Chapter 192 The Bloodthirsty Emperor Shao, the Heart's Favorite (Fifty)

Han Mo looked at him, a trace of fragility flashed in his deep eyes.

But it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He walked to Mi Youning's side and sat down, his voice became gentle, "Are you tired?"

At this time, Mi Youning wanted to ask him about Qingshi Imperial Mausoleum, but feeling the emotions around him, she couldn't bear to ask.

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

At this time, she didn't press her step by step, and shook her head slightly, "It's okay, I'm not too tired."

Han Mo closed his eyes and said, "Not tired, then come with me to Qingshi, I will give you the answer you want."

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

The only support in the past, but at this time, brought him great uneasiness.

After finishing speaking, Han Mo opened his eyes, stood up and stretched out his hands to Mi Youning.

At this moment Mi Youning wanted to reject him, but her hand was already out.

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

...

I came to Qingshi again, it was still night.

Mi Youning looked at the scene in front of her, it was completely different from what she imagined that day.

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

Han Mo held Mi Youning's hand and stood in front of the entrance of the imperial tomb, unable to see his face clearly in the dark.

But Mi Youning was able to feel his body tense through the man holding her hand tightly.

Hao Qiu and the bodyguards behind him had already taken out their lights.

They were divided into two groups, one in front and one in back to enter the imperial mausoleum.

Han Mo dragged Mi Youning to walk among these people.

Gazing at every scene and every thing here, Han Mo's eyes were filled with indescribable emotion.

Scanning the passage walls here, his voice slowly sounded.

"I built this place with my own hands. Every scene and everything came from my hands. When I first built it, it was only because of a dream. It was a scene that appeared in my dreams since I was a child."

Mi Youning's eyes were filled with disbelief when he heard him speak the first sentence.

"Yan Beiguo, the eighteenth successor to the Fan surname, Fan Yinqing, and Empress Gu Xiran, they have appeared in my dreams countless times, and the relationship between them has appeared in dreams again and again."

Mi Youning listened to the man beside him talking without disturbing him.

It's just that the eyes are in this, not too dark passage, which is getting more and more complicated.

She really didn't expect this to be the result.

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

That was what she left behind after Fan Yinqing's death.

Han Mo continued, "I witnessed their lives in the dream, until they died and buried the imperial tomb together."

After hearing what he said, Mi Youning suddenly couldn't move.

She fixed her gaze on the passage wall beside her.

Walking to that place, reaching out to touch the mark, she glanced at the man beside her.

"What about here? Why did you leave a trace here?"

Han Mo lowered his eyes and smiled, "I saw the back of the other party, and I left traces here."

Mi Youning naturally knew that this other party was her from the previous life.

She smiled and continued to follow the man.

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

Everything in front of her subverted her cognition.

How much perseverance did this man rely on to create all these things from scratch.

This is a huge project.

This is not counting the various passages in the imperial tomb ahead, and the funerary objects in the imperial tomb.