"In an extremely bloody way..." After listening to this short story, she asked, "What is it?"
"Blood wax." He raised his eyebrows and said: "The blood of newborn babies is made of blood wax in a special way. No matter how terrifying the ghost is, it cannot get out."
"So are you a ghost?"
"A very scary ghost."
"I don't feel it!" Luo Qingchen shrugged and said, "So what you are saying is that although the current emperor and you share the same father's blood, you are enemies, right?"
"Uh-huh!" He snorted softly, leaned lazily on the huge ice chair and said, "But my enemy gave me such a pure and lovely bride, which seems to have changed my mind a little!"
"Bah!" Luo Qingchen said angrily, "I'm not your bride!"
He pointed at her neck and said, "I made a contract with blood. Is it too late to regret it now?"
"Your bride is currently fighting with your enemy in the inner courtyard of the palace!" She felt a little tired from standing, so she walked to the big ice chair and sat down. The biting cold made her tremble. Shivering, but pretending to be calm, he continued: "I'm just a substitute, in other words..."
"What?"
"We have the same enemy!"
When Murong Ming heard this, his eyebrows moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth formed an extremely lazy smile.
For some reason, she always felt that his smile was special. There is a touch of sadness in the casualness.
"What an innocent little sister." After a long while, he chuckled and said: "The only door of this imperial mausoleum cannot be opened from the inside. Not even you, let alone me, can get out."
"I can definitely get out." Luo Qingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly as she said, "As for you...it seems like you really can't get out."
"You can go out?" Murong Ming asked in disbelief: "Seriously?"
"Seriously!" She narrowed her eyes as elegantly as mist: "If you are sure that we have reached a common cooperation, I will open the door for you when I go out!"
Murong Ming thought for a long time, then raised his right hand slightly, and a flash of blue light surrounded his fingertips.
The next second, the light drew a wonderful arc and reached Luo Qingchen's left hand.
She lowered her head slightly, and there was an extra ring on her left hand.
The whole ring shimmered with dark blue, and was shaped like a folding fan. The fan was wide open, emitting a cold air.
"What is this?" She raised her eyes, and when her right hand touched her left hand, the original exquisite ring glowed with golden light.
"This is a return gift." Murong Ming did not dodge after seeing the light, but frowned slightly and said: "Netherworld Ring, take it with you and you can see ghosts in places other than the imperial mausoleum."
"I...I want to see what the fool is doing!"
She is not ignorant of the yin and yang eyes. But I don’t know why Murong Ming gave her this ring. Is it really just a return gift
She did not refuse, but waved the ring on her hand and said, "I'm going to the second floor, but don't follow me. Otherwise, I won't be able to get out."
Although Murong Ming frowned in confusion, she still nodded.
Ding—500 points of exchange value will be deducted, and the exchange will be successful and you will be able to move instantly. (Can only be used once)
When she opened her eyes again, she was already standing outside the door of the imperial mausoleum. At this time, the world outside was already dark.
If she hadn't known that the male protagonist was on the third floor, she would have run away long ago...
The Netherworld Ring on his left hand seemed to be sensing something, and it glowed with a ghostly light. There were still heavy guards not far away, but because it was extremely dark, they did not notice the movement here. (To be continued)