I rely on my face to pretend to be poor in the world of infinite flow

"Your Majesty, today's memorial is here."

Under the palace lantern, His Majesty the Emperor with the imperial pen and vermilion criticism calmly closed his eyes, no emotion could be seen on his young and handsome face. After writing the last word, he said softly: "Has the murderer who killed the alchemist been found?"

The palm print eunuch under the steps lowered his eyes respectfully: "Return to Your Majesty, Dali Temple has been investigating thoroughly since yesterday's incident, and the murderer has not been found yet."

The young Emperor His Majesty remained calm, but the pen in his hand did not write for a long time.

There was no hint of joy or anger on that Qingjun's quiet face, but the eunuchs and attendants below lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

The royal surname of the Jing Dynasty is Xie, and the blood of the Xie family is extremely superior, which is not only reflected in the superb political methods of each emperor, but also their appearance that has been favored by the years.

His Majesty Xie Sha of this generation is already 29 years old, but his clear face and always indifferent and calm expression make him look like a young man between a teenager and a young man.

His majesty in the Jing Dynasty was good at everything, but he was not too extravagant and wasteful, and he didn't like to build palaces. Few of them developed the harem. Hardly any of His Majesties lived beyond the age of 30.

Therefore, His Majesty the emperors of the Jing Dynasty in all dynasties especially liked to seek the art of longevity and raise alchemists.

This generation's Majesty is no exception, and he is more eager than any previous Majesty, because the current Majesty will have his [-]th birthday in half a year.

What this means is known to all civil and military personnel in the Manchu Dynasty, but no one speaks out.

His Majesty was busy looking for immortals and asking for medicine, and worked hard to cure him. The harem was empty, so there was no prince so far, but the officials didn't care.

Because this majesty ascended the throne at the age of eight, he was just an ordinary royal family member at that time.

The premature death of the Jing Dynasty, like a curse, only affects the one sitting on the throne. Everyone is ready to choose a successor from the clan at any time once His Majesty dies, so there is no rush for it.

Moreover, many people think that this is just the frailty caused by previous His Majesty's too hard work. Although this Majesty looks a little pale, the imperial physicians check the pulse every day and find nothing wrong, so maybe this Majesty can break this Weird phenomenon.

Only the emperor himself cares.

What made the emperor even more vigilant was that one of his most trusted alchemists, after returning from overseas and having a hasty meeting with him, died in the palace specially prepared by the emperor for alchemists.

This is a well-planned murder, some people don't want His Majesty the Emperor to live past the age of 30!

who is it?

There are too many dubious candidates.

On the one hand, His Majesty the Emperor ordered the Dali Temple to conduct a thorough investigation, not to let a suspicious person go. On the other hand, His Majesty the Emperor calmed down and thought about the biggest dilemma in front of him - how to find the key to longevity from the treasures presented by the alchemists before their death. Law.

Yes, no one knew, except His Majesty himself, that alchemist had quietly presented a bronze mirror when he had his last visit to the Holy Spirit.

"Everything His Majesty wants to know can be found here."

At that time, the alchemist said so.

The mysterious light voice seemed to be heard only by the two of them.

"Then, I will take my leave first."

Before His Majesty could ask, the alchemist seemed to be tired, said this, took a few steps back, and left the palace.

His Majesty thought that the alchemist was just exhausted from traveling all night, and it would be better to talk about it after he rested, but he never thought that it would be the last time we met.

The mirror is very small, and it was carried by His Majesty the Emperor, and never left his body.

Now, His Majesty no longer trusts anyone. He clearly knows that if many people think that he will not live to be 30 years old, then these people may have already made plans for themselves and found their next master.

All he can trust is himself.

"Go on, I'm a little tired today, I want to rest early."

"Yes."

Although this His Majesty seldom lost his temper, as the days approached 30 years old, everyone in the palace began to be cautious, lest His Majesty's temperament would change drastically and he would do something violent.

Xie Sha lay down in the huge and silent bedroom, and asked everyone to leave the bedroom.

He took out the mirror that didn't look anything special, found nothing unusual, held the mirror in his palm, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

……

Squeak!

It sounded like a door being pushed open.

Dumb and weird.

His Majesty the Young Emperor found himself standing at the gate of a strange manor.

It was a dark, starless and moonless night outside, only the castle in front of me was lit.

The high-nosed, deep-eyed butler opened the door together with two male servants, and bowed respectfully to His Majesty who was wearing a strange costume: "Welcome the distinguished guest, the master has been waiting for a long time."

His Majesty the Emperor was only a little surprised by what he saw before him. He remembered that during the years when the alchemists went out to sea to search for immortals, some people had presented some local customs and customs, and introduced similar pictures and texts.

Why did I appear in such a place?Was it because of the mirror that brought him here?

"Who is the owner here?"

"Please forgive me. As servants, we cannot call the master by his first name without the master's permission. However, you are a distinguished guest who has been specially told to come to the door. The master will come to see you soon."

The way these people speak is not the same as Jing Dynasty, but the language seems to be the same.

Xie Sha walked in.

The darkness behind him was as thick as ink, and was shut out with the closure of the gate of the ancient castle.

For castles and the like, countless candles were lit, but the darkness still couldn't be completely dispelled.

But you can see that under the thorny vines, there are roses and roses blooming in the castle.

Except for the clean avenue for people to walk on, other places seem to be covered with plants and green.

Walking along the straight road to the building of the old castle, the door of the house is opened, and the bright lights shine in front of you.

The bright decoration is completely different from the painting style outside the castle.

Floors covered with crisp white carpet, spiral staircase, fireplace and soft sofas and round tables.

Except for the butler who led the way, the two male servants were gone, but there were three women standing in the room, wearing complicated and gorgeous lace dresses, with blond hair and blue eyes, high noses and deep eyes.

"Welcome distinguished guest. The master has not returned yet, but he told us to take good care of you. Maybe you can take a good rest here first."

The woman standing in front spoke like a hostess with a warm and charming smile.

Behind him stood two maids with sweet smiles.

The butler stood at the door, politely making a gesture of invitation, Xie Sha glanced at it, and walked in.

The door to the room was closed.

The housekeeper looked at the strange clothes on Xie Sha, smiled and said to the maid: "Please go and change your clothes, dinner will be ready soon."

Do as the Romans do, Xie Sha did not refuse.

When he also changed into clothes similar to this place and walked out of the cloakroom, the aroma of food had already filled the dining room.

There were whispers in the living room.

"Has your master come back?" Xie Sha asked the maid leading the way.

The maid smiled sweetly: "The master is on his way back, and now there are other guests, guests like you."

A guest like him?

Are you looking for the guest of immortality?

Xie Sha walked back to the living room, the living room was connected to the dining room, and the six guests were arguing about something.

"What are you talking about? Obviously I am the guest invited by your master, these people are all fake!"

"Who do you say is a counterfeit? I am the real customer. How dare you, a counterfeit, slander me?"

"A bunch of fakes pretending to be the real thing."

"It's so funny, one by one is more similar than mine."

"Aren't you too?"

"Say as if you're not."

Xie Sha's footsteps paused, Qingjuan's face was emotionless, only his dark eyes were indifferent.

He seemed to understand something, there were six guests including himself, but it seemed that some of these people were not real guests.

The always kind housekeeper frowned and tried to maintain a polite smile: "Everyone, please be quiet, I am a little surprised by your arrival. In fact, there are already guests here before you..."

"What? There are seven guests in total, obviously I am..."

The butler endured his arrogance: "Please be quiet."

The man immediately shut up angrily.

The housekeeper raised her eyebrows and said politely despite the thought of frowning: "Although the seven of them behaved like the honored guests that the master told them to treat properly, there was only one honored guest that the master actually invited. But the truth only needs to wait for the master to come back. Everything will be understood."

"When will your master come back?"

Since everyone was wearing clothes similar to the style of this ancient castle, Xie Sha couldn't be sure if they were the same as himself, from the Jing Dynasty.

He stood there discreetly, and asked the maid to bring him a hat that would hide his face.

The housekeeper answered the man's words: "The master is on his way back, but I don't know the time, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow night, maybe the night after tomorrow. But I will definitely come back on the night of the seventh day. Before that, you can stay overnight in the castle and wait for the return of the master."

Although Wei Wei complained a bit, most of the people had no objection.

Xie Sha understood why.

Because only one of the seven guests is the real guest of the master, and the other six are all fake, naturally the later the master comes back, the less likely he is to be exposed.

A guest said: "Is it really possible to make people..."

"Hush!" The butler raised his chin, although his expression was respectful, but it was unpleasant, "I think this kind of agreement between the guest and the host should not be talked about in a big way, so that the third person can hear it. Guests, the generous host will satisfy your wish to come here, please go to rest after eating."

It is not allowed to talk about the purpose of coming here, but one thing is very clear, the owner of this place can satisfy anyone's wishes.

Xie Sha thought of the alchemist who gave him the mirror, he said, everything His Majesty wants to know can be found here.

Did the dead alchemist ever come here?

Xie Sha knew very well that he was not the guest that the host was expecting. Before the other six people appeared, he thought that the magical guest knew that he was coming, so he never doubted that he was not the one the host was waiting for. After seeing these six people, he understood that there was a misunderstanding.

Of course, it is also possible to reveal a misunderstanding at this moment and get out of here, but no one can guarantee that if you go out, you will wake up.

What's more, this ancient castle hides the secret that can make him live forever.

"Sir, the hat you want."

Xie Sha put on the hat brought by the maid, and when the six people were asked by the housekeeper to go to the restaurant, he naturally walked into the crowd and sat down.

Among those six people were four males, who were dressed similarly to Xie Cha and also wore hats. It was because Xie Cha saw this that he thought of asking the maid to take the hat to cover it up.

The remaining two ladies also wore wide-brimmed hats.

Therefore, even though the castle was brightly lit, the shadow of the hat was like a mask, half-hiding everyone's identities.

The seven dined in silence.

One of the seven people is a real guest. The fake guest knows that he is a fake, but he can't confirm the authenticity of the person next to him. How can you communicate with a group of fakes?

Due to this kind of thinking, everyone wants to look like a real guest, so no one communicates with others, and everyone treats the others arrogantly and superiorly like a real guest.

The meal ran out quickly.

The housekeeper stood up, apologetic and regretful: "Everyone, I'm sorry, the master has not returned yet, everyone can rest in the castle and spend the night. After nightfall, please don't walk around."

The servants guided each guest to their respective guest rooms and left: "I am not far away, if you need to serve, please call me at any time."

No one would summon these servants, because the impostors had to explore the castle first, find the secrets they were looking for, and then slip away before the master came back and was exposed.

After nightfall, all the pretentious guests went back to their rooms to rest, and the lamps in the castle were extinguished one after another, leaving only one or two occasional lamps for the night patrolling servants to illuminate.

Of course, Xie Sha didn't fall asleep either. After making sure that the servants outside were quiet, he quietly opened the door.

But he didn't go out the first time.

Xie Sha's room was located near the corridor so that he could see his surroundings clearly.

After a while, a black figure came out cautiously from the right side of the corridor, and crept up the stairs. After a while, a figure came out from the left side of the corridor, and went upstairs in the same way.

On Xie Sha's floor, there were only three people living there, so now he was the only one left on this floor.

Apart from making sure that these two are not real guests, Xie Cha also made sure of one thing, that is, don't go upstairs.

He went out the door, his footsteps were very light, and he walked downstairs.

The downstairs was very lively before the lights were turned off, and it was the world of the housekeepers and servants, but now that even they are asleep, it is free to explore here.

As the royal family of the Jing Dynasty, Xie Cha habitually felt that if this ancient and huge family wanted to hide secrets, there must be some kind of underground palace or secret room.

So, more than those who went upstairs, he wanted to explore the places where the underground entrance might be hidden.

After searching for a long time without any clue, Xie Sha noticed the oil painting next to the fireplace when he passed the hall repeatedly.

In the Jing Dynasty, the secret room was generally either behind the bookshelf, or used the antiques on the ancient shelf as the opening mechanism. Of course, the back of the ancient painting is also a good cover.

Thinking of this, Xie Sha decisively explored the oil painting.

The oil painting depicts the Rose Castle in the distance. In the Rose Castle in the oil painting, there is a notable feature, that is, the window sill of the room on the left on the second floor—this painting is based on the back of the Rose Castle. viewing angle.

The lights in the other rooms in the oil painting are off, and the curtains are half drawn. Only the room on the left is different. It seems that there is no light and it is on, and a mirror of the dressing table can be vaguely seen.

Mirror!

Xie Sha himself came here through a mirror, so he naturally paid special attention to this detail.

The room on the left on the second floor is exactly the one corresponding to Xie Sha's room.

Xie Sha quickly understood why the housekeepers bypassed that room when arranging the housing, and that room was the owner's room.

The oil painting has no other clues, it is not a mechanism to open the secret room, nor is it a hidden entrance.

Before returning to the second floor, Xie Sha groped the first floor again and found the room where the butlers worked during the day, especially the spare key.

Then he went back to the second floor, and calmly opened the room specially indicated in the oil painting with the old key.

The first floor was illuminated by the fireplace, while the second floor was completely dark, but for some reason, Xie Sha's eyes could see in the dark.

He looked around and found that, just like in the oil painting, the decoration of this room was slightly different from his own, more like it belonged to the owner.

Of course, Xie Sha also found the mirror on the dressing table.

The mirror was picked up without any abnormality.

Xie Sha took a look at his face in the mirror, and it was the same as in reality, normal and without any abnormality.

He was slightly disappointed. At this moment, a weak voice sounded, which seemed to be near his feet.

Xie Sha avoided it, and soon saw that the carpet on the floor was wriggling, as if something was moving underneath.

In a few breaths, the carpet was moved aside, and the floor seemed to be raised, revealing an entrance to the basement.

Xie Sha didn't have any ups and downs on his face, he took the mirror and walked down the stairs leading to the basement.

Through the darkness, he came to a place similar to the outside of the castle room.

The garden is covered with thorny vines and rose roses, and the walls are uneven, like a naturally formed underground cave.

At the end of the garden, in what looked like a pavilion, stood a stone coffin.

Xie Sha walked over, put his fingers on the coffin, and his tentacles were icy.

What's in the coffin?Is it the secret of the master here?

Do you want to open it?

……

"What are you thinking?" A young man in a white brocade palace attire came in from the room, his handsome and flawless face showed a gentle expression, his eyes were filled with a smile, and when he looked at him, there was a warm light in his pupils, as if There is Ruowu's tenderness and affection.

Xie Sha, who was being watched, came back to his senses, and put down the memorial that he had finished reviewing a long time ago.

He was thinking about yesterday's dream. He had a strange dream last night. In the dream, he walked into a strange manor and was treated as a guest invited by the master. There are secrets hidden in the castle, which can satisfy anyone's wishes.

In the dream, after some adventures, Xie Sha found the owner's room, the basement where the other party hides secrets, and even the sarcophagus hidden in the secret garden.

After that he couldn't remember.

Did he open the sarcophagus?It should open, but what's inside?Why can't I remember it at all?

Or before he had time to open it, he woke up from his dream.

Tonight he wanted to try to enter that old castle again to see if he could open the sarcophagus.

The thoughtful distraction was interrupted the first time the young man walked in to inquire.

The young man walked up to him and said in a gentle voice, "Is Your Majesty worried about the tragedy in the early morning?"

Xie Sha stared at the young man, and held his hand tightly: "It will be taken care of, don't be afraid."

The protected young man raised his brows and eyes slightly with a lingering smile, and looked at him with specious affection and focus: "I'm not afraid, I'm just worried about you."

Xie Cha thought about what he heard when he woke up today. After the tragic death of the alchemist the day before yesterday, the Dali Temple had not yet solved the case. Last night another tragedy happened. An official on duty and the guard in charge were killed.

It seemed that the blood vessels in the neck were torn open by the sharp claws of some beast, and he lost too much blood and died.

Blood was sprayed all over the place, and it was not until the officials came to Yingmao in the morning that they saw the tragic images all over the place.

Xie Sha didn't like to domesticate rare and exotic beasts, so there were no such beasts in the Royal Beast Garden in the palace, and naturally it was impossible for them to run out and hurt people.

Although the incident happened in the previous dynasty, it was in the palace after all, threatening the safety of the royal family, especially His Majesty. Now not only Dali Temple is strictly investigating the case, but the guards have also strengthened their patrols.

This incident was certainly weird and terrifying, but compared to the curse of premature death hanging above his head, Xie Sha was not more worried.

He looked at the only person who would really worry about him now: "Don't have anything to do, and don't leave my side."

When dealing with this person, Xie Sha didn't want to use the symbol of identity to surpass me, but me.

"To me, you are the most important thing." Xie Sha looked at the young man in front of him intently, his clear face was not emotional, but extremely firm.

This is his lost and regained love, the young His Majesty is not without someone he likes, that young man is his closest person, the only one he wants to marry.

It's just that that person mysteriously disappeared a long time ago. He thought that the other person had died, and he was sad and depressed for a long time because of this, but fortunately, this person has returned to his side now.

"I can lose everything, but you can't." Xie Sha stared at the young man without blinking, holding the other's face with his fingers, cherishing every expression on that face.

The young man also looked at him, his rose-like lips raised slightly, and there was a soft smile in his eyes, which made that magnificent and flawless face have a mysterious attraction that made people fascinated: "It is the same for me, don't worry , no matter what, I will always be with you."

forever……

Xie Sha had a gloomy feeling in his heart, but he probably wouldn't live to be 30 years old.

Not everyone is aware of the cursed tragedy of the royal family of the Jing Dynasty. Not all the successive emperors died while in office. Many of them tried to step down early to avoid the misfortune of early death, but even abdication cannot be avoided.

In order to avoid public panic, His Majesty who died not within the term of office will not announce it to the world, but will handle the funeral in a low-key manner, and even extend the time intentionally.

In this way, many people are not even aware of the fact that none of the emperors of the Jing Dynasty lived beyond the age of 30.

Xie Sha didn't tell the young man who had returned, but he was determined to solve the curse, survive, and be with this person.

Due to the unclear disappearance of the young man and the sudden tragic death of the alchemist, Xie Cha lost trust in everyone inside and outside the court, and their performance also proved this point. Besides, there is no perfunctory friendship.

"Stay in the palace, don't go far, don't trust anyone but me."

When the curse of premature death is resolved, he will free up his hands to deal with these people. Before that, everything is meaningless.

The young man stared at him with a smile in his gentle eyes, calmly and reservedly: "Of course, I will only be by your side."

The time with young people is peaceful and satisfying, whether it is a curse or a court full of intrigues, it seems insignificant, making time warm.

Night will soon come again.

Xie Sha didn't want to bring his beloved young man into that weird dream, so he didn't ask him to sleep with him.

The young man covered him with a quilt, put down the curtain slowly, and looked at him with a gentle smile: "Sleep, I will watch for you nearby. The dark circles under his eyes seem to have worsened again. Sure enough, if I am not by my side, I will not Will sleep well."

Xie Sha lay under the quilt, reluctant to take his eyes off the young man's face: "Be there all the time, don't leave me."

"Of course, no matter what happens, I won't be willing to leave you." The young man's eyes drooped slightly, and as he said this, he walked to the candlestick in the dormitory and extinguished it, and walked out slowly and softly. His eyes were also fixed on him, "I'm right outside the door, I'll be back soon."

The footsteps of the youth went out, checking the surrounding posts for any hidden dangers that might be unsafe.

Just like before, guarding him tenderly.

Xie Sha gradually closed his eyes, and the familiar darkness struck again.

"Welcome distinguished guests. The master has been waiting for a long time." The gate of the castle courtyard was opened. Besides the butler, there were three other servants, one more than last night.

Xie Sha didn't have any extra emotion on his face this time: "Is the master back?"

The male servant apologized slightly: "The master was delayed on the road and has not come back yet, but he will definitely come back. Please take a rest inside."

Xie Sha walked in calmly and changed his clothes as usual.

Soon, fake guests appeared in the living room again, and there was another dispute over who was real and who was fake.

Xie Sha watched quietly, and suddenly noticed something unusual.

At the same time, other people also found out, and a woman asked in amazement: "Didn't there be seven guests yesterday? Why does one seem to be missing?"

The housekeeper frowned faintly, but she still maintained her politeness: "The guest has been determined to be a fake, and he is very unruly, messing with the owner's things at will. Fortunately, we discovered it in time. Now, he will not appear again gone."

The last sentence was said with a smile, but the others heard a strange and gloomy smell from it for no reason.

The faces of the rest of them froze slightly, feeling that the guest who was found to be a fake was already in danger.

Soon, the housekeeper smiled again, but in the eyes of others, she was undoubtedly a malicious smile: "Guests, please rest assured that although the master is still on the way, he will definitely be back before the sixth night. A true guest will surely receive the warm hospitality of the host, and any wish will be granted."

Sixth night!

Yesterday was the seventh night, and sure enough, the dream was not repeated, but continued with real time.

It was noticed that the sum of the number of all guests corresponded exactly to the time when the host came back.

"Could it be that a fake guest will be identified every night?" A female guest said with a slightly stiff voice.

The butler endured his arrogance and said humbly: "It is our duty to solve problems for the master. Before the master returns, we will ensure that the real guests are not wronged. Of course, real guests will not be rude to steal in the castle." of."

He seemed to be mocking something.

Although the other guests were annoyed, they pretended not to hear them, and some pretended to be mocking, in order to prove that they were the real guests, and that they would never rummage through things in the castle.

However, except for the real distinguished guest, I am afraid that no one will honestly follow the butler's wishes.

After nightfall, everyone sneaked out of the room again.

As usual, after everyone left, Xie Sha went straight downstairs to find the spare key, opened the master's bedroom on the second floor, and picked up the mirror.

When the mirror shines on his face, the mechanism of the floor will be touched, revealing the way to the garden.

This time, we must open the coffin to see exactly what is inside.

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