Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 442 Wait for me
In terms of business experience, she was not good at it.

Even when opening a ready-made clothing store, the design of the clothes is also copied from later generations.

Apart from the ready-to-wear shop, Su Yixin can't think of any other suitable business for the time being.

It's also a good idea to eat and drink enough.

However, since she has become a shareholder of the Tian family, there is no need to grab her own business.

Just when Su Yixin didn't know how to make a decision, Gu Qingjue suddenly walked over and showed Su Yixin the letter in his hand.

"Zhao Yunliang just left for the Imperial Tomb?"

A few days ago, when Zhao Yunliang went to court, Gu Qingjue told her about the yin and yang umbrella he was holding up when he came back.

For a living person, when it was dark, Su Yixin had to think more about holding that umbrella with a black face.

It wasn't just Su Yixin who was thinking too much.

Gu Qingjue must also have doubts, otherwise people would not be keeping a close eye on Zhao's residence. The news came as soon as Zhao Yunliang left.

After reading it, Su Yixin returned the letter to Gu Qingjue, and expressed the doubts in her heart: "It's been a few days since Zhao Yunliang went to court, and I thought that the officials would allow him to go to the imperial mausoleum, so I would leave immediately. I just waited a few days before going out. Why?"

Gu Qingjue took advantage of the situation and sat on the warm couch, took off his shoes, leaned on the side table, and couldn't figure it out for a while.

Su Yixin switched legs crossed, and moved her butt closer to the table on the warm couch.Then analyze: "Could it be waiting for some special day, but today is Qixi Festival!"

Zhao Yunliang went to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to his father, not to meet his lover privately, and he specially chose Qixi Festival to go out.

Gu Qingjue frowned suddenly.

"Didn't Cousin Xingyu say last time that there is Xuanbingyu in the Imperial Mausoleum?"

"Do you suspect that Zhao Yunliang went to the imperial mausoleum for Xuanbingyu?" Su Yixin took a deep breath: "If it is really for Xuanbingyu, then the Yinhuo Gourd must be in his hands."

Zhao Yunliang is an ordinary person, it is impossible to steal the Yinhuo gourd in the palace.

It means that there are experts around him, or there are monsters and ghosts.

"These are just speculations."

However, this guess is currently the most reliable. The Ghost Festival is about to come, and the gate of hell is wide open.

The imperial mausoleum will not be peaceful either.

It is most suitable for ghosts and ghosts to fish in troubled waters.

The yin and yang umbrella in Zhao Yunliang's hand is the most popular among ghosts in the upcoming Zhongyuan Festival.

If ghosts were stolen from the palace and could make deals with ghosts, the yin and yang umbrella in Zhao Yunliang's hand would be a great temptation.

After all, with it, ghosts can walk freely in the world.

Speaking of this, Gu Qingjue put his finger and index finger to his lips, and made a crisp whistle towards the window, which could be transmitted far with internal force.

The whistle fell, and after about half a stick of incense, the male falcon appeared.

Gu Qingjue just folded the written note and stuffed it into the special bamboo tube between the male falcon's legs: "Send this letter to Xingjun Maoze quickly."

Baili Xingyu has information gap with them.

He didn't know that Zhao Yunliang had a yin and yang umbrella, so even if Zhao Yunliang went to the imperial mausoleum at this juncture, and Baili Xingyu sent someone to watch him, he wouldn't necessarily suspect Zhao Yunliang.

After all, Zhao Yunliang's reason was sufficient.

He went to the imperial mausoleum openly and aboveboard.

After receiving Gu Qingjue's letter, Baili Xingyu immediately took Pan Yi'an to sit in the imperial mausoleum in person.

When Zhao Yunliang came to the imperial tomb with Wu Mian, Baili Xingyu and Pan Yi'an had already entered the imperial tomb, using the highest building of the imperial tomb as the eye of the formation, laying out layers of formations.

As long as there are monsters and ghosts approaching, the formation will be triggered.

Everything is arranged properly, and it is almost midnight.

Zhao Yunliang's carriage wobbled and arrived at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.

Don't think that the imperial tombs are piles of hills.

In fact, it's magnificent.

Not only stylish, but also very large.

The mausoleums of Taizu, Taizong, and Zhenzong all have the same layout. They all face south and are composed of four parts: the upper palace, the palace city, the underground palace and the lower palace.

There are also monasteries, temples and palaces built around the cemetery.

Because Zhao Yunliang came to pay homage to the Eight Great Kings who had passed away, the place where Baili Xingyu and Pan Yi'an guarded was Yongding Mausoleum.

Here are the tombs of the first emperor Song Zhenzong, his three queens, and some ministers buried with him.

After the death of the Eight Great Kings, they were also placed in the Yongding Mausoleum.

"Master, it's getting late now, let's rest in the palace for one night, and then go to worship the prince tomorrow."

"Alright! Then go to the palace first."

Zhao Yunliang wanted to say, I used to be active at night, and now I will be in good spirits.

But since he came to the imperial mausoleum under the pretext of worshiping his father, everything has to be done according to the rules.

Wait until dawn tomorrow, and then go to worship.

So the group rested.

Baili Xingyu and Pan Yi'an have been guarding the high place of the imperial mausoleum. Seeing the moon set, the formation has not moved at all.

Pan Yi'an said: "Could it be that our thinking is wrong, that he simply came to worship the Eight Great Kings?"

"It's hard to say now, anyway, the ultimate goal of the person who stole the Yinhuo Gourd should be the Xuanbingyu from the imperial mausoleum. Regardless of whether it is him or not, we will guard it here for the time being."

Pan Yian nodded.

That's the reason!
Then guard, anyway, with the two of them here, even if the devil came, it would be impossible to sneak into the imperial mausoleum quietly.

If it weren't for Qixi Festival today.

Su Yixin probably couldn't bear it anymore, so she also ran to the imperial mausoleum to join in the fun.

Isn't this Gu Qingjue's refusal to leave?

After processing the letter, Gu Qingjue took her to sit on the swing under the grapevine.

"Sit here and wait for me."

Su Yixin looked serious on the surface, but what she was thinking in her heart was: Xiao Mian, I'll just wait here and see what tricks you can come up with.

Gu Qingjue returned to the bedroom.

The bedroom was pitch black, no lights were turned on, and no movement was heard.

Su Yixin was quite calm at first.

But Gu Qingjue went in for a while, but still didn't come out.

No, what are you doing, so mysterious.

Su Yixin waited patiently for another quarter of an hour, but there was still no sound from the bedroom.

Even the faint sound of breathing.

Su Yixin waited happily from the beginning, but in the end it turned into worry.

Worried about Gu Qingjue's physical problems, she fainted in the bedroom. Thinking of this possibility, Su Yixin suddenly panicked, flew down from the swing, and was swept into the bedroom like the wind.

"Ziyuan."

However, when she entered the bedroom, the originally dark bedroom suddenly lit up.

There were flowers all around, and Gu Qingjue stood in the middle with a smile on his face, looking at Su Yixin.

Seeing Gu Qingjue standing here properly, Su Yixin's flustered heart just now still hasn't calmed down.

Su Yixin ran over and hugged Gu Qingjue tightly.

"Just now, I didn't hear your breathing!"

"Well, I was thinking, when will you rush in!"

Su Yixin pressed her face against Gu Qingjue's throbbing chest, and frowned: "So, did you do it on purpose just now?"

(End of this chapter)