Nanyan seems to be listening to the Arabian Nights.

From some of the legends she had heard in the past, including the stories told by the old people, the imperial tombs were generally built in some feng shui treasures to facilitate sacrifices.

But she didn't expect that Emperor Gao would build the Imperial Ancestral Mausoleum in such an inaccessible place.

The island of Xingluo Lake!

Moreover, when Emperor Gao was young, he was once a monk?

It's amazing!

Looking at Nan Yan's stunned expression, a faint smile appeared on Zhu Feng's face, and said, "You don't know, many people in the world don't know." ”

“……”

"I only heard him talk about some things when he was young."

“……”

"Speaking of Xingluo Lake, I talked about this imperial mausoleum view."

“……”

"Although before, this place was not called the Imperial Mausoleum Temple, but later, when he moved the mausoleum here, he changed the name of this Taoist temple."

“……”

"Moreover, every year, a sum of money will be allocated from the taxes of the imperial court and distributed here to repair the Taoist temple."

“……”

"Some people will also be selected from the palace guards and let them become monks here."

“……”

"In fact, it's the Imperial Tomb here."

Nanyan took a deep breath.

No wonder, she saw that this Taoist temple was so magnificently cultivated, they obviously didn't have any incense, where did they get the money? Moreover, all the Taoist priests here are practicing martial arts.

Last night, as soon as those water bandits heard the sound of the flute of the good master, they timidly retreated.

It seems that they should have fought before, and the Taoist priests on the side of the Shangshan Master are almost an army, and they should not take advantage of those water bandits.

So, they were afraid of him.

Thinking about it like this, Nan Yan suddenly thought that he was pretending to be a commoner in front of the good teacher, and said that Zhu Feng was a businessman......

I'm afraid the good teachers have already guessed who they are.

It's just that they don't expose their own lies.

Nan Yan's face was flushed with shame.

Seeing her frustrated expression, Zhu Feng said, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, nothing?"

Nanyan only felt that he was a little faceless.

It is not good to speak in front of the monks, not to mention that people have known it for a long time, and this situation is even worse.

Zhu Feng seemed to understand, and a little smile flashed in his eyes.

He gently pinched her chin.

"It's fine."

“……”

"Actually, I only have a general idea of what islands are in this place and what people are on them."

“……”

"Even if I come here, my eyes will be black."

Hearing him say this, Nanyan said with some doubts: "Your Majesty, didn't Emperor Gao give you the map here?" ”

“……”

Zhu Feng's face sank slightly.

He said in a deep voice, "He, don't give it to me." ”

“……”

Hearing his words, Nanyan's heart also moved slightly.

"Don't give it to me" and "Don't give it to me" are two different things.

"Didn't give", that is, it may be too late, I didn't expect it, so I didn't give.

But "not giving" is clearly a bit deliberate.

Nanyan suddenly understood.

Emperor Gao has always guarded against him.

As Ye Zhen said before, Emperor Gao has never been willing to see his son, and would even rather pass the throne to the not so capable imperial grandson than promote his son.

But—

This is the Imperial Tomb!

It would be a bit ...... not to even tell him the specific location of the imperial mausoleum

Nanyan looked up at Zhu Feng, only to see that his face was slightly gloomy, in fact, sometimes, even if the world is in his hands, but a little lack of heart will produce a huge blank in people's hearts.

No matter how much you get, it's hard to make up for it.

Therefore, Zhu Feng can't find this imperial tomb, after becoming the emperor, he has many ways.

But he doesn't look for it.

There is a stubbornness of "if you don't give it to me, I don't want it".

If it weren't for this time, because he came here with him, I was afraid that he would never come to his ancestral mausoleum for the rest of his life.

Nanyan can imagine that what Emperor Gao did to this son has buried too many deep shadows in Zhu Feng's heart.

It's just that she doesn't know why.

Obviously, it's also his own son, isn't it?

Feeling Zhu Feng's whole person, his breath cooled down.

Nanyan said softly: "Your Majesty." ”

“……”

"Since you're here, let's find a time to pay homage to the imperial tomb."

“……”

"Concubine, I want to go too."

Zhu Feng looked down at her.

Seeing this soft, sweet little face, and her gentle eyes, the indescribable feeling of heat in his heart faded slightly.

He nodded, "Hmm." ”

“……”

"I told them before."

“……”

"Wait for tomorrow, let them lead the way, and I will go with you."

"Hey!"

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The next day, they got up early in the morning.

Breakfast was brought to the room, Nanyan accompanied Zhu Feng to finish eating, changed his clothes, and after cleaning up, Master Shangshan came.

Take them to the Emperor's Mausoleum.

Originally, Ye Zhen and Ran Xiaoyu were going to follow, but Zhu Feng thought about it and said to Ye Chen: "You stay and go and find out the whereabouts of those people." ”

When Ye Zhen heard this, he immediately said, "Yes." ”

Zhu Feng said again: "Xiaoyu, you stay and help him." ”

“…… Be. ”

As soon as she saw Ran Xiaoyu's disgusted eyes, she knew that she was a million unwilling, but when the emperor spoke, she couldn't refuse.

turned around and glared at Ye Xu.

Then, the two men left.

Nanyan and Zhu Feng followed Shangshan Shi out of this imperial mausoleum.

They went down the mountain.

Nanyan originally thought that the Imperial Ancestral Mausoleum should be on this mountain, but after walking for a while, he found that it was not.

Master Shang took them to the back mountain, and as soon as Nanyan looked up, he saw that behind this island, there was another island very close, and in the middle, there was only a very narrow waterway.

They got on a bamboo raft and slowly headed towards the island.

Because of the experience the night before, Nanyan still had some lingering palpitations about sitting on the bamboo raft, and sat cautiously, with both hands on the side of the bamboo raft.

But Zhu Feng stood on the bamboo raft with his hands behind his back.

His gaze was a little pale, looking at the quiet island in front of him.

Although, he usually feels very strong, even if you close your eyes and don't look at him, you can feel his strong sense of existence.

But at this time, he was standing on the vast lake, and the mist was steaming.

Nanyan suddenly had a strange feeling.

It was as if he was going to melt away in the fog.

She subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Feeling the sinking of his clothes, Zhu Feng lowered his head and saw his concubine sitting at his feet, looking at him with wide eyes.

Like a homeless cat.

His heart softened suddenly.

Yes, even if you can't get that, at least, you still have her.

She's real.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he sat next to Nanyan, side by side with her.

Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on his shoulder.

In less than a stick of incense, they arrived.