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Chapter 557 Sir?Or sister? [Thanks to "|Future|" good brother Baiyin League for the reward
Chapter 557 Sir?Or sister? [Thanks to the "future" good brother Baiyinmeng for the reward! 】
The underground palace of the imperial mausoleum, inside an extremely brand new hall.
The atmosphere fell into a dead silence.
A beautiful woman with autumn eyes with a purple sword floating on her shoulders.
A peach-eyed girl with a broken arm.
Also, there is a big-breasted female gentleman with snow-white eyes and a breezy wind lingering around the hem of his clothes.
Facing the new layout that is empty in the main hall.
Between the three women, the air froze a bit.
Zhao Qian'er choked her mouth, but in the end she still bit her lip, lowered her head, and didn't explode the out-of-control emotions that were stagnant in her chest to question Miss and Mr. Zhu.
The severed arm in his arms seemed to feel the strength of the girl's arms.
Blood dripped continuously and fell on the cold floor.
On the side, Concubine Zhao Ling's pretty face was tense, and she turned her head abruptly at the first moment, staring straight at the huge dragon coffin in the center of the hall with her clear eyes.
And Zhu Yourong's reaction was also different from that of the two daughters.
Her figure appeared in front of the tomb passage leading from the main hall to the apse in an instant.
At this time, the pile of rubble that had not been moved by her and the tall and thin old man had been cleared away.
And Zhu Yourong remembered that at that time, their spiritual sense detected a group of weak women in the apse, at that time they only knew that they were poor concubines who were imprisoned in the imperial mausoleum to be buried with the emperor.
But now it seems...
Zhu Yourong looked down at the faint traces of footsteps on the ground, and immediately raised his head, the wind swept under his feet, and his figure disappeared again.
Almost at the same time, in the side hall not far away, the figure of a woman in a Confucian shirt suddenly appeared.
Her snow-white and cold eyes scanned the surroundings...
After a while, Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er in the main hall saw Zhu Yourong returning empty-handed, her brows still frowning.
Doubts are hard to dispel.
The atmosphere became quiet again.
Xiao Qian'er said in a hoarse voice, "Miss, Mr. Zhu... Where is Brother Rong'er." She lowered her head.
Zhao Lingfei closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Zhu Youran also felt that something was wrong with the second daughter.
She mused: "Not long ago, Ziyu was in this hall, and I personally supported him to lie on the dragon coffin...here."
She walked to the clean dragon coffin, pointed to a location, and said in a low voice, "I suspect...that this matter is related to the imprisoned women in the apse next to it, and they...are gone too."
Zhu Yourong then explained to the two daughters what happened to the women in the lower apse and what she knew.
"But judging from the current signs...if these women, who have seen their identities in doubt, took Ziyu away first, then this main hall is so brand new that there is no trace left, which is somewhat unreasonable."
Zhu Yourong narrowed her snowy eyes, "Besides, there is no sign of them leaving outside the main hall...there are so many of them, and Tzuyu is seriously injured and bleeding..."
"It's as if it disappeared out of thin air in this hall."
She concluded in a deep voice.
Xiaoqian'er stood on the spot, bowing her head and being extremely quiet, but her fists under her sleeves were already clenched and trembling slightly.
Leaving the badly injured Brother Rong here alone... and leaving an unstable factor like a strange woman by his side...
Xiao Qian'er really wants to say something to this Mr. Zhu now.
However, at this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and pressed on Zhao Qian'er's hand who was about to raise her head.
It was the equally quiet Concubine Zhao Ling.
She stopped her maid in advance.
Gently pulled Xiao Qian'er behind her, then turned her head and nodded to Zhu Yourong, "Thank you, Mr. Zhu."
Zhu Yourong suddenly felt guilty.
She explained with an apologetic expression: "Miss Lingfei, Miss Qian'er, I..."
Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head, interrupted her explanation, and said with downcast eyes: "It's okay, Mr. Zhu, you have tried your best. As a teacher...you have done enough for Ziyu."
Zhu Yourong's body froze.
If it is not this snow-eyed Nascent Soul who comes here at this time, but the real body, then at this time, you can see her slightly shrunken pupils and slightly stiff face after hearing the words.
The latter sentence that Tzuyu's childhood sweetheart said just now sounded like consolation, but it was also like...
"Sister Lingfei, I'm sorry, Yubi's spiritual energy was exhausted at that time, I had to disperse the projection first..."
The demure and elegant female teacher of the academy in the past started to explain in a hurry, and even blurted out the words "Sister Lingfei" subconsciously.
Maybe it's because she subconsciously doesn't like the difference in generation between Ziyu and the women around him. After all, she has always been with Ziyu as a "confidant and friend".
This is how Zhu Yourong explained herself to the thought in her heart.
However, she accidentally said it at this time, she immediately stopped talking, and realized that something was wrong.
But it was already too late.
Before her eyes, Concubine Zhao Ling who was turning around suddenly turned her head.
"Mr. Zhu."
Three words.
The tone is a little heavy.
Zhu Yourong called her younger sister, but she didn't call her sister Zhu Yourong.
Concubine Zhao Ling will not be anyone's younger sister.
She is the elder sister, and it depends on whether she is in a good mood at the time, whether she is willing to nod to agree with a younger sister...
"You've already done enough. Qian'er and I will replace your husband. Thank you for letting you worry about it. As for the next step, let me and Qian'er come."
Concubine Zhao Ling's tone softened a little, as if the accent of the three words just now was just accidentally shouted out of desperation.
She looked sideways and motioned, "Qian'er."
Xiao Qian'er was silent for a while, then stepped forward and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Zhu."
Zhu Yourong was slightly suffocated for breathing.
Concubine Zhao Ling, who had always been very talkative before, and Xiao Qianer, who had vaguely explained to her not long ago, gave her a clear sense of xenophobia and isolation at this moment.
Let her become an outsider for a while.
This was obviously Zhu Yourong's avatar with snowy eyes and no heart, but at this moment she suddenly felt her heart twitch violently.
I don't know if the heart of the real body in the academy is hurting at the same time.
Zhu Yourong was filled with self-blame and heartache when Ziyu was seriously injured and disappeared.
It's like being cut by a blunt knife.
Zhu Yourong closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"I'm afraid not, Miss Lingfei, Miss Qian'er." She said suddenly.
Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er paused.
Not far away, Li Bai, who was stroking his chin and thinking about something, couldn't help but look sideways at the big-breasted female gentleman of the academy.
"I came here on behalf of the academy. The academy is also partly responsible for Tzuyu's accident. On behalf of all the teachers and students of the academy, I must find Tzuyu and bring him back intact."
At this moment, Zhu Yourong's expression had calmed down, and he said seriously to the two daughters.
After all, she is not the cowardly "congxin" Su Xiaoxiao, who ran away aggrieved or pretended to be cute with tears in her eyes when she met the "advanced predator" who possessed Zhao Lang.
She is Zhu Yourong.
The first-class scholar of Confucianism, Mr. Lanhua, who is loved by scholars and students of Linlu Academy, is also... Ziyu's close friend in calligraphy.
She, in fact, can also be an 'advanced predator'...
At this moment, Zhu Yourong and Concubine Zhao Ling looked at each other.
At this time, the atmosphere was a little strange.
Even a little... nervous.
At least Li Bai, who eats melons, thinks so.
In fact, as a bachelor, he couldn't see any sparks in the confrontation between the two women.
But the man holding the sword always felt that what the young lady and the big-breasted female gentleman of the academy said just now seemed to have something in their words, and they were testing each other's tricks or something...
Hey, the twists and turns between women are inherently tortuous and difficult to guess, not to mention the competition involving the same man, the complexity is simply increasing geometrically, and it has indeed become the most important thing in the world. The main storylines in the love story books between men and women are rich and colorful as one can imagine.
Li Bai sighed with emotion, feeling a little nerve-wracking.
This is because that brat is not here, the degree is so intense... The man muttered.
At this time, it seemed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
"Miss Lingfei." Zhu Yourong showed a sincere expression, and said softly and crisply: "The most important thing is to find Ziyu now. We have the same goal, and it is for Ziyu's good. Now there is one more person and more effort. What's the matter... Turn around Besides, don't delay any longer."
Concubine Zhao Ling was quiet for a while.
Then nod.
But before turning her head, she gave Zhu Yourong a meaningful look in her eyes.
After finishing speaking, the woman in Confucian shirt raised her jade hand, brushed back a stray strand of hair, revealing half of her curvaceous side face.
Zhu Yourong smiled gently at her.
Concubine Zhao Ling seemed to... feel a certain kind of coercive temperament of the same kind.
Although it was only a short delay, everyone didn't dare to delay any longer, worrying about the business of looking for Zhao Rong.
As for the turmoil just now, apart from the little Qian'er who liked to externalize her emotions, Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong acted as if nothing had happened.
Zhu Yourong said: "Check the hall again."
Zhao Lingfei nodded, and suddenly took the initiative to walk towards the huge dragon coffin in the center of the hall.
Zhu Yourong and Zhao Qian'er quickly checked other places in the hall.
Concubine Zhao Ling directly opened the dragon coffin. From the moment she entered, she always felt that there was something faintly attracting her in this dragon coffin.
And looking at the faces of other people, it seems that there is no such situation, and I don't know if it is her hallucination.
After Zhao Lingfei opened the coffin lid, she saw a small tripod inside.
Made of bronze, square, with four legs and two ears.
Other than that, it's empty.
In the dragon coffin that was supposed to contain the corpse of a human emperor, there was only a strange bronze tripod.
It is strange.
Concubine Zhao Ling's autumn eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly reached out her hand.
She suddenly felt an urge to reach out and touch the cauldron.
This impulse is very light, but it has an original attraction.
It was like a vague call that had been buried in dreams since I was a child, and suddenly remembered when I was insomnia at night when I grew up.
In fact, ever since Concubine Zhao Ling came to this mountain of offering sacrifices to the moon, she had already had signs of this feeling.
It's just that her heart was all on her husband before, and she didn't pay attention to these things.
But right now, she was standing in front of the coffin with her head bowed, and there was a bronze tripod quietly lying in the empty coffin.
It's just around the corner.
Concubine Zhao Ling's erratic fingers reached out, and the two fingers formed by the middle finger and the index finger were about to touch the body of the tripod.
"Miss, I think... I seem to know where our uncle is."
When Concubine Zhao Ling woke up, she was a little startled, and suddenly withdrew her fingers.
In the end, she still didn't touch the small cauldron inside the coffin.
In the main hall, Zhao Lingfei and the three daughters looked back, and it was Li Bai.
This sword-holding man who had been ignored by them all this time.
The expression on his face at this moment...was a little weird.
The three girls were startled.
Zhao Qian'er: "Uncle Bai, you know? Tell me quickly!"
Concubine Zhao Ling: "Say it quickly!"
Zhu Yourong: "How do you say that?"
Li Bai leaned back slightly and blinked.
……
----
PS: Thanks to "|Wei, Lai|" good brother Baiyinmeng for the reward! ! !Jian Niang's first Silver Alliance was simply too fierce.
There is actually a Silver Alliance in Benpujie, can you believe it? QQ
Kekeke, not much to say, Xiaorong is now a code word machine with no emotions, go for it!
(End of this chapter)
The underground palace of the imperial mausoleum, inside an extremely brand new hall.
The atmosphere fell into a dead silence.
A beautiful woman with autumn eyes with a purple sword floating on her shoulders.
A peach-eyed girl with a broken arm.
Also, there is a big-breasted female gentleman with snow-white eyes and a breezy wind lingering around the hem of his clothes.
Facing the new layout that is empty in the main hall.
Between the three women, the air froze a bit.
Zhao Qian'er choked her mouth, but in the end she still bit her lip, lowered her head, and didn't explode the out-of-control emotions that were stagnant in her chest to question Miss and Mr. Zhu.
The severed arm in his arms seemed to feel the strength of the girl's arms.
Blood dripped continuously and fell on the cold floor.
On the side, Concubine Zhao Ling's pretty face was tense, and she turned her head abruptly at the first moment, staring straight at the huge dragon coffin in the center of the hall with her clear eyes.
And Zhu Yourong's reaction was also different from that of the two daughters.
Her figure appeared in front of the tomb passage leading from the main hall to the apse in an instant.
At this time, the pile of rubble that had not been moved by her and the tall and thin old man had been cleared away.
And Zhu Yourong remembered that at that time, their spiritual sense detected a group of weak women in the apse, at that time they only knew that they were poor concubines who were imprisoned in the imperial mausoleum to be buried with the emperor.
But now it seems...
Zhu Yourong looked down at the faint traces of footsteps on the ground, and immediately raised his head, the wind swept under his feet, and his figure disappeared again.
Almost at the same time, in the side hall not far away, the figure of a woman in a Confucian shirt suddenly appeared.
Her snow-white and cold eyes scanned the surroundings...
After a while, Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er in the main hall saw Zhu Yourong returning empty-handed, her brows still frowning.
Doubts are hard to dispel.
The atmosphere became quiet again.
Xiao Qian'er said in a hoarse voice, "Miss, Mr. Zhu... Where is Brother Rong'er." She lowered her head.
Zhao Lingfei closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Zhu Youran also felt that something was wrong with the second daughter.
She mused: "Not long ago, Ziyu was in this hall, and I personally supported him to lie on the dragon coffin...here."
She walked to the clean dragon coffin, pointed to a location, and said in a low voice, "I suspect...that this matter is related to the imprisoned women in the apse next to it, and they...are gone too."
Zhu Yourong then explained to the two daughters what happened to the women in the lower apse and what she knew.
"But judging from the current signs...if these women, who have seen their identities in doubt, took Ziyu away first, then this main hall is so brand new that there is no trace left, which is somewhat unreasonable."
Zhu Yourong narrowed her snowy eyes, "Besides, there is no sign of them leaving outside the main hall...there are so many of them, and Tzuyu is seriously injured and bleeding..."
"It's as if it disappeared out of thin air in this hall."
She concluded in a deep voice.
Xiaoqian'er stood on the spot, bowing her head and being extremely quiet, but her fists under her sleeves were already clenched and trembling slightly.
Leaving the badly injured Brother Rong here alone... and leaving an unstable factor like a strange woman by his side...
Xiao Qian'er really wants to say something to this Mr. Zhu now.
However, at this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and pressed on Zhao Qian'er's hand who was about to raise her head.
It was the equally quiet Concubine Zhao Ling.
She stopped her maid in advance.
Gently pulled Xiao Qian'er behind her, then turned her head and nodded to Zhu Yourong, "Thank you, Mr. Zhu."
Zhu Yourong suddenly felt guilty.
She explained with an apologetic expression: "Miss Lingfei, Miss Qian'er, I..."
Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head, interrupted her explanation, and said with downcast eyes: "It's okay, Mr. Zhu, you have tried your best. As a teacher...you have done enough for Ziyu."
Zhu Yourong's body froze.
If it is not this snow-eyed Nascent Soul who comes here at this time, but the real body, then at this time, you can see her slightly shrunken pupils and slightly stiff face after hearing the words.
The latter sentence that Tzuyu's childhood sweetheart said just now sounded like consolation, but it was also like...
"Sister Lingfei, I'm sorry, Yubi's spiritual energy was exhausted at that time, I had to disperse the projection first..."
The demure and elegant female teacher of the academy in the past started to explain in a hurry, and even blurted out the words "Sister Lingfei" subconsciously.
Maybe it's because she subconsciously doesn't like the difference in generation between Ziyu and the women around him. After all, she has always been with Ziyu as a "confidant and friend".
This is how Zhu Yourong explained herself to the thought in her heart.
However, she accidentally said it at this time, she immediately stopped talking, and realized that something was wrong.
But it was already too late.
Before her eyes, Concubine Zhao Ling who was turning around suddenly turned her head.
"Mr. Zhu."
Three words.
The tone is a little heavy.
Zhu Yourong called her younger sister, but she didn't call her sister Zhu Yourong.
Concubine Zhao Ling will not be anyone's younger sister.
She is the elder sister, and it depends on whether she is in a good mood at the time, whether she is willing to nod to agree with a younger sister...
"You've already done enough. Qian'er and I will replace your husband. Thank you for letting you worry about it. As for the next step, let me and Qian'er come."
Concubine Zhao Ling's tone softened a little, as if the accent of the three words just now was just accidentally shouted out of desperation.
She looked sideways and motioned, "Qian'er."
Xiao Qian'er was silent for a while, then stepped forward and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Zhu."
Zhu Yourong was slightly suffocated for breathing.
Concubine Zhao Ling, who had always been very talkative before, and Xiao Qianer, who had vaguely explained to her not long ago, gave her a clear sense of xenophobia and isolation at this moment.
Let her become an outsider for a while.
This was obviously Zhu Yourong's avatar with snowy eyes and no heart, but at this moment she suddenly felt her heart twitch violently.
I don't know if the heart of the real body in the academy is hurting at the same time.
Zhu Yourong was filled with self-blame and heartache when Ziyu was seriously injured and disappeared.
It's like being cut by a blunt knife.
Zhu Yourong closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"I'm afraid not, Miss Lingfei, Miss Qian'er." She said suddenly.
Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er paused.
Not far away, Li Bai, who was stroking his chin and thinking about something, couldn't help but look sideways at the big-breasted female gentleman of the academy.
"I came here on behalf of the academy. The academy is also partly responsible for Tzuyu's accident. On behalf of all the teachers and students of the academy, I must find Tzuyu and bring him back intact."
At this moment, Zhu Yourong's expression had calmed down, and he said seriously to the two daughters.
After all, she is not the cowardly "congxin" Su Xiaoxiao, who ran away aggrieved or pretended to be cute with tears in her eyes when she met the "advanced predator" who possessed Zhao Lang.
She is Zhu Yourong.
The first-class scholar of Confucianism, Mr. Lanhua, who is loved by scholars and students of Linlu Academy, is also... Ziyu's close friend in calligraphy.
She, in fact, can also be an 'advanced predator'...
At this moment, Zhu Yourong and Concubine Zhao Ling looked at each other.
At this time, the atmosphere was a little strange.
Even a little... nervous.
At least Li Bai, who eats melons, thinks so.
In fact, as a bachelor, he couldn't see any sparks in the confrontation between the two women.
But the man holding the sword always felt that what the young lady and the big-breasted female gentleman of the academy said just now seemed to have something in their words, and they were testing each other's tricks or something...
Hey, the twists and turns between women are inherently tortuous and difficult to guess, not to mention the competition involving the same man, the complexity is simply increasing geometrically, and it has indeed become the most important thing in the world. The main storylines in the love story books between men and women are rich and colorful as one can imagine.
Li Bai sighed with emotion, feeling a little nerve-wracking.
This is because that brat is not here, the degree is so intense... The man muttered.
At this time, it seemed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
"Miss Lingfei." Zhu Yourong showed a sincere expression, and said softly and crisply: "The most important thing is to find Ziyu now. We have the same goal, and it is for Ziyu's good. Now there is one more person and more effort. What's the matter... Turn around Besides, don't delay any longer."
Concubine Zhao Ling was quiet for a while.
Then nod.
But before turning her head, she gave Zhu Yourong a meaningful look in her eyes.
After finishing speaking, the woman in Confucian shirt raised her jade hand, brushed back a stray strand of hair, revealing half of her curvaceous side face.
Zhu Yourong smiled gently at her.
Concubine Zhao Ling seemed to... feel a certain kind of coercive temperament of the same kind.
Although it was only a short delay, everyone didn't dare to delay any longer, worrying about the business of looking for Zhao Rong.
As for the turmoil just now, apart from the little Qian'er who liked to externalize her emotions, Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong acted as if nothing had happened.
Zhu Yourong said: "Check the hall again."
Zhao Lingfei nodded, and suddenly took the initiative to walk towards the huge dragon coffin in the center of the hall.
Zhu Yourong and Zhao Qian'er quickly checked other places in the hall.
Concubine Zhao Ling directly opened the dragon coffin. From the moment she entered, she always felt that there was something faintly attracting her in this dragon coffin.
And looking at the faces of other people, it seems that there is no such situation, and I don't know if it is her hallucination.
After Zhao Lingfei opened the coffin lid, she saw a small tripod inside.
Made of bronze, square, with four legs and two ears.
Other than that, it's empty.
In the dragon coffin that was supposed to contain the corpse of a human emperor, there was only a strange bronze tripod.
It is strange.
Concubine Zhao Ling's autumn eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly reached out her hand.
She suddenly felt an urge to reach out and touch the cauldron.
This impulse is very light, but it has an original attraction.
It was like a vague call that had been buried in dreams since I was a child, and suddenly remembered when I was insomnia at night when I grew up.
In fact, ever since Concubine Zhao Ling came to this mountain of offering sacrifices to the moon, she had already had signs of this feeling.
It's just that her heart was all on her husband before, and she didn't pay attention to these things.
But right now, she was standing in front of the coffin with her head bowed, and there was a bronze tripod quietly lying in the empty coffin.
It's just around the corner.
Concubine Zhao Ling's erratic fingers reached out, and the two fingers formed by the middle finger and the index finger were about to touch the body of the tripod.
"Miss, I think... I seem to know where our uncle is."
When Concubine Zhao Ling woke up, she was a little startled, and suddenly withdrew her fingers.
In the end, she still didn't touch the small cauldron inside the coffin.
In the main hall, Zhao Lingfei and the three daughters looked back, and it was Li Bai.
This sword-holding man who had been ignored by them all this time.
The expression on his face at this moment...was a little weird.
The three girls were startled.
Zhao Qian'er: "Uncle Bai, you know? Tell me quickly!"
Concubine Zhao Ling: "Say it quickly!"
Zhu Yourong: "How do you say that?"
Li Bai leaned back slightly and blinked.
……
----
PS: Thanks to "|Wei, Lai|" good brother Baiyinmeng for the reward! ! !Jian Niang's first Silver Alliance was simply too fierce.
There is actually a Silver Alliance in Benpujie, can you believe it? QQ
Kekeke, not much to say, Xiaorong is now a code word machine with no emotions, go for it!
(End of this chapter)
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