Princess Mingyi’s tomb has no records and has never been discovered by anyone.
The only two items that belonged to Princess Mingyi were found elsewhere, and it was because of the words engraved on them that we were sure they belonged to Princess Mingyi.
But this time the tomb is not hers.
Apart from this jade Ruyi, there is no other discovery.
The researcher carefully and carefully explained the science to the two laymen: "Historically, where Princess Mingyi was buried is also a mystery. There are also rumors from charlatans that her body was put into an ice coffin and was never buried."
"But the rumors cannot be believed, but it is indeed strange that even Emperor Pingxuan doesn't know where his biological sister is buried."
Jiang Yue had seen her own funeral in her dream, a solemn black and white mourning hall, with her coffin in the middle. Why was she not buried in the end?
She suddenly remembered Zhou Fuwei who died in front of her tomb.
Now it seems that what Zhou Fuwei did was beyond her comprehension. If he really stole her body, it sounded like something he could do.
Could it be that even after Zhou Fuwei died, he still wanted to die with her?
Jiang Yue was making random guesses, and soon saw the jade Ruyi carefully placed in the glass cabinet. It was extremely well preserved, as if it had not experienced the lead of the years, and it looked like new.
Jiang Yue stared at Yu Ruyi for a long time, his memory was still very clear, and he quickly remembered that this seemed to be the same as the betrothal gift box sent by Zhou Fuwei.
It's just that she doesn't like it.
The queen mother did not allow her to regret the marriage, and she could not withdraw the betrothal gift even after more than ten years of raising money.
When she was angry, she would take something out of the box and give it to others, or force it on others.
She couldn't even remember how many she gave away.
Fortunately, there was not much time left during the divorce period, otherwise the betrothal gift for carrying a dozen boxes would not be enough for her to throw out.
Jiang Yue stared at the moon-white jade Ruyi for a long time without saying anything.
She stared straight at him without moving or speaking.
Zhou Ji didn't know what she was looking at. Following her gaze, his eyes darkened and he straightened his lips quietly.
This jade is as good as you want.
Zhou Ji had seen it in her dreams. Those specious dreams were always chaotic and disorganized.
This is the betrothal gift selected from the treasury.
The man didn't pay much attention to the marriage, so he just passed it by.
This glance was enough for Zhou Ji to remember.
He doesn't believe in past and present lives, and there are many things that he can't help but believe in before him.
To him, he only respects and does not fear ghosts, monsters, powers and gods.
Jiang Yue came out. When she reached the corridor, she was a little absent-minded. She suddenly stopped and almost bumped into his shoulder. She said, "Zhou Ji."
Her Royal Highness the Princess is not stupid. Sometimes she looks confused and confused, but she is too lazy to think about it seriously. She is very clear about many things.
Zhou Ji should have noticed something was wrong with her a long time ago.
How could someone change his mind and still be completely unaware of it despite being together day and night?
Jiang Yue liked him and trusted him.
She couldn't tell whether her love for him was mixed with her selfish feelings towards the cold-faced boy she met in Yanzhou and was stunned by her first sight.
"I am here."
Jiang Yue reached out and hugged him. Leaning against his hard chest, she closed her eyes and said, "I was killed."
Zhou Ji's throat felt tight, dry and astringent.
The man raised his hand and gently stroked her thin back.
Jiang Yue had previously kept her heart closed and was wary of everyone in the world. She opened a little soft gap to him and opened the closed door of her heart to him. She needed an outlet to talk and vent. .
If you feel bored in your heart, you will become sick if you feel bored for a long time.
Sometimes I still feel confused as to whether it was true before or is it true now.
Mentally confused, unable to distinguish reality from reality.
Jiang Yue continued: "I brought it upon myself."
The ends of her eyes turned red: "But I still hate him."
Zhou Ji's heart trembled as the ice knife turned into frost inserted into his heart accurately, carving out a big bleeding hole.
It's so cold this spring.
Zhou Ji only had one despicable thought in her heart. There were some secrets that she could not know for the rest of her life.
The hatred was so deep that Zhou Ji had never seen such deep-seated hatred in her eyes. Although she was a little delicate, she just wanted to be more careful about food and clothing.
But he is not someone who easily holds grudges against anyone.
There was nothing worth hating for her, even Sun Chengfeng was just disgusted.
Zhou Ji tightened his grip around her waist, clinging to the finger bones of her slender waist, and couldn't help but tighten his grip a little.
Jiang Yue just wanted to find someone to talk to, and he didn't need him to answer her.
Her tears slowly fell down, and the hot, wet and salty tears fell on the man's neck. She cried silently. She was a self-respecting person after all, and she had never cried like this a few times since she was a child.
She was bleeding and injured, and she refused to shed a single tear even though she couldn't bear the pain.
At this moment, he seemed to have been greatly wronged.
She gritted her teeth and restrained herself from making any sound. Even if she cried, she would wipe her tears upwards.
Her voice was still choked, as if it was squeezed out from deep in her throat, "I hate him so much."
Zhou Ji's finger bones turned white from pinching too hard. She froze in breath and remained silent for a long time.
After a while, the pain subsided.
He said dumbly: "Hate it."
His voice was low, as if he was speaking to himself: "It's okay."
After Jiang Yue vented the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time, she felt much better, at least not as suffocating as before.
Her eyelids were swollen, and her eyes were as red as rabbits and watery.
Zhou Ji patiently wiped away her tears bit by bit with a handkerchief, looked at her wet red eyes, lowered his head and kissed her eyelids gently.
People tend to feel sleepy after crying.
Jiang Yue felt that her eyelids were so swollen that she could not even open them. She was angry and sad, angry that she might not even have a mausoleum! I don’t know who took the bones in the end.
If it was really hidden by Zhou Fuwei, Jiang Yue's scalp would feel numb just thinking about it.
She had no expectations for Zhou Fuwei's bottom line.
This man later went crazy, and it was not like he couldn't do such horrifying things as raping corpses.
Jiang Yue didn't want to scare herself. It would be much easier to accept that she couldn't find her tomb, lest it be discovered that she lived and died with Zhou Fuwei in the end.
Left the institute.
Jiang Yue realized later that Zhou Ji's mood was a little weak. Maybe he was frightened by what she said through gritted teeth and choked with sobs?
She turned her face and grabbed Zhou Ji with her backhand. Her eyes were no longer red now, but the tip of her nose was still red.
She said: "Are you scared by me?"
Zhou Ji denied: "No."
