"There are a lot of iron tools, as well as the asbestos in the princess's mouth." Fang Chengzhong sent someone to do a rough inventory, and finally returned to King Xuan to report.

"Did you find Huo Huan Bu?" King Xuan asked.

Fang Chengzhong waved his hand, and someone came up carrying a thick pile of clothes.

He was surprised and said: "I have never seen anything like this before, and I don't know if it is Huo Huan Bu."

King Xuan calmly ordered people to light a fire and throw the clothes in.

Flames shot up and engulfed the fabric.

Three out of five items were burned.

Even so, it is still amazing enough.

"Such a thing actually exists in the world!" Fang Chengzhong was so amazed that he couldn't put it down. When he turned his head, he saw King Xuan covering his mouth and nose.

Fang Chengzhong was a little surprised.

This substance is poisonous, and as a noble man, King Xuan Tianhuang should be careful to take care of himself.

But in the past, on the battlefield, they often did not feel that King Xuan was the son of the emperor. He always charged forward bravely and fearlessly. His face was expressionless, as if he would die on the battlefield the next moment without even frowning.

It is precisely for this reason that no one in the army does not admire His Highness King Xuan.

Seeing Prince Xuan's actions, Fang Chengzhong suddenly had a strange thought in his mind - His Highness seemed to want to live longer.

When Fang Chengzhong was lost in thought, King Xuan said: "Pack it away. These treasures should be presented to the emperor."

"……yes!"

They followed the secret passage and finally arrived at the underground palace built by Qian Zixu.

When he pushed the door open and went out, what he saw at first glance was the tomb he had built underground, belonging to his wife.

"Your Highness, should we go out this way?"

"Go back the way you came."

"yes."

King Xuan turned around and stopped: "Give her some incense."

Fang Chengzhong was startled for a moment, then nodded and lit a stick of incense for Qian Zixu's long-dead wife.

The tomb is very clean, and the fragrant wax, melons and fruits enshrined in front of it are all carried in exquisite gold vessels.

The coffin is eleven or twelve feet long and five or six feet wide. It has a painted red background.

Fang Chengzhong shook his head and sighed: "Love is true love, but it doesn't prevent him from disturbing his wife's peace and using it as an excuse. Man, it's really..."

Having said this, he couldn't help but glance worriedly in the direction of King Xuan.

But at this glance, he met King Xuan's cold and even gloomy gaze.

Fang Chengzhong couldn't help but be startled.

Your Highness...what are you thinking about?

They quickly left the underground palace.

Wait until you return to the previous entrance.

Fang Chengzhong was startled again: "Why is there still a little wolf cub here?"

Du Hongxue interjected: "I'm afraid you are afraid of us for the time being and don't dare to come back to take it."

King Xuan glanced at it: "...then put it away and leave it to the princess to play with tomorrow."

This... play?

If you say you can play it, you can play it!

Fang Chengzhong knelt down and picked up the wolf cubs himself.

Xue Qingyin fell asleep early that night.

She even had a dream, in which there were mountains of gold, and even the pillows were made of gold. She turned her head, feeling a little panicked, and at the same time, there was a smell of rust in her nose.

She was a little angry.

How did gold turn into iron?

She was so angry that she woke up.

She opened her eyes and realized there was a figure beside her bed.

"Your Highness?" She reached out her hand in a daze and grabbed the hem of the other person's clothes. Hmm? Why is there a bit of blood in it? It overlapped with the rust in her dream.

Xue Qingyin instinctively rubbed her fingertips, and then someone grabbed her hand.

King Xuan's deep voice sounded: "Go on to sleep."

Xue Qingyin was pushed back to the bed by him, her eyes opened blankly, and then closed again after a while.

King Xuan took off his belt with one hand and took off his outer clothes. He lowered his head and smelled the bloodless scent remaining on his body before lying down.

Xue Qingyin instinctively arched her buttocks twice and ran into King Xuan's arms. Then she rested her head on his arm and continued to sleep comfortably.

When the sky is about to dawn.

Xue Qingyin unknowingly rolled to another corner of the bed.

King Xuan had already stood up. He was wearing a single coat, leaning on the corner of the bed, and tied the silver bell in his hand to Xue Qingyin's ankle.

...Are you pretending to be jealous?

He leaned over and bit Xue Qingyin's ankle. The suppressed but surging sourness suddenly escaped.

Xue Qingyin suddenly woke up.

"Dog bite me?"

Her eyes widened.

The ferocious and powerful "big wolf dog" leaned forward, grabbed her wrist, and took off her clothes.

"jingle".

A silver bell rang.

Xue Qingyin suddenly thought about it... Is this the silver jewelry worn by the dancers earlier? Oh, when you saw them dancing, was this what they were thinking about emotionally?

Xue Qingyin just understood.

The silver bell rang again.

Such jingling bells are heard all the time.

Xue Qingyin's waist was numb and her legs were weak. She was holding on to the bedpost and her eyes curled up in a lingering way.

"you……"

You fucking know how to play!

She heard King Xuan's low and hoarse voice ringing in her ears, almost inaudible, but there seemed to be a bit of madness in the low voice.

"I'm a little jealous," he said.

Xue Qingyin:?

Isn’t this something you have to pretend in front of others?

Why did this start?

But soon another thought flashed through her mind in confusion -

Oh, it is true that such a scene cannot be staged in front of others.

Two hours later.

Xue Qingyin got up, clamoring for breakfast, and told the palace servants to bring the servants sent by Qian Zixu and He Songning.

After finishing her instructions, she glared at King Xuan: "You are pretending really hard."

As she said this, she slipped out of bed, took two steps, and limped: "...If I didn't know better, I'd think you broke my leg."
Chapter completed!