Xianjun!Keep the fish under the sword!

Unavoidable indignation and Pei Ai arose in my heart.

As a modern person, Pei Yan understands how cruel and unfair the Nanwu royal family's actions are. Is this the reality of women's lives in ancient times?

In Nanwu, they live in such a humble and passive way, arranged and sacrificed, unable to decide their own destiny at all.

so powerless.

There was a serious look between his brows, Pei Yan was speechless, and after a long time turned around to look at Luo Hanzhou.

However, Luo Hanzhou's brows became more serious, and his eyes were fixed on the woman under the palace corridor, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Pei Yan was stunned for a moment, then remembered that there was a palace lady who came out to announce the funeral in Mingyue Palace, and he also focused on that palace lady so intently.

Pei Yan knew that Xianjun Guchen's eyes were different from ordinary people's, so he asked, "What's wrong? Did you see something?"

Hearing the words, the immortal also turned his eyes back, as if feeling the gloomy spirit between the demon's brows beside him, he stretched out his hand and embraced him, kissed his brows intimately, and then let out a "huh".

Pei Yan was still a little uncomfortable with "his" condescending attitude, his face was slightly blushed, and his heart was tickled again.

Restraining himself, he asked, "What did you see?"

"The maids in the Mingle Palace before, and the women and girls I saw in the Shou'an Palace...their dantians are filled with strong evil spirits, and they condense into a phantom that looks like a magic element."

"Phantom?" Pei Yan couldn't help being startled when he heard that.

"Well, it's just a phantom, not a substance, so it's not a magic element." Guchen Xianjun said with a frown: "So they haven't been enchanted." Continue to look at the concubine Shugui who is still crying on the ground under the palace corridor , Guchen Xianjun said again: "But such a strong evil spirit...they should have already been enchanted."

Pei Yan was shocked.He obviously has a fierce aura that is so strong that it turns into a phantom of demonic essence, but he hasn't become demonic for a long time? "Why is this?"

Guchen Xianjun frowned slightly, shook his head: "I don't know."

"Could it be that they are used to enduring resentment and subconsciously controlling themselves?"

"What is the subconscious mind?"

Pei Yan coughed: "It's just... a kind of consciousness that I don't realize... It's a bit like a psychological habit or instinct..."

"Psychologically?"

"Forget it, let's change the subject."

The two left Shou'an Palace and walked along a bluestone path with luxuriant spring grass.

At this time, the stars were scattered and the moon was like a hook, and the Nanwu Imperial Palace, which was deeper and heavy with dew, was dark and quiet.Occasionally, a few sporadic lights flashed in the distance.

"I didn't expect there to be such a secluded and deep place in the palace?" Pei Yan walked to the end of the path on a stone path covered with moss, and saw a dilapidated old palace in a blink of an eye. "Is there a gathering of spiritual sources here?"

Guchen Xianjun stared at the dilapidated palace not far away. "No." He said again: "But this old palace has existed for thousands of years."

"Thousands of years?!" Pei Yan immediately glanced back at the path covered with moss. "But it looks like no one lives here. Why should a dilapidated old palace be kept for thousands of years?"

Immortal Gu Chen was about to shake his head, when he heard a few loud calls from a distance: "The immortal of Luofu Mountain! The immortal of Luofu Mountain! Where are you?"

Guchen Xianjun frowned, and pointed at him with a little spiritual light, which led him here.

Accompanied by two court ladies, the father-in-law who led the way walked across the bluestone path to the two of them.

"Why did the Immortal and this Demon Lord come here?" With a doubtful voice, the old man said solemnly, "It was the emperor who sent this old slave to find the Immortal and Demon Lord. Fortunately, the two of you helped me out of the city during the day. , His Majesty specially invites the two of you to come to the imperial study tomorrow morning to have an audience and thank you in person."

"No need." Immortal Guchen's eyes were still fixed on the two maids, his brows were furrowed, and he responded coldly.

But as soon as the words fell, Pei Yan said: "Hey~ we know, tomorrow morning we will go from Yuanling Palace to accompany the father-in-law."

The old man glanced back and forth between the immortal in white and the demon in blue, seeing that the immortal turned his eyes to the demon beside him and did not refute, so he bowed and saluted: "Thank you demon and immortal for your promise, that old slave will go to Yuan Dynasty tomorrow." The Spirit Palace invites you."

Pei Yan nodded, and stretched out his finger to the dilapidated palace at the end of the path: "Dare to ask Eunuch, where is this palace? Why is it so dilapidated and barren?"

The old man looked down and said, "This is just an old palace in the palace. It has been in existence for a long time. I don't know how long it has been in the palace... But according to palace history records, it may be a palace hall thousands of years ago." The sleeping hall of Princess Nanwu is called Sheren Hall."

Pei Yan was stunned instinctively when he heard this.

She people... the palace?Why does it feel a little familiar?

"The palace here was originally supposed to be refurbished and allocated to the other princesses and princes in the palace to live in, but every time something was about to be done, there would always be something strange..." the old man said suddenly: "It has been preserved until now."

Hearing this, Pei Yan couldn't help but take another look at the mottled and faded gate wall of the palace.

Then the father-in-law led the maids to retreat first.

Immortal Lord Guchen was about to leave with the demon beside him, a strange feeling flashed across his mind, and he couldn't help turning his eyes back to look at the palace again.

The next day, the hour had not yet arrived.

Pei Yan and Xianjun Guchen have already arrived at the Imperial Study Room of the Nanwu Palace.

"Do you want to ask Emperor Nanwu about the blood curse he heard last night?" Immortal Guchen asked him in a flat voice.

"Hmm." There was no one in the imperial study room, so it should not be allowed to enter.Pei Yan casually walked and looked, taking out an ancient book from the red lacquered mahogany bookshelf to have a look. "They used the blood curse to replace the prince's life with the princess's life. This kind of practice really makes me feel uncomfortable, so even though I know that the emperor of Nanwu probably won't obey him, I still want to ask."

Gu Chen Xianjun looked at the blue-clothed demon quietly, and after a while, he said "hmm". "good."

But before Emperor Nanwu came and Pei Yan asked him, when the blue-clothed demon was pulling out a book, there was a sudden "click" sound in the imperial study room, followed by a row of bookshelves in the corner suddenly turned outward a little.

???

Pei Yan looked over suspiciously.

Guchen Xianjun also turned his eyes to look, his eyes were slightly condensed: "There is a dark pavilion over there."

Pei Yan immediately turned her head and looked at Xianjun Guchen.

"Worry-free quiet room?" As soon as Pei Yan walked into the dark pavilion, he saw a long curtain with blood characters on white cloth.

The immortal in white frowned inexplicably, then stretched out his hand and brushed aside the curtain and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Pei Yan was shocked and froze in place in a daze.

It is spacious inside, and in the huge and closed secret pavilion, there are hundreds of spiritual cards placed from the inside to the outside, from high to low. There are hundreds of them. There are countless.

"These..." These are...?

Xianjun Guchen frowned, and his eyes fell on a spiritual tablet at the front and bottom: "It is the royal princess who died in place of Emperor Nanwu."

Pei Yan also noticed the spiritual tablet he was looking at, the name of "Princess Mingle" was in the middle of it, the spiritual tablet was still new, the characters in red were still bright, and it exuded a faint fragrance of pine wood.

Pei Yan couldn't help taking two steps closer, and murmured in a daze: "So many... all of them are Nanwu princesses who died for his imperial brother or his imperial brother...?" An uncontrollable anger and shock surged in his heart.

Guchen Xianjun's face was also serious, and he gave a deep "hmm".

Pei Yan's expression was serious, his fingers in his sleeves were clenched tightly, he walked along the long vermilion table that was staggered like steps, where spirit tablets were placed, and he saw Princess Mingle, Princess Changxing, Princess Chongning, Princess Anqing... Countless names of "princesses" jumped into the eyes... and each "princess" on these spirit cards represented a woman who was sacrificed under the imperial power of extreme patriarchy.

Born in the royal family, they should have been extremely noble, but they have become discarded pawns one by one.Not the emperor's daughter, nor the emperor's relatives, maybe not a life.

Maybe, as Concubine Shugui said, they are spare blood replacements.

Pei Yan's face was extremely cold, and he was shocked by the silent and cruel "order" in ancient society.

They may not even know how cruel and unfair things they are accustomed to doing.

His eyes flicked across the middle and back of the spirit card, and he suddenly noticed a name.Pei Yan's eyes froze, and she instinctively approached.

"Shi Sherong, the princess of Sheren... was born on the [-]st day of the fourth month of the year of Dingsi, and died on the [-]st day of the fourth month of the year of Gengxu..."

Princess Sheren?

Could it be the princess who originally lived in the Sheren Palace?

Pei Yan felt that the word "Sheren" became more and more familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

He couldn't understand the ancient time calendar, so he asked Luo Hanzhou: "When is the date of birth written on it?"

Guchen Xianjun replied to him: "3000 years ago."

That is to say, the blood curse method of the Nanwu royal family to let the princess die instead of the prince has been used for at least 3000 years.

After standing silently for a long time, Pei Yan said, "I don't know if there is a way to break the blood curse they mentioned."

Guchen Xianjun knew that he was in a difficult mood and wanted to intervene, and was about to mention something when he suddenly heard a voice from outside the dark pavilion.

"Emperor Nanwu has arrived."

Pei Yan turned around and said, "Then let's go out first."

After Nodding his head, Guchen Immortal Monarch glanced across the quiet room filled with spirit tablets, and suddenly noticed two columns of blood characters written on the innermost wall.

The immortal in white was startled suddenly.There was a flash of shock in his eyes: Isn't it...

His eyes narrowed, and through the pine wooden spirit tablets, he saw that there was something behind each spirit tablet... Guchen Xianjun took another look at the spirit tablet that said "Princess Sheren".

Inside the imperial study.

Emperor Nanwu came here to see the two immortals and demons. He slightly bowed his body and said: "Outside the imperial city yesterday, thank you Xianjun and Yaojun for helping me. Since then, there have been many things. I have not been able to thank you. I am negligent."

Pei Yan had no expression on his face, and it was useless to hear such plain and polite words.Looking directly at what the Emperor of Nanwu was about to say, he heard the Emperor of Nanwu say again: "But I heard that this demon king asked about the disposal of the attached horse, so maybe he already knows a little bit about the ins and outs of his assassination."

Pei Yan immediately frowned.

"As leaders in both the immortal and demon worlds, you should respect the political affairs of Nanwu in our human world, as well as the thousands of years of tradition in Nanwu."

Pei Yan was shocked when he heard this, and couldn't help feeling extremely cold.

The emperor's words in front of him are telling himself not to interfere with his so-called "Nanwu tradition"!

"Heh." Pei Yan's breath fluctuated, he couldn't help laughing coldly, and said coldly: "What you mean by 'Nanwu tradition' is that the Guiwu royal family has used the princess's life to replace the prince's life for so many years?!"

The immortal in white stood behind Pei Yan, his face was calm and his eyes were cold, he stood still and did not move or speak.

The emperor of Nanwu looked at the demon in front of him, his eyes deepened: "It seems that the demon not only has a partial understanding of my 'Nanwu tradition', but also has the intention of interfering."

Pei Yan tried not to say anything, and clenched his fingers under his sleeves, Princess Qingwan, Concubine Shugui, and the hundreds of spiritual tablets lingered in front of his mind.He was about to respond—

"it's not like that."

Pei Yan was slightly startled when he heard the sound, and immediately turned to look at the source of the sound.

Princess Qingwan accompanied Prince Qingshuang, and the two stood at the entrance of the imperial study, looking at Pei Yan.All looked solemn, Princess Qingwan's expression was especially serious.She took a step forward, and then said to the Seventh Prince of the Demon Realm: "If His Highness Wuyuan and Immortal Guchen don't give up, Qingwan can take you to a place."

Pei Yan couldn't help but froze in place.

The sun was setting and the dusk was dark.You can see the spring breeze blowing the catkins on both sides of the palace road, wandering far away.

After Pei Yan walked out of the palace prison, she kept silent.The fairy in white walked beside him, but he didn't say anything.

"I won't comment on the matter of Nanwu for the time being." Pei Yan looked into the distance and paused, and said after a while, "Maybe it's really your own business... Others can't control it, and they can't control it either."

Prince Qingshuang and Princess Qingwan looked at them from behind.

"I'll just say one thing." Pei Yan frowned, and finally couldn't help saying: "It's wrong for men to be superior to women, people in the world should be equal regardless of gender."

Prince Qingshuang and Princess Qingwan were taken aback when they heard the words.

"Forget it." Pei Yan sighed.

How can thousands of years of thinking be so easily changed?

"Luo Hanzhou, let's continue to find the evil flowers in the city."

Guchen Xianjun glanced at him, then nodded again: "Yes."

The two immediately disappeared in front of Prince Qingshuang and Princess Qingwan.

At a spiritual source in the south of the imperial city, Pei Yan, Xianjun Guchen and Ghost King meet.

"Are you still together??" Pei Yan was surprised, he thought His Majesty the Ghost King and Yi Lu would have left Luo She aside early on.

The ghost king frowned slightly, but he frowned even more when he heard the words, so he could only say: "Young Master Luoshe is more sensitive to the breath of demons than I and Yilu, so I also waited for the evil flowers in the imperial city while looking for evil flowers." Explore the place where the magic breath is strong in the city."

"I see." Pei Yan nodded.Pretending not to see Ghost King standing behind him, one left and one right, he looked at him coldly, with a murderous intent and a look of extreme disgust.

Pei Yan coughed lightly: Your Majesty the Ghost King, look back, is your backyard on fire?

The author has something to say: Ghost King: Small scene, not a big problem, this king has experienced a lot this day and night.