Princess Against the World

Qian Yingluo couldn't bear it, and pulled his fingertips sadly.

"You come with me..."

She walked towards the nearest new graves.

"Every spring, I will come here to pay homage to him...bring him some flowers, and talk to him! I know he is not you, but he died for you...so, he shouldn't be here alone ..."

A look of coldness faded into Ling Yunfeng's eyes: "He's not the only one who shouldn't be here, all my brothers shouldn't be here!"

Qian Yingluo gave him a sad look, but in the end she didn't say anything, but stopped in front of a small tomb.

Ling Yunfeng took two quick steps: "This is it?"

Qian Yingluo said nothing, but nodded slightly.

Ling Yunfeng looked strangely in his eyes: "Are you sure?"

Qian Yingluo didn't understand, so she looked at him: "That's right... At the time of the burial, many people came, and I came too... I watched the coffin be buried with my own eyes!"

"No……"

Ling Yunfeng took a step back and slowly turned his head around.

"This is a new grave!"

When he said that, Qian Yingluo instantly realized something was wrong.

yes!

The soil on this tomb is new.

Ling Yunfeng's eyes fell on his feet, he picked up a lump of soil and crushed it lightly.

"This grave has been dug in the last two days!"

Under his feet, there are traces of piled up soil.

"Dug out!?"

Qian Yingluo gasped, as if remembering something.

"Then...in there!?"

The purpose of digging a grave in a mass grave is of course for the remains inside.

"Master Ling, could it be you...your son did it!?"

Ling Yunfeng shook his head slowly: "No! If she did it, she should have told me long ago!"

"Who would that be!? Who will come to dig this grave!? What's the use of digging?!"

"Yeah, what's the use of digging?!"

Ling Yunfeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

"What's the use...it depends on whose hands it falls into!"

He took out the folding shovel and nodded.

"Miss Yingluo, help me release the wind, I want to see with my own eyes whether there is anything in it!"

But Qian Yingluo picked up another shovel and said stubbornly, "I'll help you! Besides us two living people, how can there be anyone here!? Don't look!"

Before Ling Yunfeng could reply, she had already dug.

Although the movements looked clumsy, it was her wish after all, so Ling Yunfeng didn't insist anymore.

Because it was a newly dug grave, the two of them did not spend much effort.

Not long after, the coffin was dug up.

The moment they saw the coffin, their expressions became very strange.

The coffin was almost decayed, but the coffin lid was half covered.

Qian Yingluo glanced at Ling Yunfeng carefully, and muttered in a low voice: "Someone really opened the coffin..."

Ling Yunfeng's face was gloomy, and he gently pushed the coffin away.

Sure enough, there was nothing inside.

When the two were silent, there was a sudden scolding sound from behind.

"Who? What are you doing?!"

A mausoleum guard shrank his neck and came over.

He hadn't seen the condition of the grave yet.

"I said, if you two want to have a tryst, you can't find this mass grave?!"

Qian Yingluo took a breath, and her eyes turned sharply: "Marshal, don't move, I'll take care of it!"

As soon as she moved her footsteps, Ling Yunfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes slowly turned sideways, murderous intent immediately appeared.

The endless coercion was released suddenly, and the mausoleum guard was firmly suppressed.

"Say, where did the heads go?!"