In fact, Luo Qingchen was very happy that Xiaoyue could say that. This proves that she knows she is wrong and knows where she falls short.
There are no inherently smart people in this world. Everyone is a fool and they just keep getting smarter on the way to exploration.
"Xiaoyue is very cute, and the most important thing is to be frank." Luo Qingchen chuckled, and finally glanced in the direction of the stone tablet, then turned and left.
"Sister, this place is so beautiful, but if Xiaoyue guessed correctly, it should be..."
"Didn't you see the stone tablet at the door when you came in?" Luo Qingchen looked at her with trembling eyebrows and asked, "This is something I have always been puzzled about..."
After all, anyone who sees those three words and is in the palace should not be able to enter.
"Are those three characters?" Xiaoyue scratched her head in embarrassment, and said with an awkward smile: "The font looks like ancient Chinese, I can't understand it."
"No wonder..." Luo Qingchen suddenly said: "It turns out you don't understand what I mean."
"When I first came here, I met two extremely annoying people. I quarreled with them for a while, and then I remembered that this was a palace, so I hurried in here..." Xiaoyue frowned and said, "After I came in, I am even more scared, always feeling solemn and solemn, and a little dangerous."
"It's not dangerous, it's okay." Luo Qingchen chuckled and said, "Sister will protect you."
This is the place where she is buried, so there is nothing dangerous about it.
"So what do those words on the door say?" Xiaoyue blinked and rolled her round eyes with a look that was eager to get the answer.
Luo Qingchen thought for a moment, cleared her throat and said, "It says... Ten Miles of Peach Grove."
"Oh -" Xiaoyue said with a look of sudden realization: "I'm just telling you! Such a beautiful place must have a very elegant name. Ten Miles of Peach Grove, it sounds so nice..."
At the same time, above the main hall.
Everyone dressed in white, knelt down and said: "Long live my emperor, my queen has a spirit in heaven to protect Feng Chao, the country and the people, and the weather will be smooth."
When the sound fell, everyone kowtowed heavily.
Feng Qianche sat on a high seat, her deep eyes slightly blurred. Seven years have passed. Time flies. Seven years have passed.
He doesn't need her to bless the country and its people with peace and good weather. He just hopes that she can live happily in another world, so that he can feel at ease.
After the annual sacrificial ceremony ends, he can feel sad for a long time.
I always feel like my heart is floating, unable to go up or down.
For a long time, he didn't speak. It wasn't until his father-in-law came to him in a hurry from outside the main hall, leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Wang Yan, the Minister of War, and Chen Xi, the daughter of the local official, reported that someone had entered the cemetery..."
"What?" Feng Qianche's lazy eyes instantly turned cold.
Just a change of one second made people feel that the emperor's body was filled with murderous intent.
"The old slave has sent someone to check, but this matter is of great importance..."
"Lead the way, I want to go there myself!" Feng Qianche clenched her fists tightly, with a cold light in her beautiful eyes.
An inexplicably familiar feeling arose spontaneously. He failed to protect her properly when she was alive, and let her die in the Prince's East Palace where she thought it was the safest place.
But now that she has passed away for many years, there are still people who are desperate to disturb her.
Don't those people know that no one who has ever walked into that cemetery is still alive? (To be continued)