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When the pharmacist came out of the medicine room, she was quite dissatisfied. She always didn't like being disturbed at this time. It was because of Aunt Gui’s face that she forced her discomfort back: "Auntie and Young Master are looking for me. Something?"

"Lan'er said that he was uncomfortable during his exercises recently, and it seemed that his heart was injured," Aunt Gui said, "but what remains of the poison have not been cleaned up?"

"It shouldn't be." The pharmacist tried the pulse for Xiao Lan and shook his head. "The young master was injured in the head and has nothing to do with the heart.

"I also said it's okay, it's my aunt who can't worry about it." Xiao Lan said, "I will disturb the pharmacist."

"If there is nothing else, I will go back first." Yao Shi said, and before Aunt Gui could speak again after speaking, he closed the door of the medicine room with his backhand.

"The pharmacist seems to be in a bad mood recently?" Xiao Lan tentatively.

"Her temperament is like this, for decades." Aunt Gui said, "I'm afraid there is something upsetting recently that will make her so indifferent and alienated. It will be fine after a while."

"The poison in my body," Xiao Lan asked again, "I remember that on the day I woke up, my aunt once said that it was Lu Zhui."

Aunt Gui felt flustered for a while, she really didn't want to hear this name in Xiao Lan's mouth.

"Where is he?" Xiao Lan asked.

"You ask what this is doing." Aunt Gui shook her head. "The other party's skill is not low. If you can hurt you once, you can hurt you a second time."

"Isn't my aunt worried about the residual poison in my body? Since he is the poisoner, I naturally have to ask a few more questions," Xiao Lan said, "but my aunt seems to be a little nervous."

"I don't want you to get hurt again." Aunt Gui said, "The Lu family is notoriously tricky. If you go out of the tomb at this time, you may still believe in his story."

Xiao Lan was dissatisfied: "My aunt made me feel like a fool."

"Compared with that Lu Mingyu, you are indeed a fool." Aunt Gui walked into the deep hall, "You only need to remember one thing, he is the enemy, that's enough."

Xiao Lan promised, and the figure watching her gradually disappeared, smiled herself, and returned to the Red Lotus Hall.

Two days later, the night was getting deeper and the tomb passage gradually became quiet.

Xiao Lan rested her arm and looked at the veil on the top of the bed in a daze, but there were subtle footsteps in her ears, not outside the door, but...underground.

Like a little rabbit, or some other small animal, is moving forward cautiously.

...

Lu Chai pushed the slate on his head, motionless.

Can't remember the wrong position? With some doubts in his heart, he turned around and glanced at the mark he had previously written down, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

So he took a deep breath, raised his hands on the top of his head, and pushed hard.

Pounced empty.

Xiao Lan squatted aside, holding a slate in his hand, and looked at him with a smile.

Young Master Mingyu felt that his anger at Changhong was so stupid, it was exactly the same as the street performer selling Daliwan.

So he stood up calmly, patted his clothes, and stretched out a hand: "Pull me up."

Xiao Lan took the person out and said in his ear: "The posture is pretty good."

Lu Chai slapped the person away, "How did you know I'm here."

"I heard it." Xiao Lan said, "This secret path is under my bed. You run around in it, and I am not deaf."

"I have been inquiring about a lot of things in the past few days, and I was worried that Ahun could not tell, so I came personally." Lu Chai said, "and I also want to go to the tomb."

"Is the injury still serious?" Xiao Lan held his dirty face with both hands.

"It doesn't matter, I haven't forgotten the words of Lord Ye Gu, I have to hurry back in three months." Lu Chai patted him, "Don't worry."

Seeing his swearing expression on his face, he was kind of cute. Xiao Lan leaned close to want to kiss, but was turned her head to avoid: "Get me some hot water first." His face was gray.

The hot water came, and the tub was behind the screen. Xiao Lan sat at the table, propped his head with one hand, and closed his eyes to listen to the dripping water. Naturally, he can see it, but after reading it, he doesn’t think he can see Liu Xiahui to his face without changing his face. Taking a step back, even if he can be a gentleman, the other person may not be able to—compared to himself, he seems even less Take that sickly and poisoned body seriously.

Lu Zhui came out wrapped in a single shirt, and got into the bed familiarly, "Come here."

Xiao Lan took a large handkerchief and dried his hair for him: "There has been some damp in this tomb recently, is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Lu Chai said, "I told my father, I will go out in three days so that he doesn't have to worry."

"What then?" Xiao Lan asked, "Senior glared at me again, treating me as a hooligan?"

Lu Chau smiled: "How can there be a rascal like you."

"Don't move." Xiao Lan squeezed his nose, "If you mess around, I'll go to sleep on the ground."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Xiao Lan wrapped him tightly with a blanket, and then covered him with a quilt, for fear of catching a cold.

Lu Zhui said quietly, "If you don't have any money at home in the future, you can go to Jiaxing Mansion to find a job for making zongzi, a good hand."

Xiao Lan held the person in his arms and said with a low smile: "I miss you."

"It's only three or five days apart." Lu Chase couldn't move, so he didn't move anymore. After a while, he smiled, "But...I miss you too." Chaosimu thought.

Xiao Lan looked at him sideways, leaned close and dropped a kiss on his lips.

Lu Zhui moved and put his hand around his neck. His voice was dumb and lazy, just a small complaint to his lover: "I'm tired."

"Go to sleep." Xiao Lan waved off the lights on the table. "It's very quiet and safe. No one can bother you."

Lu Chai replied in a low voice, and the whole person retracted into his arms. The breath around him is familiar and good-smelling, and the arms around his waist are gentle and powerful. Before he falls asleep, he is already an excellent dream.

Xiao Lan patted his back with his hand, listening to the sound of his breathing gradually calming down, then carefully let go of his hand, raising the quilt to gently wrap the person.

Only half an inch of red candles were left at the head of the bed, and a thin wick was picked up. The tears of the candles piled up into flowers, blooming brightly.

Xiao Lan combed his black hair inch by inch with his fingers. Lu Chai's hair was longer than his own, and it was as smooth as running water, and it felt good to the touch. He picked up a strand, twisted it with his hair, and knotted it.

Some childish behaviors were funny, but he trembled in his heart not too lightly, and he got married for a hundred years. When he thought of this word, this matter, his whole body was happy.

Lu Chai under the lamp is very beautiful, the swaying warm light adds a bit of blood to his face, and his lips are like a smile when he falls asleep. Under the slightly open neckline, he has a beautiful and flexible body. Only he can taste it. Over.

Xiao Lan let go, black hair scattered between his fingers, floating gently beside the pillow.

In the thin dreamland, Lu Chai was lazy and didn't want to wake up, but let the small kisses gradually fall on the lips of the temple.

He wanted to sleep for a long, long time. After five years of sleep, ten years later, they fell asleep at the age of two, staggering white heads.

It was a long night, and it was also a short night.

Xiao Lan said, "Little fool."

Lu Zhui pursed his mouth: "Yeah."

"It's time to get up." Xiao Lan stroked his profiled face with his palm, "Are you hungry?"

Lu Chai shook his head, closed his eyes and rubbed his face in his arms: "Dawn?"

"It's afternoon." Xiao Lan sighed. "How tired have you been these past few days? Why do you toss yourself like this?"

"It's afternoon?" Lu Zhui finally opened his eyes and said after a while, "I haven't slept much in these two days."

"I haven't slept much?" Xiao Lan supported his shoulders, "What's the matter, Senior Lu agreed?"

"My father can't control me." Lu Zhui stretched out, "Those who can control me won't come out in Mingyue Tomb."

Xiao Lan pulled up his clothes for him, covering the naked shoulders.

Lu Chai asked lazily: "Do you know how many people in the royal city want to see me?"

Xiao Lan slapped him under his waist neither lightly nor heavily, "Nothing!"

"I'm really tired." Lu Zhui sat up, still yawning. "Either running around the mountain road, or closing his eyes against the wall in the cave. It was rare to get on the bed last night."

"What did you do?" Xiao Lan puzzled, "Yue'erwan in the mountains?"

"It's Nuyue Country." Lu Zhui said, "You wrote a letter that day, and it just so happened that the people from Nuyue Country also found the door by themselves."

"Found the Commander's Mansion?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Yes, do you remember the little girl we met when we were in Wushuang City?" Lu Chai said, "Xiao Tao, the daughter of Lao Yao from Tofu Workshop."

"Naturally remember, why, she is from Slave Yue Kingdom?" Xiao Lan was surprised.

"Almost, she married a member of the Nuyue Kingdom, and that Nuyue Kingdom has a tortuous relationship with Mingyue Tomb and Madam Bai Yu." Lu Chai stretched out his hand and asked him to change his clothes.

From the beginning of Shu Yun's story, to the end of his guess about Mrs. Bai Yu. Lu Zhui recounted the matter roughly, and then said, "That's why I want to go to the tomb room again. There are some things that can't be produced by just guessing outside."

"So bizarre?" Xiao Lan thought for a while, "but it seems reasonable."

"I really want to go back to that era and see what the truth is." Lu Zhui sighed. "It's a headache to guess like this."

"The soldiers are in chaos, I don't allow you to go back." Xiao Lan squeezed his cheek, "I want to know what happened back then is not easy, God has left you alive."

"Fat?" Lu Chai shook his head, "My father has been sending people to look for him, Madam Tao and A Liu are also looking for him, but he seems to be missing."

"I haven't found it either. Senior Mighty Hand talks about it every day, saying that 80% of it is dead." Xiao Lan said, "but he didn't live so short."

Lu Zhuihe: "The scourge left a thousand years."

"But the so-called exquisite white jade statue, I haven't seen it in the tomb." Xiao Lan said, "A bead fell from the collapsed temple that day, can I ask Shu Yiyong?"

"I told them, let's take a look next time, but the possibility of knowing is unlikely. The ancestors of the Shu family never mentioned anything about beads, so he shouldn't have put them." Lu Zhui was a little bit distressed.

Yue'erwan is extremely high, and the Panlong pillow water emits purple auspicious clouds. It is the place where there is a mausoleum of the emperor. But there is only one low-lying ancient tree coiled around, and the sky is not seen all year round, and the Feng Shui is a bit frustrated.

In order to reduce the discouragement, the master of the Lu Mansion sent someone to build the temple, and Shu Yun was also one of the artisans. It's just that the temple has just been completed, and before the Bodhisattva is invited back, the enemy has already approached the city and can't take care of it for the time being.

"That temple has been empty for a long time," Lu Chai said, "At the end of the day, Shu Yun heard that Madam Bai Yu had died on the battlefield, with no bones left, only the news that the clothes had entered the Mingyue Tomb, and his heart was sad. The white jade statue was placed in the empty temple, trying to call her soul."

"Aren't you afraid of being taken away?" Xiao Lan asked.

"The craftsman who built the temple back then was Shu Yun alone, and the rest were poisoned by the owner of the Lu Mansion." Lu Chai said, "At that time, the Lu family had fallen, and the owner of the Lu Mansion was also missing. No one knows his whereabouts."

In order to bring the soul of the beloved back to the island, Shu Yun placed the jade statue in Yue'erwan, hoping that the owner of the underground cloak would understand what he thought. It's just that although the Lu family fell, the troubled times are still there. In the age of war and chaos, once you leave, it becomes a difficult task to go back to Yue'erwan.

"Many years later, the elderly Shu Yun also sent people here to find the whereabouts of the jade statue." Lu Chase said, "It is said that those people have been inquiring for a long time, and then they got a clue that they don't know the truth or not, said Mrs. Bai Yu. The statue of was taken by the Lu family into the tomb of Mingyue."

"So it's just ‘said’." Xiao Lan said, "It’s not a clue."

"It's better than nothing." Lu Chai got out of bed, "pack up and go to the tomb of Mrs. Bai Yu first."

The servant brought breakfast, Qingqingbaibai was very refreshing, Lu Zhui took a bite of the bun: "I can't tell, you lived a very delicate life alone."

"Do you want me to live a little rougher, eat meat and drink a big bowl?" Xiao Lan smiled and watched him eat. "It's not impossible. After we get married in the future, I will pretend to be a gentleman in one month and a bandit in two months. What kind of look you like, just say it is."

"Greasy mouth and tongue." Lu Chai wiped his mouth, "Let's go."

"Just leave?" Xiao Lan pressed him and sat beside the mirror. "My relatives are not as swaggered as you are."

"With you leading the way, are you afraid that others will discover that I won't make it?" Lu Zhui said quite confidently.

Xiao Lan took the comb and tied his hair neatly: "Others won't find you, but at least they should tidy up and show me."

I don’t have to clean up for you, and I’ve never seen any untidy clothes. Lu Chai walked out with his hands behind his back, quite a bit of a rogue look like Master Wen in the city.

After Mrs. Bai Yu's tomb was emptied, the guards naturally evacuated all the way, but all the way was unimpeded.

Lu Chai stood on the high platform: "Here?"

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand: "Hold tight."

Lu Zhui did what he said.

Xiao Lan pushed aside the mechanism again and led him into it.

The portrait remains the same, the bones remain the same.

Holding the Pearl in his hand, Lu Chai looked at the portraits one by one, and finally stopped beside the big ship that gave birth to wings: "Shu Yiyong said, this is the promise made by the ancestors of the Shu family to Mrs. Bai Yu."

"Promise?" Xiao Lan stood beside him, "Promise what?"

"At that time, the war was raging, and the swords were shining with blood everywhere. For ordinary people, not even an inch of land belonged to them." Lu Zhui said, "The ancestors of the Shu family promised Mrs. Bai Yu to build. A big flying ship, filled with grain, cloth, livestock and wine, will lead her to a worry-free life."

Xiao Lan took his waist, and the two looked up together.

It was a big ship with all the imagination, magnificent and lifelike, every detail was devoted to the painstaking efforts of the painter, and it was also an unattainable dream land for people of that era.

"Shu Yun naturally can't build such a magical ship, but he can paint." Lu Chai moved his fingers across the mural, inch by inch, "At least when he is painting, he should be peaceful and content."

"So until the establishment of the Slave Moon Nation, he still remembered this big ship, and told many people that rumors about the giant wheel pig iron wings would gradually spread in the world?" Xiao Lan said, "There is a dream to do, and it's pretty good. Great."

"As for this white bone, is it really a bat?" Lu Zhui squatted on the ground, "He was driven away by Shu Yun, and his whereabouts were unknown. No one cares about his life or death."

"Don't touch it." Xiao Lan said.

Lu Chai retracted his hand.

"It doesn't matter who he is, it's a dead bone in the end." Xiao Lan said, "I just want to find a living person as soon as possible."

"Anxious will cause chaos, why don't you panic. I've done it for myself, and my life is still long." Lu Chai said, "Don't worry."

"When did you learn fortune telling again?" Xiao Lan couldn't laugh or cry.

Lu Chai supported his arm and climbed up another secret path in the wall, but Yu Guang caught a pair of eyes.

...

Those are the eyes on the wall.

Lu Zhui breathed a sigh of relief, and the unsheathed Qingfeng Sword closed again, as if he had encountered a ghost.

"So there are portraits here too?" Xiao Lan was a little surprised.

In the corner by the underpass, there is still a picture of a person, in ragged clothes and respectful, kneeling on the ground, looking at Mrs. Bai Yu with both eyes religiously.

"Bat?" Lu asked.

Xiao Lan nodded.

"It's different from the portrait on the opposite side. The brushstroke is dark and light, and the ink is dark and light. It's not like it was made by one person." Lu Chai said, "One master, one apprentice."

"So here is Shu Yun painted, and the corner is painted by the bat himself." Xiao Lan said, "He puts his posture extremely low."

"At that time, he should not only worship Mrs. Bai Yu, but also Shu Yun." Lu Chai said, "That's why he didn't ruin the men in the portraits, and he placed himself in this corner for a thousand years."

"He hates the Lu family." Xiao Lan said.

"Naturally, he should hate the Lu family. Whether it is Mrs. Bai Yu, whom he admires, or his master Shu Yun, the ancestors of the Lu family have not left a half-heartedness, and they just treat it as a tool that can be used." Lu Chai said. "Even if it is my ancestor, I have to say that he is the initiator of this tragedy."

Xiao Lan said, "Ask another question."

Lu Chai nodded: "Say."

"What does Shu Yunxiu do with this secret path?" Xiao Lan puzzled?

Lu Chai with his hands behind his back: "Guess."

Xiao Lan smiled and said: "I don't guess. Looking at you like this, 80% of you have the answer. If you guess wrong, you will laugh at me stupidly. Why don't you give me a kiss?"

That's okay, Lu Chai turned his face sideways.

Xiao Lan just pinched his chin, but Lu Zhui frowned again: "Wait a minute."