The Queen sealed her heart and locked up her love, and the Emperor was trapped in the crematorium

After knowing that the person lying in the coffin was his previous life self, Xie Yaoqing lost interest not long after. When he felt bored, he even sat on the ground leaning against the coffin.

Xie Yaoqing held his chin with one hand, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

Why do I dream about these scenes from my past lives?

All this made Xie Yaoqing feel confused and puzzled. She suddenly thought of Xiao Chengxu and wondered in her heart whether he had ever dreamed of a similar scene?

Xie Yaoqing raised his head and began to look around.

The walls are carved with exquisite patterns, the floor is paved with smooth stone slabs, and the luminous pearls emit a faint light, making everything look exceptionally solemn and dignified.

Xie Yaoqing frowned slightly, wondering if this was the royal cemetery?

According to common sense, only people from the royal family are qualified to be buried in the royal cemetery. However, her position as queen had long been abolished and she became a commoner. Logically, she was not qualified to be buried in the royal cemetery.

Unless Xiao Chengxu later restored her position as queen, then as queen, she would naturally be eligible to occupy a place in the royal mausoleum.

Except for the burial of the previous emperor, Xie Yaoqing had rarely been to the royal cemetery, so she was curious about her own tomb and wanted to know where it was located in the cemetery. So Xie Yaoqing stood up again and tried to leave the underground palace to see what was happening outside.

After many twists and turns, Xie Yaoqing walked out of the underground palace, but the scene after she came out surprised her.

When she pushed open the door of the room, the scene in front of her was exactly the same as the backyard of Kunning Palace. The room Xie Yaoqing was in was the locked room that she had always felt strange about in her dreams and tried every means to enter but was never able to.

Xie Yaoqing couldn't help but gasp.

It turned out that Xiao Chengxu actually built an underground palace directly under the Kunning Palace and placed her coffin here to preserve her body.

It's really strange. I don't know what method she used, but her body was not damaged at all.

When Xie Yaoqing thought about the situation in the underground of Kunning Palace where he lived in his previous life, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

At the same time, I felt that Xiao Chengxu must have something wrong with his brain.

Normally, when someone dies, shouldn't we find a suitable cemetery as soon as possible to bury them? If you are interested, you can also spend more time on the layout of the cemetery to make it look more exquisite and beautiful. In this way, every Qingming Festival, people will have a place to pay tribute to the deceased and burn paper and incense.

If she is deemed unworthy of being buried in the royal cemetery, returning her body to her family is also an option. Her father and brothers will surely find a Feng Shui treasure land for her, surrounded by mountains and rivers, so that she can rest in peace.

But now she was buried directly in Kunning Palace. What was going on? Aren't they afraid that she would be haunted one day?

Then Xie Yaoqing thought, of course Xiao Chengxu was not afraid. After all, he was an extremely noble emperor. As the true dragon emperor, he was protected by dragon energy and could get the protection of heaven, so demons and monsters didn't dare to approach him. How could a mere ghost do anything to him.

Besides, it would not be good for her reputation.

If people knew that she, a queen, didn't even have a burial place after her death, wouldn't she be ridiculed?

The more Xie Yaoqing thought about it, the angrier he became, and he felt very unhappy.

Did Xiao Chengxu intend to trap her in this palace forever? Even after she died, she would not be able to escape from here and leave this cold palace.

Xie Yaoqing kept mumbling to herself, tossing and turning, cursing Xiao Chengxu over and over again, cursing him a hundred or eighty times.

After strolling around Kunning Palace, Xie Yaoqing finally understood why there were so many guards stationed outside Kunning Palace. These guards were stacked up in layers, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding the small Kunning Palace tightly, like an iron barrel.

In this deep palace, there is a need for such strict guarding. Are they worried that someone will come to rob the tomb?

Such precautions are too cautious.

Anyone who is smart enough would probably guess that there is something strange about Kunning Palace, and that it might be hiding some unspeakable secrets.

However, even if someone speculated that there might be some strange things in Kunning Palace, or some secrets hidden, what could they do? Who could easily enter Kunning Palace to explore the truth? This was an important place in the imperial palace, not a mountain forest or a street. Everyone could come and go as they pleased.

It is said that the current emperor specially ordered heavy troops to guard Kunning Palace in memory of the late empress, and strictly prohibited others from trespassing to avoid profaning the peace of the deceased. Although this explanation is a bit far-fetched, people who do not know the truth sigh for it, and feel the deep friendship between the emperor and the empress, and the emperor's infatuation.

Xie Yaoqing wandered around aimlessly for a long time but found nothing else. She had no choice but to return to the gloomy underground palace again.

Just when Xie Yaoqing was feeling bored and even started counting how many gems were inlaid on the coffin, suddenly, she heard a slight sound. Xie Yaoqing subconsciously turned her head and saw Xiao Chengxu appear a few steps away.

Xie Yaoqing was startled, but Xiao Chengxu didn't seem to notice her presence. His eyes were still as calm as water, without any ripples. Xie Yaoqing realized that she was a little too sensitive. After all, she was dead and she was in a dream at the moment. How could Xiao Chengxu see her?

If Xiao Chengxu could really see her, he would probably be scared to death. Wouldn't that be a horrific scene of a ghost demanding his life?

The Xiao Chengxu in front of him was very different from the one in Xie Yaoqing's memory.

In Xie Yaoqing's impression, Xiao Chengxu rarely wore light-colored clothes, especially white. He usually wore dark clothes, but now he changed into a white suit. Apart from a slightly old purse that seemed to be embroidered by her, there were no other extra accessories. This outfit made him look like a man in mourning, and his white hair made him look even more desolate and sad.

Xie Yaoqing couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Is Xiao Chengxu dressed like this to observe mourning?

To mourn for her?