Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 550 Stunning
Soft to the touch, prints, water patterns, lines, etc., are handmade at first glance, and a single canvas gives people a vision of ingenious workmanship.

I really don't know who it is, who is it in this portrait?
She gently turned the portrait over, and when she saw the man in the portrait clearly, Ye Xiyue's whole body was as stiff as wood.

It was a man as beautiful as a banished fairy.

The corners of his bewitching lips reveal a half-smile, deep ice-blue eyes, half-closed lazily and evilly, and he is in a half-sitting posture, the natural domineering aura of a king is instantly revealed.

Even though Ye Xiyue had seen Huang Junye many times, she couldn't help being deeply amazed by such a scene.

Indeed, Huang Junye has such an ability.

Every time I see him, it always brings a sense of visual impact and surprise.

Such a portrait seems to have been secretly copied and painted by others.

Huang Junye is so powerful, who can secretly paint his portrait?

"How could it be...his?"

Why is Huang Junye's portrait hanging in the imperial tomb?

wrong.

It's not right.

This is not in line with Jin Yangguo's regulations.

Huang Junye is neither the crown prince nor the king, he is just the adoptive son of the Supreme Emperor. Logically speaking, even after death, he cannot enter the imperial tomb for burial.

But now, his portrait actually appeared in the imperial tomb.

This means that after his death, he will definitely be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

"Here, there is no portrait of Shangguan Lintian, but you are there." Ye Xiyue couldn't figure out what was going on.

Could it be that there is some ulterior secret behind this portrait?

Looking at the person in the portrait, Ye Xiyue found a big problem, "How come the appearance at that time is exactly the same as the one now, without any change?"

Although the paintings in this studio are not from the same person, although they are not from the same batch, they will not appear recently.

Let alone this portrait has been here for more than ten years.

In the past ten years, Huang Junye's appearance has not changed at all?

This had to make her a little unbelievable.

Her hand slowly caressed the person on the portrait, "Huang Jun Ye..."

Just when her hand touched his eyes, there was a 'snap' sound all around, and all the candles were extinguished.

Her vigilance suddenly increased, and her feet cracked open with a 'click'.

The body fell straight down.

Ye Xiyue couldn't help cursing secretly, why are there so many traps on the floor of the imperial mausoleum?
I don't know when it will fall.

The situation happened too suddenly. At the moment of falling, Ye Xiyue instinctively grabbed Huang Junye's portrait, and with a 'tear' sound, she forcibly pulled the portrait off the wall. Falling into endless darkness...

The feet landed on the ground, and the surroundings were so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

Ye Xiyue still held the portrait of Huang Junye in her hand, and looked up to the top of her head, where there was a square exit, which was exactly where she fell down.

She mentioned that she was about to leave, but unexpectedly, her ankle tightened, and a cold feeling came. She secretly groaned. Fortunately, her reaction speed was fast enough, and the other foot was not caught by the chain extending from the floor. .

But his left foot...was hooked by an iron chain, and he couldn't move, let alone jump up.

"What the hell is this place?"

As soon as the words fell, she only felt a faint strange fragrance in the air, her pupils were wide open, and there was poisonous gas in this place, she suddenly held her breath and concentrated.

(End of this chapter)