"Will it be unsafe for you to lock people in the palace?"

Song Qing held her hands behind her back, looking like a chat, looking at the eunuch who was half a step behind her.

"The dungeon is strong and can also introduce lake water. It is not a problem to keep a person alone." The eunuch replied.

Song Qing raised an eyebrow unexpectedly. He asked "people", and the eunuch answered "people".

"Where are you living in?" Song Qing decided to talk about home-cooked words.

"My family is in a small tribe three days away from Havalizhe City. The tribe is small, with only two or three thousand people in total, and the name is not worth mentioning." The eunuch replied softly.

"Then why did you get here?" Song Qing turned his head slightly, and saw that there was a moment of stunned moment on the eunuch's face.

"Havarizhe is the most powerful country nearby. Living here is safe and living well, better than home, so I came naturally."

Song Qing listened to this answer that was avoiding the most important thing and decided to take a risk.

"Do you know where the little princess was injured? Even if the little girl of this age only bumped her, her family would feel distressed and anxious for a long time. I don't know if the little princess's family knew that she was assassinated in the palace, would she regret it..."

Song Qing was very moved. This kind of emotion was half true and half false, but it sounded extremely sincere now.

The eunuch followed Song Qing's footsteps silently until they saw the lake in the east, and then spoke.

"There is nothing to regret, it's fate."

"You mean, is it the will of the little princess to marry His Majesty? "

"All unions are the will of God Hu. If it is happiness, it is the gift of God Hu." The eunuch said respectfully.

Song Qing did not ask what would happen if it was misfortune. According to this logic, I am afraid that all misfortunes either attribute to human sins or were interpreted as tests of God Hu.

"We are here at this time, probably because of God Hu's will. May God Hu's blessing." Song Qing took the opportunity and said, "When I first met Your Majesty, I once offered a gift, which contained some excellent medicines, which may be helpful to the little princess' injuries, and also to the injury of Your Majesty."

"Thank you for your concern. Your Majesty's injury is not serious. Although the Nineteenth Princess injured her lower abdomen, the wound was not deep. Moreover, the Nineteenth Princess was smart and not only stopped the bleeding for Your Majesty and herself in time, but later found the appropriate medicine from the gifts given to you. Now it is fine."

"The 19th Princess is so young, but she still knows medical skills?" Song Qing was surprised.

"It's not a medical skill, it's just a medicine that is often used by the people to stop bleeding. It was brought by the little princess. It was thought that the family members felt sorry for her, so she made her-" The eunuch paused, lowered her head and said rudely.

The worry on Song Qing's face disappeared, and she showed a relaxed smile at the angle that the eunuch could not see. There was at least one thing today, just as he thought.

The palace was not big, and the two of them had already arrived in front of a stone gate while they were talking.

The stone gate is not big, only one person wide. Song Qing looked up and recognized that it was the bottom of the platform that fell not long ago. I thought the dungeon was connected to Lake Mulit.

The worst scenario that Song Qing imagined was not realized.

It was a mattress in the dungeon. Although it was a little dark and damp, it was better than being soaked in the water. Especially now it was less than March. I think the lake water must be biting cold. It was a weak scholar, a young man, would not be able to stand it.

Shisui looked at Song Qing quietly, but Song Qing looked around, guessing how Hassan VI would pay attention to him throughout the whole process.

There was no one behind Song Qing, and the eunuch who led him in had retreated at some point.

Song Qing looked at the dark stone walls around him again, raised his hand and wiped his fingertips. He looked at Shi Xuyi with sympathy. When the tide rises, will it not rain here?

Song Qing greeted Shi Sui with a smile

"Is it unlucky?"

"Who are you asking?" Yi Sui raised her eyebrows.

Song Qing was silent.

"Why are you here?" Shisui asked.

"I'll be ordered to deal with you." Song Qing spread his hands and sighed.

"I'm just unlucky in dealing with what I do." Shisui felt a little wronged.

"You have been lucky enough to be an imperial merchant again, sent the princess out of seclusion, and had a personal relationship with the national teacher. In a few days, you have turned your chamber of commerce into the most powerful civilian force in our Celestial Empire, and it's time to be unlucky." As he said that, Song Qing was a little envious.

"The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Even if I die in the palace now, at most I will let the remaining 300 people act casually. I can't let the soldiers outside the city come in, right?" Yi Sui smiled bitterly.

"Don't even think about it. My five hundred guard will never obey your orders." Song Qing replied angrily.

"I'm not interested in ordering your guard. General Zheng's talents are elite soldiers, and there are ten people who can beat you." Shisui was a little disgusted.

"You can take a quick look here!" Song Qing was annoyed by Shi Sui's attitude and glanced at him, "Even if that elf joined our team outside the city, you took her around in the city, then you must be responsible for her behavior!"

"Although that elf is the enemy of God Hu, it is hard to say that it was sent by God Hu to test the world. I just acted according to God Hu's arrangement." This year, he returned to his peace, smiled faintly, and was very confident.

"What? Do you think you have led a little angel into the city?" Song Qing glared at him, turned around and left.

"Hehe." This is the year chuckled and never said a word.

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The lake is really cold.

He climbed out of the water every year, staggered to the shore and sat down, shivering into a ball, rubbing his arms hard.

It is precisely because the lake water is very cold that I don’t get angry every year as soon as I fall into the water. The anger is condensed and turns into a heavy piece in my heart.

She immediately realized the danger of this big lake.

The visibility in the lake is very low, and wherever you can see the eyes, there are clusters of black aquatic plants swaying with the lake water.

She floated carefully every year and did not dare to poke out of the water - after all, she had just fallen and was worried that someone would be on her head - the long water grass swept across her ankles and arms. Even if she was anxious, she would not dare to swim too fast to avoid being entangled by the water grass.

The instant concentration achieved was reduced her heartbeat speed and made her breath last for a long time. When she first went to the water to breathe, the lights of Havalizhe City were already fifty meters away.

It surfaces every year, thinking about where you will go next.

It seems a bit dangerous to return to the city, so I might as well find the temple as planned.

Every year I looked down and found that the golden hairpin was gone.

She couldn't recall where she got the hairpin when she fell into the water, probably because she let go and threw it away for a moment?

Fortunately, something more important was placed in the storage crystal. I took a breath every year and got into the water.

She didn't know that this lake was a sacred and dangerous sacred lake for the locals, so she naturally didn't dare to swim casually on the lake, and at most she came up to change her temper.

We continue to travel east every year, and it is said that it is the temple of the god Hu.

She wanted to go to the temple to see it and explore it around the city. When she learned about the existence of the Hu Shen Temple, she adhered to the principle of the shortest straight line between two points and crossed the palace. She wanted to find a small boat and plan to row to the other side while it was dark. This would be faster than circling the palace wall and circling the lakeshore.

Everything was going well until she heard a girl's pleading and crying.

Niannian didn't regret hurting the man who was said to be the king. Thinking of the little princess who was so strong that she was not like a ten-year-old girl, Niannian really couldn't hate her, although it was her who screamed to attract the guards.

She hates Song Qing even more now.

Every year I thought about some 100 ways to punish Song Qing. The expression on my face became ferocious and sometimes sneered, and soon I spent all this breath of oxygen.

After ventilating, she dived again. This time she did not swim east as she wished, but was blocked by the water flow and pushed into another direction.

The more you are, the more you should be calm. You have experienced whaling every year. After the initial doubts, you immediately start to adjust your breathing and feel the flow of the lake.

It is unwise to compete with the water flow. After swimming along the water flow for a while every year, it makes you even more troublesome.

This lake is not only covered with black aquatic plants like a forest, but also with several irregular and powerful undercurrents. If it weren't for her good water nature and good mentality, I'm afraid that after getting into the water, I would either be entangled by the aquatic plants or be swollen and suffocated to death by being caught in the undercurrent.

Although she was not panicked, she was already trapped by undercurrents and didn't know where she was going to be taken.

After several ups and downs and struggles, she saw the lake shore several times every year, but she could not get rid of the undercurrent. She gradually lost her energy and could only go with the flow and ensured that she would not die first.

Fortunately, she was still pushed to the shore by the lake in the end, but she had long been unable to tell the difference between the east, south, west and north.

After sitting on the ground for a while, his clothes and cloak were dry every year.

After all, the leather material used in this cloak was a treasure bought by Qi Youfenghua for a high price. Even if I soaked in the lake for a long time, I still didn't touch the water. The clothes that were once cut by Manager Qin from Hongke's shop again were also benefited from and had the characteristics of quick drying.

She plucked it on the ground every year, pulled out a handful of grass and stuffed it into her mouth. It was unpalatable and had a fishy smell, but at least it was full. The kind of shrub salt claws she liked were placed with camel feed, and she had already eaten what she brought with her, and she didn't think about replenishing it.

After all, it is really easy to feed every year. She eats whatever cattle and sheep, and she can eat it even if she doesn’t eat cattle and sheep. For example, she regrets now that she didn’t cut some water plants to serve as dry food. Maybe it tastes good?

Fill your stomach, nourish your energy, get up every year and walk along the lake shore. She can see the lights of Havalizhe City in the distance, so walk in the opposite direction of the light.

She must go to the temple. Every year she thought of the blood-stained cigarette pole and the small paper bag of the culprit, and walked forward step by step.

It was too late when she found the old man's body.

The wild dog that gnawed the body was killed and the old man's body buried. He took away the old man's cigarette pole and paper bag with gold leaves every year.

She didn't know what she would do after she arrived at the temple. It would be simple to fight with God Hu, but can she bring the old man back to life if he wins?

But I still have to go there. At least I have to clarify the facts for the old man, so that his family will no longer suffer, and that they can shed tears for their dead relatives openly.

A dark shadow of a building appeared by the lake in the distance, and she accelerated her pace.

After walking for dozens of meters, he took out the short bow and wooden arrow vigilantly every year, lowering his footsteps.

There was a voice coming from the front.

Shouting, screaming and roaring.

I stopped every year, and waited until the voices gradually faded and finally returned to silence, so I carefully approached the tall temple that was gradually clear.

The white temple with a dome stands alone on the wilderness, facing the westward city of Havarizhe, hazy orange-red light shines from the arch into the dark night, breaking on the water into twinkling stars.

In the dim light, a man was standing quietly facing the arch, with long shadows falling on the ground, as if guiding the direction every year.

On his back was a man in a white monk's robe, with a slender wound on his abdomen that almost cut him in half.

There were more than a dozen lying figures on the ground, the white monk's robe was covered with blood, and occasionally broken limbs were scattered.

Every year, she put down the bow and arrow in her hand and got closer and closer. As she got closer, she saw that there were many bleeding blades on the man's coarse linen. His standing posture was also a bit crooked, as if he was injured in his leg. He had no choice but to shift the center of gravity to one leg.

After running to this person every year, Qi Youfeng, who had already heard her footsteps, suddenly turned around. After seeing who the person was, two scimitars in his hand that were still bleeding fell to the ground.

Qi Youfeng bent his left leg, half kneeled on the ground and panted lightly, looking up at Nian Nian and smiling.

"I knew you would be here."
Chapter completed!