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105 Mistress(2/2)

The people of the Later Han Dynasty were strong, and the iron cavalry traveled thousands of miles at night, and they were invincible in the world. They were also in the grassland and desert, appearing and appearing and going to war with him was the most unwisest.

Qin State had sufficient military strength, but civil strife was unstable. The fifth prince and the sixth prince also grew up in the government. Their thoughts were unpredictable. In recent years, there have been constant natural disasters and uprisings. If you want to go to war, you are afraid that you must first settle down.

"What are you thinking?" Dongfang Chen slapped her head and said dissatisfiedly.

Wushuang smiled slightly, tilted her head and said, "I often heard that the husband and wife of the late emperor and the late queen were deeply in love. They were buried in a cave, and they contained elixirs to maintain their beauty. Is there really such a magical thing?"

Dongfang Chen smiled faintly: "Does Xuan'er want to see it?"

Wushuang hesitated and said, "Is it OK? The imperial tomb is an important royal area and cannot be easily entered."

Dongfang Chen laughed: "This entire Qin belongs to me, so where can I go? Besides, you are my queen. If you go to explore the tomb, no one dares to object."

Wushuang just mentioned it casually, but Dongfang Chen responded so readily, which was considered to solve the problem she was worried about, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

"But the emperor, what if it is spread out?" Wushuang was playing hard to get.

"I only say that I will choose a location for you and me to build a tomb in a hundred years. Is this a good reason?" Dongfang Chen said lightly.

My heart was shocked again. The emperor and the empress combined the tombs together only once in the history of the Qin Dynasty, which was the matter of the first emperor and the empress dowager.

Although the Empress Dowager Xian was good at jealousy, the Emperor Xian was willing to accept it. When he died, his last decree was to ask for a burial with the Empress Dowager Xian.

Perhaps it is difficult to express the joys and sorrows of emotions to outsiders. Even if this person does many evil things, he is tolerant just because he loves her!

But today she suddenly heard Dongfang Chen say this indifferently, and her heart was swaying. Only then would she seriously think about what kind of feelings he had for herself.

"Dongfangchen, what do you love me?" Wushuang asked with his head raised and stared at Dongfangchen.

Dongfang Chen chuckled: "I, Dongfang Chen, fall in love with someone, and there is no need for a reason!"

Wushuang had to be impressed by his domineering aura, but deeper in her heart, she had a deeper worry. Such a person was a lion. If he angered him—

Moreover, she found that her heart was gradually shrinking and seemed to be shaking!

No, she quickly warned herself that she was sorry for Huo Feng in her previous life. When she met An Ran in this life, she wanted to pour all her feelings into him, and she must not be shaken at all!

Wushuang picked up a piece of bluestone and handed it to him, saying mischievously: "Would you like to draw a thrush for me?"

Dongfang Chen held Mo Dai, feeling a little embarrassed: "I have never painted this before?"

Wushuang chuckled softly and said: "I have read historical records that the late emperor enjoyed drawing thrushes for the late emperor and praised them. Why can't you draw thrushes for me?"

Dongfang Chen said with a smile: "Don't blame me for being ugly!"

In front of a huge bronze mirror, the emperor holding Mo Dai in his hand, frowned in humiliation, and was carefully drawing a thrush for the queen.

The effect of the drawing is naturally self-evident.

Just as the two of them were having fun in their boudoirs, a pair of cold eyes were nailing Cheng Wushuang's body like two knives in the dark.

The bronze mask's face was slightly distorted, his fists were clenched, and he was trying to suppress his anger.

This woman is simply the nemesis of the emperor's fate. Last time, the emperor almost died. She was disfigured by fire. Now she is in charge of the harem again and is still disturbing the heroic spirit of the previous emperor. What is the conspiracy?

The gate of the ancient imperial tomb slowly opened, and a strange smell of decay and unique due to poor air floated out.

Dongfang Chen's confidant wanted to follow him, but he stopped him sternly.

This is the heart of the people of the Qin Dynasty and the place where generations of ancestors rest in peace, and no one can disturb them.

Wushuang felt his heart pounding, but on the surface he looked scared, holding Dongfang Chen's arm tightly and following behind him.

The more you go in, the colder the air becomes, and the eternal lights on both sides of the tomb emit blue fire, inheriting the myth of eternal lights.
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