About the fact that I met my dead boyfriend in the resurrection app

Qiao Yiqi found a few books in Huo Chen's study. Although Huo Chen's study is all about the way of being a king, there are also some strange aspirations.

One of the books recorded the fire of Queen Yuan several decades ago.

"After going to bed, the water ran out. I was shocked and ordered people to put out the fire. When the fire was extinguished, I died later. I mourned and buried him with rites."

In just twenty words, it described the situation at that time, but it did not mention whether the fire of Empress Yuan was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

Looking back, there are no more records, and the latter is also praising the great achievements of the current emperor.

Qiao Yiqi was sitting in the study, resting his chin with his slender hand, and tapping the index finger of his other hand on the table regularly, as if he was thinking about something.

Huo Chen went outside to find some palace people to ask what was right and wrong back then, but people have different thoughts and views on the past, not to mention that this matter has been banned by the emperor in the palace. Speaking of it, many people either avoid talking about it, or are vague, and there is no unified statement

The two did their own things, and they didn't meet each other in the palace until night.

"What are you going to do tonight?" Huo Chen asked standing beside him.

"Ah, go to the empress." Seeing that Huo Chen still didn't understand, Qiao Yiqi explained again: "What you went to during the day may not be real, maybe it's just something the empress wants you to see."

"Oh, okay." Huo Chen shrugged and said indifferently, he would not stop what Qiao Yiqi wanted to do.

The two did not go to the Queen's Palace immediately, but came to the Palace of Queen Yuan.

Since Empress Yuan has been abolished, and the reason for being abolished is jealousy and... witchcraft, this kind of reason for being abolished is to discredit and embarrass the family, so the current palace is very depressed, and all kinds of weeds are overgrown.

After a fire, but when you walk in, you will find that the glory of the time can still be seen inside until now.

Many things have been covered with dust, and even become rotten. The air can still vaguely smell the burnt smell, but it can still be seen that all of them are precious.

"Is this place forbidden for outsiders to enter? It seems that no one has cleaned it for a long time."

"It should be. Since the death of Empress Yuan, the emperor ordered that no one should enter this palace."

"The pampering continues, it seems that Empress Yuan has really been pampered for a while."

"Pear Garden disciple Bai Faxin," Huo Chen snorted coldly, "Isn't he still pregnant with yellow soil in the end, and he also got this reputation."

Qiao Yiqi didn't answer his words, and looked around.

After walking to the bedroom at the back, you will find that Empress Yuan was really loved by thousands of people at that time.

Even the wood of the bed is made of nanmu, and now you can still see the auspicious state of dragon and phoenix on it.

Qiao Yiqi sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the bronze mirror.

Imagine what Empress Yuan looked like decades ago.

He was sitting on the dressing table, while Huo Chen was leaning on the scorched bed and playing with his nails.

If it was someone else, they would not sit leisurely in front of the bedroom that was not only dead but also on fire, wishing they could finish the clues quickly, but it was obvious that the two were not other people.

Glancing at the idle man, Qiao Yiqi sighed, then turned to look for something on the dressing table.

The dressing table is also made of wood, but due to the thick wood used, even if the appearance is dilapidated, you can still hear the sound when you knock it.

The dressing table is usually placed in a prominent place in the bedroom, but it is not ruled out that someone will put some important things here. After all, the most dangerous place may also be the safest place.

The dresser drawers were also empty.

Unbelieving, he still knocked around, and finally found something wrong in the bronze mirror of the dressing table.

"Open this."

Huo Chen heard Qiao Yiqi's words and looked in his direction, then walked to his side.

Qiao Yiqi pointed to that place and said, "There's something underground here."

Huo Chen didn't speak, and punched the place he pointed at.

With a bang, the table fell apart.

The contents also fell out.

It is a wooden hairpin.

There are also some traces of burnt on the wooden hairpin, and some wear and tear, which should be caused by people taking it out and touching it frequently. Even so, it can still be seen that the owner loves the hairpin.

Huo Chen picked it up, touched it, put it on the tip of his nose, and smelled it. In addition to the burnt smell, there were other faint smells, "The wood seems to be peach wood. In ancient times, peach wood has the effect of exorcising evil spirits. Maybe we have to redefine this The truth of the copy."

"This thing hasn't been burned?" Qiao Yiqi was a little surprised.

But soon he understood that this must be well preserved, and the master cherished it. When he knew that the palace was on fire, he never thought of escaping by himself, so he kept the wooden hairpin first.

"Hairpins match a gentleman," Qiao Yiqi said.

"From now on, I will no longer dream of Chengen, and I will sit on the hairpin and admire the person in the mirror." Huo Chen added, "Now it seems that it is the unrequited love of Queen Yuan. The emperor may never have liked her."

"Who knows? The hairpin is usually given by the woman to the man. Since the hairpin is still here, either it was not given away, or it was returned."

The palace was burned so badly, and the wooden hairpin was still intact. I have to say that it must have worked hard.

"Let's go, it seems that there is nothing to look for here." Qiao Yiqi stuffed the hairpin into his pocket and said to Huo Chen behind him.

Huo Chen responded, but still didn't move.

Seeing that he didn't move, Qiao Yiqi walked up to him, "What are you looking at?"

"I was thinking that this is unreasonable. There is no reason for such a flammable thing as peach wood to be preserved. In this case, once the palace is on fire, the entire palace is made of wood. It can be seen from the outside, so why is it alone? Don't you think it's strange that the peach trees are preserved so well?"

"This is a dungeon, anything can happen." Qiao Yiqi said indifferently, "Okay, don't think about it for now, it's time to go to the queen's bedroom."

Huo Chen nodded, now he can't think of a ugly Yinmao, so he might as well look for other clues in other places.

Before leaving this palace, Qiao Yiqi still turned his head and took a look at this lifeless palace. Even though it has been so long, the glory of the past can still be seen here.

"Let's go, things are different, and now we can only sigh about the past." Huo Chen hugged him, and put his head lightly on his shoulder.

Qiao Yiqi looked back at the palace, "Do you think the emperor would feel regret if he knew the final truth? Maybe he was wrong all along?"

Huo Chen kissed him reassuringly, "Once he succeeds, he will have to bear the consequences for the path he chooses. No matter whether he can bear the consequences, he will have to bear them."

Hearing Huo Chen's words, he knew that Huo Chen, like himself, had already deduced that possibility, or...the truth.

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Two sentences, one from Wang Guowei's "Poppy · Bitai Locks the Long Door"

One is selected from "The Resentment of Concubine Yu" by Feng Dai in Tang Dynasty