The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

The four little guys lined up in a row, standing in front of the gate with their heads raised. No one spoke for a while.

The mechanisms on the gate are so complicated and dense that at first glance one doesn't know where to start.

After a while, Jiang Xingran turned around helplessly: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yingcheng replied incoherently: "Cheng, Chengcheng, I owe you a teacher's exam..."

Jiang Xingran: “…”

Jiang Yingcheng came to his senses when he realized that everyone was looking at him.

She seemed to be surprised at the act of eating cakes, but generously shared two pieces of the snacks in her hand with everyone: "Chengcheng packed some from father's table, come and try it!"

Several people were speechless for a moment.

Rather than where it was packaged from, they were more curious about where the little guy was taken out.

Jiang Yingcheng had no idea what the others were thinking. After sharing the snacks, he raised his head with a dazed expression and stared at the door in front of him with a worried look.

She was really thinking just now and didn't even notice when she took out the snacks from the secret pocket of her sleeve. She only knew that when she heard her seventh brother's question, her mouth was already filled with the sweet aroma of Yunpian Cake.

[Sigh...] This was the umpteenth time she had sighed today.

Jiang Yingcheng counted on his fingers the experiences he had along the way.

Drag fourth brother into the water.

Luo Fuying jumped into the pit.

The recording props are ready.

The wooden door on the stone steps was also open, waiting for my father to send someone to search it.

Next, as long as they bribe Uncle Lechen and his men who have always been biased, they can successfully separate the future pair of bad guys who have been in cahoots with each other.

But he was blocked outside by a mechanical door.

[Damn it! ]

[I have the ability to solve the mechanism, but I don't have a suitable excuse! 】

Whose little kid can solve this kind of mechanism at the age of three and a half? !

Jiang Yingcheng tapped the small empty space in front of him with his toes, feeling very discouraged.

[Alas... It seems I can only go back——]

"I can try." A pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the quiet space.

Jiang Xingran faced everyone's puzzled eyes and said calmly: "I was obsessed with mechanical formations for a while, so I found some books to read privately. I have some impression of this mechanism, but I can't remember it clearly. I may need to try a few more times."

Two obvious sounds of swallowing saliva were heard in the air.

Luo Fuying was a little nervous: "Why don't we..." just go back?

Jiang Yingcheng stuffed the remaining cloud cake into Luo Fuying's hands and took the fire starter from her seventh brother's hand diligently: "Then seventh brother, you try it quickly!"

Jiang Xingran looked at Sheng Shixu across the dim firelight and walked forward calmly.

He didn't know how to solve such a mechanism, but fortunately, the little guy's voice always appeared in time -

[Oops! Wrong! Wrong! I did that step too early!]

He retreated in a solemn manner.

[Wow——This seems to have been twisted! ]

He turned back half a circle with a serious look on his face.

[Eh, I think I missed the big round button in the middle——]

He started over again without changing his expression.

It was not until the "click" sound indicating that the door was unlocked was heard that several people let out a long sigh of relief as if they had just realized that they could breathe.

The door automatically opened due to the mechanism. The people in front of the door looked at each other, then returned to their previous formation and walked in one by one.

There were rows of torches hanging on the walls on both sides of the entrance. Jiang Xingran walked forward and lit one of them, handed it to Sheng Shixu, and walked in another direction.

The dark underground corridor finally became much brighter.

Then, there was a series of exclamations.

"Wow--"

Jiang Yingcheng's eyes almost popped out: "This place seems so huge——"

"Yes," a deep voice responded, "it is very big."

"Really?! This is simply an underground palace. Wow, look at this——"

The excited response suddenly stopped, and Jiang Yingcheng turned his head stiffly as if it was a slow-motion replay and looked at his seventh brother who had been standing in front of him.

Jiang Xingran: “…”

Jiang Xingran: "What are you looking at me for?"

The sound clearly came from behind, so it could only have been made by Sheng Shixu—

Jiang Xingran also suddenly noticed something strange and his body suddenly stopped.

"It's not me." Sheng Shixu, who was walking at the end of the team, suddenly spoke.

The turbid air seemed to have stopped flowing at that moment. Jiang Yingcheng froze like a statue. After a long while, his expression slightly moved and he opened his mouth to scream: "Ah, wuwuwu——"

Liaochen stepped forward in time and covered the little guy's mouth with his hand: "Don't shout little - Your Highness, it's us!"

Liaochen and Yu Xingmian stood side by side behind the few people, both with expressions of toothache on their faces.

The three words "little ancestor" were almost blurted out, but fortunately he paused in time, thus preserving the little guy's great face in front of his new friends.

They were not supposed to participate in the games of the princes and princesses, but after hearing such thoughts, no one would dare to let a group of little ones explore the secret room alone.

Jiang Yingcheng turned around: "Woo wow wow——"

[Wow wow wow, Uncle Chen is so annoying, Cheng Cheng is scared to death! ]

Liaochen lowered his eyes and glanced at the little guy, uttered "huh" with gritted teeth, then took the torch from the seventh prince, stepped over a few people and walked forward a distance.

The firelight illuminates a wider area, so people can see more space.

What comes into view is a wide space that is almost the same size as the courtyard above, with all kinds of furniture available. It looks even more comfortable than life on the ground.

Liaochen walked to the square table in the corner holding a torch, reached out and brushed the dusty table, and his face darkened on the spot.

"There's something wrong with this ash," he said.

The square table was old-fashioned, and the rough wooden tabletop showed some signs of decay, but the dust on it was not as thick as one would have imagined.

Further ahead is a simple study.

There are several books left by ancestors on the bookcase dug directly out of the wall. There is even a chess table in the corner with an unfinished chess game on the chessboard, which is also covered with only a thin layer of dust.

Lechen paused and walked back quickly: "Get out!"

This is definitely not a place where they can play around at will!

【ah……】

The little guy's slightly guilty voice sounded hesitantly, which instantly gave Lechen a very bad premonition.

Sure enough, the next moment——

"Click——"

The faint sound of the lock core falling was like a thunderclap in everyone's ears, and then -

"Ah."

The Fourth Prince Jiang Huaian's sneering and annoying voice came through the door clearly: "Fight me."

Lechen: “…”

Yu Xingmian: “…”

Jiang Xingran: “…”

In the deathly silence, Jiang Yingcheng paused for a moment strangely, and then returned to the door with an extremely exaggerated expression, patting the door "Pa Pa Pa" -

"Open the door!" Jiang Yingcheng clapped and shouted, "Chengcheng is my father's favorite little princess, whoever is outside, open the door quickly!!"

Lechen: “…”

Yu Xingmian: “…”

Jiang Xingran: “…”

Don't you know if there is anyone outside?!