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On the operating table, Xia Wanyuan's heart rate gradually became slow, and the doctors began the final treatment. The operating room was in a mess.

Xia Wanyuan passed through the dense fog, as if hanging in the sky, quietly overlooking everything in the world,

She saw groups of people going to the imperial mausoleum of the Xia Dynasty, and there were endless cries,

Through the gauze like clouds, Xia Wanyuan saw Xia Jin, the emperor's younger brother, who had already raised the beam. He was wearing a Dragon Robe, looking solemn and standing in the front of the line,

Behind Xia Jin, Xia daiqiao and Xia Yu follow Xia Jin with tears,

Xia Wanyuan wanted to stretch out his hand to wipe away the tears on their faces, but the mist in the middle seemed never to be removed,

Far away, Xia Wanyuan can only see what Xia Jin said to her younger brothers and sisters, and then everyone entered the imperial mausoleum.

In the imperial mausoleum, Xia Jin was offering incense to Xia Wanyuan. Suddenly, she looked up half heartedly,

"What's the matter, brother?" Seeing that Xia Jin looked different, Xiao Qiao came over and asked,

Xia Jin frowned and searched the top of her head, but at last she didn't see anything. He looked back, "it's OK."

Xiao Qiao helps Xia Wanyuan clean up her appearance again. Xia Jin sits beside the coffin and subconsciously looks up again,

Over the years, he was brought up by Xia Wanyuan. He was too familiar with Xia Wanyuan's eyes,

Since Xia Wanyuan died, no one has seen him like this,

He became the emperor on top of thousands of people. Everyone looked up to him. No one would look at him so gently.

But just now, Xia Jin felt the familiar sight.

He thought he was hallucinating. He stretched out his hand and scratched hard on the gold pillar beside him. The pain came from his hand and made his mind clear again. But the feeling of being watched was still there.

"Your Majesty." At this time, a man in a black robe came to Xia Jin,

Xia Jin took a look at him and stopped him before the man went into the mausoleum, "you stop, don't come in."

"Yes." The black robed man stood respectfully outside the mausoleum, waiting for Xia Jin's instructions.

"I seem to feel the eyes of the emperor's elder sister. She hasn't left me yet."

The black robed man's head was covered by his hat. He could not see his look and face, but he nodded, "I have already told your majesty that the eldest princess has accumulated countless good relationships in her life, and of course she can have a new turn."

Xia Jin nodded, "you step down first, I'll think about it."

The black robed man salutes Xia Jin respectfully, and then retreats.

Xia Wanyuan looks at everything in front of her from a distance. She can't hear what Xia Yu said to the man in black robe, but she can see the style of jade pendant on the waist of the man in black robe,

There is a strange totem carved on the jade pendant, which Xia Wanyuan saw in the mausoleum of Longqi Mountain.

Xia Wanyuan's doubts became deeper and deeper. She wanted to go forward, but she couldn't get by,

The funeral ceremony has already started in the mausoleum. Xia Jin personally closed the coffin cover for Xia Wanyuan.

According to the Convention, Xia Wanyuan's coffin will be buried in the Royal Mausoleum and shared with his ancestors.

However, to Xia Wanyuan's surprise, she clearly saw that after the sacrifice ceremony, her coffin was not sent to the mausoleum, but was sent out of the mausoleum and transported to other places.