goddess above

Chapter 1006: Haunted Mausoleum
In the middle of the night, even Fei Yu felt that the cold was unbearable, and the child was still sleeping in Jing Yu's arms, covered with her wide sleeves, and it was not affected at all.

Ming Huai thought it over clearly, put the child in Fei Yu's arms, picked up Jing Yu himself and put her into the jade coffin, carefully arranged her hair and clothes, supported the jade coffin and looked at her affectionately.

Farewell so far, goodbye is He Xi?
I had so many opportunities to take her away and lead her to a normal life, but I didn't take any action.

In the past, when I was young and frivolous, I always thought that the time is still long, so I don't need to care about the day and night.

But when a person leaves suddenly, those who stay behind know that things are impermanent.

The child was hungry, and woke up slowly, humming, Fei Yu hurriedly hugged him and shook him lightly, but he didn't cry, but saw Fei Yu was a little dazed, and looked around for Jing Yu.

Ming Huai rubbed Jing Yu's face lightly twice, reluctantly closing the jade coffin.

Hearing the sound, the child became even more anxious, he couldn't see where the sound came from, his big eyes turned around, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly cried out, Fei Yu couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind, so he hugged him hurriedly. I watched him turn around, but he was still crying, and the more he cried, the louder he was.

The underground palace was empty, and in the middle of the night, the cries of children came from inside the mausoleum, intermittently sad and sad, which almost scared the imperial guards outside the mausoleum crazy.

Everyone knew that Jing Yu died in vain, and everyone knew that her child was missing.

Could it be that the child came back to find his mother?

As soon as this idea came up, the imperial guards outside were so frightened that they left the tomb far away, and sent someone to inform the ceremony officer and Yinhua.

The child was crying sadly, Ming Huai hugged him, he stopped crying immediately, pulled his clothes and curled his lips in aggrieved expression, that expression would only be when he was hungry.

Ming Huai didn't make a sound, but he also burst into tears, holding on to the jade coffin, with the slightest bit of pain pervading his whole body.

He came down from the high platform with tears in his eyes, hugged the child and knelt down: "Send your mother off."

The child didn't know why, so he grabbed his clothes and bit into his mouth. When he found that he couldn't eat, he felt even more aggrieved, and burst into tears again.

The haunting of the mausoleum soon alarmed everyone, and they all got up in the middle of the night. Yinhua ran up first, and heard crying before he got close. The ceremonial officer who followed was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he hurriedly knelt down. When he got down, he panicked, and the other palace guards also knelt down hastily.

"Princess, rest in peace, rest in peace."

Deyang and the others also arrived, and when they saw everyone kneeling down, they were also frightened.

Yinhua stared at the tomb passage, feeling very guilty: "Yinxuan, look after them, you guys follow me in."

Although Yinxuan is small, he is much more reliable than Deyang, and now Yinhua can only look for him.

Those who were called by him were a few flying eagle riders who followed him, and immediately took the palace lantern to open the way as soon as they heard the order.

Deyang was afraid, he protected Chaosi with one hand, and pulled Yinxuan who wanted to go in with the other: "Don't make trouble, just stay well."

The officer of ceremonies hurriedly pulled Yin Hua: "Young Master must not go in before dawn, the mausoleum is gloomy, and the night is the most dangerous, and it's not too late to go in at noon when the yang energy is at its peak.

The crying was still going on, and Yinhua was also afraid, but thinking that it was Jingyu lying inside, he became more courageous.

Riding in with the flying eagle, the people outside became even more flustered, wishing to light all the torches and palace lanterns.

The tomb passage was dark and quiet, maybe it was quiet at night, maybe it was because they were nervous so they were extra focused, the very light footsteps sounded too loud to them, Flying Eagle rode very slowly, carefully paying attention to the front.

(End of this chapter)