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Chapter 247: Night Exploration of Secrets (4)
He has already made such an expression, what else can Shuilong say, he can only act as if he didn't say anything, and he just understands in his heart.

The space inside the stone gate is very large, like a closed wing room, with an outer room and an inner room.There are only a few stone-carved tables and chairs and other furnishings in the outer room, which can be seen clearly at a glance, but they are somewhat similar to the furnishings and decorations of the temple guest rooms when they entered.When walking inside, Shuilong paused slightly.She felt a low breathing sound inside, this breathing was undoubtedly human's breathing - there was someone in the stone room!
Through a plain screen, Shuilong walked in silently.

The first thing she saw was the fragmented jade on the ground. This jade was white and of excellent quality.Even if it is broken, a little modification and polishing of each piece can become a high-quality product, which can be sold at a good price.But what Shuilong noticed was not the price of jade, but the shape of jade.Looking at the pieces of broken jade, it is enough to see that the original jade is huge and that the carved object is a human body.

When she walked further and saw the jade carving's head and face at a corner, she finally understood where her sense of familiarity came from.

I saw the jade-carved head and face in the corner, which was clearly the appearance of Queen Mother Huang when she was young.This jade carving was a birthday present given to Queen Mother Huang by Prince Qing on her birthday a few days ago.

Shuilong still remembers the strange expression on Empress Dowager Huang's face when she received this birthday gift that day.

It turned out that she really didn't feel wrong, Queen Mother Huang really hated that birthday gift, she hated it to the point of smashing it.

How can a person be so disgusted with the beauty of his youth?This is not normal at all.

Shuilong turned her head to look at Changsun Rongji, seeing that his eyes had just turned away from the jade carving head, and the eyes flashed away, obviously also seeing the source of the broken jade.

Things seem to be getting interesting.

Behind the jade head in the corner, there is a closed curtain, and the faint sound of breathing is behind this curtain.

Shuilong took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand and suddenly pulled the curtain aside.

What catches the eye for a moment is a hanging picture scroll, and the protagonist in the picture scroll is a person, a woman.

The women in the paintings are smiling, angry, crying or blank, with different expressions, but they are all beautiful and agile, with graceful figures.The people who painted these paintings can see that they are excellent painters, and they must have paid strong feelings when painting, otherwise they would never be able to paint such vivid works.

The face of the woman in this painting is familiar to Shuilong, she is the Queen Mother Huang, or she can be said to be the Queen Mother Huang in her youth.

Shui Long's gaze shifted, and she strolled into the world of the picture scroll, approaching the place where she felt the weak breath.

When she and Changsun Rongji walked there, their expressions changed for a moment.

This is the wall of the inner room. There is nothing on the wall except the dark red traces of blood and the huge iron lock.

A woman in disheveled clothes was hung on an iron chain.

Her head was half down, her long black and white hair covered most of her face, making it hard to see what she looked like.A light blue torn long dress could not cover her body, which was covered with dirt and blood. Horrific welts and burns could be seen on the exposed skin.Her legs were limp and limp on the ground, with an irregular limp feeling, which seemed useless.

When he was two meters away from her, he could smell the stench from her body, and he didn't know how long she hadn't washed her body.Judging from her exposed black legs, the time is definitely not short.

Shuilong and Changsun Rongji didn't speak for a while.

At this time, the lifeless woman suddenly moved, her movements were very slow and light, she just shook her head, and then raised her head slightly.

Because of her movements, her black and white intertwined hair was naturally scattered on both sides, only a few of them still covered her face, but it finally allowed people to see the outline of her face and her eyes.

Her eyes were numb and dim, as if it took her a long time to see the two people in front of her clearly, surprise flashed across her eyes, and then her eyes fixed on Changsun Rongji's face, motionless.

"You... ah... ah cough, cough cough cough!" Maybe it was too long without speaking, the woman opened her mouth and made a hoarse voice, her words were not clear, and in the end she felt so painful that she wanted to cough up all her internal organs.However, despite such pain, she didn't take her eyes off Changsun Rongji's face. She shed tears as she looked at her, and made a meaningless hoarse cry. She wanted to say something urgently, but couldn't. Clear words come.

"Huang Qingyu?" Shui Long asked suddenly.

From the woman's dark and dirty face, she could still see an outline very similar to Queen Mother Huang.

Shui Long's voice awakened the woman, she was stunned for a moment, then shook her head crazily, as if she wanted to say something too urgently, accidentally bit her own tongue, and scarlet blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

"Emperor...Emperor..."

A hoarse voice came out of the woman's mouth, as if she was trying her best to say something to Changsun Rongji.

Such a situation is a bit too weird, Shui Long vaguely guessed something, suddenly heard the slight sound of footsteps, and looked at Changsun Rongji, "Take her away first?"

Changsun Rongji drew out his Zhengrong sword, and slashed at the iron chains that bound the woman. With two 'pops', the iron chains were cut off.

"It's so sharp." Only now did Shuilong truly appreciate the preciousness of the Zhengrong sword.

Changsun Rongji raised his eyebrows, "I sent you off at the beginning, but you don't want it."

Shuilong smiled lightly, "Then I want it now, will you give it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Zhengrong sword was thrown at her from Changsun Rongji's hand.

"It's so easy to get, I really feel no sense of accomplishment." Shuilong said shamelessly.

Changsun Rongji couldn't help laughing when he saw her expression.Then seeing the Zhengrong sword thrown from her hand to herself again, the smile disappeared, "I don't want it again?"

"I'll let you keep it first." Shuilong said, reaching out to hug the woman.Did she know that Changsun Rongji has a slight obsession with cleanliness, although his obsession with cleanliness is a bit weird, it seems that this obsession with cleanliness doesn't work when he treats her.

Before her hand touched the woman, she was stopped by Changsun Rongji.

"It's so dirty." Changsun Rong said in disgust, and pulled her back a step.

When the woman heard his words, her eyes were dark and inferior, and she no longer stared at him, but looked away, tears flowing silently.It seems that he feels that his gaze will defile him.

Seeing this, Shuilong asked him: "Then what do you think should be done?"

Changsun Rongji said: "Hide yourself." Then he held the Zhengrong sword, flew up with a touch of his feet, and waved his palm to bomb the top of his head.

The loud sound of "rumbling rumbling" reverberated even more violently than when the stone gate was hit before. Not only was the ground shaking, but dust was constantly falling from the top of the head.

(End of this chapter)