Lucky Star of Space on Farmlands

"My mother-in-law just told me that she had thought before that even if she didn't tell my father the news of my return, she should tell my grandfather, who loves me the most, how could I possibly get it..."

He shook his head, really scared. If the emperor really knew the news of his return, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him in the Ziyan Kingdom, right?

"Fortunately, the mother-in-law hasn't entered the palace yet, otherwise, this matter would really make a big fuss.

"Ah."

Lin Caisang chuckled and looked sideways at Sui Zimo.

"Husband, this Yinluqing is really capable. He actually regards his father as a mantis."

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind. This Yinluqing dares to cut off his own father's hair. What else will he not dare to do in the future?

"But the emperor of Ziyan Kingdom is probably not a good person anymore, Bai Qing, don't you think so?"

She looked at Yin Baiqing, wanting to see what his attitude was.

"My mother-in-law told me the same thing."

Yin Baiqing is still frightened by the news, but he also agrees with Lin Caisang's words.

If his imperial grandfather was really a good person, he would not keep so many poisonous corpses in the underground palace east of the imperial mausoleum. If all those things were released, how many people could be harmed.

"By the way, Sister Sangsang, there is one more thing."

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly became energetic.

"I just heard my mother mentioned inadvertently that there is a secret palace medicine in the Ziyan Kingdom called Saint Child Blue. It is a poison refined from the essence extracted from the mutated blue flower of the Saint Child Flower. .

I listened to my mother-in-law's description of the Holy Son Lan, and it seems... quite similar to the poison that you told us about your brother-in-law before.

I don’t know what the relationship is between the two? "

"Saint Son Blue?"

Lin Caisang's eyes suddenly lit up.

It would be great if this Holy Son Lan was really the poison in her husband's body.

"Why did you suddenly mention this Saint Son Lan?"

"Because the Holy Child Flower was planted in the North Underground Palace of the Imperial Tomb." Yin Baiqing said.

"I don't know the specifics. I just heard that the Holy Child Flower might be related to the poison that my brother-in-law was poisoned, so I asked my mother and concubine more, and then I found out that the Holy Child Flower grows in the North Underground Palace.

And that place is always dark all year round. Even the gardener who maintains the Saint Child Flower is not allowed to light oil lamps when entering the North Underground Palace. He can only rely on his own feeling.

Therefore, in the North Underground Palace, people often die due to being poisoned by the Holy Child Flower.

I didn't dare to mention the poisonous corpses in the East Underground Palace to my mother-in-law. I just asked my mother-in-law if people died often in the imperial mausoleum. Only then did the mother-in-law think of the Holy Son Flower and the palace's secret poison Saint Son Blue.

I estimate that those who died in the North Underground Palace were all brought under the East Underground Palace and turned into poisonous corpses. "

"North Underground Palace."

Lin Caisang looked at Sui Zimo.

"Why did the North Underground Palace pop up again? Zimo, did you see it when you went there?"

she asked.

Sui Zimo thought for a while and shook his head.

He only saw the East Underground Palace and the West Underground Palace in the Imperial Mausoleum. To be honest, he didn't even see the mausoleum where the royal family was actually buried.

"can not be seen."

Before Sui Zimo could say anything, Yin Baiqing spoke.

"These underground palaces are located on the Beishan Mountain behind the imperial mausoleum. It is said that the entrance is very secret. After the gardeners were sent in, no one came out alive. Anyway, no one in Mengyan City has ever seen it. The North Underground Palace Some people come out less often.