Chapter 373
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She couldn't help but blurt out those words. Only then did she realize that what she had just said was no different from openly declaring in front of him, "My heart is in love with you, and I hope to grow old with you hand in hand."
She was extremely embarrassed and her whole body was in a mess. It was one thing to secretly say something bad behind his back, but it was another thing to say it in front of him. Although face wasn't very useful, it was still good to have it occasionally.
"I mean, we are originally allies. Now that we have gone through life and death together, we can be considered close friends … Haha, the moonlight tonight is really good. Your Highness, it's late. You should rest a bit more. Your injuries will heal faster … "She couldn't be more stiff in changing the topic.
He said, "I'll remember." In the unfathomable night, there was a faint smile in his deep voice. "I'll remember what you said just now. If you don't do it or forget, don't blame me for taking you back to Nanping Wang's residence and making you copy it a thousand times. "
Ning Shu, "… Previously it was five hundred. Now it's a thousand. Your Highness is really generous." There was even a price increase? This was really Xiahou Qing.
Xiahou Qing, "If you think a thousand isn't enough, two thousand is also fine."
"Shizi's kindness, my daughter doesn't have the fortune to enjoy it."
"In this world, only you can enjoy it."
Ning Shu's face turned red again, "Shizi still has the mood to joke with me. It seems like your injuries are no longer serious."
"Don't worry. Although my body isn't very good, I won't die in a short time. I'll try to live a bit longer, long enough for you to fulfill your promise."
"Then is it too late for me to back out now?"
"There is a saying among the people: 'Once you've boarded a pirate ship, don't think about getting off.' Ning Shu, it's too late for you."
The two of them coincidentally chose this method of bickering, trying their best to dispel the uneasiness in each other's heart in the pitch-black darkness. They also secretly expressed that they cared about each other. The corners of their mouths curved, and their hearts were filled with love. Until the two of them leaned against each other and fell into a deep sleep again.
When the light returned to the underground palace, it was already the next morning. Ning Shu opened her eyes and found that the outer robe was back on her body. Xiahou Qing was leaning against the stone wall next to her and woke up before her.
"Your Highness, you're heavily injured and it's cold and damp underground. You should wear this robe first."
"It's just some superficial wounds. I'm not a woman. I can't catch a cold during confinement. Don't worry, I promised you that I won't die for the time being. Jiusi and the others must be thinking of a way to come down. You should put on your clothes properly. "
She hadn't drunk a drop of water for nearly sixteen hours, and after going through so many twists and turns, even if she wasn't injured, she was still somewhat exhausted. She was like an arrow at the end of its flight, let alone Xiahou Qing.
She knew that he was only pretending to be calm and collected. This wasn't the way to go. Rather than waiting for others to rescue him, it was better to take the initiative. She thought about it and decided to listen to him. She put on her outer robe and tied it tightly.
"There's no water or dry food here. Your Highness, don't move around so as to avoid wasting your strength. Right now, the light is good. I'll go to the Xue family's memorial tablet and sword mound to look around and see if I can find the mechanism."
Xiahou Qing nodded and suppressed the cough in his throat. "Be careful."
"Mm." Ning Shu lifted the corner of her robe and walked forward.
Since the founding of Great Yue two hundred years ago, the Xue family had been generals for many generations. They had a total of nine generations of descendants. Not a single one of their men had not died on the battlefield. Boiling hot blood gushed out of their bodies and splashed over every piece of armor and weapon. As time passed, the blood gradually dried up and turned black, rotting away along with the armors and weapons that their masters had worn when they were alive.
Walking in front of the rows of strawman armors, Ning Shu could not help but feel reverence as she approached. Thinking about how the Xue Family, who had sacrificed their lives for the country, ended up with their entire family dying a horrible death and being cursed by the people of the world, her emotions became even more complicated.
Fortunately, the heroes had died. Otherwise, she would have shed tears.
And the Xue family's example could very well be her Ning family's example. No, it couldn't be like this. Even if she exhausted all her strength, she wouldn't let the Ning family follow in the Xue family's footsteps! Ning Shu's fingernails dug deep into her palms to wake herself up. She then took a deep breath and walked to the rows of silent memorial tablets in front of the Xue family. She respectfully bowed.
"Seniors, if I may be so bold as to offend you."
After bowing, she began to investigate. She knocked on the surrounding walls one by one, but the sound was dull and there was no echo. Yesterday's violent earthquake did not collapse a single piece of stone. She thought that the stone walls were made of molten iron and were incomparably sturdy. She took out more than forty iron swords from the sword tomb and examined them one by one. There was no mechanism underneath.
The armor was too heavy to move. Ning Shu tried a few times and could only give up. She focused her attention on the memorial tablets. There were a total of one hundred and forty-two memorial tablets for the nine generations of the Xue family. Most of them were mottled with paint over the years. Only a few of them were still written clearly. Ning Shu's gaze swept over the memorial tablets one by one. Her gaze suddenly settled on a new memorial tablet in the corner, and her pupils abruptly constricted.
"Ancestor Xue Hongyi's memorial tablet was erected in the year of Huai Yue in the year of Xin Mao."
She turned her head in astonishment and said, "I know why in the ancestral tombs above, only Xue Hongyi's memorial tablet has not been cleaned. It's because the one buried there is not her real body! The real Xue Hongyi did not die twenty-one years ago. She hid somewhere and quietly survived. It was not until twelve years later in the fourth month of the year of Xin Chou that she truly died. Not only that, she also gave birth to a child in these twelve years! "
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