Shi Sheng entered the Yulang Pavilion. It was too dark inside, so she could only see the shelves in the room.
A faint light shone from behind her, then slowly grew stronger.
Ming Jin approached Shi Sheng from behind, holding a luminous pearl in his hand.
Shi Sheng glanced at him.
Ming Jin smiled gently. His eyes seemed to be covered with a thin veil, making it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes.
Shi Sheng shuddered and shifted her gaze to look around.
This pervert!
There were many shelves here, on which were all kinds of jade and porcelain.
There were also calligraphy and paintings on the side.
This must be the collection room.
"Miss Zhuang, what are you looking for? I can help you find it. "Ming Jin followed behind Shi Sheng, holding the luminous pearl.
Shi Sheng didn't say anything.
Because she didn't know what she was looking for.
Shi Sheng searched the entire Yulang Pavilion, but still found nothing.
So she guessed wrong?
F * ck!
I'm not going to do this stupid mission.
[Host, Health Points.] The System dutifully appeared to remind Shi Sheng.
Damn you!
Shi Sheng gritted her teeth. I'll bear with it. You're so awesome! You'll cry in the future.
"Miss Zhuang." Ming Jin had appeared in front of a painting in the corner and called her softly.
Shi Sheng walked over. Ming Jin pointed at the painting with a smile. "There's something wrong with this painting."
"Why is there light in here? Let's go in and take a look … "
There was a sudden voice.
Ming Jin put away the luminous pearl and jumped onto the roof beam with Shi Sheng in his arms.
"Creak —" The door was pushed open, and a few dark figures filed out from the door.
"Why is he gone?"
"Look around. If anything happens to the Little Prince, we won't be able to keep our heads."
They spread out and walked in through the door.
The roof beam was very small, so Shi Sheng was almost entirely in Ming Jin's arms.
His breath hit her ear, soft and warm.
Ming Jin held Shi Sheng's head in his hand and suddenly lowered his head, pressing close to Shi Sheng's lips.
Without giving Shi Sheng any chance to react, he swept across her lips and teeth.
Someone happened to be standing below them. Just as he was about to look up, someone called him from afar.
He scratched his head and left.
The room was plunged into darkness again.
Ming Jin licked his Shi Sheng lips and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Is Miss Zhuang satisfied?"
"Just so-so." Shi Sheng pushed him away expressionlessly and jumped off the beam.
This idiot!
Her kissing skills were so bad, yet she still had the nerve to ask I.
Ming Jin rubbed the corner of his lips with his index finger and jumped down as well. "Why don't we practice a few more times? I'm sure Miss Zhuang will be satisfied."
Shi Sheng suddenly turned around, grabbed him by the collar and pressed him against the wall.
"Come, Miss Zhuang."
Shi Sheng inched closer and closer to Ming Jin.
Ming Jin could feel her breathing.
However, in the next second, she moved away from him and whispered in his ear, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll kill you."
"Even if I die, I must drag Miss Zhuang down with me." Ming Jin reached out and wrapped his arms around Shi Sheng's waist. He tightened his grip and said gently, "How could I bear to let Miss Zhuang live alone in this world?"
"I'm willing to let you die alone."
"It's alright, I won't let you live alone."
Shi Sheng: "…"
She really hated this side of Feng Ci.
She wanted to hack him to death.
Ming Jin let go of her before Shi Sheng could do anything. He turned around and looked at the painting.
He took it down. There was a dent in the back of the painting.
Shi Sheng thought that the shape of the dent looked familiar. In the next second, she saw Ming Jin take out a jade pendant and place it in the dent. With a light twist, the bookshelf beside them silently moved aside.
Shi Sheng: "…"
So why was the key in this idiot's hands?
Ming Jin put the jade pendant away. Seeing Shi Sheng staring at it, he handed it over. "Miss Zhuang, are you sure you don't want this as a token of love?"
It was obvious that this was a prop. Of course she wanted it!
Shi Sheng calmly accepted the jade pendant.
Ming Jin's gaze was gentle. "Miss Zhuang, aren't you going to give me a token of love?"
"I don't have your life or your money."
Ming Jin closed in on Shi Sheng and reached out to cup her face. "Then I'll take it myself."
Shi Sheng bent her knee and pushed him back. Ming Jin hurriedly retreated. "Miss Zhuang, a lady shouldn't be so rough."
"Try touching me again." Shi Sheng revealed a sinister smile. "I promise you'll never forget it."
"Courtesy demands reciprocity. I gave you a token of love. Shouldn't you give me one?" Ming Jin was unconvinced.
"No."
Shi Sheng turned to look behind the bookshelf. This idiot doesn't even look where she is. Flirt your grandpa.
There was no secret room behind the bookshelf. There was only a hollowed-out space with several boxes inside.
One of the boxes was the largest.
Shi Sheng took it out. It was covered in a thick layer of dust. It had obviously been a long time since anyone touched it.
Ming Jin stood to the side and looked at her. His gentle gaze was somewhat unreadable.
Shi Sheng opened the box.
There was only an imperial edict inside.
It was a posthumous edict. Judging from the year, it was written by the emperor's father's father, Yuwen Xun's grandfather.
The contents of the edict were about the succession of the throne.
"Yuwen Mo?" The late emperor's name wasn't Yuwen Mo, was it?
Ming Jin's gaze swept over the edict. He reminded her, "Let's leave this place first."
Shi Sheng put the edict away, returned the bookshelf to its original state, and slipped out of Yulang Pavilion.
Halfway there, she turned back and found Yuwen Jing's bedchamber. After knocking out the person inside, she showed him to Yuwen Jing.
After leaving the bedchamber, Ming Jin said thoughtfully, "I didn't expect Miss Zhuang to have a conscience."
"I don't have one." That thing had long been fed to the dogs.
"Then why did Miss Zhuang save Yuwen Jing?"
Shi Sheng raised her chin. "I was happy. I was willing."
There were thousands of reasons, but they couldn't compare to a single "I was happy."
Ming Jin walked behind her. As he watched her back, the sound of his heart beating could be heard clearly. It was a feeling he had never experienced before.
It was as if he had always lived for her.
That heart was beating for her.
When they returned to Zhai Xing Lou, Shi Sheng had been locked out by Ming Jin, but this fellow had actually climbed in through the window.
Shi Sheng felt that he should seal the window.
No, if he sealed it, what would he do when she wanted to climb in through the window?
This idiot!
"Why can your jade pendant open that mechanism?" Shi Sheng took out the edict and asked casually.
"Do you know who Yuwen Mo is?" Ming Jin sat across from Shi Sheng.
"I don't know." Never heard of this name …
"He's the late emperor's younger brother, the former Third Prince."
The late emperor's younger brother? One person substituted for another …
In other words, the late emperor had stolen the throne that should have belonged to Yuwen Mo?
"But what does this have to do with your jade pendant?" Aren't you a freaking Western Liang prince?
Ming Jin's expression changed slightly. "When I was first sent to Dong Jin, I lived in the Third Prince's residence until I was four years old."
Shi Sheng narrowed his eyes. He had been sent to Yunyin Temple 16 years ago and had only returned to the capital a year ago.
Then what happened 16 years ago?
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