After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

But in the end, Qin Ao disappeared without a trace.

Qin Meng died in the brutal battle three years ago before his brother returned home.

A Bao remembered that Uncle Feng Ran had written a letter to request credit for Qin Meng.

There was a very light sound, and she lowered her head. Her uncle tried his best to suppress all his complicated thoughts, took off his black fox fur coat and collected Qin Ao's remains.

There was a long silence, and then Po raised his hand to help.

But when she took off the animal bracelet on Qin Ao's left wrist bone, her face suddenly turned pale.

It turned out that before General Qin Ao died, he scraped off the flesh from his wrist and used a knife to carve three crooked words on his wrist bone - Save the King of Qin.

He immediately looked at his uncle with concern, and sure enough, his uncle's eyes darkened completely.

If the King of Qin really died at Tulong Pass, why did Qin Ao leave behind these last words even at the cost of self-mutilation when he was on his deathbed?

The most likely guess is that before his death, Qin Ao was certain that the King of Qin was still alive.

A Bao took a deep breath silently, watching her uncle take the bracelet from her and hold it tightly in his palm.

The rust stains accumulated over the years were gradually covered by warm blood.

It dripped silently, submerged in the cracks between the mossy bricks in the corner of the yard, and was completely absorbed by the invading mycelium.

Ah Bao was startled. He pulled the heavy bundle wrapped in black fox fur and grasped his uncle's arm, "Let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, the mycelium grew to a height of more than a person, and opened up a fluffy pure white fungus net like an umbrella, rushing straight at A-Po's face. In a flash, the entire underground cave trembled violently again, and A-Po, who was unable to stand firmly, fell backwards into the arms of his uncle.

A sword light as cold as snow flashed by, and the mycelium, which should have been broken into several small pieces, was only forced back a few steps.

Po was grabbed by his uncle's wrist and protected behind his back.

Bai Zhe, who had left to look for a way out, now returned to the starting point after wandering through the twists and turns of a maze.

At the corner of Hongmei Wall, Luo Qian saw something and was so shocked that her voice trembled: "What should we do? This shouldn't be the case! They are crazy! We can't get back to the ground!"

Hearing this, A Bao, who was full of doubt, asked tentatively: "You can't get out either?"

Luo Qian felt even more disgusted with A Bao.

Calculating quickly, she hesitated secretly. From what Bai Zhe said just now, she guessed correctly that the Lord of the Netherworld Palace was King Feng Ran of the Northern Frontier.

But no one expected that this little slave girl was actually the Princess Diyang of Daqi.

"What do you mean by that?" Luo Qian was planning to irritate A Bao, so she yelled, "Did I lie to you? If you hadn't dragged Sister Bai Cha down into the crack, why would we have come to this dangerous place to save Sister Bai Cha!"

The earth was still shaking, and A Bao, who was being steadily supported by her uncle, did not refute when she heard the words. She just looked at Bai Zhe meaningfully.

"To save Bai Cha?"

"........."

As she expected, Bai Zhe answered her with silence.

Seeing this, Abao's guess became more certain.

After all, in the previous life, when Bai Cha saw that her brother was forced to marry far away in Daqi, she risked her life and entered the palace to assassinate him.

Therefore, she never doubted the deep affection between Bai Cha and Bai Zhe.

But since the moment Bai Zhe brought Luo Qian down into the underground cave, Bai Zhe seemed particularly indifferent and distant towards Bai Cha.

Was it really to save Bai Cha? Or was there another plan?

Luo Qian no longer had the aloof and arrogant look he had when he attended his brother Luo Zhu's succession ceremony in Fuxian Palace.

On the contrary, he was very ferocious and fierce, obviously very familiar with it.

A Bao hesitated, his mind racing.

But no matter what, Luo Qian, as a priest of the Mo tribe, would be unable to get out.

"What did you just see?"

"Your Highness, haven't you noticed that the light in this underground cave has become dimmer?"

When she heard Bai Zhe's words, it reminded her.

I was so focused on Qin Ao's remains that I missed...

When the trembling under his feet suddenly stopped, Abao happened to look up at the top of the cave in the garden.

The light and darkness are due to the hyphae forming a mycelium hunting cover on the top of the garden.

The dumplings were cooked in one pot and all four of them were eaten.

At this critical moment, A Bao had no choice but to say, "I just met a mysterious man. If I find him, maybe I can get something out of him, and..."

Looking at Luo Qian calmly, she continued: "Perhaps you need to try to pass through the mycelium hunting cover."

"I've asked Ah Qian to try this method." Bai Zhe said, "But this layer of mycelium is slowly becoming extremely tough and hard to break with swords and knives. As for the mysterious man, is he wearing a wide robe stained with ink?"

Has it made A Bao even more suspicious.

Bai Zhe knew for sure that the white mycelium in the underground cave would not harm Luo Qian.

The contact is shallow, maybe he brought them into this underground cave on purpose?

"Have you seen him?" Abao just asked.

His feet trembled again, and Bai Zhe glanced at the black-robed King next to Abao, then turned around and led the way, "Follow me."