Chapter 51

The heavy tombstone fell down with a loud bang, blocking out the last sound from the world.

Darkness and silence were like thick ink, instantly filling the entire tomb. It was so heavy that she couldn't breathe and was eating away at her sanity bit by bit.

"Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang..."

She kept repeating it in her mind.

Only in this way can we draw a trace of warmth from the overwhelming despair.

Her Jiang Jiang is still outside, her Jiang Jiang is still waiting for her!

She didn't know that just outside this cold tomb door, Jiang Jiang, whom she wanted to protect with her life, after confirming that the princess had been buried, resolutely crashed into the stone tablet in front of the princess's tomb.

"Princess…"

In a trance, Jiang Jiang remembered that once, the princess pestered her to call her by her name.

She just begged for mercy helplessly, saying that there is a difference between the high and the low, and she can't do this.

She still remembered the princess's lost look.

As his consciousness gradually faded away, Jiang Jiang leaned on the princess's tombstone, looked at the sunset in the sky, and smiled.

"Princess... Yuebai, please wait for Jiang Jiang..."

At the same time, deep inside the palace.

"Waste! All of you waste!"

The emperor's roar was almost broken, and his finger almost poked the kneeling Pharmacist Lin's head. "This is the elixir you gave me! Is this the promise you gave me?"

When the emperor thought of the painful look on the face of his fifth princess, Zhao Yuebai, he felt a pang of fear in his heart.

Fortunately, he also found someone to test the medicine this time, otherwise if he had taken it rashly, he would have died in pain!

He had such a good magic stone and his dragon blood, but he couldn't make an elixir. He was really useless!

In the end, the sacred stones were used up! All gone!!

Pharmacist Lin kowtowed deeply, his forehead pressed against the cold floor tiles, but his face was as calm as dead water.

A sense of relief suddenly welled up in my heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, I had already sent my wife and children away and quietly sent them out of the city.

After days of being exposed to the hustle and bustle of life and living in fear all day long, he was already tired of this kind of life.

The emperor was so angry that he gritted his teeth and executed Pharmacist Lin and his entire clan.

Pharmacist Lin did not want to suffer, so he secretly hid poison and committed suicide by swallowing it in prison.

On the other side, the guards rushed into the Lin Mansion and found that it was already empty.

When the emperor learned the two pieces of news, his anger reached its peak.

Directly issue a wanted order for the Lin family, and kill them without mercy if caught.

However, the entire country had long been hollowed out, and local officials were rampant with corruption. They had no interest in arresting the insignificant family of a pharmacist and just treated it as a farce.

In order to gain merit, some local officials simply and arbitrarily arrested several local families with the surname Lin as prisoners.

For a while, families with the surname Lin did not dare to go out, and some families even changed their surnames to save their lives.

After the emperor killed a few incompetent Taoists to vent his anger, he once again plunged into the world of alchemy surrounded by smoke and fire.

Because of taking elixirs for a long time, the emperor was in poor health and had mood swings. He often killed palace servants and officials for trivial matters.

This led to officials in the court only reporting good things and prosperous times in exchange for temporary respite and wealth.

The Xiongnu cavalry entered the deserted land with unstoppable force.

At the beginning of the following year, the Xiongnu army marched straight to Kyoto.

The emperor was awakened at this, and under the escort of officials, he fled south in a hurry with his beloved concubine, princes and grandchildren, as well as those heavy alchemy furnaces.

The once prosperous Kyoto was reduced to hell in an instant.

The Huns rushed into the imperial city, burning, killing and looting.

The imperial tomb, which symbolizes the royal majesty and bloodline, was not spared either.

Many tombs were opened and the jewels inside were looted.

Only the princess's inconspicuous new tomb located in the suburbs of Beijing escaped the disaster temporarily because of its remote location and "simple" specifications.

*

Deep in the tomb, absolute darkness and silence lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Is it a day? A year? Or…?

In this dark and silent small space, the princess was almost mentally collapsed.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't move.

As time passed, just when the taut string in her mind was about to break, she found that she could move!

First, the tip of the little finger curled up very slightly.

Then, there was the slight trembling of the toes.

An indescribable ecstasy instantly overwhelmed the princess's consciousness!

She can move! She can actually move!

As long as she can move, she can get out!

The stiff and cold muscles, driven by the will, made a slight friction sound that made one's teeth ache.

Finally, she raised her arms and pushed with all her strength against the heavy coffin lid above her head.

But it didn't move at all!

Push again! Still no movement!

Maybe, it’s just that her strength hasn’t recovered yet!

She didn't dare to think too much, for fear that if she did, her hopes would be completely shattered.

After an unknown amount of time, she felt that she could move completely and began to try to push the coffin lid.

But, it still can't be pushed.

At this moment, she felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen.

This coffin lid seems to be nailed firmly!

Then she would be completely sealed in this dark coffin!

No! No! She doesn’t want it!!

She began to beat with her fists, hit with her shoulders, and scratched and dug her nails frantically on the hard and cold inner wall of the coffin!

The harsh scraping sound echoed in the small space.

The nails soon broke, and a piercing pain came from the fingertips. Warm liquid flowed through the fingers, staining the brocade she was wearing red.

But she seemed to be unable to feel it. The huge despair and the instinct for survival had completely swallowed up the pain.

She just wants to get out! She wants to get out!

"Jiang Jiang! Jiang Jiang! Where are you, Jiang Jiang!"

The hoarse cry echoed in her empty tomb.

She called out that name over and over again. It was her entire spiritual support and her only light in this endless dark hell.

However, the response she received was dead silence.

The darkness and silence seemed to have become a substance, and a sticky and heavy feeling came over her, squeezing her and swallowing her up.

Every breath became extremely difficult, the air inhaled was thin and dirty, with a strange smell of blood.

My chest felt like it was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and every expansion brought a tearing pain.

She began to feel breathless and opened her mouth to try to get more oxygen.

However, the oxygen is becoming less and less.

The extreme lack of oxygen caused tinnitus to start ringing sharply.

Thoughts began to become sticky and confused.

Jiang Jiang's smile flashed in her blurred consciousness, but was quickly swallowed by the darkness.

"Jiang Jiang...I, I miss you so much..." It was as faint as a sigh and quickly disappeared.

Jiang Jiang, where are you? You...

Ginger, ginger, ginger...

Jiang Jiang…who…are you?

The oxygen in the coffin finally ran out.

The last bit of strength to struggle also disappeared.

The digging action stopped and the tense body slowly relaxed.

The calls also completely died down.

…

A hundred years of time, like quicksand through fingers, seeps silently into the depths of the earth's veins.

A sudden and violent earthquake shattered the peace underground.

The tomb, which had long been buried by the tide of time, collapsed underground amidst repeated tremors.

The huge tomb stone shattered and the coffin was twisted and deformed.

The coffin, which had been corroded over the long years, had cracked into a long and narrow crack due to the vibration of the earth and the squeezing of the rocks.

A faint breath of fresh air rushed in.

*

“Drip—drip—drip—”

In the ward filled with the smell of disinfectant, the monitor issued a sharp and rapid alarm!

The ward door was slammed open and doctors and nurses ran in quickly.

They hurriedly pulled up the bed guard, surrounded the bed and began to rescue.

The air suddenly became tense like a fully drawn bowstring.

Outside the door, Jiang Hai was almost embedded in the door frame.

He pressed his forehead against the small glass window on the door, his whole body trembling, and his fingertips had already lost their color from scratching the door frame too hard.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, but he didn't care at all. He just stared at the swaying figure inside.

"Jiang Jiang! You can't be in trouble, you can't..." Broken sobs squeezed out from clenched teeth, mixed with salty tears, "Please, please, sister... God, I beg you, I am willing to sacrifice my life in exchange for my sister's survival! I beg you!!"

He prayed incoherently, making a humble plea to God.

Time was infinitely stretched in the suffocating waiting, and every second felt like a century.

The cardiopulmonary resuscitation continued, the nurse's arms pressed mechanically and heavily, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

The defibrillator's pads pressed against the pale skin again and again, making a dull charging sound.

The medicine is pushed quickly into a vein.

However, lives could not be saved.

The attending physician came out and took off his mask, revealing a face full of fatigue and deep sorrow.

"Doctor! How's my sister?!" Jiang Hai rushed over, his voice hoarse and distorted.

The doctor shook his head heavily and uttered those few words with difficulty, "I'm sorry, we tried our best."

"No! This is impossible!" Jiang Hai was a little bit unbelievable. He didn't believe that his sister who said the operation was successful suddenly died like this.

His eyes were red as he grabbed the doctor's collar. "Didn't they say the operation was a success?! Didn't they say everything would be fine after a few days?! Why?! Why is this happening?! Huh?!"

He roared and shook the doctor violently, his face covered with tears and sweat.

But soon, many people ran over and forced him to let go of the doctor.

"Mr. Jiang, don't get excited. The operation was successful, but surgical complications are unpredictable... I'm sorry, we really tried our best..."

Jiang Hai only felt his ears buzzing and he couldn't hear anything.

He felt as if his spine had been pulled out. He slid down the cold wall and sat on the ground, curled up into a ball, and burst into heart-wrenching tears.

He was the only one in the entire corridor, curled up on the ground, looking pitiful and helpless.

Their parents came once when Jiang Jiang was having surgery, saw that the operation was successful, and left again because of work reasons.

Jiang Hai is about to graduate from university and has plenty of time, so he comes to take care of Jiang Jiang.

But he never expected... he just went out to get some water, how could it turn out like this! !

A pair of canvas shoes approached and stopped beside Jiang Hai. The person wearing the canvas shoes reached out and patted Jiang Hai's shoulder to comfort him.

Jiang Hai raised his head with difficulty, and when he saw the person coming, his pupils shrank sharply, and huge anger surged in his heart.

He suddenly jumped up, grabbed the man by the collar, and growled through clenched teeth, "How dare you show up again!"

When his sister got into trouble, where was this person? Where was she?

Why did his sister get into trouble while this person is still here!

Xiaobai wasn't the slightest bit scared, and didn't even struggle. She looked at Jiang Hai calmly and steadily, and said lightly, "Jiang Jiang, you're still alive..."