"certainly."
Ye An told Qi Xi everything about Tantai.
The latter's dignified and pretty face had an increasingly serious expression.
After a while.
She put down the wooden sword in her hand, pondered for a while, and said: "For now, regardless of how you absorb the evil energy, I also wanted to ask when we were in the Sea of Tranquility... Forget it for now, wait until you are willing to explain it to me later."
Ye An originally planned to compile a story about the origin of Dao Xuan Gong.
But based on the principle of 'everyone has little secrets', Qi Xi simply ignored the matter, even though she actually cared about it.
She continued: "Back to Tantai, so your conclusion is that she can actually be trusted?"
If this is the case, the evil assassin took the form of Tantai just to deliberately frame her.
And... test whether Qi Xi's divine power is weakened.
Ye An said: "I have entered her sea of consciousness and can trust her."
His mind briefly recalled.
Although the main quest only states that it can be completed after surviving seven days.
But that's too ambiguous.
For example, the last mission was to kill the Yang Kang Arowana.
But in fact, he accidentally entered the tower and obtained the buds of the Tree of Construction.
In this mission, it is known that Ji Huang is actually the evil king, the Tantai Saint has been framed, and there are evil clans lurking in the dark places of the world. There will be someone who can successfully assassinate the current empress.
Although he originally traveled through the plot of this novel, he somehow forgot most of the plot content.
At this moment, the son of destiny was dead, and the confusing direction of the plot made him feel even more confused.
"However, there are two last things that I don't know yet."
Ye An picked up the previous sentence and continued.
Qi Xi pursed his lips slightly and said, "Really?"
"I haven't even entered your consciousness," she said.
Ye An was stunned for a moment.
His focus was not on whether his spiritual consciousness could enter.
Then, he calmly responded: "Go into spiritual consciousness? But shouldn't we start communicating with the body first?"
"?"
Qi Xi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and his pretty face quickly turned red.
He thought he had mastered Ye An's messy words.
But actually not.
It still only takes one word to make her blush.
"What two things did you just say? Keep talking, I'm listening."
With a thought in her mind, she used her divine power to force the blush on her pretty face away, pretending to be calm.
Ye An said: "Body."
Qi Xi: "...Shut up and speak seriously."
She snorted coldly and raised the wooden sword.
Immediately, he took the lead and struck down with a sword slash.
clatter!
As if to retaliate, she exerted more force.
Ye An's arms were numb again from the shock.
He said: "Zhongzhou Seal, and... Yue'er."
Hearing this, Qi Xi was slightly startled.
She opened her red lips slightly and said calmly: "Do you doubt Yue'er?"
Ye An knew that Yue'er had always followed Qi Xi before she became the empress.
Maybe it's not good to be too explicit.
Qi Xi took back his wooden sword and said, "If she has any problems, I will find out. You don't have to worry too much about her."
"As for the Zhongzhou Seal..."
"In the past, when the previous Holy Son rebelled, this mark was used as a banner, that's all."
She was silent for a moment, then smiled softly.
"Ye An, you don't have to worry so much about some things, as long as you take care of yourself, that's enough."
"Come on, continue."
After her words fell, she raised her wooden sword again.
Compared to the already pitted sword body in Ye An's hand.
The sword in her hand was still intact.
Ye An nodded in response, raised his sword, and was ready to show off his skills.
Just about to take action.
But Qi Xi was suddenly stunned.
"etc."
The movement in the temple was transmitted to her thoughts.
After a while.
She sighed softly, put down her wooden sword, and said, "The masters of the Sifang Temple are here, and I have to go see them."
"Let's leave it like that for now. If something comes up... we'll talk about it tonight."
Ye An returned the wooden sword to her and asked at the same time: "What are they doing here, because of Ji Huang's matter?"
The reason why the four palace masters were summoned was probably because they were preparing to go to war to encircle and suppress the Ji family.
In the prophecy scene, there are many evil soldiers from the evil clan, and the masters of the Sifang Temple should also be vigilant.
But unexpectedly, Qi Xi shook his head slightly and said, "No."
"Just testing them."
Ye An: "Testing?"
"Well, I'll explain it to you tonight."
She waved her sleeves and golden light spread out.
The surrounding scenes are constantly rippling like water ripples, but they are also fragmented.
The next moment.
They returned to the temple.
It happened that Yue'er gently knocked on the door and said, "Your Majesty, the master of the Sifang Temple came to visit unexpectedly. Do you see him?"
Qi Xi straightened her plain skirt, put down her long silver hair, and said, "I'll go over now."
Immediately, she raised her hand and flicked Ye An's forehead.
"In these last few days, you have a good rest. Don't worry too much about other things. Your prophecy is enough."
"I'll come back in the evening, in the afternoon if possible, and then I'll explain to you."
Immediately, she left in a hurry.
Looking at her back.
Ye An frowned slightly, put his hands on his hips, and couldn't help but said: "The Riddler."
…
Shortly after.
The sound transmission stone suddenly moved.
Mu Qingxue's voice entered his thoughts.
Surprisingly, in just one day, Mu Qingxue had already found some traces.
The two met again in Mu Qingxue's room.
Unlike Tantai's elegant and simple decoration, Mu Qingxue's room was a bit messy.
There are piles of books everywhere.
She doesn't like to practice, she likes reading, and her memory is far beyond ordinary people.
But in fact, what she likes are those weird folk stories, or romantic dramas about love and affection.
This is similar to Qi Xi.
Ye An found Mu Qingxue among a pile of books as messy as a mountain.
At this time, she sat on the floor and stared at the book in her hand attentively.
"coming?"
Mu Qingxue raised her head slightly and suddenly said: "Lord Holy Son, the fragrance... that belongs to His Majesty is getting stronger and stronger on you."
Ye An put his hands on his hips and said calmly: "Are you envious?"
Mu Qingxue frowned and sneered, a hint of jealousy appearing on her pretty face.
Ye An rubbed his chin and said: "To be honest, I only found out not long ago that you and Tantai, two saints, one considers His Majesty as his mother, and the other is even bent and regards me as a love rival... Absolutely. "
“嘁…”
She snorted coldly, her face ashen.
Then, she rolled her eyes at Ye An and said, "Just find a place and sit down."
"I'm pretty lucky. I found some records about the Zhongzhou Seal in the temple's historical records of the past century."
Ye An, like her, sat directly on the floor, "Reliable. These historical records... the timeline of nearly a hundred years, I'm really lucky that you were able to find it so quickly."
Mu Qingxue looked calm, "If it is not related to His Majesty's safety, who would want to read these boring records?"
"Huh - the person who is writing the history of the temple is your majesty's maid Yue'er, right?"
Ye An nodded and said, "What's wrong?"
Mu Qingxue said displeased: "She is really... her writing style is the same as that of the previous empress. Her sentences are long and complicated, which is a headache. How could she learn such messy sentence patterns?"
As she said that, she took out a book beside her, opened it, and complained: "Look at this page, there is a whole page of text, there are no paragraphs, there is not even a comma."
"I clearly feel that I understand every word clearly, but when they are put together, I can't understand anything!"
Ye An couldn't help laughing when he heard her complaining tone.
Immediately, he stepped forward, took a closer look at the words in the book, and said, "Isn't this the sentence structure of classical Chinese?"
He had never cared about these things before.
The records of the history of the Temple only come from a little memory of its predecessor.
It seems that under the background of the collapse of dynasties, the disappearance of imperial examinations, and the world of fantasy cultivation, cultural matters, such as classical Chinese, have perished silently.
Mu Qingxue was slightly startled: "Classical Chinese? You... do you know this kind of sentence structure that is like a riddle book? Can you solve it?"
“…”
Ye An was silent for a while and shook his head, "No."
Mu Qingxue gave him a disdainful look and said, "Okay."
"About the Zhongzhou Seal, the latest turmoil."
"I think we'll start with the death of the Holy Son who took office more than 20 years ago, that is, the time of my father's death."