The inner garden of the palace, the Candle Dragon Terrace.
Although the storm last night has subsided, the dark clouds surrounding the candle dragon platform obviously show no sign of dissipating. The once majestic and magnificent palace was also reduced to ruins during the war. Looking from a distance, one thought it was a spooky ghost.
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Ning Yan followed Wang Ren of Wu Qing and walked quickly through the ruins. Along the way, servants and guards occasionally cast inquiring glances at them, but at this time they didn't have time to respond to them one by one. They just focused on their way.
The three of them soon came to a wide square. Ning Yan had been to the Candle Dragon Terrace before. He remembered that there was originally a jade pillar here, with an exaggeratedly large candle dragon statue attached to it. It was said that it was made with a
Made from a single piece of meteorite iron, even a fifth-grade warrior's full blow would not leave even a single trace.
Now the entire pillar has been cut off at the waist, and the fracture is extremely smooth. It is unknown who did it.
Ning Yan became irritable for no reason.
I already told shopkeeper Wu that it’s okay and don’t show off! Jian Zheng and other great masters are here, so when will he get the limelight?! This idiot...
"We are not qualified to enter the palace, so we will go to the side hall to wait for you."
Wang Ren led Ning Yan to the front of the hall and stopped walking. Wu Qing did not forget to warn him: "When you go in, remember not to talk nonsense."
Ning Yan nodded to show that he understood the importance, and then asked: "That Wu shopkeeper..."
Wu Qing pushed him with a dark face and urged: "He is inside, but he can't leave now. Stop the ink stain. It will be too late if it is later."
Can't even walk? It'll be too late if it's too late?
It was actually hurt so badly...
Ning Yan's face darkened, and after bidding farewell to the two of them, he walked straight into the main hall.
Zhulong Terrace was the place where King Xuan oversaw the country, and the interior was basically equivalent to a small palace. For example, the layout of this main hall was based on the layout of Wende Hall, but the specifications were lowered by one level to prevent people from overstepping the rules.
However, even if it is not as majestic as the real thing, it is several times larger than an ordinary palace. Ning Yan felt dazzled as soon as he entered the door. Without the guidance of a dedicated person, he really didn't know which direction to go.
Just as he was hesitating, a familiar shout came from not far away.
"This way!"
Ning Yan followed the sound and saw that at the small door next to the imperial dragon screen, Bi Yuewu was peeking behind the beaded curtain and waving to him.
Ning Yan was stunned for a moment.
"Ah, this...isn't this a good thing for you!"
Bi Yuewu tilted his head and asked, "Are you expecting something to happen to me?"
Ning Yan hurriedly ran up to Bi Yuewu and walked around him first. Seeing that there wasn't even a single wound on his body, he stared blankly and said, "No, it was Wu Qing and I who told me that you can't leave..."
"Yes, we can't leave. The supervisor asked us to stay at the Zhulong Terrace and be on standby at any time."
"Then, what else did he say that it would be too late..."
"Nonsense, the prison has been waiting for you for a long time, don't you know?"
Ning Yan opened his mouth. This explanation made sense, not to mention that Wu Qing did not say anything about Bi Yuewu's injury...
But those two guys had a stern look on their face as soon as they met, so everyone would misunderstand them!
Bi Yuewu said: "Where is the waist badge that the supervisor gave you yesterday?"
Ning Yan regained consciousness for a moment, put his hand on the Shuijun Order on his waist, and was about to take out the waist badge, but his movement suddenly stalled.
Without the help of Yan Yan and Shui Jun Weapon Spirit, he didn't even know how to take out the contents of the token.
He had to pretend to rummage in his pocket for a while, and finally spread his hands and said: "I took it off during the break last night and forgot about it. Maybe it is in your study."
Bi Yuewu was not surprised by Ning Yan's vague answer, "No wonder you didn't respond after I called you through the token for a long time. Fortunately, Wu Qing carries Si Tianjian's token, otherwise it would be really hard to find you."
Ning Yan smiled awkwardly, but Bi Yuewu rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Hey, you looked so stinky just now, was it because you were worried about me?"
Ning Yan's smile suddenly stiffened, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He pretended not to hear clearly and asked himself, "So why is the prison urgently recruiting me?"
Seeing that he avoided answering, Bi Yuewu became even more interested. She blinked and asked, "Is there any? Is there any?"
"No."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you won't lose a piece of meat if you admit it."
"No means no! Crazy! Let's get down to business!"
Bi Yuewu smiled and said nothing, staring at Ning Yan for a long time with squinted eyes, until his face almost turned red, then he said slowly: "You saw the battle last night, tell me what you think."
When it came to business, Ning Yan put away his joking attitude, pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "The two words "Heavenly Sword" really live up to their reputation."
Just one sword made Bianjing City breathless. He could not imagine how strong Tuoba Li was.
My thoughts are the thoughts of all sentient beings, and my destiny is the destiny of all generations. This is the great supernatural power that reaches the heaven and the earth!
Bi Yuewu didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He raised his forehead and said, "Who asked you about the Heavenly Sword? Didn't you see the candle dragon?"
Ning Yan was startled, and the red dragon fighting with the Heavenly Sword appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but wonder: "So that's the Zhulong... What happened to the Zhulong?"
Bi Yuewu hesitated to speak, but then he thought about it. Ning Yan was just a bookkeeper from the countryside. It was normal not to know these secrets, so he explained: "Zhulong is the natal sign of King Xuan."
"Every warrior knows that there cannot be two identical Dharma images in the world. Even if Princess Youqing is a direct bloodline of King Xuan, even if they practice the same technique and have the same life situation, it is impossible to condense the second Dharma image.
Two candle dragons."
Ning Yan's face gradually showed a solemn expression, and he began to understand what the other party meant.
Bi Yuewu sighed and continued: "Actually, there have long been rumors among the people that His Royal Highness King Xuan is not dead, but has been under house arrest somewhere in the palace since ten years ago, but this statement is too ridiculous.
It’s so ridiculous that Wude didn’t even bother to search and verify it, so the Holy One just let it go and ignored it.”
"But last night, King Xuan's natal sign happened to appear. If it were you, what would you think?"
This was the first time Ning Yan heard such rumors, and he subconsciously suspected that Emperor Zhou had also carried out a fantasy version of the Xuanwu Gate Incident back then.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But he soon overturned this guess.
Because in terms of time, there are still too many doubts. When King Xuan died of illness, Emperor Zhou was about the same age as the current Princess Youqing. He had been raised in a deep palace. How could he have the scheming and means to bring down a prisoner?
The crown prince who has been in the country for nearly twenty years? It is simply more difficult than the Wusheng Cult to break into the Hall of Wende.
All in all, the moment Zhulong appeared, whether Tuoba Li would come over or not was no longer that important. A question that was more threatening than Burial Sword Mountain had been pushed to the forefront.
The old saying has long been said that the way to create chaos is to destroy the elders and establish the younger ones. King Xuan is the eldest son of the late emperor, and he is the favorite of all the people in the world. He also holds the imperial seal passed down by the late emperor himself. If he had not died, how would the current emperor have committed suicide?
Where? If he imitated Yao and Shun and performed abdication, then everyone would naturally be happy, but was Emperor Zhou really willing to abdicate and give way to someone worthy...
At least Ning Yan absolutely doesn't believe it.
From this point of view, Burial Sword Mountain did not intend to assassinate Emperor Zhou from the beginning. After all, it is still too difficult to assassinate the king of a country. The secrets of Princess Youqing are their real target. But then again, they
How do you know how to force the candle dragon out?
Ning Yan thought for a while but had no idea. He looked up and saw Bi Yuewu was about to take him to the back garden, and hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, do you have a spare mask? Mine is not with you for the time being.
, it won’t be convenient to go in later.”
Bi Yuewu stopped and turned to look at him: "Didn't Wu Qing tell you? You didn't come here as Kui Mulang."
"What's the meaning?"
"What else can you mean?" When Bi Yuewu said this, he suddenly laughed, raised his voice and shouted: "It's not Si Tianjian who wants to call you, brother Murong~" I like my narration. Something is not right.
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