Liu Qinghuan lay at the door, looking out furtively.
It seemed that Tang Zibo was very relieved of that Feng Zi, and only arranged for her to monitor him alone, with no one outside to handle him.
She listened quietly for a while, and after making sure that there was no one around, she slipped out without a sound.
It was very dark outside, and there were only two or three candlesticks with burning candles scattered here and there. The faint candlelight barely allowed Liu Qinghuan to see the layout of the place clearly. Different from the secret room in her imagination, the entire layout here is no different from that of an ordinary house, except for one thing - it is built underground.
She frowned and looked around, could this be the underground of the Ao Temple
The slight sound of footsteps came from far to near, and Liu Qinghuan quickly hid in the corner, watching two barbarians dressed as Zoroastrians walking past. She held her breath, and after they were far away, she jumped out of the darkness.
Although it is built like a house, there is no clear gate. She remembered that Feng Zi took her around a lot when she came here, but it didn't look that big here, there should be secret passages and dark rooms.
She frowned, where is King Lingnan's room? He can insist that the map he gave is fake, it must be because he went to find it himself according to the map. She had already heard rumors that the King of Lingnan had "Cinnabar Plum Winter" in his hand, and now it seems that this statement is true.
She had to find the painting.
But did the King of Lingnan bring the paintings to Chang'an? There are Xue Mu and Aies in Chang'an who are eyeing on them, and it is too ambitious to carry the painting with them, and she thinks he will not take the risk. So he has expanded the map on the drawing and only carries the map with him? The map can be carried close to the body, and it is indeed much easier to hide than the painting, but it is more difficult for her to get the map.
While analyzing in her heart, Liu Qinghuan groped for the direction where King Lingnan lived.
I don't know what happened, but a cold arrow suddenly shot from the left. Liu Qinghuan's eyes were fixed, and she turned sideways to avoid the flying arrows from behind.
No, I'm afraid there are hidden weapons here.
She pursed her lips and walked back, but suddenly there was light behind her, and Tang Zibo's voice followed closely: "Miss Du Juan, you don't sleep at night, where are you going?"
Liu Qinghuan paused slightly, and turned around with a smile: "I ate a bit too much at night, so I came out to digest food."
"I see." Tang Zibo's smile was very shallow, with a hint of warning, "I forgot to remind the girl before, there are many secret passages here, for the sake of the girl's safety, it's better not to wander around."
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, as expected. In this way, let alone finding the map, it would be a problem for her to even escape.
A dull rubbing sound suddenly came from in front of him, it sounded like the sound of a heavy doorman pushing. Lingnan King came out of the secret door with a candlestick in his hand. He stood at the door and watched for a while, then walked towards them: "Zibo, what's the matter?"
Before Tang Zibo complained, Liu Qinghuan smiled at him and said, "It's nothing, we're just talking about life."
"Talk about life?" Lingnan King sneered, "I think you are here to explore the way."
Liu Qinghuan said solemnly: "I definitely didn't mean that." She just took action directly.
"Hmph." The King of Lingnan snorted coldly, and walked up to her with a half-smile, "If you're looking for "Cinnabar Plum Winter" or map rubbings, I advise you not to bother. Because—" He paused deliberately when he said this, and the smile on his face was as cheap as he wanted, "After the king memorized the map on the painting, he burned the painting to ashes."
Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at him in disbelief.
The King of Lingnan seemed very satisfied with her surprised expression, and looked at her determinedly: "Whether it is a painting or a map, it may be snatched by someone. Only keeping it in my heart is the safest way. None of you can do anything about it." Find this map again."
Liu Qinghuan recovered from her initial surprise, this really seemed like something the King of Lingnan would do.
"I advise you to think about the map on "Magnolia" now. If you still can't remember it tomorrow morning, don't blame me for being cruel." Lingnan King walked back after finishing speaking, "Send a few more people Watch at the door."
"Yes." Tang Zibo responded respectfully, and turned to look at Liu Qinghuan, "Miss Du Juan, I'll take you back to your room."
Liu Qinghuan pursed her lips and followed behind him without saying a word.
When she returned to the previous room, Feng Zi was still sleeping soundly on the floor. Tang Zibo unlocked the acupuncture points on her body, and seeing that she still didn't respond, he turned his head to look at Liu Qinghuan. Liu Qinghuan said innocently: "I only tapped her acupuncture points when she was not prepared, and I don't know why she didn't wake up."
Tang Zibo frowned and thought for a while, then stood up from the ground: "Miss Du Juan, you should not try to escape from here. If you fail to hand over the map tomorrow morning, foster father will really not be polite to you."
Liu Qing laughed happily and said, "Thank you for reminding me."
Tang Zibo squinted his eyes, didn't say anything more to her, and directly called someone to remove Feng Zi, leaving five guards to handle the door. When I left, I did not forget to say: "Not a single fly can be released from it!"
"Yes!" The guards responded energetically.
But in the second half of the night, I started to slump.
The people in the room have been very peaceful all this time, silently as if they didn't exist. The surroundings were so quiet that people were drowsy. A guard yawned and patted the shoulder of the person next to him: "Take turns guarding, I'll take a nap for a while."
The people beside him nodded, so two of the five guards dozed off, and the three chatted intermittently to drive away the drowsiness.
A dark thing slowly crawled out from the door, shaking its tentacles leisurely. A guard stared at it intently, and the person next to him punched him and asked, "What are you looking at?"
The man pointed to the little thing on the ground and asked in confusion, "What is that? A cockroach?"
The person next to him studied for a while, then nodded hesitantly: "It seems to be." He paused, and then said as if remembering something, "The higher-ups ordered that not a single fly can be released. Such a big cockroach seems to be You shouldn't let it go."
The man agreed and said: "That makes sense." He raised his right foot, and was about to execute the order from above, when the little thing on the ground suddenly flew up, followed by another "poof!".
Three guards fell in the smoke.
The little thing flapped its wings a few times and flew away buzzing.
The two dozing guards were awakened by the movement, and panicked when they saw the man lying on the ground. Quickly rushed into the room to have a look, Liu Qinghuan was still lying on the bed, and then he was relieved.
Back outside the door, he slapped and pinched the three sleeping people, and then woke them up. After the fright just now, everyone woke up from their drowsiness, and put their hands in front of the door with vigor.
When the King of Lingnan came here with Tang Zibo, what he saw was such an energetic scene. Tang Zibo glanced at the five of them and asked, "Did anything suspicious happen last night?"
"No!" The five replied firmly and in unison.
Tang Zibo didn't say anything, and walked into the room with King Lingnan.
Liu Qinghuan lay on the bed and slept soundly.
The King of Lingnan looked at her for a while and said, "Let them fetch a basin of ice water to wake people up."
Liu Qinghuan yawned and sat up from the bed: "My lord, Mr. Tang, good morning."
Tang Zibo: "..."
The King of Lingnan snorted, walked to the couch and sat down: "It's already dawn, I hope you have recalled what the map looks like."
Liu Qinghuan said: "It seems that I remember a lot more than yesterday."
The King of Lingnan looked at her: "Delaying time will do you no good, because I am impatient."
Liu Qinghuan thought so deeply.
A strange maid walked in from the outside holding the Four Treasures of the Study. Liu Qinghuan blinked, it seemed that Feng Zi was still awake. The gas released by that little thing at Feng Zi was the essence accumulated for a month, she must sleep at least until noon today.
The guards at the door were much luckier, because what they smelled was the diluted essence.
"Draw it." The King of Lingnan ordered with a blank expression.
Liu Qinghuan pursed her lips, and didn't even let her eat a bite of the rice. Isn't the prince too stingy? She walked to the desk, picked up the pen, put it down again, picked up the pen again, and put it down again.
Lingnan King urged impatiently: "Do you have hemorrhoids growing on your hands?"
Liu Qinghuan: "..."
She picked up the pen for the last time, waved her long sleeves, and danced on the paper. After finishing a masterpiece, Liu Qinghuan picked up the white paper with satisfaction, put it to her mouth and blew it.
The King of Lingnan stood up, grabbed the paper in her hand, stared at the map on it for a long time, and then looked sideways at Liu Qinghuan: "This map must be real, otherwise this king will let you You can't live, you can't die."
Liu Qinghuan was successfully intimidated, and swore to the sky: "I use the prince's personality to guarantee that this map is absolutely true."
The King of Lingnan sneered, ignored the messiness in her words, and said directly to Tang Zibo: "Take good care of her, and definitely don't let her slip away."
Tang Zibo assured: "Father, don't worry, she won't escape."
Lingnan King nodded, and went out with the map in his hand.
Chang'an City, which had been sleeping all night, has woken up, and the people are bustling back and forth on the bustling streets.
A Zoroastrian priest wearing a mask led a group of people out of the city from nowhere, wandered around in the woods outside the city, and finally stopped in front of a stone tablet. Half of the stele was crookedly buried in the soil, and the stone body had been exposed to the wind and rain, and there were many cracks, and weeds grew in the crevices of the stone.
"Priest, this is here." A person in the team suddenly said, the priest waved his hand, and everyone pulled out their shovels from their robes as if by magic, and dug around the stone tablet.
The King of Lingnan mixed in with his attendants, and he also dug with everyone with a shovel. He glanced down at the soil on the ground, and frowned slightly.
These soils seem to have just been refurbished.
After a while, there was only a "clang", which seemed to be the sound of metal hitting. One held a shovel and shouted in surprise: "Priest, there is something here!"
The King of Lingnan walked over quickly, and everyone dug around here. Soon, the top of a box appeared in the soil, and the leading priest couldn't wait to open the box, and it was empty.
The excited crowd was suddenly doused with cold water, and Lingnan King frowned suddenly.
"Priest, a box was also dug here!" Another surprised voice came from the side. The King of Lingnan walked over quickly, and opened the box by himself before waiting for the priest.
This time the box is no longer empty, but contains a piece of paper.
He opened the note, and there was a sentence written on it—Jianai is not Gong, the greatest treasure in the world is love!
He almost turned the note in his hand into powder!
He took a deep breath and suddenly understood something: "That liar Du Juan! She and Xue Mu colluded!"