The mausoleum was built from the beginning, and the queen and the emperor could be buried together.
Sheng Siyu took the wine and opened the secret passage of the mausoleum.
He is still tall and straight, and time has not left any marks on his face, but his hair is already gray.
He couldn't wait to walk into the tomb in the middle of the mausoleum, where there was a huge sarcophagus.
Inside was Bai Weiwei's corpse.
Sheng Siyu walked to the sarcophagus and couldn't help reaching out to gently touch the sarcophagus, as if he was touching the woman he loved the most.
He smiled softly and said, "I'm here, Weiwei."
He was very familiar with it, and he came here often.
"Today is the Huachao Festival. Remember that year when we went out to the palace to go to the Huachao Festival. Did you say your wish? You said that you wanted to make this country a prosperous world, and I helped you realize it. The foreigners have been defeated and driven away. Can't come back for decades."
"I also opened a channel for the selection of honest officials, and there is a clear air in the country. I have done everything that should be done, and this country has moved in the best direction."
"I have also chosen the best successor, not my child. I have disbanded the harem without a single woman."
"That child has enough ability and enough will to govern a country well. I have written the edict of abdication, and he can see it tomorrow morning."
Sheng Siyu poured the wine and said softly, "From today onwards, I... I'm no longer the emperor, I can go to you. I can't ask you to come to me every time, and I don't know if you are by the Naihe Bridge. Wait for me, or you've already been reincarnated."
He drank slowly, and after a while, the poisonous alcohol attacked.
He pushed open the sarcophagus and saw the dry bones in the queen's clothes inside. He couldn't help laughing. Then he lay in, stretched out his hand to hold her hand bones, and closed the sarcophagus with internal force to lock it.
"Wherever you go, I can always find you."
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Qin Qiu was speechless for a long time, "...So you vomited blood?"
Ye Yuxuan watched the video seriously and nodded lazily, "I vomited blood, but it was only a mouthful of blood. Apart from the heartache, there is nothing wrong with my body."
Qin Qiu took the inspection equipment, "It's better to check, after all, vomiting blood must be something wrong with the body."
Ye Yuxuan paused the video, then walked to the couch next to him and lay down.
Qin Qiu and his assistant gave him a basic physical examination very seriously, and found that there was nothing serious.
"If you still want to vomit blood, remember to go to the hospital tomorrow, and I will give you a comprehensive physical examination."
At home, many more in-depth examinations cannot be done.
Ye Yuxuan sat back in front of his laptop again, the light from the laptop screen was projected on his face, and there was a gloomy feeling of depression.
Qin Qiu sat opposite him and persuaded bitterly, "Don't take your body lightly, you know, many serious illnesses have omens."
Ye Yuxuan seemed to be thinking about something, and he suddenly asked, "Will it be painful to lose?"
Qin Qiu: "Lost?"
Ye Yuxuan nodded seriously.
Qin Qiu touched his chin and said, "It depends on what you lose. I don't feel heartache at all for losing a piece of junk, but losing my full set of custom-made scalpels, I guess I'll hit my head with heartache."
Ye Yuxuan lacks emotions and lacks emotional awareness.
Therefore, although he has always been working feverishly, it is not because he likes it.