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The man was wearing a plain robe and was sitting on a futon with his back facing the door.
The hall seemed to be sealed, but in fact, there was a slight wind blowing past. The sound of flowing water could be heard.
The two of them turned their heads to take a look and realized that there was a water trough less than two feet wide at the edge of the palace. Clear running water flowed inside.
The light of the Night Pearl also fell into the water, like a dazzling galaxy.
For a moment, it was difficult to tell if this was another palace or a place of imprisonment.
Su Xiaoxiao pinched Wei Ting.
Wei Ting looked at her curiously.
It hurt, right?
Su Xiaoxiao asked with her eyes.
Yes.
Wei Ting replied with his eyes.
Then its not a dream.
Wei Ting was speechless.
However, even in her dreams, Su Xiaoxiao wouldn’t have thought that there was someone living in the abandoned mine.
The fragrance of osmanthus cake and crispy oil pancake floated in the hall.
It was true that those guards had sent poison over, and sending snacks was not a cover. They really wanted to give it to this person. But wasn’t it a little too bold to put it in a food box? “Why are there so many people here today?”
The man asked with his back facing the two of them.
He did not turn around, nor did he stop writing.
The two of them could roughly tell that he was drawing a landscape painting, but they could not see the exact details.
After all, it was too far away.
The man waited for a long time for the footsteps to approach and finally realized that something was wrong.
He paused and looked back in the direction of the stone door.
When he saw the two young men dressed as mine slaves, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
But soon, his expression turned solemn. “You’re not mining slaves.”
No way. This person’s eyes were so sharp that he could tell at a glance!
Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Ting were also bold. No matter what this place was or what status the man had, they walked over without any hesitation.
The stone door behind them slammed shut.
Wei Ting retracted his flashlight in time and handed it to Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao took it and threw it into the pharmacy.
The pharmacy was speechless.
The man turned the wick on the table brighter and looked at the two of them without blinking. He asked suspiciously, “You are…”
The man said, “Before I answer your question, I need to know what your relationship is with her.”
Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and decided to take a gamble. “She’s my grandmother.”
A trace of surprise flashed across the man’s eyes again.
However, if one took a closer look, there was a hint of confusion.
He smiled and picked up the brush to draw two more times. “So so many years have passed,” he said emotionlessly. Su Xiaoxiao asked, “Are you locked up here?”
The man said, “I guess.”
Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled. “What do you mean?”
The man sighed. “It’s complicated.”
Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment. “Let me ask another question. Have you been here all these years? The man said, “Yes.”
He must have been imprisoned.
Su Xiaoxiao continued, ‘You know my grandmother?”
“I do.” The man paused and said, “She was here. At that time, she was about your age.”
Su Xiaoxiao was 18 years old this year, but she looked a few years younger.
At that time, Cheng Sang should not have gone crazy.
Su Xiaoxiao asked, “Why was she here? Do you remember the exact date?”
The man shook his head. “I don’t remember the exact date. I only know it was spring, the season when the Snake Bone Flower blooms..”
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