Queen's Purpose

Chapter 394 There are only four words on the note, but the man's pupils shrank violently

The man glanced at her softly, "Didn't you adjust the frequency?" It was just that soft and slightly weird smile that inexplicably made her feel a chill down her spine.

Her face flushed red, "I'm talking about the number of times!"

"Oh? How many times do you want?"

"I think……"

She didn't realize that she was almost caught in the middle of her speech, and she glared at him angrily, "Quan Qing Jiu, you stinky rascal!"

The negotiation ended in failure in the end, and his warm breath touched her itchy breath next to her ear, touching her nerves.

Xia Fanyin felt that it would be eight lifetimes of bad luck for her to expose his identity as a fake eunuch—no, it would be even more unlucky to meet that damned Lord of the Flying Eagle Palace and shoot that kind of medicine on her!
Taking advantage of the man's unpreparedness, she bitterly picked up her knife and the half-carved blood jade, and was going to find some free time to continue.

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For the funeral of the three princesses, Haohao Tangtang's team went to the imperial mausoleum.

It was already afternoon when we arrived at the place, and the sacrificial ceremony prepared by the Ministry of Rituals went on for a long time, and it was almost night when the burial was carried out.

The sky was dark, and just as Xia Fanyin was in a daze, all the ceremonies before the burial were finally over, and the huge sarcophagus was slowly carried into the "Princess Tomb".

I don't know if it's her illusion, but since she came to this place, the man beside her has always looked unsightly, especially after dark, the handsome face hidden in the darkness seems to have bursts of chills flashing across it.

"Ouch……"

Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by the little eunuch beside her.

Someone who didn't have long eyes bumped into Quan Qingjiu directly!

"Nine thousand years old, the servant deserves to die!"

The people around were startled, thinking that the little eunuch was going to be unlucky, but the clinker man just glanced at him, "Get up."

"Thank you nine thousand years old, thank you nine thousand years old!"

After speaking, he ran away in a panic.

The moment they passed by, the man's eyes froze for a moment, and what he held in his palm was the note given by the little eunuch just now.

When Xia Qingxue's coffin was carried into the mausoleum, he folded his sleeves and slowly opened it.

There were only four words on the note, but the man's pupils shrank violently.

In just an instant, he lowered his eyes, put away the paper and squeezed it tightly, almost crushing the paper in his hand.

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After a whole day of silence and ceremony, the burial was finally over.

Xia Fanyin was about to turn around, but someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, "Go back first, I still have something to do, huh?"

He leaned over her ear, his voice low.

Probably because she realized that he didn't want people to hear, so she lowered her voice when she spoke, "Now?"

What spooky things are going to be dealt with in the mausoleum?
She couldn't see his face, and he didn't seem to plan to say more, only a low monosyllable came to her eardrum, "Mmm."

After finishing speaking, a tall figure walked past her.

He was wearing a black robe, and quickly disappeared into the crowd, heading in the opposite direction to the way back.

Xia Fanyin felt uneasy and had a very bad premonition.

She looked around, but no one paid attention to her, so she hurriedly moved to the side, letting everyone pass by her.

In a place like a mausoleum, there are more dead people than living people. Standing alone in a dark place where no one will notice, the cold wind blows, which is quite creepy.

Xia Fanyin couldn't help shivering.

(End of this chapter)