The Yongwang Hall is located on the central axis of the imperial palace, not far from the princess's residence.

According to Linglong, they would first seal her in a coffin and then carry her to Xianyin Pavilion for sacrifice.

Xie Ling took a look at the map and found that there was an entrance to a secret room on the way from the Princess Palace to the Xianyin Pavilion.

The night was dark and the palace was exceptionally busy today, with people coming and going, and everyone with their heads down.

The palace roads were lined with palace maids and eunuchs holding white lotus lanterns.

According to Wei Zhao's custom, the road leading to Xianyin Pavilion for the dead is also their path to the afterlife.

Only by holding a lantern can her path to the afterlife be smooth and bright.

Xie Ling walked on the palace road with her head down.

Not long after she walked away, a eunuch grabbed her arm and Xie Ling narrowed her eyes slightly.

The eunuch held his stomach, looking anxious to urinate, "Good eunuch, help me take a break, I'm going to pee."

Xie Ling raised her eyes, looked at the princess's mansion in front of her, nodded, and took the lotus lantern from his hand.

The man was so grateful that he ran away as fast as he could.

After a while, the sound of ethereal and distant Zen music came from afar, accompanied by the low, shallow and mellow chanting of the monks.

The palace maids and eunuchs all half-knelt on the ground and raised the lotus lanterns in their hands.

From afar, the light shines brightly, like a galaxy with no end in sight.

The moon is bright in the sky, beneath the vermilion palace walls.

White paper money fluttered in the air, blocking all vision, and the lotus lights on both sides flickered.

The black coffin in the middle can be vaguely seen, almost blending into the thick night.

The surrounding area was filled with monks, some playing the suona and some chanting with their eyes lowered.

The sound of Buddhist scriptures was getting closer and closer, bringing with it a scent of Zen incense, and even a few pieces of paper money floated to Xie Ling's side.

We passed each other in a split second.

Xie Ling crushed the smoke bomb in her left hand.

In an instant, thick fog rose up, blocking all vision.

The suona sound stopped in an instant, and the palace servants shouted loudly, asking what was going on.

The monk continued chanting with a trembling voice.

Xie Ling crushed the drug in her right hand again.

This was taken from Tonghua City. I guarantee they won’t wake up.

Recite silently three times in your heart.

Xie Ling walked forward, took out the dagger in her arms, and knocked on the coffin nails.

The royal coffin has 108 coffin nails.

Xie Ling moved forcefully and quickly, and the skin on his palm was scratched by the dagger's beastly handle.

After pulling them all out, Xie Ling removed the Emei Thorn and used the lever principle to open the coffin lid.

Inside the coffin, Linglong was lying peacefully with her hands folded in front of her belly.

She had a light makeup on her face, bright red lips, gorgeous clothes, gold hairpins, and a thick necklace around her neck.

The coffin was spacious enough for five people to lie down, and was filled with precious and rare burial objects.

Jingle of pendants and earrings, step-shaking necklaces, crystal agate, gold and jade...

Xie Ling took a look and put everything into the space.

These are all royal treasures.

Linglong took a drug that caused her to fake death and was still in a coma, so Xie Ling put her directly into the space.

After coming out of the coffin, Xie Ling went to the princess's mansion.

At this time, there was no one in the princess's mansion, and all the palace servants went to carry lotus lanterns.

After lighting a fire, Xie Ling wrote a line of words with a burnt wood stick on the white marble square at the door.

"Hide everything in the secret room, and start the fire when you return."

The flames were raging, lighting up the entire sky.

The entire palace began to become chaotic.

Xie Ling came to the palace road outside the princess's mansion and walked back and forth on the floor tiles three or four times in a regular pattern. Suddenly, a crack appeared on the ground.

Xie Ling quickly jumped in.

The hole opened extremely quickly.

It closed in just one second.

Fortunately, she acted quickly.

Entering the cave, Xie Ling lit a candle.

The walls all around were rubbed smooth and delicate, like glass.

The soil on the ground was also very compact, and must have been walked back and forth by people thousands of times.

Thinking of the King of Qi who had been hiding in the secret room for more than ten years, Xie Ling became more alert and did not dare to relax.

Xie Ling didn't think about working with him or anything like that.

First, the King of Qi has no power at all, so there is no need to join forces.

Second, she did not trust the King of Qi.

So many years have passed, and the King of Qi has changed a long time ago.

How could a person who could poison his own niece be a good person?

Wei Xiuchu probably thought of this, so he didn't let Xie Ling bring King Qi out.

Xie Ling constructed a map of the secret room in her mind and walked slowly forward according to her feelings.

The late emperor gave half of the secret room map to Wei Xiuchu and the other half to King Qi, so neither of them knew where the real exit was.

That's why the King of Qi was trapped in there for so many years.

The map that Wei Xiuchu gave Xie Ling was also incomplete, but there was an exit near the Palace of Prince Yong.

Xie Ling planned to go there before going out.

In the quiet corridor, the night is endless, and the candlelight surrounds a small circle of warmth. There are only light footsteps and the occasional sound of dripping water.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xie Ling noticed something strange.

She pretended not to know and continued walking.

After a while, Xie Ling suddenly turned around, grabbed the man's neck, and said in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

Under the candlelight, it was a face that was pale and a little scary, covered with beard, hair growing to the ankles, and a pair of eyes as cold as pools, full of fear.