The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

After the ghostly marks on the treasure map went around in Yun Nian's mind for a few times, she finally matched them with the vague images in her memory.

The parchment scroll was clenched by her fingers, leaving wrinkles, but no one cared about it. Instead, they waited for her answer.

"I've seen such messy lines before. This isn't a road at all, it's a painting."

Yes, it was a painting, and it was a scene that she had seen briefly in her memory.

"You still remember Jingshui Temple, right?"

She turned her head to look at the man beside her. Wei Qingjue lowered his head and looked into her eyes.

"Ok?"

"Isn't there a cave nearby? There are countless vines climbing on the exit after entering the hot spring villa. The thickest ones among those vines are what is in this painting."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Ningsi and Daiyu. They also know the answer."

As if she was afraid that others would not believe her, she mentioned the names of her good friends, but it was a pity that they were not here now.

But her memory could not be wrong, but how could she make others believe her? Her eyes became dim.

"Okay, then we'll look for it according to where you said."

A hand gently rested on her head. Yun Nian's head sank for a moment. She grabbed the hand that was causing trouble and looked up. Wei Qingjue didn't look at her at this moment, but was looking at the others who were waiting for orders.

"We have been resting for long enough. As for you, since you dare to come in, you must have a way to leave. Tell me, how can I tear open the black fog?"

The last question was directed to Song Yanga. He raised his eyebrows and sat lazily on the ground. Like Fuqiu, he didn't seem to care how others viewed him.

When he heard Wei Qingjue's question, he just grabbed Fuqiu's braid and shook it. After being pulled away by the other party, he spoke lightly.

"I'm just a passer-by. I don't want to get involved in the entangled story between you. You can do whatever you want. I'm only responsible for her."

"let it go."

Yun Nian stood up, and Wei Qingjue followed her movements and stood up, but his fingers were still greedy for the touch and were still stroking.

"But, for the sake of the little fox, I can give you a clear way. Look, isn't the piano you gave her there? Have you tried it?"

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Yun Nian always felt that Song Yanga seemed to know everything. His words that hinted at something made her heart uncontrollably become agitated.

She lowered her head to look at the piano beside her, her fingertips resting on the strings, and listened to him continue talking.

"It won't hurt to try. As for that song, I don't need to remind you, right?"

Which song?

The hand pressing on the strings became stronger, and Yun Nian seemed to feel that the thin wire was about to cut his fingers.

"Should I know?"

No, she must know the song that connected her rebirth and nirvana, the song that she had never forgotten, the song that was related to Ke Luo.

"I see."

She picked up the zither, which was almost as tall as her petite body. But no one could ignore the strong will that emanated from her body.

“Always give it a try.”

The original people in Zhang's house were put aside. Those who had lost their vital signs could only be temporarily piled together, while those who were still breathing were looked after by several soldiers.

The others looked at their king, but Wei Qingjue was looking at Yun Nian.

"Are you scared?"

He had a somewhat careless smile on his face, and perhaps a bloodthirsty aura that could not be concealed, but his dark green eyes were filled with tenderness.

Such a gentle voice made those close to him secretly raise their heads, glance at Yun Nian, and then quickly lower their heads.

The girl didn't notice the undercurrent. She just hooked her little finger and felt the tips of her ears getting hot.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Okay, let's get started."

In an instant, all the gentle emotions were gone, and he once again became the decisive and murderous regent, just as Yun Nian had remembered him before.

She suppressed her inner impatience, exhaled deeply, and simply placed the piano horizontally in front of her.

The soldiers had already started to move. Although their blood was not as effective as that of Ke Luo's men, the weapons they carried could naturally disperse the condensed black mist to a certain extent.

Wei Qingjue's blood was smeared on the long sword brought by Yun Shuo, and then he swung forward with all his strength.

The dark fog, which was getting thicker and thicker, curled up like curled hair, retreating a few steps with a shrill sound, while the soldiers pushed forward one by one.

"Zheng~"

The sound of the piano trembled at first, as if it was hesitant and uncertain, but it calmed down after just a few breaths.

Fuqiu looked over in surprise, and the silver bell on her body began to ring. She glanced at Yun Nian, then at Song Yanga who was leaning on her legs, and her fingertips hooked up his silver hair that had fallen to the ground.

"Why this song? I seem to have forgotten to ask her how she learned this song."

That was the song she played when she first danced in Zuishenglou. Later, she heard Yunnian play it once in Jingshui Temple. After that... she rarely listened to it again.

"This song hurt her, but it also saved her. Who can tell?"

Yun Nian recalled the painful feeling she had when she heard this song in her previous life. She was a bird imprisoned at that time. Although she wanted to break free from the cage, she had never really made up her mind.

Perhaps it was because she was too weak and too unsteady that she died in such a tragic way.

The mysterious music surged towards the black fog like a tide. Wei Qingjue felt that the wound on his hand didn't seem to hurt as much anymore.

He tightened his grip on the long sword, and without time to look back, he swung the sword in a flower pattern, changing from a vertical chop to a horizontal sweep. The invisible sound waves carrying the sword energy immediately pushed the black fog back a large step.

"It works, keep going!"

Yun Nian's eyes suddenly widened, and her hands moved more vigorously, as if she wanted to put all her strength into it. The sudden burst of emotions made everyone's heart seem to be filled with endless power.

The black fog gradually retreated, revealing the main house at the beginning. Wei Qingjue's confidant immediately stepped forward, patted around, and twisted a vase on the bookshelf, revealing a secret door.

"Your Highness?"

Yun Shuo went forward to take a look.

"I'm afraid the things inside are not suitable for them to see."

He gave a tactful reminder, and Wei Qingjue waved his hand and went down.

There was a strong smell of decay mixed with stench coming from behind the secret door. There were broken pieces of corpses on the ground. The flesh and blood had long since become blurred. The smell was so strong that people couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses and wanted to vomit.

"vomit……"

Yun Shuo turned his back, his face turned pale and ugly. He glanced at Yun Nian and stopped her from coming over.

Wei Qingjue didn't spend much time investigating. When he came out, he looked towards the north.

There was no time to relax. Yun Nian paused for a moment and then moved closer to the black fog.

"Although it is retreating, I can feel that its power is getting stronger and stronger."

She looked at Wei Qingjue's hand. The sword in his hand seemed to be humming, as if responding to what she said.

"We need to pursue the victory. In this direction, can we force it back to where the secret passage is, and then head to Jingshui Temple?"

"can."

It was not the Regent who answered, but Yun Shuo. He looked at his sister. She had already matured before he saw her. She no longer belonged to him.

Although he had already realized all this, he still found it difficult to conceal the pain in his heart.

"We came from there when we came here. There are people guarding that side too. Not even a mosquito from Feiyu Tower can fly in."

"That's good."

The girl did not notice her brother's strange expression. She just thought to herself how to keep playing.

Instead, Wei Qingjue looked at him with an ambiguous look, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

The fight against the black fog continued extremely smoothly, and the group soon arrived at the stone near the city gate that Yun Nian had seen before. Under the stone was the secret passage.