Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly froze: "No...you don't lack cleaning staff at home..."

"I am anxious that there is no shortage of people to clean, but I am afraid that those who clean in our house will greet you silently in their hearts every day when cleaning... After all, you have a good idea. If you put it into practice and work with the people, Have fun together, I guess you won’t have these troublesome problems!!”

Feng Chenglin said with a dark face: "...then...then forget it..."

If such a huge mansion were to be built, the people who would clean it every day would probably be exhausted!

With a smile, he took two quick steps and pushed the palace door, but there was no response.

Looking around, I couldn't find anything like a lock, so I couldn't help but scratch my head.

"Third Young Master, is there something like a mechanism on this door? Why can't it be pushed?"

He also had self-awareness and knew that being mechanical was not his strong suit, so he wisely took two steps back and allowed Ling Luoyu to step forward.

After Ling Luoyu tried to push, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, he looked in along the crack in the door, and then suddenly raised his right hand.

"knife!"

The old shopkeeper quickly handed over his dagger, followed the direction of Ling Luoyu's dagger, and looked at the crack in the door.

"Mr. Ling, you don't suspect that these... these two doors are tied from the inside, right?"

"How is that possible?" Feng Chenglin responded casually: "If it is tied from the inside, it means there is someone else in this room..."

Before he finished speaking——

"Click!"

A clear sound of collision came along the dagger, and it was extremely clear in the silent night.

"Three... Young Master..." Feng Chenglin tilted his head and squinted: "You... what did you get?"

Ling Luoyu turned the blade of the dagger: "It looks like it's a door latch!"

Feng Chenglin and the old shopkeeper instantly looked at each other——

"Fuck..."

"It really is……"

This main hall is actually bolted from the inside.

"Isn't it possible, Third Young Master?" Feng Chenglin pushed Ling Luoyu away and squinted his eyes to look inside: "How can this thing be tied from the inside? Is it a trick created by those who lived... a previous life?"

When the words "ancient ancestors" came to his lips, he changed them again.

Ling Luoyu tried it back and forth, inserted the dagger from underneath, and raised the door latch.

"Kaka..."

The sound of the door latch being grooved made Feng Chenglin and the old shopkeeper take two steps back at the same time, looking up at the palace door and surroundings with vigilance.

"This...what the hell is going on?"

"Who would lock themselves into the main hall...and leave the door bolt?"

"..."

Ling Luoyu's movements suddenly paused, and he suddenly thought of something. He suddenly let go of the dagger and turned around to look outside thoughtfully.

"Fat man, what can you see from here?"

Feng Chenglin followed her line of sight and was confused: "This... if it's close, it's these shark oil lamps, if it's far... it's the ruins!"

"Yes! Ruins..."

Ling Luoyu's dagger pointed into the distance.

"That place, the place of ruins... now it seems that it was a place where there was a fight, right?"

"……right……"

"It seems now that the ruins are facing this room..."

Feng Chenglin couldn't help laughing: "Third Young Master, don't you mean to say... that because there was a fighting there, some people hid in this hall and locked the door?"

"Theoretically... it's possible!"