Where do people go when they die?

Qin Ye didn't know either.

When she fell from the city wall and lost the last bit of consciousness, she seemed to fall into endless darkness, with no boundaries, no sound, no direction, no feeling of pain, no feeling of hunger, and she floated in the air in a chaos.

Is it raw?

Is it death?

Reincarnation?

Reincarnation?

She knows nothing.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back in the official residence.

She opened her eyes wide in shock, looking at her body, her white hands, and the lazy sunlight above her head, as if she had had a very long dream.

She is not dead?

"Your Highness, please eat something..." There were voices outside.

Qin Ye looked up and saw several followers following Zong Zhengchen. Zong Zhengchen walked in, dismissed them, and went into the house alone.

Her brows lit up:

"Achen!"

She quickly ran forward, and when she got close to the man, her body passed through his body.

It's nothingness!

In an instant, the smile froze on his face, like solidified blood.

she……

Already dead.

She is a soul now.

She saw Zong Zhengchen push open the door and enter the room, and also saw her body lying on the bed!

An elderly doctor straightened her clothes, put away several sharp knives, saluted King Chen, and then quietly left with the medicine box on his back.

She saw mercury.

Suddenly, I realized something:

Zong Zhengchen filled her body with mercury and embalmed it. The ancients used this method to preserve corpses, and they would last for thousands of years without decaying.

She saw Zong Zhengchen approach the bed, gently caressing the place on her neck where the cut was filled with mercury, and asked lovingly:

"Ye'er, does it hurt?"

The fingertips gently caress:

"I'll blow on you, and it won't hurt anymore. From now on, it won't hurt anymore..."

He hugged her gently, caressing her as if she were sleeping peacefully, his brows full of deep longing and tenderness:

"We will never be apart."

"Grow old together..."

He grasped her bloodless little hand in his big hand, pinched her stiff and slender fingers, and slowly interlocked their fingers.

The eyes gradually turned red.

As he spoke, he began to choke up.

Qin Ye stood nearby, witnessing everything, and felt extremely heartbroken. He rushed forward desperately:

"Achen, I'm here!"

"I'm right beside you, I'm not leaving!"

She rushed forward again and again, and passed through the man's body again and again. Her existence was like a wisp of air, invisible, intangible, and untouchable. No one could see her, and no one could sense her.

"Achen!"

Seeing the man sad, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

I cried and screamed for two hours, but to no avail.

He knelt down in front of the bed in pain.

This feeling is worse than letting her die.

Death is the end of everything.

But she was clearly right in front of him, yet she couldn't talk to him. Two people who clearly loved each other so much were separated by a distance.

It's so close, yet it can never be crossed.

Zong Zhengchen hadn't slept for several days and nights. He hugged Qin Ye's body, lay down, and finally fell asleep.

Qin Ye lay beside him, looking at the man next to him, and the way he hugged her body tightly, hunched over, looking extremely fragile and insecure.

tear.

It rained again.

Sadly, she had no tears and couldn't cry.

This kind of pain is like a mouthful of blood stuck in the throat, unable to go up or down, just stuck there, the pain is unbearable.

"Achen..."

Her fingers gently stroked the man's brow.

The man seemed to be sleeping restlessly. He frowned, hugged the corpse tightly, and buried his head deeply in the cold neck.