Chapter 433

*************The passage of the tomb is still cold and deep. The beating fire shines on the Empress Dowager's face. The shadow is invisible and unreal.

Huang Beiyue slowly stood up, a soft foot, holding the cold wall of the tomb.

"Yue'er, in that case, the Empress Dowager has no choice." King Xiaoyao slowly opened his mouth, and his voice echoed far away in the middle of the long tomb path.

Yubeiyue raised her eyes. The dark and clear eyes always had a firm light, but now they also had some hazy tears.

The truth is often deceived to be much easier to accept. If she chooses again, she probably won't want such a cruel truth.

"Before she died, she told me not to go back to the king's house." Huang Beiyue looks back slowly, looking at the old lady with tears. "She already knew that the person who poisoned her was you, the queen mother."

The Queen Mother put her hands over her face and began to cry in a low voice.

Huang Beiyue raised her head, her eyes were a little red, her mouth was slightly raised, and she said coldly, "I remember the king of Jing'an in the south wing and Wei Wuchen in the East."

"Moon?" Xiaoyao Wang looked at her and worried, "what do you want to do?"

"Pay for debt, kill for life!"

Huang Beiyue said coldly, striding down the stairs and pushing open the door of the main tomb.

"Miss!" Dongling follows with tiger and squeak.

"Don't come in." Huang Beiyue whispered that he went into the cold main tomb and closed the door.

The tomb has not been built for a long time, and there is no such strange atmosphere accumulated for a long time. In modern times, she once again accidentally entered an ancient tomb in the Warring States period, and now she still has that hairy cold feeling in her heart.

Maybe she is a mother and daughter, so when I went into the tomb, I didn't feel hairy except for the cold air around me.

The walls around are painted with colorful murals, which describe the brilliant deeds of Princess Huiwen in her life. It's just the cold wall, even if the color is bright, it can only make people feel sad.

The coffin is placed in the middle of the tomb. According to the custom of the southern wing state, the coffin is covered with gorgeous brocade and silk, with bright colors, as if the dead man was still wearing a colorful suit.

Huang Beiyue slowly walked past. On the ground in front of the coffin, there was a bunch of dried lotus flowers. The color had not yet faded. I could vaguely imagine the beauty of the flowers when they were blooming.

After the long princess's coffin was buried in the tomb, it was completely closed. There were tomb guards outside, and no one was allowed to enter.

Who put this bunch of flowers here?

Huang Beiyue kneels down before the coffin, looks up at the coffin in gorgeous silk, and speaks in a low voice.

"Princess Huiwen, to this day, I have helped your daughter to get justice and those who killed her, and I have rewarded them one by one. You can rest under the nine springs, right?"

Her voice was so low that it echoed quietly in the closed chamber.

"For so many years, you die with hatred. I'll give you a truth today. I'm sorry for your people, and I'll make them pay for it!"

Huang Beiyue takes out a dagger from Najie, cuts off a long hair, ties it with a ribbon, and gently puts it on the coffin.

"This strand of hair, as your daughter, will accompany you."