Jing Chiyue leaned over and flashed, and she was absolutely startled.

The person who came was unprepared, and threw himself directly on the door frame, 'bang', and knocked his forehead squarely.

Jing Chiyue saw the person coming clearly, and said ragingly: "I said Uncle Yan, I know that I am suave, the jade tree is in the wind, both men and women eat, and there are many girls who regard Young Master Ben as their dream lover, but ...... I don't take you like that.

Uncle Yan, you are already old, I don't like you to be so old, if you are younger, hehe, this young master may be able to let you come into the house to catch up on the old days, play the tune...... Yes! ”

Without waiting for Jing Chiyue to finish speaking, Uncle Yan slapped him on the head.

"Hey, light, it hurts." Jing Chiyue covered her head and shouted.

"Dead boy, I'm here to ask you about serious things, look at what you just said, you know how to play, you know how to play."

"Uncle Yan, what are you talking about?" Jing Chiyue asked a little knowingly.

Uncle Yan glared coldly, "Don't pretend to be confused for me, is Ye Xiyue back?" ”

"Nope." Jing Chiyue pursed his lips, he just wanted to ease the atmosphere just now, okay?

Uncle Yan's eyebrows were twisted into the shape of 'Sichuan'.

"Uncle Yan, has the Emperor gone to the Imperial Mausoleum?"

"Nonsense, if the emperor doesn't go to the imperial mausoleum, can I appear here?"

"With your temper, you should be able to stop the emperor alive and dead, how can you ......?"

"The Emperor knocked me unconscious."

"Aha." Jing Chiyue snorted and laughed wildly.

Uncle Yan looked at him angrily, "What are you laughing at, weren't you also knocked out by Ye Xiyue?" ”

"It's really a natural pair, look at this style of acting, it's exactly the same." When Jing Chiyue said this, she didn't know whether she was happy or sour.

"Young Master Jing, did you say that the emperor and Ye Xiyue can come back?"

"Yes, definitely can, Uncle Yan, you can rest assured, the emperor is so powerful, breaking into an imperial tomb is not like shopping, right?"

Uncle Yan's heart trembled, if it was good to say it before, but now the emperor is seriously injured, this is ......

"You'd better pray that the emperor is safe and sound, otherwise, the two of them won't be able to come back." Uncle Yan dropped a sentence and left dejectedly.

Jing Chiyue smiled, her expression was straight, what did Uncle Yan's words mean?

He believed in the emperor incomparably, but he didn't know what the emperor had been doing in the past two days......

……

……

After Ye Xiyue fell from above, she found herself in a dark place.

There is not even a trace of candlelight in this place.

She gathered her mental power, and there was no problem with her short-term night vision.

When she saw everything around her, she realized that this was actually a studio.

But—

Why do all the scrolls face the wall and the back is exposed?

She had no idea who was in the portrait on the wall.

Leaning against the wall, groping around, in the corner of the studio, I suddenly touched a cold object, which was a dark iron chain hanging from the wall.

Ye Xiyue pulled it gently, and the studio 'soared', and the candlelight was all bright.

Around the wall, dozens of candlesticks were hung, and she touched the mechanism, and the dozens of candlesticks instantly lit up.

The spiritual power in Ye Xiyue's mind has relaxed a lot, and this studio is about the same size as her room.

The surrounding layout is very elegant, and the room is full of the smell of books.

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