Traveling through the battle with the evil emperor: the queen is too hard to pet

Chapter 537 The Test of Love 10
There are stone tables and stone beds in the cave, which really looks like a bedroom.

Presumably Baguio had already made up her mind to die in this cave, so she not only carved her own statue, but also prepared this bedroom.

However, at this moment, there are many things in this bedroom.

Many things were added later.

It was a neatly arranged sarcophagus, obviously made of ready-made stone in the cave.

The styles of the sarcophagi are different, and I guess it should be the coffin made by each of the Xueshan tribe's saintesses before they die, knowing that there is no hope of escape.

Or maybe it was the sarcophagus made by the later Xueshan tribe saintess for the previous one.

The silent light shone on the cold coffin lid, reflecting a faint light.

Like an old faint sigh.

And closest to them lay an unfinished sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus is roughly in shape, the inside has been finished, and the outside is still a little rough.

A piece of stone used to make the coffin lid was placed obliquely on one side of the sarcophagus.

Therefore, at this moment, the sarcophagus is open.

Inside the sarcophagus lay a person, a beautiful woman.

Her appearance was exactly the same as the woman in the portrait that hung on the wall of Wangsi Palace.

The same youth, the same incredible beauty.

The difference from the portrait is that in the sarcophagus, her eyes are tightly closed, her complexion is pale, and her appearance is much haggard.

Xia Xiaowei was also stunned, her eyes were firmly attracted to the sarcophagus, and she couldn't move an inch.

Bei Qinghan stood for a long time.

motionless.

After a long time, his throat moved a few times with difficulty, and he called out in a low voice, "Mother."

Dragging Xia Xiaowei, she walked slowly to the sarcophagus, knelt heavily beside the sarcophagus, and leaned on the edge of the sarcophagus.

"Mother."

He called out sadly and affectionately.

But the person in the coffin could no longer agree to him, could no longer look at him lovingly and stroke his hair.

Two lines of hot tears spurted from Bei Qinghan's eyes, and he lay on the edge of the sarcophagus, crying silently.

Xia Xiaowei had never seen him so sad, he had always been very strong.

She hugged him and said, "Qinghan, if you want to cry, just cry, don't hold back."

(End of this chapter)