I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

"No matter what, let's find the exit first." Luo Qianhuai suggested sarcastically.

Xue Wen, who had been silent for the whole time, nodded: "Although His Majesty's death was expected by us, it was too sudden for the ministers and the world. I'm afraid that the entire capital is under martial law at this time. It's better to go back as soon as possible." This will prevent further trouble.”

"I just don't know where we are now and where the exit of this tunnel is." Luo Qianhuai sighed.

"Now we have left Xijing and are traveling upstream along the south bank of the Wei River." Mr. Mo said.

"How did you know?" Luo Qianhuai couldn't help but ask, and soon he realized that he should have memorized the direction of the meditation along the way, unlike himself, who followed the system without paying attention at all.

Mr. Mo just looked at her deeply and didn't explain much.

The three of them walked for more than an hour, but there was no way ahead.

They were standing at the bottom of a dry well, with a ladder made of iron cables hanging from the wall.

Xue Wen climbed up first and carefully opened a small crack in the stone slab covering the well. Looking out, he saw that the sky was already dimming, but there was silence all around.

He pushed down the stone slab with force, looked around at the deserted area, then jumped out, and helped Luo Qianhuai and the others out of the well.

The three of them stood among the ruins and looked at their surroundings.

Luo Qianhuai was not sensitive to the direction. Apart from being able to see the rules here, which were definitely not something that ordinary wealthy people could possess, he could not distinguish other things.

On the contrary, Mr. Mo jumped up to the broken roof and took a look, and he had already come to a conclusion when he jumped down.

"This should be Fanglin Garden." Seeing that Luo Qianhuai and Xue Wen were both confused, he explained: "The imperial garden built by Emperor Gaozu for Cai Ji once raised many rare and exotic plants, birds and beasts."

Speaking of this, Xue Wen remembered: "Later Emperor Wen succeeded to the throne, Cai Ji and her son Liang Wang rebelled and were executed. Fanglin Garden was abandoned from then on."

"So this tunnel was built by Emperor Gaozu to protect Cai Ji and King Liang?" Luo Qianhuai felt that history had opened a dusty door of gossip in front of her.

Mr. Mo put his hand on Luo Qianhuai's head and took out a yellow straw stick naturally: "More than two hundred years have passed. Who can tell clearly what happened back then?"

"It's actually not important." Luo Qianhuai sighed and took a step back, avoiding his hand intentionally or unintentionally: "The important thing is that I am very sleepy and want to go back and rest."

"Fanglin Garden is located in the southwest of Anling City. It is better to go to Anling to rest for a few days before making plans." Xue Wen suggested.

Although Wuling is under martial law, it is only to prevent unrest during the change of emperor, and there are no restrictions on the entry and exit of ordinary people.

Luo Qianhuai was worried about something else. She thought about it carefully, and then told her directly about being framed and kidnapped for murder. She originally wanted to brainstorm a countermeasure, but unexpectedly, Mr. Mo suddenly turned cold.

"You said it was Luan Weiniang who deliberately framed you?" He read the name slowly, his eyes becoming dark and unpredictable.

"I don't know her name." Luo Qianhuai said: "I only know that she is Huo Yu's wife. I met her once before in Yiting. She didn't seem friendly to me at that time - Young Master, Do you recognize her?"

"It's an old acquaintance." Mr. Mo took a deep breath and calmed down a little: "I know about this. You go to Anlingyi to rest first. There is no need to worry about the rest. I will make arrangements for it."

"But over at Changling Yiting, I have to show up and make it clear to Mr. Xing." Luo Qianhuai insisted. She felt that Xing Ting was a rare good official, so her sudden disappearance must have caused him a lot of trouble.

"I told you, don't worry, leave the rest to me." Mr. Mo's hand later rested on her shoulder. Luo Qianhuai stopped, turned his head to look at him, and met a pair of extremely deep eyes. At this moment, there was only her figure reflected there, with her back facing the gradually brightening morning sun, which was rimmed with a layer of faint light.

But the person there now is her, and there will be others there before and in the future.

A slight astringency suddenly appeared in her heart, and she rejected him bluntly: "Master Xing understands the truth. As long as I go back and explain it clearly to him, he will not make things difficult for me and will also clear my name."

"I will solve this matter myself, so I won't bother you."

She wanted to break away from Mr. Mo's hand, but instead of letting go, he opened his arms and hugged her from behind.

Without the support of the system, Luo Qianhuai would not be able to push him away with his little strength.

Xue Wen disappeared without knowing when, not even a shadow could be seen.

Luo Qianhuai opened his eyes wide and stared sideways at him, but saw a faint smile slowly appearing on the corners of Mr. Mo's eyes and lips.

"Yin Yin." He buried his head in her neck. The plum fragrance was cold and his breath was ecstasy. Luo Qianhuai felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he could hardly stand.

Is it important to be good-looking? Luo Qianhuai, you are a qualified doctor educated by socialism with Chinese characteristics in the new era. You must not be dragged down by temporary beauty!

While silently reciting the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces in her heart, she said seriously: "Young Master, please respect yourself!"

But when the voice came out, it was indescribably gentle, releasing all the momentum that had been accumulated so hard.

"Yin Yin." Mr. Mo's voice also became very soft, sweeping past her ears like the wind: "If it weren't for you, I would have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts and thrown into a mass grave. Buried in the belly of the beast."

"So is this how you thank your savior?" Luo Qianhuai reached out to pinch his arm on her collarbone, only to find that this man usually looked yandere, but his arms were actually pure. Muscles, I can't even find a place to start.

"How do you want me to repay you?" The person behind him whispered: "How about I promise you with my body?"

"Master, please be careful what you say!" Luo Qianhuai said urgently: "I have already said that unless Aweng comes back, I would rather never marry!"

Mr. Mo sighed, straightened up, and slowly let go of her:

"It was just a joke."

Luo Qianhuai's back was turned to him, so he didn't notice that there was no smile on his face, but instead there was a bit of sadness.

"The news of His Majesty's death will soon spread throughout the world. Within a year, there will be no marriages among the people."

He's right. When Xue Wen found the carriage and came to pick them up, the continuous sound of death knells had already sounded throughout Xianyang Plains.

The bell was rung 30,000 times in memory of Emperor Yan Jia. At the time when the death knell was tolling, all the dignitaries, ministers, soldiers and civilians in the capital city all changed into bright clothes, took off all kinds of crowns and jewelry, and stayed in plain clothes for twenty-seven days.

Within one year, no parties, no entertainment, no marriage.