Even the word 'gan' has been omitted.

Feng Qianen smiled: "Yes, here we come."

"Why are you here alone?" Feng Zu smiled and went over to take the food box. He was even more happy when he saw a wine bottle inside: "Dad, it's too cold. It would be good to have some wine to go with the cold."

"Today is August 15th, we and I are reunited." Feng Qianen sat down and said, "I will make an exception tonight and give you something to drink. You are not allowed to drink secretly in the future."

"No, no, no." Feng Zuo smiled playfully, took out the wine bottle, raised his hand and poured it into his mouth.

Feng Qianen raised his hand to stop him, but his arm froze and slowly lowered his face, wiping tears from the side of his face as if to hide it.

Feng Zuo's face over there was already a little distorted. He covered his stomach and forced a smile: "Dad... my son is not up to expectations. It seems that he has a stomachache and a stomachache..."

Feng Qianen turned his back: "Son, dad originally wanted to find a good future for you... But who knows... Don't blame dad when you get there! You have a stomachache, right? It's okay, dad will be found soon."

The best medicine…”

Feng Zu looked at Feng Qianen in disbelief: "Dad...why..."

Feng Qianen's tears immediately fell like rain, "Son, we serve the master, there is no reason why. Live like a human being, the master will keep you. Live like a human being no longer, life or death is just a matter of the master's words.

.Dad originally thought that he could ascend to heaven. If you call me dad, I will make plans for you...Who knows, it was dad who harmed you..."

"Dad..." Feng Zuo rolled on the ground holding his belly in pain, "Dad... I don't blame you for my son... Who told us that we were born with a low life..." He turned to look at the woman lying in the crystal coffin,

"But my son hates... hates... that he will be buried with a dead woman for the rest of his life..."

Feng Qianen whimpered, who could say otherwise!

Just a dead person!

Feng Zu gritted his teeth and rushed towards the crystal coffin with great strength.

"No!" Feng Qian'en glared and rushed over to hold Feng Zuo, but it was still a step too late. Feng Zuo rushed over, and then...then the coffin fell over, cracking a gap, and the woman's stiff fingers got stuck in the gap.

Inside, he was shocked. A lot of effort had been spent on this coffin, and now there was a gap... all the previous efforts were in vain... He was about to go over to check, but when he got there, he realized that Feng Chou was missing.

Just now, it disappeared into thin air right in front of my eyes.

Is it because the corpse's fingers touched Feng Zou?

Then why did so many people touch her before and she didn't disappear?

Could it be because Feng Zou had already become a dead person at that moment?

Feng Qian'en boldly handed over the food box, gently touched the woman's finger, and then the food box disappeared after rubbing it.

He stretched out his fingers again and touched the woman's fingers. His heart almost stopped beating before he realized that it had no influence on him.

Does it have to be a dead thing?

But she also touched the coffin, why can't the coffin disappear?

Is it because she's in the coffin?

This conjecture shocked Feng Qianen. He didn't know if there were any ghosts or monsters in this underground palace that he couldn't see.

He stared at the corpse. After such a short time, the corpse's cheeks had sunk and were not as beautiful as before.

'She' is a complete dead person at this moment.

Feng Qian'en didn't know whether he had caused trouble or made a meritorious service, so he didn't dare to hide it, so he quickly left and went to the Li Zheng Palace, but he didn't see the emperor.

Emperor Xuanping went to Chenxu Palace.

Feng Qianen almost trotted over again and reported outside before going in.

His expression told Emperor Xuanping: Something happened, something big happened.

"My beloved, please rest early." Emperor Xuanping comforted Hua Yingxue, "I wonder if there is another commotion outside the palace. I have to go and take a look."

Hua Yingxue was particularly considerate: "Don't get angry. Put on an extra quilt at night. It will be cold tonight."

Emperor Xuanping patted her hand, put on his cloak and went out directly.

Hua Yingxue looked at the casual shoes that he hadn't picked up and thought: It was raining outside, so he didn't change his boots and just wore casual clothes with casual shoes. He didn't even mention the shoes, so he just went out. The emperor didn't care, and Feng Qianen didn't care either.

? Not even a sedan call was made. How urgent is this matter?

Her eyes flickered, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Emperor Xuanping returned to the Li Zheng Palace first and looked at Feng Qianen: "Why... something happened in the underground palace?"

Feng Qianen hurriedly knelt down and explained the matter: "... I did something bad and deserved death."

Emperor Xuanping asked, "Did you see him disappear with your own eyes?"

"Not only did I see him disappear, I also tried it with a food box, and the food box also disappeared." Feng Qian'en covered his chest, "Your Majesty, there is something abnormal about this..."

"What's abnormal?" Emperor Xuanping's eyes flashed with excitement, "So, the thing is still there."

"But...but...the crystal coffin is cracked." Feng Qian'en lowered his head, "Even if it is preserved, I'm afraid it won't look very good."

"Let's go!" Emperor Xuanping turned around and said, "Take me to see. Everyone is dead. Whether it looks good or not is secondary. As long as it is as you said, it will be the best."

When we went in again, the person in the coffin was even more invisible. The mummy was nothing more than that.

Emperor Xuanping paused at his feet: "God?"

Do gods also look like this after death?

No one could give him this answer.

He picked up the knocked-off sacrifice from the ground, and with his withered fingers, the sacrifice disappeared in an instant. Suddenly, he laughed loudly, it's still there! As long as it's still there!

What is needed now is to find 'her' first and find out how to remove the magic weapon.

Therefore, the body must be well preserved.

Emperor Xuanping stood up and left, with a hint of crazy excitement in his eyes as he walked around the Lizheng Palace, "Tell me, if someone were in the palace, who would it be?"

Feng Qianen lowered his head. If he were in the palace and there were so many people in the palace, who knows who it would be.

Emperor Xuanping smiled proudly: "Start tomorrow and check for me. Check carefully. First, it's impossible for someone with a low status. She can't stand groveling. Second, it's impossible for someone to do hard work. She can't bear the pain."

Not guilty. Who is decent and able to have enough food and clothing..."

There is no one else except the master.

When he said this, Emperor Xuanping turned around, "You mean, 'she' is the master?"

Feng Qianen lowered his head and dared not speak.

If it really happened to a certain master, this matter... would not be easy to handle. After all, if she had been hiding under the master's nose for such a long time without being discovered, then 'she' must be something special.

Who is the one?

Queen?

Concubine Chen?

Concubine Li?

Imperial concubine?

impossible!

But if not, who would it be?

"No rush! No rush!" Emperor Xuanping smiled, "You have been waiting for so many years, do you still care about this little time?" He told Feng Qianen: "Go find Bingzhou..."

Before he finished speaking, he paused again, "It's not possible to find a way to join the boat. He has a difficult mind, and his thoughts on this matter may not be the same as mine. No one except us, master and servant, can call this matter any more

The third person knows."

Feng Qianen should have said: "But I won't seal it up..."

"Come here." Emperor Xuanping called Feng Qian'en to his side and whispered, "That's it."

Feng Qianen responded: "Don't worry, I will do it myself, alone."

"Hui?" Yin Bofang was stunned for a moment, "Why does the palace need so many of those things?"

So who knows?

The housekeeper whispered: "That's what the report below says."

Yin Bofang pondered for a moment: "Tell the people below not to ask any more questions. Just stare."

The emperor's affairs are now a bit confusing. Previously, he said that he would leave the task of repairing the Wuji Palace to the grandson. But up to now, he only said that he would ask the grandson to go to the Imperial College to study, and did not mention the Wuji Palace at all.

Is this another plan, or has something else happened?

Can not guess.

He doesn't have time to care about it now, why? Because the person he sent to find the old guy Xuanji came back, and he was successfully kidnapped to the capital.

In addition to being able to look at people's graves and tell fortunes, this old Taoist is also good at the art of identifying yellow.

Ran Geng's poison, this old man may not be able to do anything about it.

They said they were tied here, but they really were. The carriage entered Yin's house, and as soon as the sloppy old man was tied up, he was pulled out of the carriage.

Yin Bofang stood on the porch and sneered toward the yard: "Xuanji, you're not dead yet?"
To be continued...