“The imperial mausoleum is the foundation of a dynasty, and no one has ever built a humble chamber inside it. This is an ominous sign.”
The Southern Emperor frowned.
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
Xu Yiran stepped forward, examined it for a while, and suddenly raised her hand and tapped lightly on the transparent wall. Instantly, the transparent wall parted from both sides to create a door.
Instantly, a chill filled the air.
Inside the walls, surrounded on all four sides, it was a small, cold room.
"These wall blocks are all made of ice stone, and they are at least ten years old." Nan Fenghuang stepped forward and knocked on the ice wall, sighing and wondering, "Is Bei Rong so poor that he needs cold stone to prevent corpses from decaying?"
Xie Lingqin didn't speak, but walked towards the coffin.
It is indeed strange. The Northern Emperor hates Yuwen Yong. Xie Lingqin saw it clearly from the shadows when he killed him that day. So why would the Northern Emperor be so kind as to give Yuwen Yong a separate ice chamber? Furthermore, if what Nan Fenghuang said is true, the Northern Rong royal family has many ways to preserve a person's body from collapsing. They don't need to go to such great lengths to build an ice chamber more than ten years in advance.
Regardless, let's put Zong Zhengshao's remains in there first.
Xu Yiran, understanding Xie Lingqin's intention, channeled her inner strength into her palm and immediately opened the coffin.
However, to Xie Lingqin's surprise, when the coffin was opened, there were actually preservative beads inside.
In other words, since the Emperor had already ordered people to preserve Prince Yong's body from decay, there was no need to place him in this ice chamber.
Xie Lingqin calmed herself down and suddenly coughed a few times because of the cold. Tridacna, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward to help open the box.
Then, Xie Lingqin gently took out Zong Zhengshao's remains and arranged them one by one.
"Mother, Prince Yong, after more than ten years, you are finally together. May you meet again in your next life."
Xie Lingqin gently stroked the edge of the coffin, but her brows were tightly furrowed.
"Don't you find it strange that the Emperor put Prince Yong's coffin here?"
Nan Fenghuang leaned closer, also finding it quite strange.
Xie Lingqin nodded gently, "You guessed right, it is indeed quite strange. Regardless of their grudges, I didn't notice earlier, but looking around now, this is only the edge of the imperial mausoleum, not yet inside. It is absolutely inappropriate to place a coffin here."
As Xie Lingqin spoke, she covered her lips and glanced around. The stone walls of this stone chamber were all very neat, as if they had been deliberately crafted. However, the stone wall facing the foot of Prince Yong's coffin was different from the other three walls. It had many carvings on it, and there seemed to be more...
Xie Lingqin suddenly stepped forward and picked up the remnants on the ground with her fingers. "Cough cough... this looks like burnt paper money and incense."
"Tsk tsk, really? Could it be that this Northern Emperor suddenly realized he had been too cold-hearted towards his younger brother, so he came to pay his respects in person, and then, because he's not feeling well, he had the coffin moved here so he can check on it anytime?"
Even Nan Fenghuang herself didn't believe it.
"No." Xie Lingqin felt a chill run down her spine, biting her lip and shaking her head. "If the Emperor was paying homage to Prince Yong, the remaining traces shouldn't be here. She should be on that wall, burning the offerings on the side Prince Yong's head was facing, so she could be closer and better feel the Emperor's repentance." As Xie Lingqin spoke, her expression froze, because she saw the Southern Emperor, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly walk towards the wall beside her, his tall figure trembling almost.
In his eyes, it seemed as if tears were instantly welling up without him even realizing it.
Xu Yiran also walked over, her clear and gentle face and features looking at the wall beside her with a mixture of shock, gloom, surprise, and a sorrow that Xie Lingqin couldn't describe.
Xie Lingqin looked at the giant clam again, only to find that the giant clam was also staring blankly at the wall next to Xie Lingqin, almost like a madman.
Moreover, at this moment, Xie Lingqin saw in the giant clam's eyes the same bright, sparkling eyes that the giant clam had when it first entered the Clear Water Pavilion, as if a lamb had found its mother whenever it saw her.
Nan Fenghuang noticed the others' reactions as well. After exchanging a glance with Xie Lingqin, they both looked at the wall and frowned in confusion. "This wall, apart from being a bit smoother than the other three walls, is just as cold and has traces of burnt paper and candles underneath. There's nothing special about it."
In the empty, cold room, as soon as Nan Fenghuang finished speaking, it suddenly fell silent.
At this moment, the Southern Emperor's personal guards stood there, their eyes glazed over, almost as if possessed.
"Cough cough..." Xie Lingqin felt increasingly cold.
Nan Fenghuang rushed forward to support Xie Lingqin, her face serious and on high alert. "There's something wrong here."
"here……"
After saying only two words, Xie Lingqin suddenly stopped. She saw tears welling up in the giant clam's eyes.
"So, all these years, you've been trapped here..."
Tears streamed down Tridacna's face as she staggered toward the wall, gently stroking its icy surface. "You're here, you're here, I know you're right here..."
Tears welled up in her eyes, striking a chord deep within her.
A mournful cry suddenly filled the air.
Xie Lingqin's fingers seemed to tremble slightly, her heart was clenching, and her blood was freezing.
The dream, that dream, the one that had haunted her ever since she transmigrated, suddenly burst forth, surging forth with boundless energy.
"Today, you gouged out my eyes, ripped out my skin, shattered my bones, and destroyed my soul. One day, I will become a vengeful ghost, haunting you for three lifetimes and disturbing your peace..."
This wall, this ice wall...
She is more than just a wall; she imprisons a woman's body and a woman's soul.
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