Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

She wanted to take a look and see what the lady who had transmigrated here with her had changed into.

A handful of loess, suppresses or, a wisp of smoke.

Or, come and go like a dream, come and go empty, also empty?

"We can enter together, but you can't be more than ten steps away from me." Even if it was a dangerous matter, as long as she brought it up, he would agree to it. It was also because he was very confident that he wouldn't put her in danger.

Her lover hurriedly nodded and blinked, looking at him obediently.

He only needed to raise his hand once more to show his loyalty to his master.

Yan Han broke out in laughter, and his initially resolute and resolute lines immediately became gentle.

He raised his hand and caressed the top of her head lovingly.

Her lover subconsciously shrunk his neck, and his eyelashes trembled adorably.

When she caught the smile in the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but feel a trace of jealousy in her heart.

Ever since she was kidnapped by Yan Han, she was the first to not see Yan Han's smile today.

Once she smiled, her jade-like, sculpted face was like the first snow that had melted, like an iceberg that had collapsed. It was incredibly beautiful, causing her to tremble in excitement.

However, in those eyes full of smiles, from the moment he first saw her, there was only the shadow of her.

It was just like …

It was as if every midnight, when she crept outside Pei Ruochen's study, she saw through the light of the lamp that was like beans the serenity in the depths of her eyes — the serenity of the beloved house when he looked at the portrait of Willow — not at the painting, but through the painting, at the painter's attentive face and the occasional twitch of his nose.

However, her lover was not some devastatingly beautiful beauty.

If she had even one percent of the beauty of this underground sculpture, He Lan You wouldn't have been able to say anything, but no, there wasn't a single thing worthy of praise for her: her eyes were too big, her mouth was too small, her face was too round, her skin was too white, she was also stupid, and she was a famous fool in the Yi family — just what kind of charm could attract Ruochen and He Lan Xue? Even Yan Han doted on her!

He Lan Lu was unwilling to accept this outcome.

That unwillingness was like the seeds of early spring. Under the strange and enchanting gaze of the sculpture, it slowly took root and sprouted, growing soundlessly.

"My acupoints have already been suppressed, there's no need to send someone else to escort me." Seeing that Yan Han had intentionally sent two people to look after him, Pei Ruochen refused lightly, "Furthermore, I am also very curious about Madam's tomb. I won't play any tricks along the way."

Yan Han glanced at him, then waved his hand and said, "Send two people to guard the door, and keep the other two in the hall. Everyone else, follow me in – pay attention, don't look at the woman on the ground."

The ten guards obeyed and immediately assigned four people to guard the hall. The other six, as well as Pei Ruochen and He Lan Lu, followed Yan Han into the depths of the hall.

In the depths of this snow-white world, there was a faint white tunnel. Previously, they had been bewitched by the inner demons and had not seen it. Now, following Yan Han's footsteps, their vision gradually cleared up.

The walls and floor of the long white tunnel were smooth, as if they were crafted by the most exquisite stonemason. However, the material they were made from was not stone, they were too smooth and cold, like ice that had been sealed for a thousand years at the bottom of an iceberg.

The light here was very bright, and the clear white light looked as if it came from behind the wall. It was so beautiful that it seemed unrealistically beautiful.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the lady in front suddenly slipped and almost fell. Luckily, Yan Han was able to support her in time.

Her smile froze on her face, and she stared at the top of her head.

Yan Han realized that something was amiss, and his eyes also shifted upwards. Immediately, his expression changed as he shouted, "Be careful!" He pushed his lover away again.

The six guards behind her rushed forward as soon as they heard what he said, while Pei Ruochen lowered her body to the side to avoid him. Pei Ruochen was pushed to the side by Yan Han, and before she could even steady herself, she was already far away.

The large hole closed again and again. There was a crackling sound from above and it gradually became distant.

Her lover was awakened by the sound of dripping water.

Before she woke up, she had a strange dream.

In the dream, she squatted by the river, her hands on her hips, staring at the other side of the river.

On the other side of the river, there was a very beautiful woman. Her figure was light and graceful like a fairy, and the mist on the other side of the river was very dense.

After that, the woman slowly turned around and looked at her. The mist gradually dissipated, and the woman's face became clear. She saw her eyes, which were as alluring as resplendent glaze, yet at the bottom of her eyes, there was an indescribable sadness.

"Hello." Her lover stood up and greeted her with a silly chuckle. "How are you?"

The woman looked at her in silence.

"How are you?" She called out again, and this time the woman seemed to reply, 'How are you?'

After listening carefully, it seemed to be his own answer.

The sound echoed in the air.

How are you?

How are you?

Okay?

Her lover wanted to open her eyes, but she wasn't sure if she was hallucinating when she called out to him.

Her hand moved and blinked: the touch of her fingers was still cold. It should still be in the ice graveyard. The scene in front of her was extremely strange. She saw her own reflection, the ceiling was made of a mirror, the floor was also made of a mirror. With just a glance, she could tell that there were countless images of her own body, as if she was in a dream.

His wife was still thinking about the girl she had just dreamed of. She seemed to be connected to him, but at the same time, he couldn't tell what that connection was.

The sound of the water was still ringing in his ears.

After a long time, she finally got up and laid her hands on the ground. She half knelt on the ground and curiously looked around her.

For a moment, she almost suspected that she was back in the playground of her previous life.

Within the amusement park, there was a fantasy world. There were mirrors in all directions, and from every corner, from every angle, she could see countless mirrors and herself.

And now she was in the middle of the house, empty except for the ticking hourglass.

Yes, hourglass.

An enormous hourglass, next to her, and unlike the usual hourglass, was filled not with sand but with water.

The upper edge of the hourglass was followed by the ceiling, and below it was an extremely ordinary stone. The water fell onto the stone and quickly evaporated without a trace — it was just a decade of accumulation, yet it eventually left a slightly sunken groove on the stone, like an everlasting scar.

As for where the water came from, the woman could not figure it out — perhaps there was a lake connected to it — but where did the lake come from in the desert?

If she couldn't figure it out, then she might as well stop thinking about it.

She carefully stood up and spread her arms so that she would not fall on the mirror. Then she walked carefully to the wall and knocked on the mirror on her left: the sound was firm and did not sound hollow at the back.

The girl hardened her heart and kicked fiercely, but all she heard was a scream and the sound of her foot hitting the mirror.

She fell back down, clutching her sore leg, scratching her head, helpless.

What the hell was this place?

Her gaze returned to the hourglass in the middle. Looking up, she only saw a thin pipe. This type of pipe, let alone the fact that she couldn't get into it, even if she did, she wouldn't be able to climb up.

Just as she was lamenting that there was a road to ruin, the mirrors in the room suddenly shook as if they had been shaken by someone. White light flashed randomly, and then the scene inside completely changed.

Her lover saw thousands upon thousands of scenes, every corner, every scene. However, judging from the background, they should all be in this tomb.

Then, her lover saw He Lan Xue. She had just walked into the hall.

She shifted her gaze and saw Pei Ruochen once again.

Next, there was Yan Han and He Lanlian.

She turned again, then turned again. She passed by the tunnel just now, and there were still two corpses with thousands of needles piercing their hearts. The reason why her lover's face had changed was because he saw countless tottering ice needles hanging on the ceiling.

In other words, it was a live broadcast.

This was a focal point that could be seen from every corner of the cemetery!

After experiencing the initial shock, she gradually became clear again. Madam Xi was extremely talented. It was not surprising that she had included the entire tomb within her range of observation. Logically speaking, she should have been able to hear the voice.

As she thought of this, her hand had already reached out and stopped in front of an image. Her little finger rested on He Lan's face.

That scene immediately enlarged and occupied an entire wall. The melodious He Lan's voice also suddenly reverberated within the room. It was so loud and piercing that it caused her to jump in fright.

It was a stone room.

In an inner room less than ten square meters away from Yan Han, Yan Han stood calmly in the corner, using his fingers to tap against the wall. He Lan leaned against the wall, her arms wrapped around her shoulders, shivering as she looked at Yan Han, "Can we find the exit?"

Yan Han lowered his arm dejectedly and shook his head, "There are no holes on all four sides. It seems like the only way out is up there."

The moment the ice needle fell, Yan Han's guards rushed forward to block the fatal attack for him. Just as he regained his senses, he discovered that his lover had disappeared, and at the end of the path, a giant boulder was rolling towards him.

The boulder chased them all the way here, and in the process, they lost another two bodyguards. Then, Helian Lun fell down suddenly, and Pei Ruochen stopped to help her. When the huge rock came down, they moved to the side, and the wall collapsed, and then …

After that, when he woke up, this was the situation.

They were trapped in a small, cold stone room. It was freezing cold inside, and they were able to resist the cold for a while. Helian You's lips turned white from the cold and his body trembled.