"North, I killed so many people, but I never thought of killing you."

"The world says I'm wrong, but what's wrong with me? I'm just falling in love with a guy of my gender. ”

Jiang Shen cried, crying like a child, and suddenly he laughed again, how miserable he laughed.

"Taishi Linbei, if there is a next life, I will still love you, when the time comes, I will carry a sedan chair to welcome you through the door........"

Jiang Shen died, and he dug out his heart to show Taishi Linbei to prove that he loved him.

Shen Ye's chest hurt so much, and the pain of flesh being separated and cut spread to his limbs, making him sweat profusely.

I faintly felt a pair of warm hands, so nostalgic, so reluctant to hold him.

Long, long silence.

It wasn't until Jiang Shen's body was cold and stiff that Taishi Linbei picked him up and muttered, "I'm sorry, Shen, I'll take you home." ”

Taishi Linbei hugged Jiang Shen all the way to his mansion, and the people sent by the new emperor blocked his way, he knew that he couldn't take Jiang Shen home.

The new emperor heard that Jiang Shen was so angry that he wanted to seal his body into a water tank and bury it deep underground, and his soul was locked in the yang mirror, if there was no destined person, he would stay in the mirror forever.

Taishi Linbei couldn't stop them from treating Jiang Shen like this, and buried Jiang Shen in the ground of his tomb in exchange for military merits, and used the yang mirror as a burial object after his death.

But this military merit is to take the territory.

The powerful Taishi Linbei of the leading country knows that there is a lot of luck in this trip, and it is still unknown whether he can come back alive.

But he went, for his Jiang Shen.

Later, the leader was defeated and surrendered, and Taishi Linbei also died on the battlefield.

The new emperor spoke and counted, and built this mausoleum according to the requirements of Taishi Linbei.

Whose life is all this, and why does it hurt so much?

Shen Ye was sweating profusely and clutching his chest, already in tears.

There has been a sentence lingering in my ears: Shen, I'm sorry!

"Jiang Shen."

"He's underground, he must be cold." Shen Ye was like crazy, and said to Professor Wang's group: "Jiang Shen is right down here, he's down here......."

Everyone thought he was crazy, but he wasn't crazy, Jiang Shen was really here.

They don't dig, then he does it himself.

Using an iron hook to dig up the floor tiles on the top of the tomb, Shen Ye seemed to be crazy, and no one could stop him.

His nails were dug up, the soil was mixed with blood, it was red, he didn't feel pain, he still dug desperately, and kept repeating a sentence in his mouth, "Shen, don't be afraid, I'm here to take you home." ”

Professor Wang and the others were afraid that something would happen, so they had to knock him out and take him out.

Later, I didn't know what happened, but after they moved the lacquer coffin out, they found someone to dig down, dug nearly ten meters, and sure enough, they dug out a large vat.

When the vat was opened, a demon-like man lay quietly inside, dressed in blood-stained red clothes like a demon.

His body is soft, like a boneless beauty, and his skin can be broken by blowing and lifelike.

If it weren't for the bloody wound on his chest, which had long since dried up, people would have thought he was just asleep.

Archaeologists studied both bodies, and finally speculated from the jade pendant they wore that the two were lovers before their deaths.

Professor Wang stood in front of the corpse with his hands around him, one hand on his chin, and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that Yeshi is true, but how did that kid in Shen Ye know that Jiang Shen's body is under the tomb?" ”

At that time, Shen Ye seemed to be unwell, covering his head for a while and his chest for a while. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Fast Wear: How to Abandon the Therapy of the Sick and Delicate Male Protagonist", and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~