My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 118: The National Treasury, In Grave Danger

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: The National Treasury, In Grave Danger

Although Ruolan and the others had already dragged away the unconscious guards and replaced them with their own, there was no guarantee that General Li would not notice something amiss. Therefore, Chu Baihan knew she had to find the Snow Ganoderma as quickly as possible.

Entering the National Treasury, the interior was vast.

Unlike the understated simplicity of the Nanduan Kingdom’s treasury, the treasures of gold and silver in Yan Country were piled up in plain sight, almost dazzling Chu Baihan’s eyes.

But she had no interest in these gold and silver treasures.

She quickly walked further inside.

The Snow Ganoderma could almost bring people back from the dead, such an important thing, where would they have placed it?

After searching the huge treasury for a while, Chu Baihan still had not seen a trace of the Snow Ganoderma.

Her heart became more and more anxious.

Time was running out!

Suddenly, she noticed there was another door at the side.

This door was extremely covert, one wouldn’t notice it unless they were carefully observing.

Perhaps, the Snow Ganoderma was inside.

She quickly walked over and placed her palm on the door.

This door, it was actually forged from thousand-year Xuantie.

It was impossible to open with Inner Strength!

After getting this far, was she supposed to give up now?

Her gaze darkening, Chu Baihan suddenly realized that the door did not open with a key.

She kneeled on one knee, observing the door carefully.

"This hole is so large, it can’t be a keyhole," she murmured softly.

She hurriedly searched around and quickly brought over many objects that were the same size as the hole.

But after trying for a long time, she could not open the door.

Just as she was frantic with urgency, a "thud" sounded and the hairpin on her head fell down.

She quickly picked it up.

This was one of the few things her mother had left her, and she had worn it all these years.

As she was about to reinsert the hairpin onto her head, her eyes casually swept over the keyhole, and her gaze flickered.

Her hand also uncontrollably reached out, inserting the hairpin into the hole.

And a shocking scene unfolded...

The heavy Xuantie door was slowly opened.

This...

Chu Baihan was shocked as she looked at the hairpin in her hand and then at the door.

Was this a coincidence, or was there some secret to it?

But now she no longer had the chance to investigate.

She steadied her mind, took out the hairpin, and quickly walked inside.

Inside was not a room but a very long and dark tunnel, so dark that one could not see their own hand.

She took out a flint, and step by step, she walked downwards.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally reached the end.

In front of her was another door.

But this door did not require a key, and she opened it with a gentle push.

The inside was not dim, but filled with Luminous Pearls, as bright as daylight.

Her gaze was drawn to a huge coffin in the very center.

This was not the Imperial Mausoleum, why would Yan Country set up a coffin here?

Chu Baihan, as if bewitched, started to slowly walk toward it.

But before she could get close to the coffin, suddenly, sharp arrows shot out from the stone wall at the side.

Her brow furrowed, and she swiftly dodged.

But it was as if she had triggered some mechanism, and the once single arrow turned into a rain of arrows.

No matter which direction she dodged, there was nowhere to hide.

At a critical moment, she flung out a long silk from the wide sleeves, wrapping it around a pillar where the door had opened.

Standing on tiptoes, she then lightly jumped, quickly returning to her former place.

In front of her was a dense rain of arrows, a sight that made one’s scalp tingle.

If she hadn’t dodged quickly, she would have been riddled with holes by now.

But what was strange was that as soon as she had steadied herself, she felt compelled to move forward, as if under a spell.

Something was wrong, the smell was off!

Chu Baihan only realized this now, it was her oversight.

The scent emanating from the coffin had the power to bewitch people’s hearts.

She quickly held her breath, and then her mind finally cleared up a lot.

She couldn’t stay here for long, but where was Snow Ganoderma?

Where is Snow Ganoderma!

Just then, she noticed a door on the right side of the stone wall.

Could it be there?

But to get there, she would need to block the barrage of arrows.

"No matter what, I should at least give it a try," she muttered softly to herself.

Then, she used the long silk as a weapon, hooking one end to the stone wall and the other to the stone column on this side.

She realized that she had triggered the mechanism because her feet had touched the ground.

Could it be that if her feet didn’t touch the ground, she wouldn’t trigger the mechanism?

She activated her Qinggong and lightly walked on the long silk.

Fortunately, her speculation was correct. When she was on the silk, the previously fierce mechanisms fell silent.

But she still didn’t dare to let her guard down.

As she was halfway there, about to reach the stone gate on the other side, suddenly a beam of light flashed from the coffin.

Her eyes dazzled for a moment, and her head spun.

When she barely opened her eyes, it was as if a pair of eyes were staring at her.

This made her blood run cold and her heart sank heavily.

It was at this time, the swaying of her body alerted the mechanism as well.

The rain of arrows appeared again.

But this time, she no longer had the long silk to use.

The two stone gates were far away from her, and it was no longer easy to return using Qinggong.

As countless arrows struck at her, at the very brink of disaster...

The stone gate through which she had arrived was forcibly opened, and a figure clothed in dark ink swiftly appeared by her side.

"Duck down!"

Yan Lin commanded sternly.

Quickly, he drew his dagger and forcefully sliced open the palm of his hand, spattering blood all around.

But as the blood hit the ground, it was absorbed bit by bit.

Soon, there was not a drop of blood left on the floor.

Even more bizarre, the arrows that had been shooting at them suddenly fell in midair, and no more arrows appeared from the stone walls.

Chu Baihan landed on the ground, still somewhat shaken.

She had only seen a scene like this in the Imperial Mausoleum of Nanduan Kingdom.

Why would the National Treasury of Yan Country be made this way?

And Yan Lin’s blood...

Chu Baihan frowned, her gaze falling on the wounded left hand of Yan Lin.

Yan Lin tore a piece of cloth from his robe and wrapped the wound up, explaining in a deep voice, "These mechanisms were all set by the ancestors of the Yan Family, so they will not harm the bloodline of the Yan Family. Just now I shed blood to prove my identity."

Could it be this mystical?

Chu Baihan was stunned to hear this.

Seeing her expression, Yan Lin guessed what was on her mind.

"The mysteries of the Imperial Family of Yan Country are far more than you can imagine," he said in a low voice.

Curiosity almost made Chu Baihan ask "What else?"

But her reason quickly pulled her back.

The affairs of the Imperial Family of Yan Country had little to do with her.

And now, she had more important things to do.