"Your Highness, do you want to withdraw first?"

Mo Er was uneasy in his heart and spoke loudly, but his voice was suppressed by the sound of thunder, and even Wan Qichen didn't hear it.

That is, as soon as his words fell, his feet were empty, and even Wan Qichen didn't react, and everyone fell directly.

The sound of thunder even stopped shaking the ground and the mountains, as if the previous tremor had never happened, but in the blink of an eye, calm was restored.

The tremors came so violently and so suddenly that no one knew what was going on.

I had to stay in the place where I fell, and when everyone stabilized their bodies and recovered from the uneasiness caused by the shock and fall, everything in front of them made everyone stunned again.

They were now in a stone chamber, which was as large as the temple above, and even the shape of a dragon's head.

Wan Qichen frowned and looked at the top of his head, there was no abnormality on the top, and there were not even windows or doors.

His eyes swept in the stone room again, and when he saw the two coffins placed side by side in the middle, Wan Qichen's expression changed, could this be where the main tomb is located?

Eighty-one lanterns enclose the coffin, and it is strange that in such a place, the lantern is not extinguished.

Mo Yi and the others were also looking around, and their expressions also changed when they looked at the coffin.

Mo Yi asked with some hesitation, "Your Highness, could this be the tomb of Emperor Yuan and Empress Yuan?" ”

Mo Er also nodded on the side when he heard this.

According to the historical records left by the royal family, Emperor Yuan and Empress Yuan were extremely affectionate, even after ascending the throne as emperor, Emperor Yuan never took a concubine, and there was only one Empress Yuan in his life.

After the two died, they were buried together in the imperial mausoleum.

Therefore, these two coffins are likely to be the bodies of Emperor Yuan and Empress Yuan.

Obviously, Wan Qichen also thinks so.

So he only muttered for a moment, and then approached the coffin.

Mo Yi and Mo Er naturally didn't dare to step forward, after all, this was the coffin of the founding emperor of Great Chu.

They were on guard with only secret guards, and twelve of them stood in a ring like those ever-bright lights.

It's just that when Wan Qichen approached the coffin, his complexion suddenly changed drastically.

The lid of the coffin is made of crystal, so you can see the person in the coffin at a glance.

But what made him change color was that the person lying in the two coffins was the same person, the one he was looking for.

Qin Jiu!

Wan Qichen's heartstrings tightened, his hands suddenly tightened, and he had the urge to immediately break open the coffin and carry her out.

But looking at the same person in the two coffins, he clenched his teeth and endured no movement.

The man in the coffin had his eyes closed, and his little face was as pale as paper.

She looked quiet and well-behaved, her hands folded lightly on her belly, silent.

Wan Qichen pressed the panic and worry in his heart, and looked at the people in the two coffins carefully.

His gaze swept over the eyebrows of the two Qin Jiu, and the shock in Wan Qianchen's heart was indescribable, he was sure that these two people were indeed Qin Jiu.

The only difference is the clothes on the two of them.

One was wearing a lake-blue riding outfit, and the other was wearing a plain white dress, but they were both equally stained with blood.

Wan Qichen's pupils contracted sharply, and his temples suddenly tingled, as if an iron nail pierced from his temple, making people want to smash their heads open.

The strange feeling he had when he looked at Qin Jiu's arrow before struck him again, and he felt as if something very important had been forgotten by him.

Looking at two identical faces, a blurry picture always flashed in front of me.