stone cave, with uneven and crooked stone pillars standing rustling in the dimly lit cave.
It was also because of these stone pillars that they well covered Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu's figures. Although they were hiding, their mentality and aura were extremely calm, making it impossible for people to notice.
At this moment, a weak and surprised voice suddenly sounded.
"It's... it's you?!"
Hearing the sound, Mu Ziling felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, secretly poked his head out, glanced at the source of the sound, and unexpectedly saw another person in the cave, sitting weakly on the stone pillar.
This person's feet were chained by iron chains as thick as arms. He must have been imprisoned here for a while. His hair was messed up and his clothes were dirty. He looked extremely embarrassed and dejected. Comparable to street beggars.
To Mu Ziling's surprise, the person who was chained was actually Long Xiaoli who had disappeared for a long time because of the murder of the king and father.
At this moment, the person standing in front of Long Xiaoli is also the person who just came in. Although this person is just a profile, Mu Ziling still recognizes it at a glance, it is really Long Xiaonan.
Contrasted with Long Xiaoli's beggar-like embarrassment, Long Xiaonan is dressed in a white robe, spotless, no matter how he moves, no matter what is written, there is a gentle and elegant temperament everywhere.
"Brother Emperor has suffered a lot during these days, but in the end you have committed a big mistake that cannot be tolerated by heaven. The reason why I didn't execute you, but kept you here secretly is because I thought of brotherhood, and I have no choice but to Lift."
Long Xiaoli didn't seem to listen to the words at all, but he still caught a key word "zhen" in Long Xiaonan's seemingly apologetic and magnanimous words.
"You—" Long Xiaoli raised her eyes, looked up and down Long Xiaonan with a sinister gaze, and suddenly laughed sarcastically: "Hahaha... I didn't expect that this prince has been planning to fight for power for a long time, not only in vain, but in vain. The fate of the prisoner, in the end, I let you sit and reap the benefits of a fisherman, good! Hahaha... "
Long Xiaoli didn't know how long he had been imprisoned here, nor did he know how earth-shaking changes had taken place in the outside world, he only knew that the person standing in front of him, the king standing there, was a great irony to him.
Over the years, because of Long Xiaoyu's excellence, and because of Long Xiaoyu's growing power, he has always regarded Long Xiaoyu as the biggest stumbling block on his way to success, and he only thought about how to fight Long Xiaoyu, and did not regard other hopefuls as People who seized power paid attention to him, especially Long Xiaonan, who had rarely shown himself due to brain disease. Even if he picked up his crown prince later, he didn't feel much at ease.
Because he has always been confident that even if Long Xiaonan picked up his crown prince position, it would only exist in name only, but he never expected that this person whom he has been ignoring and looking down on all this time, would stand in front of him at this moment.
emperor! Long Xiaonan became the emperor, standing in the position he had always dreamed of.
How ironic, how ridiculous... Long Xiaoli almost tried her best to laugh with her head up, with a strong sense of self-mockery and hopeless sadness in her smile.
Because he knew very well that the moment he fell into Long Xiaonan's hands, he had already been planted firmly, and he could never get up again, just like all the hard work and dedication in the past, all in vain. return.
Long Xiaonan didn't seem to care about the rampant attitude of Long Xiaoli's subordinates, he waited until his laughter gradually weakened, and then said softly: "I don't know the hardships I have endured these days, but it will make the big emperor come back from the wrong way heart of?"
"Stop biting words here. Cats cry and rats pretend to be merciful. If you want to kill or cut up casually." In Long Xiaoli's eyes, Long Xiaonan, who is now dressed in style, is clearly a hypocrite who stabs a knife in the back, a real villain, in his heart Even if there is endless resentment and unwillingness, there is nothing to do.
Long Xiaonan sighed helplessly: "Brother, don't you understand? If I really want to do something to you, I won't lock you up here where no one knows."
"Hypocritical..." Long Xiaoli refused to enter, and then he seemed to read something in Long Xiaonan's words, and asked again: "What do you want?"
(end of this chapter)