King Hui looked at the mysterious heavenly script and said, "Uncle Nine, what is written here?"
Lu Zhenzhi helped Fu Tong'er slowly down from the execution platform. He found a place to hide the blood-stained gauze that had been replaced. He came over to support Fu Tong'er and said, "Look for the maple tree roots. That's the entrance. Qixuan, don't you usually read books? There are Western characters on it."
"Western Region characters!" Fu Tong'er was slightly startled in Jiu Ye's arms. "I once heard Brother Su say that the Gui siblings had Western Region symbols on their bodies."
"Really?" Lu Zhenzhi leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You Yi carried you to my desk and tried to have sex with you? If Zuo Qianyu hadn't gone, who would you be?"
Fu Tong'er stumbled and was held steady in Lu Zhenzhi's arms.
"I, I, Jiu Ye, please listen to my explanation, I didn't..."
"I know you're resisting," Lu Zhenzhi said, biting Fu Tong'er's earlobe. "You plotted to give Princess Tingyang to Zuo Qianyu, and you and your group, including You Yi, were listening to those obscene noises at the door. You Yi has also become increasingly interested in you. Seeing that I'm not here, you want to push you onto the bed too? Is that what you said?"
"Brother Lu Jin, why are you..."
"My spies are everywhere, little one."
"Yes, yes, Dad."
Lu Zhenzhi: “…”
He was slightly startled, then couldn't help but smile, raised his hand, pinched Fu Tong'er's little mouth, and kissed her.
King Hui was searching along the ground for the maple tree roots that his ninth uncle had mentioned. When he heard Fu Tong'er calling "Dad", he first looked at the door, but found that the stone door was closed.
So the person Fu Tong'er was calling was the Ninth Prince.
Turning back to look at Fu Tong'er——
"Fu Tong'er, you're kidding me. How did the Ninth Prince become your father?"
When he turned around, he saw Fu Tong'er kissing Lu Zhenzhi...
"Cough... cough,"
Fu Tong'er heard King Hui's cough and gently pushed Jiu Ye with a shy smile on her face.
She was once again drawn into the man's kiss.
Lu Zhenzhi stroked her red face as if nothing had happened: "Qixuan, did you find it?"
At this time, King Hui saw that there seemed to be something in the burning brazier, so he grabbed a handful of mud and ash and threw it in, and the fire was extinguished.
Inside is a white crystal in the shape of a maple tree root.
"Ninth Uncle, is this it?"
Lu Zhenzhi turned around and said, "Press it."
Fu Tong'er: "I want to touch it too."
"Be good and don't touch me. Let Qixuan go." Lu Zhenzhi coaxed, then turned to King Hui and said, "Qixuan, hurry up! Don't dawdle!"
King Hui looked helpless. The Ninth Prince had truly given him enough. He reached out and pressed down on the roots of the crystal maple tree.
The next second, a door gradually appeared behind the flames.
Then it opened with a bang, extinguishing the raging fire.
The road that was originally blocked by the raging fire was suddenly clear.
King Hui and Lu Zhenzhi looked at each other.
Lu Zhenzhi kissed Fu Tong'er in his arms, held her body and walked towards the door.
When I arrived at the door, I found it was a ruin of the flaming prison.
Darkness cannot see the light.
With a bang, the door closed behind them.
Fu Tong'er snuggled closer to Jiu Ye: "Why is it so cold all of a sudden? Brother Lu Jin, where are we?"
Lu Zhenzhi asked King Hui, "Did you bring a fire starter?"
"Why would I bring that thing? Uncle Nine didn't tell me about this plan in advance. I thought you two were really arguing."
Lu Zhenzhi took out a night-shining pearl from his arms and illuminated the ruins here.
"See that crack of light up ahead? Qixuan, that's the entrance! Go push it open!"
King Hui also saw the crack and walked towards it. The closer he got, the more he felt the biting cold wind blowing in from the crack.
"It's almost summer and it's still so cold, as cold as a snowy day." King Hui walked over cursing and pushed the door open!
The north wind blew so hard that King Hui closed the door.
Fu Tong'er was also cold, but Jiu Ye took out a red fox fur cloak from behind and tied it on her.
"Qixuan, open the door!"
"Uncle Ninth Prince, I'm cold!" King Hui was so cold that his body shrank.
Like a concerned elder, Lu Zhenzhi threw one of his clothes to King Hui and said, "Put it on first! If you feel cold again, move around more."
King Hui put on Jiu Ye's clothes and opened the door again.
Outside was a long, deserted bridge, the ground thick with snow. Snow piled thickly on the roofs of two rows of houses, and a crow perched beside a chimney.
There was a cold wind and heavy snow, and there were a few red lanterns made of corpse oil hanging on both sides.
"Come on, Tong'er, the snow is thick, I'll support you." Lu Zhenzhi said as he pulled her cloak tighter.
The three of them walked in the secluded, snowy and deserted place.
"Is this the ground?" King Hui muttered to himself, looking at the place where there was no trace of human beings but houses were covered with snow everywhere. "Uncle Jiu, what are we looking for?"
"Tomb." The accumulated snow covered half of Lu Zhenzhi's calf.
Fu Tong'er's calves were completely stuck in the ice and snow.
Fortunately, Mr. Lu Jiu held her tightly and walked forward.
"Many years ago, King Ashika from the Western Regions came to our Great Yan. After Taizu met him, Ashika mysteriously disappeared." Lu Zhenzhi supported Fu Tong'er as they walked steadily forward in the snow. "This dragon tomb is very likely his tomb."
"Ashika?" Fu Tong'er thought for a moment, "My father also told me about it."
"Prime Minister Fu is telling you this? This is a matter of state." King Hui rolled the snow on the railing into a ball as he walked and threw it at Fu Tong'er.
Lu Zhenzhi raised his hand to block it.
"Qixuan! Don't be rude to your elders!"
King Hui made another snowball and threw it forward.
"Ninth Uncle, have you never had a snowball fight? Fu Tong'er is only eighteen years old. She is blind now. If she could see, she would love to play more than the younger generation."
Fu Tong'er said, "My father once said that Ashika was a very strange person. He admired the ancient dragon culture and even traveled around the world to spread what he believed in. In the end, he fell silent for some reason."
It was boring for King Hui to play alone, so he watched his ninth uncle steadying Fu Tong'er as they moved forward steadily in the snow.
The two of them are actually a good match...
She could accept everything that the Ninth Prince said.
This is not something an ordinary woman can do.
Lu Zhenzhi supported Fu Tong'er and said, "Lift your feet and get off the bridge."
Fu Tong'er is obedient.
Lu Zhenzhi steadied her and slowly walked down the bridge. Continuing forward, he said, "After King Ashika disappeared, there's a legend that he transformed into a dragon and left behind a curse. Whoever opens his tomb will gain his army and wealth."
"So," Fu Tong'er stopped, "Brother Lu Jin thinks that the Marquis of Dingnan is planning to take over this dragon tomb."
"Well, that's the current speculation." Lu Zhenzhi suddenly thought of King Hui. "Qixuan, stop playing around and catch up."
King Hui: I am not your child...
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