Yun Zheng glanced at her, his movements stagnated slightly, but he remained silent for a moment: "I've been here before."
Lin Qingran's brows furrowed at such a bland remark, and then she responded calmly: "Oh!" without asking any further questions.
No matter how Yun Zheng changed, some things in his bones never changed. Looking at the expression on his face when he just spoke, it goes without saying that Lin Qingran also knew that this was not a pleasant topic, so she quickly took the candle in his hand attentively and talked to him
Together, light the torches on both sides of the corridor.
"I came here when I was six years old."
Lin Qingran didn't expect Yun Zheng to speak. She immediately pricked up her ears and listened intently, but felt that the wind in the passage was getting colder.
The cold corridor, even if the torch was lit, was still cold to the bone, and his voice also had a bit of chill for no reason.
When the outside world becomes monotonous, some things that you never cared about in the past will become noticeable.
For example, Yunzheng's voice.
Lin Qingran noticed for the first time that Yun Zheng had a voice like nature. There was a hint of hoarseness in the mellowness, but this hoarseness was not harsh at all. It was like the continuous sea water. It was very beautiful, as if it was dancing around the beam.
The taste of.
In such a cold and inexplicable place, it is naturally the best to have such a natural voice to break the silent atmosphere for myself. I couldn't help but ask: "How did you fall into the cliff?"
Today, they are coming down. Yun Zheng is trying to avoid revenge and he has superb Qinggong skills. How can he come down at the age of six?
"Xiao Ran, you probably don't go out often, right?" Yun Zheng suddenly turned his head and asked with a smile.
"Um!"
"Then you don't know that this is the tomb of the ancestors of the Yun family, so that's normal!"
"Ah? This is the mausoleum of your Yun family?" Lin Qingran secretly cursed in her heart. No wonder she felt that it was cold and cold here.
"The tombs of King Yun of past generations are forbidden areas of the Yun family. There are a large number of soldiers stationed there. No matter who comes, they are not allowed to enter. Even the annual worship service is only held in the temple." He suddenly laughed softly.
: "Aren't you curious how I got in?"
"Well, I'm a little curious!" In fact, she wanted Yun Zheng to shut up. At this moment, she also felt that this was not a pleasant topic.
"I was brought in by the captain of the guard beside me." Yun Zheng's voice was faint, with no emotion, like the lake in spring, with willows sprouting on the shore, but the lake surface was silent and there was coldness under the water: "He is
My wet nurse's husband was my father's most trusted attendant when he was still alive. After my father passed away, my grandfather arranged for me to be by my side to protect my safety."
As he spoke, he lit the last torch in the corridor: "Everyone in Prince Yun's Mansion said that they are the people my parents trust the most."
As if he didn't dare to be interested in this topic, he suddenly sighed: "As we get older, our steps are also getting bigger. At that time, we needed to walk 3,578 steps. Today, we can go back to the old place and only need 1,250 steps."
You can finish it in two steps.”
Lin Qingran was startled and turned to look at him. Yun Zheng seemed to have not noticed her expression, but was obsessed with the past years and couldn't extricate himself. His voice was low, as if from nine days away: "But it's a pity.
When I was young, I didn’t know how to carry it with me
I have been here for half a month with a fire seal, but I can't light a torch to see clearly. Fortunately, today I finally got my wish." Then he laughed at himself: "Even with a fire seal, at my six-year-old age, I can't see clearly.
I can’t even reach the torch on the wall with my body!”
"Yun Zheng, you..." Lin Qingran felt as if someone was strangling her neck, and her words were extremely difficult to pronounce: "Stay here for half a month?"