Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"Is this the main tomb? The emperor's bedroom in the imperial mausoleum?" Song Rong widened her eyes, swallowed her saliva secretly, and her expression became cautious.

The decoration design in this room is far more glamorous than any other place in the imperial mausoleum! The golden and magnificent carved beams and painted buildings, the five-clawed golden dragons coiled on the stone pillars, the exquisitely crafted and neatly arranged objects, and the dragon chair on the left, all indicate who the owner of this room is!

"Nine out of ten are here..." Pei Yian turned his head to look at a coffin placed on the right. It is more like a small treasure palace than a coffin. The coffin made of golden nanmu is also carved with a five-clawed golden dragon! The protruding five-clawed golden dragon coiled on the black bottom, looking majestic and solemn!

In the final analysis, the house they are in now is exactly like a special room made of the emperor's office and resting palace hundreds of years ago!

If it weren't for the representative coffin still placed in this room, Pei Yian almost doubted whether this person really copied all the furnishings when he was alive. However, Pei Yian thought about it and realized that this situation was a very common scene in the emperor's mausoleum.

Under normal circumstances, many emperors would kill the concubines, palace maids and eunuchs who took care of his daily life and bury them alive, so that they would become ghosts and serve him after death, not to mention the furnishings in the mausoleum. Naturally, they would do whatever they felt comfortable and appropriate.

However... Aren't the most comfortable furnishings the ones he usually has in the palace? Therefore, most of them would completely copy the furnishings in the original bedroom and put them in this underground mausoleum!

"Ouch! Hiss...!! It hurts so much, why are there so many stones here?" Everyone just took two steps forward, but Guo Wendong next to them suddenly sprained his foot.

All of a sudden, everyone's surprised eyes were withdrawn and focused on Guo Wendong.

"What stone? Why didn't I feel like I stepped on a stone? The ground is slightly uneven..." Song Rong stood there, feeling that the bumps under her feet were a little bit uncomfortable.

Just now, they were so surprised by the furnishings in the entire tomb that they didn't pay attention to other situations. Now everyone looked down and saw that there were a lot of round rusty red metal cakes scattered on the ground in the tomb. Pei Yian's eyebrows jumped, and she immediately squatted down, picked up a cake on the ground, and slightly scraped off some of the rust on the cake with her fingernails. She immediately whispered: "These are all gold cakes! They scattered gold cakes on the ground!"

"Gold cakes? Sister Yian, you said that the ground is all gold?!" Song Rong's eyes were wide open, and her face was full of surprise.

Among the five of them, only Wang Yuquan was holding a torch, and the light from the torch was not very bright. Compared to the entire tomb, it could even be described as weak. Therefore, when everyone saw the magnificent furnishings in the entire tomb, who would notice the golden cakes scattered on the ground?

Moreover, these golden cakes had long been oxidized due to the passage of time, and they had changed from the original golden cakes to the dark red rust, which looked really shabby...