"Pillow Book?" Liu Yuanqi's face suddenly became a little weird: "Is the Pillow Book you mentioned the Secretary of Hongbaoyuan in Pillow?"

Mrs. Lu looked at Liu Yuanqi in surprise: "The king knows it too?"

Liu Yuanqi smiled, but did not answer Mrs. Lu's question, but asked seriously: "Are you sure?"

Mrs. Lu nodded affirmatively: "I have indeed heard from Master that this."

Liu Yuanqi looked at Wang Zhi again. Wang Zhi was confused. He didn't know this at all. It seemed that either Master Zhang Tian hid it or Master's wife hid it. Some things Mrs. Lu knew about, but he didn't know. Of course, this is normal. Mrs. Lu's identity is somewhat different from theirs.

Seeing Wang Zhi's expression, Liu Yuanqi thought for a moment and stood up and walked out. "Please follow me."

Mrs. Lu got up and followed Liu Yuanqi out of the ward, and walked all the way to the outer hall of the room where Liu Yuanqi lived. Liu Yuanqi asked Mrs. Lu to wait in the hall, and entered the room himself. It was not long before he came out again. He held a dark and dull pottery pillow in his hand and gently placed it in front of Mrs. Lu. "Madam, I think, this is the book of pillows you mentioned."

Mrs. Lu was shocked and instinctively straightened her body, looked at Liu Yuanqi, and then looked at the unstunning pottery pillow, stretching out her trembling jade fingers: "King, do you think this... is Secretary of Hongbaoyuan in the pillow?"

"That's right." Liu Yuanqi signaled Mrs. Lu not to be excited, and sit down first. His face was a little weird, but when Mrs. Lu saw the legendary secretary suddenly appear in front of her, she was only surprised and did not notice Liu Yuanqi's expression.

"Mrs. I don't know anything. I was born after Liu Zhonglei of the previous dynasty. This pillow is passed down from the family, and it is said that there is a secretary in it." Liu Yuanqi turned over the pillow and pointed the three seal characters engraved on the back of the pillow to Mrs. Lu, "The three characters of Hongbaoyuan refer to its origin. That is, the calligraphy garden of Liu An, the king of Huainan."

Mrs. Lu carefully picked up the pillow, and then she realized that the pillow was very heavy, so she almost didn't pick it up every time. She couldn't help but feel that it was more mysterious. Seeing that she couldn't put it down, Liu Yuanqi shook her head in frustration: "However, this treasure has been passed down in my family for almost two hundred years. No one has opened it except for the ancestor Liu Zhonglei who had seen the secretary among them."

"Can't open it?" Mrs. Lu was stunned. Ecstasy suddenly turned into a pool of cold water, pouring from head to toe.

"It can't be opened." Liu Yuanqi felt a little cold when he saw Mrs. Lu like this. He had originally hoped that Mrs. Lu could have a solution.

"What should I do?" Mrs. Lu was also stunned.

"Madam... I don't understand the art of the mechanism?" Liu Yuanqi refused to give up and said, "As far as I know, this treasure was not made by Liu An, but was passed down from the Mozi school. Mozi's mechanism is famous all over the world, if..."

Liu Yuanqi's voice became lower and lower, because he saw Mrs. Lu shook her head repeatedly, and obviously knew nothing about the mechanism. Sure enough, Mrs. Lu said embarrassedly: "I'm going to hide it from the king. I have heard of the mechanism, but I don't understand it. My master was familiar with the mechanism, but she did not pass it to me, but to another disciple."

"Who is that? Tell me quickly, I can go and invite him."

"I don't know." Mrs. Lu shook her head, her face very bitter: "Master's Taoism is so wise that it is difficult for ordinary people to learn it. In order to make us succeed, each of her Taoism only teaches one or two of them. What I, the Taoist Master, learns is the Taoist talismans and the room, and the mechanical techniques and medical techniques have other descendants, but they never interact with us. Perhaps, they don't even know that they have a connection with my Taoist Tao. Only Master himself knows who they are, and we don't know each other."

"How could this happen?" Liu Yuan said with a slump: "What should I do now? The book of the pillow is here, but we can't open it. If we can't open it, how can we save my Xiu'er?"

Mrs. Lu was speechless, and she had no choice. What she said just now was secret, and there were some things that even disciples with the identity of Wang Zhi didn't know. If it weren't for the urgent matter, she wouldn't have said it.

Liu Yuanqi looked as if dead ashes and murmured to himself: "God's will, God's will, this can only be said to be God's will."

Mrs. Lu sighed secretly. The treasure that could save lives was right in front of her, but she couldn't open it. It really tasted like retribution. It was normal for Liu Yuanqi to have this idea.

Liu Yuanqi sat for a while, got up and picked up the pottery pillow, and slowly walked towards the ward. His steps were heavy, as if he was dragging a millstone weighing thousands of pounds. He was carrying it too much, so he was carrying it a little. He slowly walked to the ward and walked to Liu Xiu who was motionless, with his eyes dull and tears burst out from his eyes.

When Wang Zhi saw Liu Yuanqi coming in with a pillow, he immediately thought of the book of the pillow. He thought that Liu Xiu was saved now and was ecstatic. He was about to smile, but he saw that Liu Yuanqi's face was wrong and quickly stopped his smile. At this time, Mrs. Lu followed him, waved to the puzzled Wang Zhi, called him outside the house, and told him softly about the incident. Wang Zhi was speechless for a while, and finally could only sigh.

Liu Yuanqi moved to the bed and placed the pottery pillow heavily on the bed. He could no longer hold on. He lay on the pillow and cried bitterly. He felt that God was too cruel. Their clan endured for hundreds of years. Over the past few hundred years, more than ten generations were working hard all the time, but in the end it was such a result. It can only be said that God did not want to give them a chance. This time, they were so close to the chance of success. Liu Xiu spent ten years laying such a good foundation, and he was about to soar to the sky and restore the great cause of his ancestors. But at this time, Liu Xiu was actually out of trouble because of the Ba Jue.

The tyranny is like a curse, which not only gives them hope, but also kills all their hopes when they are about to succeed. Originally, the book of Pillows was a secret weapon that could lift the curse, but God locked this secret weapon in this dead pillow, refusing to let them see the secrets.

Watching food starve to death, water to die of thirst, watching the hope of survival is only a short distance from you, but without any choice, is there anything more cruel in this world than this?

Liu Yuanqi remembered the burdens carried by his ancestors in the past, slapped the pottery pillow, and she burst into tears.

Mrs. Lu and Wang Zhi were outside the house listening to Liu Yuanqi crying without any concealment, feeling sad. The most unbearable thing in this world may not be the cry of women or the cry of children, but the cry of men. If there is no sad place, which man will cry?

After listening for a long time, Mrs. Lu couldn't bear it and slowly walked behind Liu Yuanqi, wanting to persuade Liu Yuanqi to abdicate her, but before she could speak, her eyes straightened. "Big... King... King..."

Liu Yuanqi cried in a daze and did not notice Mrs. Lu's call. Mrs. Lu was anxious and did not care about being rude. She stepped forward and pushed Liu Yuanqi's back, pointing to Liu Xiu who was lying on the bed, saying, "Your Majesty, look, the general has moved."
Chapter completed!