"Who else has been to the underground palace before Gangliegong?"

Wu Zetian asked again suddenly, with a stern look on his face.

Fu Xi heard this and his heart was pounding. He raised his eyes and glanced at Qiu Shuang quickly. His throat squirmed, and he wanted to speak but stopped...

Qiu Shuang quickly took two steps forward, walked to the front of the dragon chariot, bowed to the emperor, and said in a gentle and respectful voice:

"Your Majesty, I have come to the underground palace to arrange for Shangguan Wan'er's meals."

Wu Zetian frowned and looked at Qiu Shuang with a meaningful look. His tone was neither strict nor gentle, and he had a slight questioning meaning: "Wan'er's diet is arranged by the Provincial Eunuch. What are you worried about?"

Qiu Shuang had already thought of the words along the way and said in an emotional voice: "I grew up with Wan'er since I was young, and I have worked with my colleagues. Now the emperor asked me to replace Wan'er's position. I am uneasy, so I do something for her to calm my anxiety."

Wu Zetian was half-believing and half-doubting about Qiu Shuang's words, but she didn't say anything else and stretched out her fair and tender hand to Qiu Shuang.

Qiu Shuang quickly stepped forward a few steps and caught her wrist. With Qiu Shuang's support, Wu Zetian walked down from the dragon chariot gracefully, took calm and steady steps and walked into the underground palace.

When she accompanied Wu Zetian into the underground palace, Qiu Shuang's heart was beating up and down like a frightened rabbit, almost rushing out of her throat.

Sometimes she had a fluke mentality and believed that the emperor was jealous and resentful towards Shangguan Wan'er, especially after Zhang Lin visited the dungeon without authorization, the emperor's disgust towards Shangguan Wan'er was much stronger than before. The emperor might not believe Shangguan Wan'er's words.

Sometimes, she felt in panic that the truth would soon be revealed, and the person locked in the dungeon would become her.

If Shangguan Wan'er immediately informed the emperor of the fact that she was framed, then how should she deal with it?

She felt that she had to deny it, and she had passed the moment before talking about it. As for the emperor's trust in her, the trust in her will be greatly reduced from now on. That will be a matter for the future. I will talk about it later.

Before entering the entrance of the underground palace, Wu Zetian asked everyone to wait outside the underground palace and only took Wu Chang into the dungeon.

When walking down the dim stairs and appeared on the wet and winding underground corridor, Wu Zetian just glanced at the prison cell where Guan Shangguan Wan'er was locked. He did not go there, but turned to the right and walked to the end along the curved corridor.

At the end of the corridor, two thick iron doors were erected. The iron doors were closed tightly and were airtight.

Wu Zetian turned his head and looked at Wu Chang.

Wu Chang nodded, took out a bunch of keys from his body, found a key, inserted it into the key hole of the iron door, and twisted it. With a click, the spring in the lock was poked open.

The iron door was pushed open, and a biting cold air rushed out from it, making people shudder.

Wu Zetian asked Wu Chang to guard outside the iron gate, and he stepped into the iron gate. Behind the iron gate was a long corridor, and at the end of the corridor, there was an iron gate. There were two portraits of door gods on the iron gate, one holding a steel whip and the other holding an iron mace, majestic and murderous intent.

She took out the key she carried with her and opened the second iron door with a click.

When the second floor iron door opened, a cold wind rushed out from it, causing Wu Zetian's body to tremble for some reason.

She turned around and looked back, then stepped into the second floor iron gate, turned around and brought the iron gate with her.

Walking forward for more than ten steps, we arrived at a stone-level staircase leading to the lower level.

Below the stairs is a taboo place, and even Fu Xi and Aoi Hua, who are in charge of guarding the underground palace, have rarely been here.

Stepping down the fifteenth staircase, another underground space appeared below. This space was almost as large as the underground palace on the ground, and bright candlelights were lit around.

In the middle of the underground space, there is a large iron cage of two meters long and wide.

There was a low table in the cage, and behind the low table was an old man. His feet were baked with black iron chains as thick as his thumb, and the other end of the chain was connected to the thick iron rod of the cage. The clothes he was wearing were almost turned into strips of cloth, which was difficult to cover his body. His gray hair was messy, like the head of a lazy lion, his face was sallow, his eyes were deep, his fingers were dry, and his whole body was as thin as a match.

The skinny old man was lying on the low table, looking at a drawing on the table very focused. It was drawn by him with carbon strokes, including various figures, numbers, calculation formulas and some extremely sloppy words.

......

Half an hour later, Wu Zetian came up from the second floor dungeon. His face was not very good-looking, and his expression was a little dull, as if he had just had a serious illness.

Who is the mysterious old man in the second floor dungeon level, why did Wu Zetian go to see him in person, and what he talked about, except for a very small number of people such as Wu Chang, most of them do not know, including Qiu Shuang.

Originally, Wu Zetian planned to go to the second floor dungeon and take a look at Shangguan Wan'er, but after walking in the second floor dungeon, she was very depressed and did not care about her glance at Shangguan Wan'er, and then hurriedly went to the ground.

This made Qiu Shuang breathe a long sigh of relief, and a sad hurdle made her cross smoothly. However, she still felt that she had to do the preparations she deserved.

On the way back to Shangyang Palace, Wu Zetian ordered people to go to the East Factory to issue an order, and ordered Zhang Lin and Ye Yu to quickly investigate the arrested assassin accomplices.

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East Factory.

After taking the Great Return of the Golden Pill, Zhang Lin came to the East Factory with great brilliance.

Seeing that Zhang Lin changed his appearance, handsome and generous, Ye Yu was very happy, and his heart was beating.

Others also noticed Zhang Lin's changes and thought to themselves that people are really happy when they are happy. When Gang Liegong was shot into the cold palace, his spirit and body were so haggard. As soon as he came back, he immediately became radiant and full of spirit. Some people were secretly wondering whether he had experienced any adventure?

Seeing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, Zhang Lin felt a little proud. Of course, he would not tell him about the fact that he had taken a big golden elixir blackmailed from Wang Zhiwen and restored his youth. This matter was a very secret for him.

"Zhang Tongzhi, I heard that an assassin intended to assassin you last night. After hearing this, we were worried so much!" Ye Yu turned his head to look at Zhang Lin and asked casually, but his concern was beyond words.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine!" Zhang Lin nodded to Ye Yu, then looked at Huang Shengyan and asked with concern:

"What is the result of the interrogation of the assassin accomplices caught yesterday?"

After Wuya was caught, he was escorted by Yulinwei and handed over to the East Factory for a dungeon.

Huang Shengyan replied seriously: "The prison guards interrogated the prisoner several times and learned that his name was Wuya. The purpose of their entry into the palace was to assassinate the prince and had no other purpose. Asking him why he wanted to enter the underground palace, he said he had no purpose, purely because he went to the wrong place."

In fact, Wuya really didn't know that Li Zitang had been to the underground palace, nor did he know the purpose of his visit there, so of course he could not give a correct answer.

"Do you have any tattoos on him?" Zhang Lin reminded.

"Yes!" Huang Shengyan quickly touched the back of his head and replied, "I was excited and almost forgot such an important thing. He has a wolf-head tattoo on his body, and he is undoubtedly a member of the spirit wolf."

After hearing this, Zhang Lin became more interested. This assassin named Wuya is a member of the Spirit Wolf, so is the plum blossom needle assassin a member of the Spirit Wolf? This possibility is extremely high.

He stretched out his hand to Huang Shengyan, and said with a full face: "Take me to the dungeon and take a look."

"Okay." Huang Shengyan agreed.

Zhang Lin stood up and walked to the dungeon with Huang Shengyan. He wanted to personally interrogate Wuya and find out the identity of the plum blossom needle assassin. It would be better to get Li Baide's current important military information secret report from Wuya.
Chapter completed!