Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 279 Finally Going Out (1)
Indeed, only the imperial tomb can explain the wealth and honor of the underground palace, as well as the sophisticated traps around the palace. Leng Xia raised his head, puzzled, and asked, "Is it Beiyan's imperial tomb? Then the emperor Beiyan visited here when he ascended the throne?"

Zhan Beilie shook his head, and said with a smile: "Not only the emperor of Beiyan, but all the ancestral halls visited by countries are just clothes tombs, and the imperial tombs announced to the outside world are not real."

After Leng Xia was stunned for a moment, she felt relieved after thinking about it.

No emperor wants the place where he is buried after death to be known to outsiders. They take endless rare treasures as funeral objects, hoping to be an emperor in the underworld. Take this underground palace as an example, with everything needed for food, clothing, housing and transportation. No, it was really built as a palace.

What these emperors are most afraid of is that tomb robbers will disturb their long sleep. Naturally, they will declare a fake to the outside world, and then build the real imperial tomb in an unknown location.

Leng Xia thought of the bones she saw in the stone chamber, dressed in coarse linen clothes, presumably they were the workers who built the imperial mausoleum, and after the imperial mausoleum was completed, they were buried here forever.

Zhan Beilie walked to the first ice coffin and asked, "Do you want to open the coffin?"

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows and said as a matter of course: "Of course!"

The two had searched the entire underground palace before, but they couldn't find any way out. At this time, they could only look for clues in the ice coffin. After such a strange thing as a soul possessed.

What's more, all the traps outside are obviously to protect this mausoleum. The two people in this coffin are very harmful.

Without saying a word, Zhan Beilie used his internal strength, and pushed his big palm on the ice cover of the first coffin, and the tentacles were extraordinarily cold.

People in ancient times respected "the dead are the greatest", especially in this reverence, there is also an unreasonable fear of some strange ideas. Contaminated with evil spirits.

But Zhan Beilie's domineering and unruly temperament can't control this much, the daughter-in-law is the biggest!
As the coffin lid was pushed away, it seemed that a vicissitudes of the ancient world had been opened, and a decaying and cold atmosphere permeated from the inside to the outside.

In this ice coffin, lay a woman. Her bones had been completely decomposed, and she could only be identified from her blood-red dress. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with large hibiscus flowers, each in a different posture. , or budding, or lingering, or stretching and swaying...

Because of the tattoo on Leng Xia's chest, the two of them were particularly sensitive to hibiscus flowers. Seeing all these suddenly at this time, they always had a vague feeling. This may have something to do with the tattoo on her body.

Leng Xia and Zhan Beilie looked at each other, carefully inspected the ice coffin, but found no clues.

Zhan Beilie walked to another ice coffin and pushed open the lid.

Lying inside is a corpse wearing a dragon robe. The skeleton should be a man. The man's head is tilted to the left, as if he is guarding the woman's ice coffin. The golden dragon robe shines with dignity. Embroidered a five-clawed golden dragon, lifelike, holding a bamboo slip on his chest, it looks very old, and the leather strap it is wearing has fallen off.

Seeing this situation, Leng Xia tilted her head and jokingly said: "The hug is so tight, it must be related to love."

The man's rotten hand bones were still holding on to the bamboo slip, and Leng Xia seemed to see through the bones hundreds of years ago, the moment the man died, his fingers were clearly grasping the bamboo slip, slowly imprinting it on his chest Before, just hug like this, life after life.

Zhan Beilie laughed, smacked his lips, and said, "An emperor who is obsessed with love? Except for father and brother, I have never heard of other emperors, who are affectionate."

Leng Xia shrugged her shoulders, and felt surprised when she thought about it, the history books have never seen the love of emperors, all the records are about the ruthlessness and fickleness of the superiors, only Zhan Beilie and his family, it's like a genetic mutation.

She curled her lips and looked Zhan Beilie from head to toe. She looked at him with horror, and said: "The royal blood of your Great Qin is outstanding among the five kingdoms."

Zhan Beilie hooked her shoulder, stared and said, "It's our Great Qin!"

Leng Xia surrendered with a smile. Thinking of the person beside her and Xiao Feng in Chang'an, she couldn't help feeling a strong sense of belonging, and said seriously, "Yes, it's our Great Qin."

Zhan Beilie smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and he pressed a kiss on the tip of her nose in satisfaction.

He took out the bamboo slips and looked through them carefully. It can be said that this was the only thing they found in the entire imperial tomb that might be useful.

Leng Xia searched the ice coffin carefully for a while, but did not find any other clues, so Zhan Beilie smiled and said, "Well, you really guessed it right."

Leng Xia raised her head and took the bamboo slips that Zhan Beilie handed her. The tentacles were cold to the bone. After all, they had been stored in this ice room for an unknown number of years. Leng Xia couldn't help shivering.

Zhan Beilie pulled her to go outside, and said as he walked, "Go out and see, your hands are cold."

The thick ice door opened, a gust of hot air rushed in, and Leng Xia finally eased over.

I briefly flipped through the bamboo slips in my hand. This is a diary. Most of the front is women's. It perfectly shows a cool woman's yearning and joy for love.

The handwriting on the next few pages is vigorous and powerful, and the strokes open and close. It seems that a different man wrote it.

Leng Xia yawned, closed the bamboo slips in her hands, and put them back on the table. It took her an indefinite amount of time to read the entire bamboo slips.

Zhan Beilie also yawned, and Leng Xia rolled his eyes in exchange.

Daqin God of War didn't want to see the feelings of these sticky little women, so he left this difficult task to his wife. However, Leng Xia was really not a little woman, so she endured it desperately and finally finished it.

But there was also a slight touch of desolation in the bottom of my heart.

When Zhan Beilie saw his daughter-in-law's disgusted eyes, he immediately got up and walked behind Leng Xia, patted and massaged her shoulder, and asked, "What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)