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Wei Junxing just wanted to destroy the coffin as soon as possible, but if he didn't open it, the vixen's real body wouldn't be found, so Bai Yi and Peng Wenyao's visit would be for nothing, and the archaeological team wouldn't want it, would they?

Wei Junxing hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice,

"Let's go, it's all here."

He Jingshuo turned back again, and waved his hands to signal the archaeologists standing beside the coffin and Peng Wenyao, Muxin Baiyi to stay away.

After everyone left, He Jingshuo carefully squeezed the safety button into the exposed gap.

The half-open coffin is like a thousand-year-old secret letter covered with wax, waiting for the day when the wax will be removed.

The thousand-year-old secret sealed in this secret letter was about to be revealed. It was about the person he loved, but why was he so sad in his heart?

The moment the safety buckle was put in, the sleeping coffin seemed to be injected with life and moved slowly. The coffins on both sides were like a closed door, which was finally pushed open.

He Jingshuo was afraid that there was a hidden weapon in the coffin, so he wanted to turn around and dodge the moment the coffin opened, but his feet seemed to be fixed by something and he couldn't move.

An invisible big hand in the air grabbed him and pulled him down into the coffin.

He fell and fell into a dense jungle.

In the dark jungle, a ferocious beast with a bloody mouth was chasing after him, and the low roar rang in his ears. He didn't dare to stop, so he could only run forward desperately.

But no matter how he ran, he felt that he would never get out of this jungle. He was dying, and he was panting desperately.

Is it just dead?He is not reconciled.His full of ambitions have not yet been fulfilled, his knowledge has not been put to use, he wants to be famous and famous, he can't just die like this.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew up behind him, bringing the choking bloody smell straight to the back of his neck. He wanted to hide, but he was so tired that even a small branch could kill him in this frantic night. Life.

He didn't even notice when the sharp arrow that pierced the sky came over, or even how it shot into the chest of the beast behind him. He fell down the moment the tiger pounced on him, and a tiger flew out of the sky. The sharp arrow shot straight into the tiger's chest.

"His Royal Highness, he was shot."

"Really, great, great."

"Your Highness, there is someone... Your Highness, don't come here..."

In the haze, he heard the sound of running footsteps, and after that, he didn't remember anything.

Waking up again, He Jingshuo found himself lying on a carved sandalwood bed, surrounded by the smell of musk, he struggled to get up, but there was a sharp pain in his foot, and he fell back on the bed again.

"Why are you up? Your foot is hurt and you need to rest."

A clear voice sounded in his ears, and he met a pair of clear eyes, and the handsome young man just stared at him with concern.

"you are?"

He was a little flattered. No one had cared so much about him since he left home.

"You can call me Shen. You were chased by a tiger, and I saved you. This is Yingcheng, and you are safe here. What's your name?"

Ying City?It seems to be a small border town in Wei State.

"My name is Fan Sui."

The two young people who also have ambitions and have the world in mind cherish each other and spend a carefree life in Yingcheng.

There is no chaos, no wars everywhere, only talk about soldiers and swords, dance music and play the piano.

But the good times didn't last long, Shen was called back to the capital, only then did Fan Sui know that his friend was actually the prince of Wei, and he became a counselor in Shen's residence.

Prince Shen has never had the arrogance of the royal family. He led troops to fight everywhere. Wei Guo was once very strong, but gradually became weak due to the rise of Qin State, and weakened due to the Battle of Ma Ling.

Prince Shen almost died in the battle of Maling. He realized the strength of Qin State and the threat to Wei State, so he was frowning and depressed all day long. Fan Sui saw all these, so he offered advice to Prince Shen , to go to Qin to collect information for Prince Shen.

This matter is too important, Prince Shen was reluctant at first, but he couldn't resist Fan Sui's repeated requests, so he finally had to agree.

After Fan Sui had been away for many years, Prince Shen originally thought that he would not come back again, but information continued to come in, but it still couldn't stop the pace of Wei's destruction. In the end, Prince Shen was forced to Yingcheng, and the Qin army besieged the city.

It's just that what he never expected was that the one who led the troops to attack Yingcheng was actually his counselor Fan Sui back then.

Although Fan Sui risked his beheading to send him a message to take him away, Prince Shen finally chose to live and die with Wei.

During the Battle of Yingcheng, Crown Prince Shen was surrounded by the Qin army and died in the rebellion. When Fan Wei arrived, what was waiting for him was a cold corpse.

The Qin army won the battle, Fan Sui stayed in Yingcheng to become Yinghou, but his heart did not have the slightest joy because of this victory, the farewell among the rebellious army became their forever farewell day.

He tried his best to collect a piece of high-quality wood, and buried the prince Shenhou, but he made a different design for the coffin.

In order to avoid suspicion, he buried Prince Shen in the tomb dug in advance overnight, but he did not dare to write Prince Shen's name, but only wrote down the name of an unremarkable general.

He didn't like that person being pressed by the heavy coffin like that, he wanted to open a door for him so that he could come in and out freely.

For this reason, he found countless craftsmen and finally built a coffin that fit his wishes.

Under the dim oil lamp, he carved a jade plaque one by one with the name of his sweetheart on it. The knife became blunt, his hands were worn out, and the blood flowed into the jade plaque along the carving knife and along the grain of the jade. .

He stroked that person's name with trembling hands, and placed the jade tablet beside that person.

He divided the jade pendant hanging on his body into two, put one on the coffin and the other on the tomb door.

The moment the tomb was sealed, his heart had already died with that person.

No one knows that the prince of a country is buried in this humble general's tomb. Only Fan Sui knows that it is a secret that belongs to him alone. Does that person belong to him just like this secret? Alone.

Tears rolled down He Jingshuo's face silently. He saw Qin Jun who was chasing him, saw Prince Shen struggling to survive amidst swords, spears and halberds, and he saw that familiar face, which he couldn't understand. The love that he gave up, so much that he would rather give up everything and bury him well.

Now at last he was about to open the door, the door he had locked for him.

"Shin, you're finally alive."

He walked towards Wei Junxing in a daze, as if sleepwalking, but also as if he had suddenly awakened, only to be shocked that Wei Junxing backed away again and again.