Chapter 298 Memory
The sun shone for a while in the afternoon, but now lead-gray clouds hang heavy over the palace, and there is not a trace of sunlight.
The usual dazzling golden glow of the glazed tile roof had lost its vitality, leaving only a dull grayness.
Outside the imperial study, people stood solemnly in front of the steps, and the vermilion lacquered door was tightly closed, isolating the inside and the outside.
Su Quan stood with his hands hanging in the shadow of the corridor, his crimson robe seemed to be dimmed by the gloomy sky.
As the eunuch who has accompanied the emperor for many years, he has long developed an intuition sharper than that of a raccoon cat.
In the past two days, Su Quan clearly felt that His Majesty's mood was as gloomy as the dome without sunlight.
He could tell that it was not a precursor to thunderous rage, but a deeper and more viscous silence.
Like invisible ice, it quietly condensed in every inch of air in the imperial study, and even the corridors outside the palace were filled with a bone-chilling chill.
From serving in the palace to now, this situation is extremely rare.
Su Quanyou remembered that the late emperor had also had this kind of frightening feeling when he vomited blood and fell into a coma in his later years.
Recalling some bad scenes, he couldn't help but shudder.
At this moment, he heard a few intermittent screams, which scared him so much that he turned pale.
The ignorant cicada!
It sounded like it was coming from the foot of the distant palace wall, or from the few old trees remaining in the imperial garden.
I had someone clean it up early in the morning, but I don't know where it came from.
The sound seemed particularly abrupt and sharp in the dead silence of the palace.
One sound after another, discordant, drilled into my ears, adding a bit of annoying sadness even more than in the summer.
Su Quan frowned, and undisguised boredom flashed across his eyes.
He walked quickly to the side of the captain of the Qingluan Guard who was protecting the emperor outside and gave him an imperceptible glance.
Without saying a word, two Qingluan Guards dressed in green tights and wearing goose-feather swords on their waists suddenly flashed.
His footsteps on the white marble steps were as light as a civet cat stepping on snow, without making any sound.
Their eyes were as sharp as hawks, and they instantly locked onto the source of the sound.
It was a solitary autumn cicada perched on the gnarled branches of an old locust tree twenty steps outside the imperial study.
I saw one of them stand up, use his toes to gain leverage on the corridor column, and move as lightly as a swallow.
In a flash, the guard's hand had grasped the tiny insect with the precision of an iron clamp.
With a squeeze of his palms and a push of his fingertips... the annoying hissing sound was instantly cut off.
The Qingluan Guard landed gracefully on the ground, still silently, wrapped the cicada corpse in a plain brocade handkerchief, and quietly put it into his sleeve.
Return to its original position and turn into a silent shadow again.
The whole process was clean and neat, and even the sound of wind raised by the sleeves was almost inaudible.
Su Quan lowered his eyelids and looked at the carvings on the closed door of the imperial study.
He took two quick breaths, then slowly walked back to the shadow of the corridor and stood there.
In the imperial study, Empress Qin Minghuang was looking through the report from Xuanji Guard.
More than 20 shops were sealed off for various reasons and about 300 people were imprisoned. All of them were shops controlled by Xuanji Guards and had connections with aristocratic families.
Qin Minghuang instantly understood the reason for doing this and couldn't help but clench his fists.
Someone intended to sabotage the imperial examination, which should have been the top priority at this time.
If it weren't for Yinzhe's sudden big movement, she wouldn't even realize that she had exposed such a big flaw.
call……
Qin Minghuang slowly exhaled and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
She knew that her heart was in turmoil.
But ever since she came up with that outrageous guess, she felt like she had something stuck in her throat and couldn't sleep or eat.
His eyes subconsciously turned to the north window, and he suppressed the urge to summon Lingduo countless times.
call……
Wait a little longer, wait a little longer...
The underground cage, the thick stone walls are soaked with years of coldness.
Only a few dim green shark lanterns on the wall could barely dispel the sticky darkness, casting a flickering halo like ghostly shadows.
This is the territory of Ling Duo, a captain of the Xuanji Guard, a place dedicated to prying open the chains in the deepest part of memory.
In the center of the cell, Tongtian Ma Anche was imprisoned on a black iron torture chair covered with dark red rust.
The fine steel lock was deeply embedded in his limbs and neck, leaving purple bruises.
The whole person seemed to have no bones, lying limply with his head tilted back weakly.
His eyes were wide open, without any spirit in them, only his eyeballs were trembling slightly uncontrollably.
His mouth was slightly open, saliva mixed with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.
A discordant hoarse sound came from deep in his throat, and his body trembled violently like a candle in the wind.
In front of An Che, a strange water curtain was suspended in mid-air.
As smooth as the finest glass mirror, with a faint blue sheen on the edges.
Ling Duo was standing behind An Che, wearing a tight-sleeved suit, almost blending into the darkness of the prison.
At this moment, his right hand was clasped into a sword finger, with a faint silver light condensed on the fingertips, which pointed at the vital point on the back of An Che's head.
His eyes were tightly closed, his brows were furrowed, the veins on his forehead were throbbing slightly, and he exuded an obscure and dangerous aura.
Since taking over An Che, Ling Duo has used the most brutal punishments to quickly destroy his will to resist.
With the help of Xuan Ji Wei's secret medicine, he locked up his vitality, and then began to do what he was best at.
What we are doing now is to forcibly break through the barrier of An Che's memory.
Salvage the deeply buried, forgotten fragments of memory from the chaotic sea of consciousness.
The mirror-smooth water curtain ripples continuously, like a deep pool with a stone thrown into it.
Blurred light and shadow, distorted colors, broken images...
It was chaotic, flashing, flowing and disappearing at a dizzying speed.
That was the complex torrent of memories that An Che was forcibly stimulated and hidden at the bottom of his consciousness, which was being accurately captured and sorted out by Ling Duo.
And now it has come to the most critical moment, suddenly!
The waves of the water curtain suddenly stopped, and all the chaos disappeared in an instant.
The picture became extremely clear, frozen in a quiet moment.
The full moon hung high in the sky, and the cold moonlight poured down silently, coating an exquisite courtyard with silver frost.
The back of a tall man is clearly reflected. He has his back to the picture and seems to be looking up at the moon.
One can see that his figure is tall and straight, with his clothes fluttering slightly in the night breeze, carrying an indescribable loneliness and alienation.
When the picture became stable enough, it changed again.
A burly figure suddenly rushed in, his face full of shock and anger.
He roughly blocked his view with his hands and shouted, ready to expel the person immediately.
The scene changed again, and An Che had already turned around and was being pushed away...
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