"Bei, I've killed so many people, but I never thought of killing you."
"Everyone says I'm wrong, but what wrong have I done? I just fell in love with a man of the same gender as me."
Jiang Chen cried, cried like a child, then suddenly he laughed, a laugh so tragically sad.
"Tai Shi Lin Bei, if there is an afterlife, I will still love you. When that time comes, I will welcome you into my home with a grand procession of eight bearers..."
Jiang Chen died, and he dug out his heart to show Taishi Linbei, to prove that he loved him.
Shen Ye felt a sharp pain in his chest, a pain as if his flesh was being torn apart, spreading throughout his body and causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
I could vaguely feel a pair of warm hands holding me, so reluctant to let go.
A long, long silence followed.
Only when Jiang Chen's body turned cold and stiff did Taishi Linbei pick him up and murmur, "I'm sorry, Chen, I'll take you home now."
Tai Shi Linbei carried Jiang Chen towards his residence, but the new emperor's men blocked his way. He knew he could not take Jiang Chen home.
The new emperor heard that Jiang Chen harbored great resentment and wanted to seal his body in a water vat and bury it deep underground, locking his soul in the Yang Mirror. If there was no destined person, he would stay in that mirror forever.
Tai Shi Linbei couldn't stop them from treating Jiang Chen this way, so he used his military merits to bury Jiang Chen in the ground of his own tomb and used that Yang Mirror as a burial item after his death.
But this military achievement was conquering the neighboring country.
Knowing the strength of the neighboring country, Tai Shi Linbei knew that this journey was fraught with danger, and whether he could return alive was still unknown.
But he went, for his Jiang Chen.
Later, the neighboring country was defeated and surrendered, and Taishi Linbei also died on the battlefield.
The new emperor kept his word and built the mausoleum according to Taishi Linbei's requirements.
Whose life is all this, and why is it so painful?
Shen Ye, drenched in sweat, clutched his chest, tears streaming down his face.
One sentence kept echoing in my ears: Chen, I'm sorry!
"Jiang Chen".
"He's underground, he must be so cold." Shen Ye cried out to Professor Wang and his group as if he had gone mad, "Jiang Chen is down here, he's right down here..."
Everyone thought he had gone mad, but he wasn't; Jiang Chen was really down there.
If they won't dig, then he'll do it himself.
Using an iron shovel to dig open the floor tiles above the tomb chamber, Chen Ye seemed to have gone mad, and no one could stop him.
His fingernails broke off, and the dirt mixed with blood, turning red. He didn't feel the pain and kept digging desperately, repeating the same sentence over and over again, "Chen, don't be afraid, I've come to take you home."
Fearing something might happen, Professor Wang and the others had no choice but to knock him unconscious and take him away.
Later, for reasons unknown, after they moved the lacquered coffin out, they found people to dig downwards. After digging nearly ten meters, they indeed unearthed a large vat.
When the large vat was opened, a man who looked like a demon lay quietly inside, his clothes stained with blood, making him appear both bewitching and alluring.
His body was very soft, like a boneless beauty, with skin so delicate it seemed to break at a touch, lifelike.
If it weren't for the dried, bloody gash on his chest, people would have thought he was just asleep.
Archaeologists studied both bodies and concluded from the jade pendants they wore that the two were lovers.
Professor Wang stood before the corpse, arms crossed, one hand supporting his chin, and said thoughtfully, "So the unofficial history was true. But how did that kid Shen Ye know that Jiang Chen's body was at the bottom of the tomb?"
At that time, Shen Ye seemed to be feeling unwell, sometimes covering his head and sometimes his chest.
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