This corridor was about forty meters long and three meters wide. It was enough to allow a car to pass safely. Therefore, when Xiao Zheng walked in this empty corridor, he only felt that there was a cold aura coming from all directions. Coupled with the rainy weather in London, it made people feel even more depressed.
Click.
The giant door at the end of the corridor was suddenly locked, and Zhao Yin's figure was also blocked outside the door. Xiao Zheng turned his head slightly, but felt that this corridor really made people feel sad.
Fortunately, Xiao Zheng was an atheist. Otherwise, he would be scared to death.
He calmed himself down and slowly walked forward.
Suddenly!
Xiao Zheng's eyes flashed, and a string of familiar words appeared in his mind!
Zhao Dongzang!
Wasn't this the arrogant and despotic Dong Zang?
Zhao Dongzang's name was engraved on the door plate. It was obvious that this room was the place where Dong Zang had once lived.
For some reason, Xiao Zheng pushed the door open and stepped into the room.
This was a separate suite. Or perhaps, each room on the left and right sides of the corridor was the place where a descendant of the Zhao family lived.
Xiao Zheng looked around. The layout of the room was very simple, and even abnormally cold. Apart from the most basic living facilities, there were no extra decorations.
Only the position of the room by the window had a cool breeze blowing in. Standing by the window, one could clearly see the scenery outside the huge castle.
Presumably, when the wind and the sun shone, this room would change its bad luck and be shrouded in warmth, right?
As for Dong Zang, how long had he stayed in this room?
Xiao Zheng exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and slowly left the room. He continued to walk towards Qiu Shou's room at the end of the corridor.
Along the way, he constantly found new names.
There were people he knew, and there were people he didn't know. Those he knew included Zhao Baiao, Zhao Wuji, and Zhao Chunsheng. There were about four or five names he didn't know.
Xiao Zheng didn't push open the door again, because he believed that every room with a name hung here had similar furnishings.
It was cold and full of a cold air.
In addition, in the direction of the wall opposite the window, there was an altar. On the altar, there was an exquisite cinerary casket.
This was where the descendants of the Zhao Family were buried.
Unless this ancient castle disappeared in the long river of history, they would stay here forever.
Born into the Zhao family!
Die for the soul of the Zhao family!
Xiao Zheng felt an inexplicable sense of desolation in his heart.
He calmed himself down and slowly walked towards the room at the end. Soon, he arrived at the entrance.
Dong dong.
Xiao Zheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The thick and heavy door seemed abnormally sturdy, and the knocking also buzzed. There was an extremely dull sound effect.
After waiting for a while, no sound came from the room. However, the door slowly opened with a click.
The person who entered his sight was none other than Autumn Harvest, whom he had not seen for a long time.
As usual, her charming face was as stunning as ever. The only difference was that she looked very haggard. Her clothes were no longer the bewitching cheongsam and high heels. Instead, she was wearing loose and light pajamas.
The quality of her pajamas could not conceal her voluptuous figure. Her entire body exuded a seductive aura. Very tempting.
Seeing Xiao Zheng standing at the door, Qiu Harvest's charming and beautiful eyes did not show much surprise. She just gently stepped aside and said meaningfully, "You finally came."
Hearing this, Xiao Zheng smiled slightly, "Am I not welcome?"
He bypassed Qiu Harvest and walked into the room.
Xiao Zheng had been to Qiu Harvest's home in Sijiu City once. He also basically understood her aesthetic and views on things.
Simple and generous was Qiu Harvest's ultimate aesthetic.
But here, Qiu Harvest's home seemed unusually cold. Except for the basic facilities, there was not much extra decoration. The biggest difference from Dong Zang's room was probably that this room was for a woman. And Dong Zang was a man.
Xiao Zheng sat on a chair casually, and Qiu Harvest politely brought him a cup of tea. Then she gently sat next to him.
Xiao Zheng took the tea and thanked her. Then he asked naturally, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"
He knew that Qiu Harvest was an extremely proud and conceited woman. In this regard, this woman was very similar to Lin Huayin. Therefore, he did not ask too much about Qiu Harvest's life during this period. He was afraid that if he asked too much, it would make Qiu Harvest uncomfortable.
It would be a better topic to talk about if no one answered the phone.
"It was confiscated." Qiu Harvest did not hide anything and just said very casually. "I am not completely free now. I even need to get permission to leave this castle. "
Hearing this, Xiao Zheng slowly put down the teacup and said, "It was me who caused you trouble."
Hearing this, Qiu Shou regained some of the charm she had yesterday. "Then how do you plan to repay me? "Then how are you going to repay me? Although I am physically unwell, I can still hold on. "
Xiao Zheng did not know whether to laugh or cry, but his voice was slightly lowered, "Have you ever thought about leaving here?"
"Leave?" Qiu Harvest's eyes were slightly stunned. Then she thought for a moment. "Where to?"
"To a place that makes you happy," Xiao Zheng said very straightforwardly. "Go anywhere that makes you happy."
Qiu Harvest suddenly smiled and asked, "What place is more comfortable than my own home?"
There was a hidden meaning in these words.
Before a woman had a family, her family was where her parents were.
Unless — — she had her own husband, her own children, then she would have a brand new family.
Obviously, Qiu Harvest did not have such conditions at the moment.
"Before I was ten, I followed my father everywhere and traveled all over the world. Do you know what my only wish was at that time? To find a place where I could live for more than a year. But for me at that time, it was just an extravagant wish, "Qiu Harvest softly sighed and said slowly.
Xiao Zheng could understand her.
Because he had a similar experience.
He had no parents, no family. Even though the old dean was good to him. But the old dean was not his father, and he was not the only orphan who needed to be raised. The care he could get from the old dean was always limited.
Those years of wandering overseas also made him feel very lonely. Although there was never a lack of brothers and sisters around to chat and have fun. But in the dead of night, he would always be hesitant and lonely.
That was not something that could be solved by eating, drinking and having fun. He needed a real person to talk to, and a stable environment.
Now Xiao Zheng had it. So he was very happy.
But Qiu Harvest did not.
Her home was this old castle.
It was the cold, uninhabited, and frightening Zhao Family's mansion.
She did not have to worry about food and clothing. The Zhao Family's wealth was enough to compete with some medium-sized countries. It even had an extremely strong influence on a global scale.
It could be said that she was a princess. She was a princess of high status.
But where was her prince?
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