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The warships had plenty of fuel, but they couldn't move. The group looked at each other, once again despising the previous dynasty's tricks. Couldn't the Lan family be more straightforward and cause less trouble for future generations?

"Emperor's Sword! Didn't Lan Jingyang say that the Emperor's Sword and the Nine Provinces Map are indispensable?" Feng Qingchen's eyes lit up, and he immediately handed the Emperor's Sword in the smart medical bag to the Ninth Uncle: "Try the Emperor's Sword and see if it works."

"Hmm." The Ninth Prince took the sword in his hand, and his fingers gently brushed across the sword, but he did not move. Lan Jingyang also said that the most important thing would only be told to him after he recovered from his illness, but unfortunately they could not wait any longer.

Feng Qingchen did not urge them, and sat quietly on the deck with everyone else, thinking about various possibilities...

After all, they are not descendants of the Lan family, and the Ninth Prince can only enter the first four floors. This palace has too many restrictions on outsiders. It may not be easy for this group of outsiders to walk out of here.

"Ao...Woo." The Snow Wolf lay on the bow and shouted at the moon.

This is just a very shallow bay, far away from the sea. If they want to sail the warships to the sea, they still need the routes left by the previous dynasty. But now they can't even start the ship, so how can they talk about sailing out?

Feng Qingchen lowered his head and played with the wooden box in his hand. Feng Qingchen's fingers were slender and flexible. The box bounced back and forth on Feng Qingchen's fingertips. Every time it looked like it was about to fall, it would always fall back at the critical moment.

Xuan Shaoqi and Shibaqi were still thinking of a solution, but as they were thinking, their eyes fell on Feng Qingchen's hands. Seeing Feng Qingchen playing with the wooden box flexibly, Xuan Shaoqi and Shibaqi also felt itchy. Unfortunately, they didn't have anything suitable at hand, so they could only watch...

Feng Qingchen held her chin with one hand and turned the wooden box with the other. It was a completely unconscious action and she had no idea that Xuan Shaoqi and Shibaqi were staring at her. When she came to her senses and noticed, her hand trembled and the wooden box fell from her fingers...

"Ah..." Feng Qingchen screamed and instinctively reached out to grab it, but his fingers were cut by the edges of the wooden box. Blood oozed out and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Hiss..." Feng Qingchen took a breath and was about to hold her finger in her mouth to stop the bleeding, when the Ninth Prince suddenly stepped forward and held her finger down: "Why are you so careless?"

"Accident." Feng Qingchen smiled and didn't care much.

It's just a slight scratch on the skin and will not affect the flexibility of your fingers.

"You..." The Ninth Prince looked helpless, his eyes showing his unconcealed fondness: "Take out the medicine." The subtext was that he wanted to bandage Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen's face darkened: "It's just a small wound, you don't need it, right?"

It's so embarrassing that you still need to apply medicine when it's something that can be cured by just putting a patch on the wound.

"What do you think?" The Ninth Prince asked back, not allowing Feng Qingchen to refuse. Feng Qingchen had no choice but to take out the medicine and bandages from the smart medical bag. She could already imagine that the Ninth Prince would wrap her fingers like buns, but...

"Qingchen, look." As soon as Feng Qingchen moved, Xuan Shaoqi jumped up and pointed at the ground under Feng Qingchen's feet.

"What?" Feng Qingchen looked down and saw that the small wooden box she was playing with was broken.

"No way?" Feng Qingchen couldn't believe it at all. She knew very well how strong the wooden box was. It would not be damaged by water or burned by fire. She had finally opened the wooden box on Lujia Island and took out the Kyushu map inside. But this time, it broke into pieces with just a casual throw.

This is too unscientific.

Feng Qingchen didn't care about the injury on his finger, and immediately squatted down to pick up the broken wood box, but found that there was a bronze key under the broken wood box.

"Key?" Feng Qingchen blew away the wood chips on the key and handed it between the Ninth Prince and Xuan Shaoqi.

"Ship, Lu family." After the Ninth Uncle finished speaking, he smiled coldly: "This king understands."

The Ninth Prince took the key from Feng Qingchen and walked to the stern...

"What did you understand?" Feng Qingchen looked at the Ninth Prince who had disappeared in frustration, and wanted to catch up with him to ask for clarification.

It's annoying that she doesn't explain herself clearly even though she knows she's confused.

"This ship might have been built by the Lu family." Although Xuan Shaoqi didn't think of it immediately, he figured it out after the Ninth Prince's reminder.

"So, this key is the key to sailing the boat?" Feng Qingchen was naturally not stupid, but her mind just didn't turn around, so she didn't think about it for a while.

"Yes." Xuan Shaoqi nodded: "The fragrance of the wooden box can suppress the fragrance of flowers on the Yellow Spring Road. The previous dynasty would not have allowed this wooden box to be used forever, allowing the Lu family to come and go freely in the imperial mausoleum."

"So, if you want to get out, you have to destroy this wooden box and take out the key inside, and the blood of the Lu family's daughter is the opportunity." Feng Qingchen didn't need to be reminded, he naturally figured out everything that followed.

Xuan Shaoqi nodded: "This is what we saw. As for the truth, I'm afraid no one knows it except the people who set it up back then."

Xuan Shaoqi raised his head and gazed at the imperial tomb of the previous dynasty, his dark eyes flashing with admiration and yearning.

The emperor who arranged all this in the previous dynasty was indeed a talented person. He planned everything step by step, and each step was linked together. Of course, the Lu family was no less capable. If the Lu family died, the Lan family would have to pay a bloody price if they wanted to get the treasure out.

The Ninth Prince's luck was really good. He had half of the Lan family's blood, and Qingchen was Fengli's legitimate daughter, but she was also the only descendant of the Lu family. If it weren't for Qingchen, even if they had a chance to come in, they wouldn't be able to leave, and no matter how much gold, silver, and jewelry they had, it would be in vain.

"We are so lucky." After figuring out all the arrangements one after another, Feng Qingchen broke out in a cold sweat, with a large area of ​​his back wet.

If they were not well prepared, or if she had not come with them, the Ninth Prince and Xuan Shaoqi would not be able to get out even if they came with the wooden box.

This imperial mausoleum is truly terrifying.

Feng Qingchen now believed it. Not to mention an army of 100,000, even if an army of 200,000 or 300,000 rushed in, they would never return from this imperial mausoleum.

"Yes, we are really lucky." Strength is partly responsible for not dying here, but luck is more important.

At this time, the Ninth Prince's urgent voice came from the stern: "Get out of the way!"

Get out of the way? Is this an accident?

Feng Qingchen and Xuan Shaoqi looked at each other, and they quickly ran towards the stern. Snow Wolf seemed to have discovered something, and shouted to the sky. His huge body jumped off the stern like the wind, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant. The eighteen riders also gathered together, drew their bows and arrows, and aimed at the sky...

What happened?

Feng Qingchen and Xuan Shaoqi felt uneasy, but before they could run to the stern of the ship, the warship suddenly moved upwards as if it was being lifted up by someone.

"What happened?" Feng Qingchen's steps were unsteady and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Xuan Shaoqi pulled him up.

"Don't come over here." The voice of the Ninth Prince came from the stern, but it was too late. Feng Qingchen and Xuan Shaoqi had already rushed over...