Huo Qingren continued to walk forward, and the road came to an abrupt end. At the end of the road was a boulder, Huo Qingren knocked on it, and there was no road inside.

This is a cave with the blessing of enchantment, and I don't want people to find out. It also records the lives of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, if there is no tomb of the Ming Dynasty royal family here, who will believe it?

But where is this tomb? And how is she going to get in?

Huo Qingren knocked on all three walls, all of which were solid. Could it be that the cemetery of the Ming Dynasty royal family is really no longer here? Huo Qingren stomped his feet unwillingly! Who knew that with this stamping of her feet, she was dragged down by a burst of attraction!

Huo Qingren walked through the stone slab underground and fell all the way down! It took a long time before it fell to the ground with a 'pop'! Huo Qingren stood up and looked around, this was a very large tomb, and the top of the tomb was inlaid with countless night pearls, illuminating the entire tomb as if it were day. The tomb was large but empty, and there was nothing but a gauze tent in the center of the tomb!

The place covered by the gauze tent looked like a bed, and there seemed to be a man lying on the bed! Huo Qingren was taken aback by his own cognition! This is the mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty has been destroyed for thousands of years! How could anyone still lie in the mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty?

Huo Qingren walked over cautiously, like a hand carefully lifted the gauze tent, and as soon as he glanced inside, Huo Qingren was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground!

Inside, the man inside! The person inside is clearly Dongfang Jade! Huo Qingren got up from the ground and lifted the gauze tent again, Rao was mentally prepared, she was still startled by the man lying on the couch! The man was dressed in a blue robe, his hair was tied, his lips were bloody, and his face was a little pale. If he hadn't been lying in this mausoleum, he would have felt that he was just a sleeping 'sick' boy!

Knowing that this was not Dongfang Jade, Huo Qingren still trembled and cautiously leaned towards the snort. Sure enough, there was no snort at all.

This person looks so similar to Dongfang Yu, the two must have their relationship, just a person who has been dead for thousands of years and a prince on the spot. What does it matter?

Huo Qingren searched around to see if they could find anything that could prove the man's life? But looking around, except for this bed, it's still this bed!

Huo Qingren lifted the gauze tent and searched around on the bed, suddenly! She noticed that the man seemed to have something pressed under his pillow! Huo Qingren cautiously approached and took out the things under the pillow.

It's a letter! A letter that has been preserved for thousands of years! Still no one has opened the package!

Huo Qingren was a little excited, and his hands trembled slightly. Flip through the letter.

The yellow seal reads: My wife is personally opened.

Huo Qingren glanced at the person lying on the bed, thinking about whether to open the letter or not?

After some ideological struggle, Huo Qingren finally decided to dismantle! This letter has been in the past few thousand years anyway, and his wife would have taken it with her if she had come. Besides, thousands of years have passed, and his wife must have turned into a pinch of yellow earth long ago.

So Huo Qingren opened the letter!

I saw that the letter read:

"My wife Qingqing, since you left, I have been deeply lovesick for my husband. I don't think about food or tea all day long, praying for nightfall. Let the husband see you.

However, lovesickness does not fall into dreams, only loneliness, not Qingren.

I was really upset for my husband, so I remembered the oath I made with Qing, not to live together but to die together. However, He Qing had already left first, leaving her husband alone.

There is no one in the world, not alone.

Yes, there is no Qing and no self, and the husband should abide by the promise of the Qing. Forget about it! ”