After lunch, I admired them and all of them were wearing casual clothes and went out to take photos in groups of three or five.

The cameras were bought temporarily, and everyone took them all.

There is a lot of bustling crowds around, most of whom are visiting and traveling from all over the world, at least they look the same as them.

Qiao Yekang and his people had to pretend to be a tourist, take out their cell phones and start taking photos.

But when Qingmu pulled Qinglan towards the gorgeous golden bell tower, his expression changed slightly and he quickly followed.

I heard that the old empress of Beiyue Kingdom passed away here. Although the new empress came to power, she has always declared that she is ill. For ten years, she has been the prince Yun Danxi who has supervised the country and controlled the government.

Yun Danxi is extremely treacherous. I heard that when the old empress died, he designed to kill the eldest princess who was most likely to inherit the position of the empress. However, all this is a rumor and cannot be verified.

Because the bell tower was the place where the old empress left, Yun Danxi ordered the sealing of this place, saying that the place where the ancestors left last was protected as the last pure land. The people of Beiyue Kingdom respected the old empress and responded one after another.

Qiao Yekang looked at Qingmeng and their brothers heading to the bell tower, and how could he not be nervous?

He was squeezing desperately among the crowd, but he didn't dare to get too close.

Inside the bell tower—

The magnificent clock tower seems to be all golden, but in fact there are single-sided bulletproof glass on all sides. You can't see the inside outside, but you can see the outside inside. The windows cannot be opened.

The girl in a light purple dress, holding a book in her hand, sat quietly in front of the window, with a quiet breath lingering around her, making her back look as faint as a lavender.

She couldn't hear the noise outside because the sound insulation effect was super good.

She had also tried to smash the glass, pry it open, and break it, but no matter how sharp or powerful the force was, there was no way to use the glass.

Every day she watched many people waving their cell phones excitedly from here, the camera came and left, and every day she watched the old and young worshipping devoutly in front of the palace gate, and she was like a bird in a golden cage that could not fly out no matter what.

With a casual glance in a trance, she seemed to have seen the face that was longing for thousands of people.

I looked closely and saw that the sea of ​​people was vast. I seemed to have really seen Qinglan just now, but now I can't see it.

"Your Highness, the prince has told you to start painting." Behind him, the voice of the palace maid came.

This is the same again!

After she was caught, she was locked up here. Every day, Yun Danxi forced her to draw. She painted nothing else, but a totem she had painted when she was very young.

Now that she has grown up, her memory has already blurred, and the impression in her mind is only a little bit. She said she can't draw it, but Yun Danxi just said: "It doesn't matter. Think slowly, you can draw it as possible every day. If you can't draw it for a day, it will be your whole life."

The girl finally put down the book in her hand helplessly, and looked around and saw Qinglan's position just now, as if she had seen Qinglan's face, except for his face, all the other people's faces were the same.

She turned around, her charming purple pupils were not as beautiful as the world, and a face that harmed the country and the people. She was once praised by Yun Danxi as the most beautiful face in the Northern Yue Kingdom's imperial vein.

At the desk, the palace maids prepared all kinds of brushes and snow-white paper.

She lifted up the hem of her skirt and sat quietly. She thought she was just perfunctory to draw. She picked up her pen and drew it as she wanted without thinking.

Her pair of pupils slowly turned light brown with colored pencils. Just as she was about to draw something else, the palace maid reminded her in her ear: "Your Highness, this is not what the prince asked for. The prince said, don't draw it."

The girl put down the brush.

She always felt more and more panic in her heart. She turned her head and looked at the window just now, secretly thinking about how likely it was to Qinglan to find her.

But after thinking about it, I always feel it is impossible.

He knows martial arts and shouldn't have thought that she was under house arrest in the bell tower.

and……

Even if he really meets again, he will definitely not recognize her because her face is not the one he knows.

In order to successfully gain Qinglan's trust, Yun Danxi arranged for her to replace the real Lingling. At that time, although Zhang Ling's grandmother was a little nervous, she cherished her granddaughter as if she were alive, so how could she not recognize her granddaughter? So, for so many years, she has just worn a human skin mask on her face.

So when she left the capital of Ningguo, she wore black contact lenses and took off her mask. The sharp people passed by her several times, but they all met and didn't know each other!

So until now, Qinglan still doesn’t know what she really looks like!

In my mind, my grandfather's words always floated: We are from Ningguo, descendants of Ningguo, you are descendants of my Shi family, and you can't do anything that harms Ningguo's interests in life!

She put down the colored pencil in her hand, picked up a little wolf's brush, thinking about Qinglan, grandpa, and parents, and a drop of ink fell from the tip of the pen.

Seeing the ink splashed on the white paper gradually rendering, she couldn't help but think of the word "mirror flowers, water and moon".

The mirror is full of flowers and water, it seems like the love between her and Qinglan.

There is only a beautiful process, but it can only end without success.

Outside--

Qingmeng pulled Qinglan, and the two of them stood and took photos with a good view.

He asked Qinglan to pose in various positions before the martial law line, while he used the wide-angle, telephoto and other functions of the SLR camera. He did not shoot Qinglan, but instead shot the bell tower.

As long as it is a building, it is built by humans, and there are traces of man-made things. Even the bedrooms of Ningguo, the front door and the back door, and even the high-end shopping malls all over the world, there is a safe exit. He doesn't believe it, and there is no flaw in this bell tower.

After Qinglan took a few poses, she saw Qiao Yekang rushing over from the crowd.

He nodded to Qingmu Nu. Qingmu turned his head and looked at it. He just pretended not to recognize it. He took back the camera and said, "Okay, let's go to other places to visit first. It's night before coming back."

Qinglan nodded.

Although he did not understand Qinggui's intention, he had complete trust in his brothers.

Before leaving, he turned his head and looked at the golden bell tower, and always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him.

Just as the two teenagers were about to squeeze back into the crowd, two soldiers from Beiyue Kingdom suddenly stepped out and walked towards them. Qiao Yekang and Yunxuan quickly protected each other and heard one of them say, "Sorry, the bell tower is prohibited from taking photos. Please delete all the photos about the bell tower just now."

Hearing this, Qingming's mouth bent: "Okay."

In the bell tower—

The palace maid sighed: "Two soldiers stopped the bell tower again. It looked like a pair of twin boys."
Chapter completed!