Chapter 106

"Amitabha, Empress, sorry!" Chen Yi He devoutly pressed his palms together and bowed before the beautiful corpse in the coffin, then he dug out the Ice Jade from the corpse's hair bun with his sword.

"Whoosh..." Not long after the Ice Jade was taken away, the corpse of the first empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty began to rot and vanish rapidly, flesh and bones decaying, and it soon disappeared completely clean.

It turned out that without the Ice Jade supporting it, the corpse would quickly return to its original state; otherwise, whose corpse could be preserved for over a thousand years?

"Truly sorry..." Chen Yi He said sincerely, after all it was a corpse unrelated to him; although it had no life, stealing from someone's ancestral grave was too much.

Chen Yi He held Long Yue and placed her in the coffin, he gently opened her mouth a little, then placed the sparkling Ice Jade into her mouth.

Long Yue's deathly pale face instantly gained a luster; Chen Yi He thought she had come back to life, but after waiting a long time, she still did not open her eyes.

"Long Yue..." Chen Yi He called out sorrowfully, he lay on the edge of the coffin, gazing at Long Yue, his heart filled with grief, he could no longer cry.

Chen Yi He bent down and lightly kissed Long Yue's lips.

Chen Yi He took out his phone and took a photo together with her.

Suddenly, Chen Yi He felt a strong and fierce qi rushing toward the direction of the imperial mausoleum.

Zhang Gonggong had already sensed him.

"I will come back to see you..." Chen Yi He could no longer accompany Long Yue; he closed the marble coffin lid, the giant coffin retracted on its own, returning to its original place, behind the tombstone of the first empress.

Chen Yi He firmly believed this was the safest place for Long Yue, and Long Yue would sleep peacefully here forever.

Not long after Chen Yi He left, Zhang Gonggong stood in the imperial mausoleum, the air still retaining Chen Yi He's aura. "Why did Chen Yi He come here?"

Just as Zhang Gonggong was wondering, "His Majesty has arrived!" The sedan chair of Emperor Wen Zhou stopped behind him.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live forever!" Zhang Gonggong hurriedly turned his head and knelt before Emperor Wen Zhou, performing the rites.

"Rise. What's wrong? I see you came here in a hurry." Emperor Wen Zhou asked Zhang Gonggong.

"Your Highness, this old servant has sensed residual true qi of Chen Yi He here."

Emperor Wen Zhou had trained for ten years at the Thousand Heavy Gate; although he was the last eliminated, he had learned a bit from a few pages, and upon hearing Zhang Gonggong's words his expression instantly grew solemn: "Chen Yi He?" He also, to some extent, shared Zhang Gonggong's feeling.

"He dares to come to my imperial mausoleum?!" Emperor Wen Zhou fumed, his mustache twisting; looking under heaven, who would dare to cause trouble at the emperor's ancestral tomb?

Zhang Gonggong's anger was no less than Emperor Wen Zhou's; he dared not tell Emperor Wen Zhou that he had been played for a fool by a fake Chen Yi He, otherwise the genuine Chen Yi He could not possibly have entered the imperial mausoleum. He was furious; such a strong person as himself had actually been deceived!

"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty!" Zhang Gonggong and everyone else knelt again; when the emperor is angry, who can bear it?

"How can I calm my anger? A brat has caused a ruckus at the ancestral tomb! What kind of guard duty are you doing? Ah!" Emperor Wen Zhou pointed at Zhang Gonggong's head and questioned.

"It is this old servant's dereliction of duty; this old servant deserves ten thousand deaths." Zhang Gonggong hastily admitted fault, though in fact this had nothing to do with him; he only oversaw the Embroidered Uniform Guard, while the palace guards were personally directed by Emperor Wen Zhou.

"This Chen Yi He, if I don't kill him, I would be wasting the trust of the people of the realm in the Great Zhou Dynasty!" Emperor Wen Zhou angrily issued his order to Zhang Gonggong: "Give me one month, no, fifteen days, to capture that brat Chen Yi He and throw him into the death prison! Do you hear me?!"

"Yes."

"Do you know what he came to the imperial mausoleum to do?" Emperor Wen Zhou asked, gazing at the resting place of his ancestors, a feeling of respect arose spontaneously. However, even as an emperor, he cannot avoid being troubled by life and death.

"I suppose he wanted to be buried with the coffin." Zhang Gonggong replied.

"Being buried with the coffin? The predecessors were simply interred, without placing valuables in the coffin."

"Ice Jade..." Zhang Gonggong said carefully.

"What?!" Emperor Wen Zhou almost fainted; the Ice Jade is their imperial treasure, "does he dare to have designs on it?"

"Send someone to investigate and we'll know."

"Your Majesty, every coffin is intact, with no signs of having been opened." The guard reported, "It's not easy to detect; each coffin is made of pure marble and has an opening mechanism. To find out whether Chen Yi He had designs on the Ice Jade, we must open each coffin for inspection."

Emperor Wen Zhou thought for a long time before saying, "Let this matter drop; no leaks are allowed, otherwise death without pardon."

"Your Majesty... should we not investigate further?" the guard asked.

"Are you suggesting I open every coffin? These over a hundred are my ancestors; that would be highly improper, am I not afraid of heavenly retribution?" Emperor Wen Zhou nearly exploded with anger, "If this gets out, you all had better prepare to be buried with them!"

The august ancestral tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty had been visited by someone; such a tremendous disgrace, how could Emperor Wen Zhou bear it? He immediately issued another order to Zhang Gonggong: "Arrest Chen Yi He's entire family, young and old, and take them to the West Factory; I want him to watch his relatives die one by one before his eyes! I'm not afraid this won't force him out."

"This old servant obeys."

……

Chen Yi He safely escaped the palace, but after only a few steps he stopped.

An extremely terrifying person, enough to make Chen Yi He's body turn cold and his limbs stiff.

Chen Yi He had no room to resist, standing dumbfounded on the spot; he had once seen this person with his own eyes, and they were completely not on the same level.

"Young friend, stay your steps." A chill rose from behind Chen Yi He, and that person called out to him.

Chen Yi He had already stopped; it wasn't because he was shouted to halt, but simply because his fearful heart was acting up. He turned his head and saw the imperial ancestor.

When the imperial ancestor walks, his feet leave the ground, with the toes always keeping a distance of two or three cun from the floor—this is a sign of impending flight.

How long does one need to cultivate to gain the ability to fly?

Although it's only two or three cun, it already proves the imperial ancestor's strength.

"You... you are..." Chen Yi He wanted to pretend he didn't know the person, but the imperial ancestor's gaze had already seen through his thoughts.

"Imperial ancestor."

The last time Chen Yi He saw the imperial ancestor was outside the Returning Wild Goose Pavilion of the Thousand Heavy Gate; the imperial ancestor transmitted a voice from afar, and Chen Yi He did not see his appearance at that time.

The person before him hardly looks like an ancestor; he appears even younger than Zhou Ke.