Han Mo looked at him, and his deep eyes flashed a trace of vulnerability.

But it's gone.

He went to miyuning and sat down. His voice was soft. "Tired or not?"

Mi Youning still wanted to ask him about the imperial mausoleum in Qingshi. However, he felt his emotions and could not bear to ask.

She didn't see the vulnerability in the man's eyes, but she felt something wrong with him.

At this time, she did not press step by step, gently shook her head, "OK, not too tired."

Han Mo closed his eyes and said, "no, come with me to Qingshi. I'll give you the answer you want."

His voice was low, sad, and a little painful.

Once the only support, at this time, it brought him great anxiety factors.

With that, Han Mo opens his eyes. He stands up and reaches out his hands to mi you Ning.

At this moment, miyuning wants to refuse him, but his hand has already been handed out.

The man's hand held her tightly, not allowing her to pull away.

……

Once again came to Qingshi, it was still night.

Mi you Ning looked at the scene in front of him and thought it was totally different from that day.

There are no staff here, and there are no signs.

Han Mo takes mi you Ning's hand and stands in front of the entrance of the imperial mausoleum. He can't see his face clearly in the dark.

But miyuning could feel the tightness of his body through the man holding her hand tightly.

Hao Qiu and the bodyguard behind him have already taken out the light.

They entered the mausoleum in two groups, one before the other.

Han Mo leads mi you Ning to walk among these people.

Looking at the scenery here, Han Mo has unspeakable feelings in his eyes.

Scanning the passage wall here, his voice sounded slowly.

"I built this place by myself. Every scene and thing was made by me. When I first built it, it was just because of a dream. It was a scene that appeared in my dream from childhood to adulthood."

When miyuning heard him say the first sentence, his eyes were full of wonder.

"Yanbei Kingdom, the 18th successor of the fan family name, fan Yinqing, empress Gu Xiran, once they appeared in my dreams countless times, and their feelings appeared in my dreams again and again."

Miyuning listens to the man around him and doesn't disturb him.

But the eyes are more and more complicated in this not so dark channel.

She really did not expect that it was such a result.

However, all this is too real, especially a trace in the passage.

She left it after fan Yinqing died.

Han Mo continued, "I witnessed their lives in my dreams until they died and buried the imperial mausoleum together."

Miyuning heard what he said, but suddenly he couldn't walk.

Her eyes were set aside on the wall of the passage.

When she got there, she reached for the trace and looked at the man beside her.

"And here? How can you leave a trace here? "

Han Mo lowered his eyes and laughed, "I have seen each other's back, leaving traces here“

This other person, mi you Ning, naturally knew that she was the one in the last life.

She smiles and continues to follow the man.

She didn't know how to describe her heart at the moment.

Everything in front of her subverted her cognition.

How much perseverance does this man rely on to make these things from scratch.

This is a huge project.

This does not include the passageways in the front of the mausoleum, as well as the funerary objects in the mausoleum.