There were not many people in the cold palace, so Qinghuan and Emperor Jingheng had been with him for three years, but no one noticed him. Even her female official aunt thought she just loved to run around and play. In the past three years, Emperor Jingheng's progress can be said to be rapid. Under Qinghuan's intentional teaching, although he could not hide his gloomy intentions, he was not much different from a normal person on the surface.

Because of Qinghuan's deliberate care, Emperor Jing Heng's body also stretched hard. Because there was plenty of food, he no longer looked as pale and thin as before. His face was as handsome as a crown of jade. The thin layer of cataract on his eyes made him look handsome and had a strange beauty.

But his eyes will always follow Qinghuan. To Qinghuan, Emperor Jingheng was just a pitiful child who was treated unfairly, but to Emperor Jingheng, she was the only sunshine in his life. How could a person who had been in the dark for so long be willing to let the sunshine leave his life from now on?

However, things in the world are impermanent, and the new emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty will not be able to sit for a long time.

On that day, Duke Ding led a million troops into the capital, overthrowing the rioters and swearing to regain the Great Wei Dynasty. The new emperor committed suicide and fired the palace with all his might. The raging fire burned half of the sky, and countless palace people screamed and fled. The place where they walked, the smoke was filled with smoke. The cold palace was uninhabited for many years, with grass and trees growing, and the fire was particularly huge.

My aunt was going to escape with Qinghuan, but Qinghuan refused. Emperor Jingheng was still below. If she didn't save him, she pushed her aunt away and asked her to leave first.

Emperor Jing Heng was standing under the cave, looking up at the entrance of the cave with his face raised. Qinghuan jumped down without hesitation. He was surprised and said, "Why are you coming down?"

"Duke Ding brought his army to in. The emperor died. Now that the palace is in the water, the fire in the cold palace is particularly strong. If I don't come, can you let it be burned to death?" She said as she cut the black chain with the sharp blade in her hand.

But I didn't see the boy above my head, with a thin layer of cataract, and his eyes were particularly soft. "If I could die with Qinghuan, it would not be in vain."

"What are you talking nonsense? Have you forgotten, have you said that you can't trap you here?" Qinghuan looked up and smiled at him. "This is the dagger I stole while the fire broke. It is said that the iron is as sharp as mud. I hope it can...ah, it's broken!" She threw away the chain in her hand in surprise, took Emperor Jing Heng's hand and wanted to climb out. She just brought a rope to tie it to the rockery, and now both of them can escape.

Emperor Jingheng followed her instructions in a good manner, first lifted her up, then she pulled the rope hard, and he climbed up himself.

He had been in this small cave for eleven years, and this time it was the real sight of the light of day again. Qinghuan hugged him happily, held his hand and ran away. However, Emperor Jing Heng's legs were not used for many years, and they were almost integrated with the iron chain, so he couldn't escape at all.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sound of swords clashing. Emperor Jing Heng's expression trembled and quickly pushed Qinghuan into the rockery. He blocked himself in front of him. Turning the mechanism, Qinghuan's figure disappeared instantly.

"...If I don't die, I will come to find you." Emperor Jing Heng said softly.

The people outside had already rushed in. Just when Emperor Jing Heng thought he would die, a man in armor suddenly separated the army, walked straight to him, and knelt down straight: "I pay homage to His Highness, Emperor Changsun!"

Because Emperor Jingheng's father had only been emperor for a few days, Duke Ding habitually called him the eldest grandson of the emperor.

Emperor Jing Heng looked calm: "Who are you?"

Duke Ding was surprised in his heart. The bastard said that the eldest grandson of the emperor had been trapped here for more than ten years. It was logical that he should have turned into a dry bone, but why was he still alive? How could a young man trapped underground pronunciation so clearly? Could it be that he was fake?

No, it is impossible. No one knew that he would force the palace today, and no one knew that the emperor and Changsun was trapped here. So Duke Ding believed it. He felt regretful in his heart. He originally thought that without the royal family of the Great Wei, he could be called emperor, but he did not expect that the emperor and Changsun would still be alive! Thinking of this, a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he still had to take care of the reputation of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism - who asked him to attack the Zhou family, using the slogan "benevolence, righteousness, and support the Great Wei"?!

Emperor Jingheng was very cautious and could never trust Duke Ding. He regarded Qing Huan as more important than his life, so how could he bear to let her go in danger? He immediately fulfilled Duke Ding's intention and followed him. But before leaving, he couldn't help but look at the rockery and said silently in his heart: "Wait for me, I will definitely come back to find you, wait for me."

But this parting lasted for nine years.

When the surroundings were quiet, Qinghuan walked out of the rockery and found that she had become a teenage girl. She looked at her hand in shock and looked back at the rockery. It was so strange... Didn't she just be pushed in by Emperor Jing Heng and hide it? Why did she become an adult in a blink of an eye?

Looking around, the surroundings were even more terrifying than she remembered. The wild grass grew wildly, the grass was growing everywhere, and the night owls cried from time to time. Qinghuan walked out, looked back and turned the machine, and the hole opened. The inside was no different from before, but the iron chain she had cut off herself had turned into a pile of rotten scrap iron.

It seems that it has been a long time since.

Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly heard footsteps. Qinghuan felt a trembling heart, afraid that he would get old if he hid in the rockery again, so he turned around and hid among the weeds half a person high. Under the cold moonlight, he heard footsteps. Two eunuchs were carrying long objects wrapped in black cloth, while another eunuch stood aside with a whisk in his hand, constantly directing: "Hurry, hurry up, walk over there, go to the dry well! Hurry!"

Soon they arrived at the dry well. Because the object was too heavy, the two young eunuchs accidentally let it fall. The black cloth fell down and a head with eyes closed was exposed. Although they were beyond recognition, Qinghuan still recognized it at a glance. It was the body of the female ghost Zhu Cai!

"Hurry, throw the person in and come back quickly. Our family will leave first!" The older eunuch left quickly after assigning the task.

The remaining two young eunuchs couldn't help but complain: "It's true, we asked us to do these jobs in the middle of the night! No wonder the old man said he was dead, he was so heavy."

"Shh! Stop talking!" An eunuch looked around and felt that the dilapidated place was really a bit creepy. "Who told her to offend Concubine Shu? Our empress finally asked the emperor to go to her palace. She didn't expect that she would get a little palace maid in the end?! You said, if she doesn't die, who will die?"

"Yes." Another eunuch nodded. "I can only say that she is not lucky. Let's throw people in quickly and leave quickly! This place is quite evil." As he said, the two of them raised their heads and raised their feet, throwing the body into the dry well. There was only a muffled sound coming from a moment later. The two looked at each other and quickly left this scary place.

After they left, Qinghuan got up from the weeds. She slowly approached the dry well. Before she got close, she felt a sense of resentment. Qinghuan frowned slightly, closed her eyes, closed her hands, and recited a few Buddhist scriptures silently. The dry well became quiet. When she got close to the moonlight, she saw that it was deep and she didn't know how many unjust souls had been buried.

It was the night when Zhu Cai died. Qinghuan had also seen many cruel and ruthless people, and even went to the battlefield to see what hell is called the human world. But this small dry well is inexplicably similar to the battlefield.

She sighed and saved the dead soul. When she turned around and was about to leave, she suddenly realized a question: How did she control the ghosts now? Thinking of her when she was on the Naihe Bridge, the ghosts in the Forgetful River seemed to be afraid of her...

Qinghuan became increasingly confused. She accompanied Emperor Jingheng for five years with the little girl's body, and then became a girl overnight. She didn't know at all what happened during this period. Thinking of this, she spread her left hand and the Cause and Effect Stone suddenly appeared, but it became much thinner and much smaller. Qinghuan watched quietly. After a moment, she understood, clenched her fists, and the Cause and Effect Stone disappeared instantly.

Last night, Concubine Ke Shu drugged Emperor Jingheng, but Emperor Jingheng avoided it. Not only that, he also favored Zhu Cai. Concubine Ke Shu compensated her wife and soldiers, but instead made wedding clothes for others. She was immediately envious and irritated her anger on Zhu Cai. Poor Zhu Cai was favored and died. Concubine Ke Shu ordered someone to fill the body with a dry well, which led to the incident when Zhu Cai arrived at Naihe Bridge later.

Why did time become so strange? Qinghuan didn't understand. But she vaguely felt that the change of time was related to her, but she still couldn't understand the truth in it, so she could only accept it.

Forget it, one day I will understand it, and I will not rush to this moment. The past has passed and the future has not yet come, so why bother to think about so much?

But... I am now in this way and I don’t have an identity, how can I meet Emperor Jing Heng?

I don’t know what the child has grown up now. Qinghuan thought.

As for whether her appearance has changed or whether it represents a special meaning, Qinghuan didn't think about it anymore. If the soldiers came to block the water and soil, would she still be afraid?

She quietly went to the room she lived in before and looked at it. It was originally the residence of the female official, but now it was empty and seemed to have been empty for a long time. She gently pushed open the door and walked in. The decorations in the room were naturally different from those before. The house in the past had been burned out by the fire - for others, it was nine years ago, but for Qing Huan, it was just an hour ago. The gap between the two was too big, and she couldn't help but accept it.

When she was in the palace, she had basically gotten familiar with the route, so she knew where the emperor's bedroom was, but Qinghuan didn't know how to go. She knew how to fly, and how to get to the Golden Palace where the emperor lived, and ensure that she would not be discovered by the guards on the way? Another very important thing is, can Emperor Jingheng still recognize her?
Chapter completed!