The Neon Tower

"Brother Chen? The innocent king you mentioned...could it be King Ming?" Yu asked.

"That's right, hey, as we get further and further away, let's talk about the original thing."

"We have seen King Ming." Haoyang rushed forward.

"What?" Ying Chen was stunned for a while: "Back then, King Ming tried to kill the king and rebel, so he should have been executed long ago. Where did you see him?"

"In the emperor's secret room." The two replied in unison.

"The secret room?" Ying Chen frowned: "The emperor still misses the old love very much. Although the younger brother wants to instigate him, but they are twin brothers after all, and it is appropriate to set up a memorial tablet."

"No, brother Chen." Haoyang continued: "What we saw was King Ming himself. He was lying in a gilt crystal coffin in the secret room, his body was not melted at all. I went to check, and King Ming is not dead yet. .”

"How is it possible..." Ying Chen couldn't believe Haoyang's words, his thoughts raced: "What's going on?"

"He got a Gu and entered a state of suspended animation."

"A person who was sentenced to be burned at the stake with no bones left, not only is his body intact, but he is still alive?" Ying Chen blinked and looked at the two in front of him with disbelief.

"Looking at it now, it's lucky that he's still alive." Haoyang took out a bottle from his pocket: "This is blood taken from King Ming's body. I guess Brother Chen has never opened this box."

"Indeed, the ingenuity of this Persian tribute is not easily deciphered by ordinary people."

"Daughter-in-law, are you sure?" Yu felt a little nervous.

"I can only try it." Haoyang asked Chen again: "Brother Chen, did Concubine Ning say anything when she handed this box to you? For example, what's inside?"

Ying Chen shook his head and said sadly: "She just asked me to keep it safe for her."

Haoyang nodded knowingly, and then tilted the bottle to the lock of the box to inject thick blood. When the blood hovered around the bottle mouth, Haoyang stopped, and the blood stopped flowing at the bottle mouth: "Tell me, who would... want to get this box?"

That's right, who wants to get this box that has become a "relic of two people" so much?

Seeing Yu and Yingchen in front of him lost in thought at the same time, Haoyang poured the blood in the bottle onto the lock of the box, and the blood spread bit by bit along the pattern on the box.

The three of them stared at the box motionlessly for nearly a stick of incense, but there was no slight movement in the box.

"What's going on here?" Yu asked.

"Could it be that he took the wrong blood?" Ying Chen was also puzzled.

"Impossible, or...is the way to open it wrong?" Haoyang licked his chapped lips.

"Daughter-in-law, can you do it?" Yu picked up the box and shook it twice: "Brother Chen, there is no movement at all inside, could it be that there is nothing inside at all?"

"Wait..." Ying Chen pointed to the bottle and said, "This is indeed King Ming's blood, right?"

"It can't be wrong." Haoyang said in a positive tone.

"Judging from the design of this lock, as long as it is the owner's blood, it can be opened... But now King Ming's blood doesn't work, which means that the person you see lying in the coffin may not be King Ming. Then he who is it?"

Yu frowned: "In today's world, the one who looks exactly like King Ming...that is..."

"You want to say... that the person lying in the coffin might be the real emperor?" Haoyang stared blankly at the two and said.

"Then, the one sitting on the dragon chair... is King Ming? This is too absurd." Ying Chen took a deep breath.

"No." Haoyang recalled for a moment, and said again: "Yu, do you remember that Brother Zhen Rong once snooped on Prime Minister Zhen, and it was mentioned in it that after King Ming was executed, the current emperor tried to unlock this key?" The box turned out to be fruitless."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! That night, you even looked through the medical books, suspecting that the emperor was unable to unlock the lock on the box because of changes in the blood in his body due to the consumption of Wangyouhua."

"It's getting more and more chaotic..." Ying Chen looked half-closed.