Xiao Jingheng looked very serious when he saw her pupils, not like he was pretending to be fake, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Chu Yunning also knew that it was very presumptuous to say this suddenly, and she smiled awkwardly and wanted to explain, but she heard Xiao Jingheng ask, "Who did you dig?"

He could find a way to cover up if he digs less. If he digs too much, it would be a bit tricky. Many people guard the imperial tombs. The emperors, queen mothers, and concubines from all dynasties were buried in the cemetery, enjoying incense, and they would sacrifice several times every year. When someone discovered the tomb and was tampered, they would also have to find a way to explain.

Chu Yunning was choked by Xiao Jingheng's words, and she asked again, fearing that he would not hear clearly: "What I just said was that I was going to dig your ancestral grave."

"I know."

"Don't you object?" Chu Yunning looked at the other party in surprise. Will he spoil her too much?

Xiao Jingheng slowly straightened his waist and continued to wipe Chu Yunning's wet hair. He smiled gently and said, "Aning has always been very sensible in his work and will not do something incredible for no reason."

So, he had no reason to disagree.

At first I was just surprised.

Chu Yunning had prepared many words to persuade Xiao Jingheng, but now she didn't use a word, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"The Royal Mausoleum will be a one-night trip. When are you going?" Xiao Jingheng asked casually, and raised a strand of hair with his fingertips and gently put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. He then touched it and confirmed that it was dry, so he changed to the other side.

Are you still so anxious to dig your own ancestral grave?

"Of course, the faster the better." She was eager to verify some truth, and she also had her own plans.

Don’t blame her for being unkind and unrighteous.

Xiao Jingheng hesitated for a moment, wiped her hair dry, came to the table, picked up a pen, and began to draw a pattern. Chu Yunning followed him and looked at the drawing he drew, which was somewhat similar to modern architectural drawings.

After a while, Xiao Jingheng finished drawing, put down his pen, and turned to Chu Yunning and said, "This is the map of the main underground palace, which is buried with more than 20 late emperors. Each emperor's underground palace is carefully designed. In order to prevent anyone from robbing the tomb, there are many mechanisms. Some underground palaces can no longer be opened once closed."

Chu Yunning was shocked. She had the honor of seeing the tombs of ancient emperors once, which was amazing. She never thought of traveling through time and doing everything she shouldn't have done.

And there were some people who encouraged him.

"I don't look at others, I only look at the late emperor." Chu Yunning didn't want to rob the tomb, just like looking at the coffin of the late emperor.

Xiao Jingheng frowned. It was not him who designed the tomb back then, but the late emperor himself designed it. Most of these people disappeared, so he was not sure about the mechanism here.

But he ordered the tomb of the late emperor to be closed by himself. As for whether it can be opened intact, it may not be possible.

"To be honest, I always feel that the death of the late emperor is a bit strange, and I want to go to the tomb to find out."

Chu Yunning could not explain the dream of Beibei to Xiao Jingheng. It was too metaphysical and could not explain it clearly, so he never mentioned it.

"I'll have someone go to the tomb to inquire." Aning won't have a waste of time.

"good."

Xiao Jingheng looked at Chu Yunning's eyes and his eyes could not hide his fatigue. He reached out and massaged her shoulder gently: "Anning, thank you for your hard work these days. I plan to deal with those officials and choose a day to welcome you into the central palace."

Chu Yunning was silent. This matter was not within her consideration. She did not want to put all her life's freedom on the high palace walls, not to mention the concubines in the six palaces.

Knowing that she was very thoughtful, Xiao Jingheng didn't urge him to answer, so he found another topic to talk for a while.

"If one day you will give up the harem of 3,000 beauties?" Chu Yunning stared at the other party's eyes. Xiao Jingheng looked back without dodging, raised his three fingers and sweared: "Aning, give me a few days, I will definitely give you a clean harem, and I will never take a concubine to show you in the future."

Over the years, he has long been tired of chattering among women. He has made plans for trivial matters. How many people are simple and harmless on the surface, but are vicious in private and are disregarded by human lives.

He has seen a lot of this true face since he became sensible.

Xiao Jingheng’s biggest wish is to find a loving wife, stay away from these quarrels, and find a secluded paradise to live quietly.

It is also difficult for Chu Yunning not to be moved by this sincerity. She smiled strongly and liked this kind of effort to go in both directions.

She has overcome all obstacles outside the palace, and he has made plans in the palace, which is great!

"It's getting late, you can rest sooner."

"Well, so do you."

Chu Yunning stood under the window and watched Xiao Jingheng leave. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She was really tired for a day and just wanted to lie on the couch to relieve her relief.

The night was cool, and Xiao Jingheng jumped into Fang's mansion wearing a black night-walking suit. Old Master Fang, who was about to rest, suddenly saw Xiao Jingheng and almost fainted.

"Emperor...Emperor?"

Mr. Fang immediately put on his clothes and knelt on the ground to pay his respects: "The old minister didn't know that the emperor was coming and he had missed the opportunity to welcome him. I also asked the emperor to forgive him."

Xiao Jingheng sat in a high position with a cold feeling on his lips: "Fang Aiqing, these years

It’s so hard for you to hide it from me.”

"Old minister..." After the daytime tossing, Mr. Fang was exhausted at this moment. He thought the other party was here to ask for punishment, so he immediately begged for mercy: "It's the old minister's fault. I also ask the emperor to sue him. In the future, the old minister will definitely do his best to assist him, and he will never be discouraged."

Xiao Jingheng stared at Mr. Fang calmly, making the other party feel panicked, trembling, and sweating all over, and almost didn't hold it tight until the king in the head spoke: "This matter involves rebellion, and it should have been implicated in the three tribes. I think of the elders of the three dynasties, so I can go out with the net."

Mr. Fang, who was as savage, immediately said: "I beg the emperor to give the old minister a chance to redeem his sins."

Xiao Jingheng smiled like a playful smile: "The rear seat of the central palace has been hanging empty for many days. Fang Aiqing thought who is the most suitable?"

Speaking of this, Mr. Fang had something else to understand and bowed and said, "Of course he is the legitimate daughter of General Chu. The eldest lady of the Chu family is both literary and talented, and well-educated, which is the most suitable."

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Xiao Jingheng slowly stood up and bent down to help Mr. Fang up. The other party took two steps back in surprise, muttering that the old minister dared not, and when he looked up, the person had disappeared.

Only the old man Fang was left standing there. He was covered in cold sweat and was soaked in battle. He sighed with a bitter face: "I haven't stopped this day."

At the same time, he scolded the late emperor several times in his heart. There were so many ministers in the court, why did he ask him to entrust his orphans?

Harmful to others!
Chapter completed!