"Hunting?" Gu Shuye and Fu Beixian looked at each other and instantly understood what Su Ruotang meant.
Zilinwei has already figured out the terrain of Xingming.
In the Royal Hunting Garden, there is a secret river leading to the imperial mausoleum.
In the name of hunting, they can sneak into the rear of the imperial tomb from this creek.
"Sister Gu, you and your cousin pretend to be hunting in the forest to help us cover."
Fu Beixian nodded: "Okay, but the imperial mausoleum is cold and my cousin's body..."
"I boiled the herbs given by Quan Hongying and fed them to Ayan. His cold poison will not attack within half a month."
Gu Shuya said worriedly: "But the two royal grandsons are not fuel-efficient lamps. Even if the Ming clan leader helps us cover,..."
Su Ruotang interrupted her inexplicably: "Sister Gu, don't worry, Xing Jingxi's Clan Chief Ming will stop her."
"As for Xing Nanye, this cheap son must help."
"Cheap son?" Gu Shuya and Fu Beixian looked confused.
Su Ruotang's eyebrows were crescent, and she chuckled as she talked about Xing Nanye's period of dementia.
The more Fu Beixian listened, the wider his mouth opened.
He stared blankly at Mo Ronyan lying on the bed: "Mo Lanlan... Xing Nanye really calls Mo Lanlan daddy? Do you want to sleep with him?"
Su Ruotang's eyebrows were full of smiles: "Yes, it's absolutely true. Xing Nanye's breasts are so cute during the period of dementia."
Gu Shuya and Fu Beixian didn't understand what Naimeng meant.
But after thinking about it——
Xing Nanye, with her indescribably beautiful face and innocent fox eyes, held a bowl and begged the Third Prince for a drink of fresh milk porridge...
Well.
This picture is so beautiful that they lack imagination and can't imagine it.
Gu Shuya's beautiful eyes widened slightly: "I heard that the eldest grandson of Emperor Dongqi is as beautiful as a demon, but he is uncertain."
"After he woke up, did he have a big fight with the third prince?"
Su Ruotang pursed her lips and fell silent.
Gu Shuya's mind changed, and a bold idea emerged, "Ruoxi, could it be that the emperor's eldest grandson... wants to take away someone else's wife?"
"Huh, he's dreaming." With a hoarse snort, Mo Ronyan's long eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Ayan, you're awake." Su Ruotang turned to look at him in surprise.
Mo Ronyan raised the corners of his lips: "I'm making you worry."
Su Ruotang's fingertips fell on his wrist veins, and the worries in her eyes dissipated, "I plan to go to the imperial mausoleum the day after tomorrow."
Mo Ronyan pondered for a moment: "Okay."
The mother-concubine is the daughter of the Lord of Xingming Kingdom, although he left someone to protect the mother-concubine.
However, Xing Ming was unable to defend himself with Gu, and Xing Fuguang was nowhere to be found. If he didn't return to Beijing as soon as possible, he would still feel uneasy.
...
Time flies by.
In the name of hunting, Su Ruotang, Mo Rongyan and others took Zilin Guards disguised as guards to Hunting Mountain.
As soon as they entered the forest, they met Xing Nanye, whose face was as black as ink.
He sat on the horse and looked down at Su Ruotang, his soft and charming eyebrows were icy cold.
The melodious voice was as cold as a ghost: "Do you really want to accompany him to the underworld to experience things?"
Su Ruotang raised an eyebrow: "The emperor's eldest grandson is really good at joking. I am accompanying your highness to the hunt."
"As for that underworld, after a hundred and eighty years, when I get tired of living, I will naturally go and visit it."
Xing Nanye stared at her expressionlessly: "You are so brave, you actually want to sneak into the imperial mausoleum from Hunting Mountain."
Su Ruotang was shocked.
She pretended to be surprised: "Ah, your Xingming's imperial mausoleum and Hunting Mountain are connected together!"
"I just said why are all the animals here so fat? It turns out they were raised by your ancestors."
Xing Nanye: "..."
His fingertips hooked the hair hanging down on his chest and played with it carelessly.
The tone of his voice was chilling, "Want to meet my ancestors?"
Su Ruotang shook his head: "I don't want to think about it yet."
Xing Nanye turned over and dismounted, and looked at Mo Ronyan, "There is no cold Gu in the imperial mausoleum, but there is exquisite courage."
He stared into Mo Ronyan's eyes and said word by word, "The cold poison is on you."
Last night, the natal Gu in his body moved strangely.
He followed his natal Gu worm out, but felt the chill in the palace where Mo Rongyan and others lived.
His natal Gu was raised according to the cold Gu breeding method. Although it is not as powerful as the cold Gu, it can sense the coldest things in the world.
In addition, before he passed out in the underground river, he clearly detected Mo Ronyan's pulse...
Mo Ronyan's pupils shrank slightly, and his tone of voice was neither salty nor cold, "Why is your Xingming's treasure with me?"
Xing Nanye's soft eyes fell on Su Ruotang, "Yes, I also want to know how my Xingming treasure ended up with the third prince Dongqi."
Su Ruotang glanced at the men in black behind him and pursed his lips, "What do you want?"
Xing Nanye laughed angrily.
He smiled softly and charmingly, and his voice was charming and sinister: "Believe it or not, without me leading the way, you would have died when you entered the imperial mausoleum!"
Su Ruotang looked at him with cold eyes: "Are you here to stop me?"
Xing Nanye felt sour in her heart.
His tone was extremely cold: "Even if you die, you still want to go to the imperial mausoleum?"
Su Ruotang said without hesitation: "Yes!"
Xing Nanye's cold voice was filled with endless sorrow and anger, "What is so good about him that makes him worthy of your efforts?"
Su Ruotang's eyes were warm: "He is the person I recognize in this life."
"Xing Nanye, do you really want to stop me?"
"I believe in this life..." Xing Nanye's feminine and decisive laughter echoed in the long-uninhabited mountain forest.
Heartbreaking, sad, sad...
More self-deprecating.
For the first time, he left his heart behind, but it was not cherished.
His eyebrows were filled with bitterness.
Only the shadow of Su Ruotang could be seen in the soft fox eyes, "I will help you get the exquisite courage."
Su Ruotang hid all the emotions in her eyes and pursed her lips in silence.
"Su Ruotang, if there is a next life, can you let me meet you first?"
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled slightly: "No one has a next life."
Even if there is, he is no longer this person.
Xing Nanye stared at her blankly, with paranoia and persistence in his eyes, "What if there is?"
Su Ruotang was extremely beautiful, and her clear peach blossom eyes were like a beacon that dispelled the darkness.
Her beauty is difficult to describe with pen and ink.
She looked at the evil and beautiful man with an indifferent expression, and rejected him coldly and ruthlessly, "If there is a next life, I have already promised Ayan."
She seems to be compassionate and saving people, but in reality she is cold and heartless.
Not a shred of hope is left to anyone.
Xing Nanye's knuckled fingers clenched tightly.
There was a faint tingling sensation in the palm of my hand.
He didn't seem to feel it, and just murmured to himself, "You are really so heartless."
"Leaves me no hope at all..."
His lonely and sad look made Gu Shuya feel unbearable.
Even Mo Rongyan had to admit that beauty was the most pitiable when it came to grief.
On the other hand, Su Ruotang was cold and heartless, "There is no hope, it is useless to keep it."
