Years of Hua Xu

Fortunately, it was still a sunny day on the day we set off for the imperial mausoleum.

Early in the morning, Liuyuan began to get busy.

Murong Qing was dug up from the bed by Su Biluo early in the morning, watching the people in Liuyuan busy in an orderly manner.

Murong Qing and Su Biluo sat in the dining room having breakfast, only Chang Sheng waited on them.

"The organs in the imperial mausoleum are very delicate. I just heard from my father that I know what kind of organs they are, but I haven't actually walked through them. There is a high chance of improvisation after entering."

"Well, I see."

After breakfast, Su Biluo and Murongqing rode out of the city gate together.

Shaking off the horse's tail, Su Bi Luoyang whipped the horse, and Hei Dimp went straight to Jingshan Imperial Mausoleum.

Dumping people went smoothly, and going to Jingshan went smoothly.

The only problem was that when they arrived at the gate of the imperial tomb, Lan Jueshu was already waiting there for the opening of the imperial tomb.

"Tsk, why are you?"

"Tsk, why is it you again?"

"Brother Lan, are you going to put some tracking Gu on mere body again this time?"

"you think too much."

The two hadn't seen each other for a few days, and when they met, they had such a heated verbal battle.

Murong Qing silently reduced her sense of existence to the minimum, squatting while drawing circles.

"You can't see me, you can't see me, please don't burn the flames of war on me to save your life!" Murong Qing looked at the two people who were arguing excruciatingly, she could only think so.

"Since we've all come here, the situation inside is not very clear. Why don't we go in together and make plans after we get the golden seal?" Su Biluo could only think of such a way after deliberation.

Lan Jueshu made some calculations, nodded slowly, and agreed: "Well, that's the only way to go."

After the two negotiated, the flames of war were finally temporarily extinguished.

Just when the imperial mausoleum was about to be opened, there was only a sound of "Kara", and the broken dragon stone of the imperial mausoleum was hoisted by an iron chain as thick as a child's arm, revealing a row of burning lantern slaves inside.

Raising his hands to call Murong Qing back, the three of them walked in together.

Although the three of them had made good mental preparations before they came, they were still deeply shocked when they actually saw the real royal mausoleum.

The corridor is very spacious and grand, and the two rows are illuminated in the form of interlaced night pearls and ever-burning lanterns, and the walls are full of exquisite murals.

"It's so rich." Su Biluo was very greedy for Ye Mingzhu, but it's a pity that he has a mission this time, otherwise this guy will definitely have to do a tomb robbery.

"Brother Lan, Master Holy Envoy, are you alright?" Murong Qing held back for a long time before asking cautiously.

His eyes dimmed, and he hurriedly said, "No, you better not tell me, I... I don't want to know."

Lan Jueshu thought for a while before answering: "How do you know that Lord Lanyan is in Miaojiang?"

Murong Qing smiled bleakly and said: "There are only a few people who know the location of the Star Valley, plus they know the secret of the imperial tomb and have contact with Brother Lan, only the Holy Envoy."

Lan Jueshu glanced at Su Biluo and gritted his teeth: "If Lord Lanyan hadn't been blindfolded when he entered the villa, I wouldn't have..." The words behind are already blurred.

Lan Jueshu sighed: "Miss Lanyan is not very good. She has been imprisoned for decades without seeing the light of day, and she is dragged down by us... But, at your age, how would you know me?"

Murong Qing's eyes flashed a trace of complicated longing: "Because my father often said that the Holy Envoy is the most beautiful, gentle and kind person in the world. Only when talking about the Holy Envoy, my father will have such a gentle look."