Everyone cautiously entered the fifth tomb. This tomb was very quiet, and there were no burial objects. Compared with other tombs, it was much simpler and more shabby.
Wen Ranran clicked her tongue twice.
"I kind of know why when Emperor Le'an died, countless cronies rushed here... In addition to being closer to the guest country so that they can join allies, there is also the intention of letting Emperor Le'an's body be buried in peace!"
Xia Lishuang said nothing, just stared at the dark coffin in front of her and clenched her fists.
If you really want to find out the secret of your life experience, should you open it or not?
According to the Anguo tradition, basically when a king dies, his personal belongings must include a biography and a history of Tong to prevent confusion of blood lines. Therefore, if you check here, it must be clear.
If Emperor Le'an here is really his father, then what should he do?
For a time, Xia Lishuang was in a dilemma.
If you are really not the son of Emperor Rongcheng, then...how should you and Emperor Rongcheng face each other in the future?
When she was really hesitant, Wen Ranran directly covered Xia Lishuang's hand with her small hand and pushed it suddenly.
The scraping sound of wood was extremely harsh in the large tomb. Wen Ranran pushed Xia Lishuang's hand and tried her best to push open the coffin lid.
A corpse lay quietly inside, not wearing a dragon robe at all, but just ordinary clothes. There were still some dirty blood stains on the ordinary clothes, and there was no time to wash them.
At first glance, it seemed that he died during the war. He was an emperor after all. After his death, other than transporting the coffin thousands of miles away, he had nothing to do after his death.
Wen Ranran couldn't help but sigh. After looking at Xia Lishuang's face and making sure that the other party was only dazed and not feeling any physical discomfort, she carefully opened the other party's skull and took out a few booklets underneath.
I don’t know which historian at that time wrote this biography. The whole article is full of slanderous nonsense, saying that Emperor Le’an was a foolish emperor, was licentious, harmed the people, and so on. The affairs of the past and the future were basically caused by
Queen holds.
Seeing this, Wen Ranran was confused.
Queen? Queen Tao? Is Queen Tao so virtuous?
Then there is the Tong History... the content on it is basically blank. It is strange for Emperor Le'an that except for the queen's bedroom, he has never been to anyone else's place in the harem.
The most important thing is that Emperor Le'an was still young when he died, so Tong Shi did not remember how many years he had died.
A man who is called a foolish king, but is emotionally devoted.
Wen Ranran somewhat understood why Empress Tao disliked Emperor Rongcheng and preferred Emperor Le'an.
Women are all the same. Who doesn’t want to be the other person’s lifelong partner? Why should you give half of a good love to someone else?
After reading Tong Shi, Wen Ranran was about to express her doubts, but saw another stack of letters suddenly fall out of Tong Shi.
The letter paper was all yellow, very old, and quite moth-eaten, but the handwriting on it was still vaguely legible.
"Recently, I was playing with my sister and accidentally fell into the water. She tried her best to save me, but she was injured herself."
"My sister taught me how to fly a kite. I have never seen such a gentle sister..."
"I...when I become the emperor, I will marry my sister!"
…
"Sister, from now on, I can also call you Ayuan, right?"
The letters are not long and are intermittent, recording some trivial things, but it is hard to imagine that these gentle and trivial things can actually be done by a monarch who claims to be a tyrant.
The last letter was written in a crooked way, and it looked like there were blood stains on it.
"Be kind to Ayuan."
A simple sentence full of sadness and sadness.
The young emperor's sister finally married another king after suffering humiliation.
Wen Ranran held the letter and didn't speak for a long time.