“I came to find the handwritten letter of the Lord of Qingqiu. He clearly left a handwritten letter when he scattered his soul last time. Whoever obtains the handwritten letter can become the new Lord of Qingqiu. I, your daddy, defeated the other competitors, but I have never found the handwritten letter. I suspect the handwritten letter is still hidden in the mansion!” Li Zhi said unwillingly.
Sang Luo nodded, listening. “Well, have you found any clues after searching for so long?”
“A few days ago, when I was drilling holes nearby, I found a forbidden area under this mansion. There is a barrier guarding the outside. No matter how I drill, I can’t get in. I suspect that old fox hid important things in that place!”
Sang Luo frowned. She had been in the mansion for so long, but she didn’t realize that there was another world below… She used her mental power to investigate, and indeed, when she went three feet deep underground, she was blocked by an energy barrier, and her mental power was bounced back.
What’s hidden there… is it Yan’s important item?
Sang Luo became curious.
“Take me there, maybe I can help you,” she said.
Li Zhi stared at her in surprise and suspicion. “You? Are you sure you want to help me? Aren’t you that old fox’s person? Why do you want to help me?”
“Why are you talking so much?” Sang Luo raised the key in her hand. “You have two choices now. Either take me there, and I’ll help you unlock the shackles, and you can take the opportunity to escape, or I’ll hand you over to the God Lord for disposal.”
Li Zhi’s mind was in turmoil. It couldn’t be worse than it was now. He gritted his teeth fiercely, “Okay, I’ll take you there! Hurry up and unlock this ghostly thing on me!”
Sang Luo unlocked the “mousetrap” and, seeing the bloody wound on his leg, helped him heal it. Li Zhi was slightly stunned, and awkwardly got up from the ground and patted the hem of his clothes. The next second, Sang Luo had another chain in her hand, tied around his neck.
Li Zhi was furious, “What are you doing!”
He tried to pull the chain around his neck, but the more he struggled, the tighter it became, making his face flushed and almost suffocating!
“I’m afraid you’ll go back on your word and run away. Don’t worry, I’ll help you unlock it when you take me to that place.”
Li Zhi’s little calculations were completely extinguished, and he obediently took Sang Luo to find the entrance to the underground palace.
Li Zhi was extremely envious, “Can you really go in?”
“Yes.”
She had Si Ye’s talent for breaking through barriers. She could easily pass through barriers set up by orcs with higher cultivation levels than her.
The black chain retracted into her sleeve like a snake. She looked at the young man, “I kept my word and let you go, why haven’t you left yet?”
“I, I want to go in and take a look…”
If the Lord of Qingqiu’s handwritten letter was really hidden here, his adventure into the tiger’s den would be a big win!
Sang Luo smiled harmlessly, “I have always been a person of my word, but I also like to change my mind halfway. If you don’t run away quickly, you won’t have a chance to run.”
“I’ll count to three.”
“Three, two…”
The young man’s figure disappeared without a trace.
He ran as far as he could.
Sang Luo withdrew her gaze, the curve of her lips flattened. She looked at the ancient and heavy stone door in front of her, and for some reason, she had a bad premonition in her heart.
She took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and walked into the underground palace.
When she saw this scene, her pupils suddenly widened…
Paintings.
One painting after another.
The stone walls were covered with paintings.
All of them were of the same person.
Sang Luo didn’t know what kind of mood she was in as she slowly walked closer to a painting.
The painting depicted a beautiful woman with red hair and red clothes. She was riding a steed, holding a long whip in her hand, as bright as the scorching sun, and indescribably beautiful.
The next painting showed her seeming to have encountered something unhappy, holding her cheeks with both hands, lying on the windowsill, looking at the pink peach blossoms falling outside, not knowing what she was thinking.
There was also a painting of the red-clothed woman asleep, her long red hair scattered on the bed, her fox ears popping out, her face delicate and charming… Just looking at it made people feel fond of her.
It was easy to imagine the sweet and affectionate feelings the painter had when creating this painting.
Each scene in the painting was lifelike, recording the woman's happiness, laughter, or sadness…
Only someone close to the person in the painting, who knew her best, would be willing to spend so much time and ink to paint thousands of portraits of her.
Sang Luo walked to a stone platform in the very center, and she saw the red and gorgeous dress again. It was indeed an old dress… It turned out that the real owner of this dress was the woman in the painting.
Four words were engraved above the stone platform.
— My Wife Ji · Wan.
…
“Old Village Chief, do you know who the person in this painting is?” Sang Luo came to Jingshan and handed a painting to Xu to look at.
Xu took it and looked at it, “Whoa!” He stood up from the table, his hands trembling, “This! Where did you get this from!”
“From an underground palace left by the God Lord.”
“… Alas!” Xu sat back in his chair, sighing, “I didn’t expect that after so long, the God Lord still couldn’t let go.”
“What is the identity of the person in this painting? Looking at her outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, her status must not be low.”
Xu didn’t know the relationship between Sang Luo and Yan, and only thought that the two were simple master and disciple. He didn’t hide anything, “This is our Red Fox Clan’s princess back then, extremely noble, and also the former lover of the God Lord.”
“…”
“Ten thousand years ago, the God Lord admired the princess. After the two fell in love, they made a marriage agreement, but unfortunately, the princess was harmed by villains and died young, on the day of their wedding.” Sadness flashed in the old village chief’s eyes, obviously sighing at the fate of this pair of lovers.
Sang Luo didn’t speak for a long time.
Xu looked at the painting, then at her, and smiled, “The princess painted by the God Lord is exactly the same as she was in the past. If you look closely, the girl’s eyebrows and eyes are a bit similar to those of Princess Highness.”
“Oh? Is that so?” Sang Luo glanced at the painting. She couldn’t really see it.
“Yes, her eyes and mouth are a bit similar. Our Red Fox Clan’s Princess Highness was a world-renowned beauty back then. The girl is naturally not bad either, with unparalleled beauty!”
Sang Luo paused, and suddenly smiled.
She understood everything in an instant.
No wonder Yan never blamed her for that intentional offense.
That kind of aphrodisiac, in addition to stimulating desires in that aspect, can also confuse people’s five senses under certain circumstances, achieving a kind of lust-inducing function similar to fantasy.
That time, it wasn’t the aphrodisiac that aroused desire. Yan had just woken up and his five senses were unclear. He mistakenly recognized her as this Red Fox Clan’s princess, and that’s why he had that unrestrained indulgence that night.
He couldn’t dispel the fantasy, but he didn’t want to break that illusory beauty, letting himself sink into it…
He kept her by his side, just looking for a somewhat similar substitute to remember the person.
Sang Luo’s doubts were all answered at this moment. No wonder Yan had always been lukewarm to her. He already had someone he loved. The underground palace was full of portraits mourning the princess. How much love must the two have had.
After his lover left, he had no attachments to the world. Death was a relief to him.
I just don’t know, when he was with her, would he feel guilty towards the princess?
Sang Luo returned to the underground palace again, wanting to put the painting back.
The man in white was standing in front of the stone platform, not knowing how long he had been waiting.
