The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Hmph..." Murong Yunqing snorted coldly, her long and narrow Danfeng eyes were full of coldness, "The Empress Dowager is a little too impatient."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Murong Canghai's lips, his eyes fell on the carriage that was leaving in a hurry, and he said——

"Let's see how anxious she is."

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This is a secret room hidden in the underground of the North Court Palace. The entrance of the secret room is covered by some bougainvillea trees. From the outside, nothing can be seen.

Su Yueming stood at this door with a sharp dagger hidden in her sleeve.

She was trembling all over, she had passed by here several times, she never thought that the prince would be hidden here by Murong Canghai!

It was night now, and she purposely wore green clothes, hiding behind a tree, so that no one could see it unless she was careful.

She had been waiting here for three hours, and the mosquitoes were biting her skin recklessly, her whole body was itchy, but she clenched her teeth, endured it, and even controlled her breathing very well.

What she is best at is patience!

Finally, the two guards who had seen it the night before came over, and saw that their hands were pressed on the bottom of the bougainvillea tree, and the stone door opened slowly, and the two looked back and forth. , After making sure that nothing was found, he walked in. After entering, the door opened again automatically.

This time, she waited for about an hour before the two came out again.

When they were far away, Su Yueming got out from behind the tree vines, and she firmly remembered the position they pressed just now in her heart.

She also pressed it down with her own hand, and after a while——

Sure enough, the door opened!

There was a burst of excitement in her heart, and she immediately dodged into the secret room.

This secret room is more complicated than she imagined. After entering, there are three paths in front of her, but——

Her eyes turned to the ground, and on the leftmost road, beige footprints stretched forward one by one.

That's right, in the previous life, Xuanyuan Qiche also had an intricate secret room, which was used to store his shady secrets.

She expected early in the morning that since Murong Canghai used this secret room to imprison the crown prince, the structure of the secret room would definitely not be simple, so she had already sprinkled some chaff ash on the door of the secret room in advance.

If the two guards stepped on the chaff and ash, they would leave footprints on the ground. Now, she just needs to walk in the direction where the footprints extend.

The secret room was like a labyrinth, with twists and turns. With her waist bent, she walked forward step by step by the light from the torches on the wall.

He walked like this for about half an hour, but he still didn't reach the place where the prince was detained.

And the frustrating thing is that when those chaff-stained footprints reached this level, they disappeared all of a sudden.

Faced with the difficulty of choosing a path.

"What's going on here? Where are the footprints?" She squatted down and examined the place carefully, trying to find some clues.

However, she searched for a long time, but could not find anything.

The footprints just disappeared out of thin air.

She put her ears and hands on the wall, raised her hand, and knocked on the wall, but she heard a solid sound. The wall is not hollow, and the mystery is not here.

She went to the other side, tested it in the same way, and got the same conclusion.

With a thoughtful expression on her face, she walked cautiously, step by step, and cautiously moved forward.