The feel is soft, and the prints, water lines, lines, etc., are handmade at a glance, and a single canvas gives people a ingenious vision.

I really don't know who it is, who will be in this portrait?

She gently turned the portrait over, and when she saw the man on the portrait clearly, Ye Xiyue's whole body was as stiff as wood.

It was a beautiful person.

The corners of his bewitching lips revealed a smile but not a smile, deep ice blue eyes, lazy and evil half-squinted, he was in a half-sitting posture, and the kind of natural kingly domineering was instantly revealed.

Rao is Ye Xiyue has seen Huangjun Ye many times, and she can't help but be deeply amazed by such a scene.

Indeed, Huangjun Ye has such an ability.

Every time I see him, I can always bring people a sense of visual impact and amazement.

Such a portrait seems to have been secretly copied and painted by others.

Huang Jun is so powerful at night, who can secretly draw his portrait?

"How could it be...... His? ”

Why is the portrait of Huangjun night hanging in the imperial mausoleum?

Wrong.

Something is very wrong.

This is not in line with the regulations of Jinyangguo.

Huang Junye is neither a prince nor a king, he is just the righteous son of the emperor, and it stands to reason that even after death, he cannot enter the imperial tomb for burial.

But now, his portrait actually appeared in the imperial mausoleum.

This shows that after his death, he will definitely be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

"Here, there is no portrait of Shangguan Lintian, there will be yours." Ye Xiyue couldn't figure out what was going on.

Could it be that there is some ulterior secret behind this portrait?

Looking at the person on the portrait, Ye Xiyue found a big question, "Why is it that the appearance at that time is exactly the same as the way it is now, and there is no change?" ”

The paintings in this studio, although not by the same person, although they did not appear in the same batch, will not appear recently.

Not to mention that this portrait has been here for more than ten years.

In the past ten years, the appearance of Huangjun Night has not changed at all?

This had to make her a little unbelievable.

Her hand slowly stroked the person on the portrait, "Huangjun Night ......"

Just when her hand touched his eyes, she could only hear a 'pop' around her, and the candle flame was all extinguished.

Her alertness suddenly increased, and her feet cracked with a 'click'.

The body fell straight down.

Ye Xiyue couldn't help but scold, why are there so many mechanisms on the floor of this imperial tomb?

I don't know when it will fall.

The situation happened too suddenly, at the moment of falling, Ye Xiyue instinctively grabbed the portrait of Huang Junye, and with a 'tearing' sound, the portrait was dragged off the wall by her, and fell into endless darkness with her body......

His feet fell to the ground, and his five fingers were not visible in the black around him.

Ye Xiyue was still holding the portrait of Huang Junye in her hand, and looked up at the top of her head, where there was a square exit, which was where she fell.

She mentioned that she was about to leave, but her ankle tightened, and a cold feeling came, and she secretly screamed that it was not good, but fortunately her reaction speed was fast enough, and the other foot was not hooked by the iron chain extending from the floor.

But the left foot ...... I was hooked by an iron chain and couldn't move, let alone jump up.

"What the hell is this place?"

As soon as the words fell, she only felt that there was a faint trace of strange fragrance in the air, her pupils widened, this place was poisonous, and she held her breath suddenly.