Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself.

There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. You can see the phoenix in you.

Wu Gong stopped in front of the painting in front of him.

On the scroll, a woman wearing a blue robe stood sideways, holding a pipa, covering half of her face, but the only half of her face that was exposed was gentle and graceful, with charming eyes.

There is a small black mole in the dimple at the corner of the mouth. Between a frown and a smile, it is like the finishing touch, making people completely immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Even though it was just a few simple strokes, the sight of it made Wu Gong's whole body feel hot and restless.

Looking at other parts of the scroll, Wu Gong saw countless hussars wearing black armor, vast and endless, like tides rushing from the distant horizon. Just a glance, from the woman in the painting The tenderness and charm that she had gained disappeared without a trace, leaving only cold sweat and goosebumps all over her body.

Their target was obviously the woman holding the pipa.

In a daze, the picture scroll in front of her suddenly moved. The woman was gently holding the pipa while waving a three-foot green dagger, taking away countless black armored lives while dancing gracefully.

The chilling air penetrated the paper, and the light and shadow of the sword seemed to be able to cut through time, space and void. Wu Gong suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders. He looked down and saw that his clothes were intact, but the pain like needles kept reverberating on his shoulders.

He was actually killed by the aura in this painting!

Who is this woman?

There is no answer on the scroll, only a year - the first year of Jiankang.

Wu Gong understood that this was a picture of the Song Dynasty when it fled south.

Then, those black-armored cavalry should be the Tatars of the Qing Dynasty...

Wu Gong couldn't help but have a question in his mind.

Is this woman still alive?

No one answered his question.

After all, this is just a painting, and the location he is in is not the ancient battlefield filled with flames of war, but the palace of a deep-seated woman.

Wu Gong shook his head and continued walking towards the house.

The person who painted this painting should also be a master painter.

However, I don’t know if he also died in that flight south.

It would be a real pity if he died.

There was no one in the dormitory, and the silence was a bit scary.

However, it was not dim at all. The whole palace was lit with red candles, making the whole palace brightly illuminated.

Pushing open one door after another, Wu Gong carefully closed the door. Although the entire palace was huge, the interior design was like a maze, with doors everywhere, walkways everywhere, and rooms everywhere.

If you don't pay attention, you will go the wrong way and have to turn around and start again.

Wu Gong walked around for seven or eight minutes before finally finding the central room.

There is a big bed with light gauze curtains and white gauze curtains fluttering in the wind. Directly opposite the big bed is a giant cauldron, in which there is half a piece of white ice that has not completely melted.

Wu Gong finally understood why it was so cool here.

It turns out that there is such a small iceberg here.

In the corner of the room were piles of scrolls like a mountain. Wu Gong walked over and stretched out his hand to open a scroll. It was a dancing girl having fun. Although the painting was very vivid, it was still not as good as the one he saw when he first entered the palace. The one that arrived.

Roll it up again and place it back on the top of the painting mountain.

Wu Gong looked at the opposite side of the painting mountain again. He saw a suit of extremely exquisite armor and a sword lying on the ground in front of the armor.

There have long been rumors in the world that Queen Wu wore military uniform and armor to protect Zhao Gou and successfully re-established the country in the south of the Yangtze River.

But at this time, the armor was covered with dust and looked like it had not been touched for a long time. Even the golden sword spike was covered with tiny spider webs because it had not been taken care of for a long time.

After wandering around for a while, Wu Gong walked onto the wool carpet.

This carpet is too conspicuous and looks out of place with everything around it.

It's like a piece of cheese on a mousetrap.

A sweet and tempting piece, but full of deadly traps.

Wu Gong was silent for a while.

Still lifted the carpet.

The carpet is very thick and heavy, probably weighing hundreds of pounds.

Wu Gong's hands swelled before he successfully lifted the carpet.

There is indeed a secret door below.

However, just as Wu Gong put his hand on the handle of the secret door, two thin needles as thin as cow hairs shot out from the ground and quietly sank into both ends of his wrists.

【Dark Heart Fragrance Detected...】

Wu Gong felt happy. He raised his palm and unhurriedly pulled out the two long needles.

These two needles are quenched with deadly toxins, which seal their throats when they see blood. They have met the requirements for retaining the mission. Ordinary people who have received these two injections may have no choice but to sit here and wait to die.

Of course, it shouldn't take long, at most, he will die suddenly in about fifteen breaths, and there won't be much pain.

Unfortunately, Wu Gong is not an ordinary person.

However, for safety reasons, Wu Gong expanded his arms and blocked his head and face with the arms of the magnifying board, and then opened the entrance to the cellar.

It's a staircase going down.

As the door opened, the candlesticks on the wall spontaneously ignited without wind.

Lights up the entire staircase.

Wu Gong hesitated for a moment, then walked down. Before going down, he put the carpet up and leaned against the secret door.

In this way, as long as he lets go from below, the weight of the carpet will crush the secret door, and everything will return to its original state.

"Pfft~"

Just as he planned, the secret door was directly closed under the influence of the carpet. Almost at the same time, the palace door was pushed open again.

Queen Wu walked into the palace in a drunken state. She looked at the woman on the scroll and smiled foolishly: "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to make water, except for Wushan, it was not clouds."

"Master, you are drunk!" The maid who helped her in walked forward cautiously and said, "Do you want the kitchen to prepare a bowl of sobering potion for you?"

"Need not!"

Empress Wu put away her smile, and her body, which was originally crooked due to drunkenness, slowly returned to normal as she twisted lazily.

She was not drunk at all, she was just noisy and troubled during the banquet and wanted to go out for some quiet time.

"Bring me that set of Hibiscus Flowers, I'll change them later."

"Yes, Master!"

"Take out my set of monthly rewards and put them on later."

"Yes!"

Empress Wu nodded lightly and said no more, but opened the door and walked to the center of the room.

She took off the exquisite and clear gauze on her body, stood in front of the ice that was about to melt, and felt the biting cold coming from the ice. Her heart completely calmed down at this moment...

Wu Gong walked down while holding on to the wall.

On the smooth walls, some stone bricks were covered with moss and felt extremely slippery.