The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess! - Chapter 290

After walking along the dark passage for a while, Murong Ci felt a strange smell permeating the air in the underground tomb.

At the end of the mud wall passage, turning left is a passage made of huge stone blocks, and there are pine oil lamps on both sides of the wall. The ghost used the fire to ignite the pine oil lamp, and the passage was suddenly bright as day.

Qin Ruo blew out the lantern and asked curiously, “Whose tomb is this? Is it the tomb of Princess Huairuo in the ancient kingdom of Garan?”

Murongci nodded and said it should be, the four of them continued to move forward, paying attention to whether there were stone chambers on both sides.

“If this is the tomb of Princess Huairuo, then this tomb is expensive. Does Puhua Temple have the financial resources to build a tomb for her?” She suddenly thought of this.

“Yuwen Zhantian’s grandfather knew that Princess Huairuo was practicing in Puhua Temple and built this tomb after her death.” Murong Yu said.

“So that’s it.” Qin Ruo said.

They lighted the pine oil lamp all the way, walked a cup of tea, and came to an end.

Qin Ruo was shocked, “There is no way? Why is there no way? Where is the tomb?”

Murongci turned around and looked around, “We should have missed it. Look back for it.”

Murong Yu said in a low voice: “No need.”

After all, he measured with his hands in the middle of the stone wall at the end of the passage, starting with the center point, first with two hands to the east, then three hands to the south, then two hands to the west, and finally four hands to the north, and stopped. He spread his five fingers slightly and pressed it firmly.

Rumbling…

The stone wall moved, the sand fell and the dust flew.

If Qin was pleasantly surprised, Murongci was surprised. Why did he know that this stone wall could be opened? Why does he know the way to open it? Could it be that the master of the party told him?

They went in after the dust had dispersed.

Inside was a spacious stone room, but it was empty and there was nothing. The ghost and Qinruo lit the pine oil lamp on the stone wall together, and the stone room was bright as day.

“There is still nothing, this stone room should not be the tomb of Princess Huairuo.” Qin Ruo frowned.

“It’s better to find other stone chambers.” Ghost Ying said.

There is a round platform with five steps in the center of the stone room. Murongci walked up to the round platform and stood on the edge to watch.

Murong Yu stood opposite her, looking around, her face sinking like water.

“Do you think this stone chamber is the tomb of Princess Huairuo?” She asked, if it was the tomb built by the Western Qin Emperor for his concubine, it would be too crude.

“It should be.” He walked off the round platform, walked around, from here to there, and from there, he looked up, not knowing what he was looking at.

She also walked down and asked curiously: “What are you looking at?”

Master Yi Xing said that the two conditions must be met by the Nine Dragon Opera Phoenix Golden Hairpin and the descendants of the royal family of the ancient kingdom of Jialan to find the “Galantu”. So, Murong Yu is so sure, is Master Xing Yi telling him another method?

Murong Yu yelled “Ghost Shadow”, Ghost Shadow took off the cloth bag on his back and took out a brocade box. Murong Ci walked over in doubt, but saw the gold mansions of the brocade box flashing, as if seeing a spectacle. The shock was beyond renewed.

“Isn’t this golden hairpin already…” She was surprised and happy, choked and looked at Murong Yu.

“I have imitated a fake and gave that fake to that mysterious man.”

Murong Yu chuckled lightly and put the Nine Dragon Opera Phoenix Golden Hairpin on the ground, which was the place he chose carefully.

In the afternoon he said so confidently that she did believe him, but she had a little doubt in the end. Now, she saw hope, the hope of saving her father’s life.

She asked: “Is there anything special about putting it here?”

He nodded, “This place is the location of the ancient kingdom of Garan, southwest.”

Afterwards, the four retreated to the corner, expecting a miracle.

“What is the purpose of putting the golden hairpin there?” Murongci couldn’t help being curious.

“You will understand later.” Murong Yu raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

She stopped questioning, and waited quietly.

On the ground, the Nine Dragons Opera Phoenix Golden Hairpin and Golden Lights circulate, the light is getting brighter and brighter, like the sun is approaching, the Golden Lights gleaming on the stone wall, and the whole stone room is full of dazzling Golden Lights, full of radiance.

Suddenly, the Jiulong Opera Phoenix Golden Hairpin shot out several strong golden lights, echoing the four directions of the roof, like the aurora outside the sky, amazing.

Prosperity must decline, after which the golden light slowly dimmed.

The four people stared at this wonder with wide-eyed eyes. It was amazing.

At this time, two people came from outside the stone gate, slowed down, and marveled at this amazing spectacle.

At this time, the round platform in the center broke from the middle, the stone slab tilted downward, and a stone coffin was slowly rising up.

Qin Ruo and Murong Ci both stared with wide-eyed expressions, while Murong Yu and Ghost Shadow were calmer, as if they were not strange.

“This is the coffin of Princess Huairuo?” Qin Ruo smiled in surprise.

“It should be.” Murong’s speech was also uncertain, and his excitement was beyond words. “Could it be that “Gallantu” is in the coffin?”

“It’s possible.” Seeing Qin Ruo walk over, the ghost hurriedly stepped forward to hold her, “Don’t go there.”

“Why?” Qin Ruo stared at him while holding his wrist, his cheeks became hot, and he broke free of his hands uncomfortably.

He suddenly realized something, and let go of her hand like an electric shock, “Beware of mechanisms, such as spewing poison gas and shooting sharp arrows.”

Murong Yu had already noticed someone coming in, but only then did he turn his head and look at it. As expected, it was Yuwen Zhantian.

Along the way, the brothers and sisters Yuwen Zhantian followed from a distance, he had already noticed it, but they didn’t stop it.

Murongci also noticed someone, and turned his head vigilantly, seeing that it was Yuwen Zhantian, his mind was tight: Will he **** “Galantu”?

The coffin is placed on the stone foundation, and after returning to the normal position, the stone slab below is closed.

Yu Wenyao was amazed, and said: “It’s amazing!”

“Don’t go there!” Yuwen Zhantian grabbed her.

“Oh.” She regained her senses and said to Murong, “You actually have the golden hairpin of the Nine Dragon Opera Phoenix.”

Murong Ci glanced at her, continued to look at the coffin, and then at Murong Yu, what should I do next?

Murong Yu was not in a hurry, and said generously: “Prince Yuwen wants to get “Gallantu” too, why don’t you try?”

She pulled his hand anxiously and winked at him. How could she let him take it first?

Yuwen Zhantian knew that it was not easy to obtain the “Galantu”, but how to try it, he told Yu Wenyao not to come forward, and he walked up to the round table and looked at the coffin made of smooth boulders as he walked.

He walked around the coffin, very vigilant, worried about being attacked by bright guns and secret arrows.

Suddenly, he stepped forward to push the lid of the coffin, so that it was 80% stronger, but the lid did not move.

He suddenly felt that his face was lost, so he mobilized 50% of his internal strength. However, the lid of the coffin seemed to be connected to the coffin, and he couldn’t push it anyway.

what happened?

Yu Wenyao also felt incredible, “Brother Huang, can’t you push it?”

Yuwen Zhantian nodded and raised ten percent of his internal strength. The blue veins on his forehead were bulging, and so did the blue veins on the back of his hands. The whole Jun’s face flushed.

Surprisingly, the marble coffin lid remained motionless.

Murongci was surprised, his internal strength was not much worse than Murongyu, and he couldn’t push the lid of the coffin. Then, Murong Yu pushed it, and it is estimated that this is the result.

Qin Ruo and Gui Ying looked at each other, how could this be?

Yuwen Zhantian tried again, staggering his legs, and posed a steady posture, trying his best to make Junrong flush red, but it still didn’t work.

“Brother emperor, sister-in-law help you.” Yu Wenyao stepped forward.

“No need.” He walked off the platform and resigned to Murong Yu and Murong, “It’s not as good as the three of us work together, it should be able to push the coffin lid.”

“The lid of the coffin must not be pushed open, you have to use your brain.” Murong smiled mockingly, and went up to the round table to look at the marble coffin.

The coffin is usually made of wood. Why did the emperor of the Western Qin State use marble to cast the coffin of Princess Huairuo?

After decades, Princess Huairuo has become a pile of bones.

Murong Yu also went up to the round table to look at the coffin coffin carefully, and walked slowly in a circle.

Yu Wenyao couldn’t help asking: “Yu Wang, have you seen anything?”

Murong Ci frowned and pondered. According to the instructions of the masters, Nine Dragon Opera Phoenix Jin Chai let the coffin appear, and the descendants of the royal family of the ancient kingdom of Garan… do they need the descendants to open the museum in person? But, where to find the royal descendants of the ancient kingdom of Garan?

Murong Yu came over, took her to the front of the coffin, and whispered, “Bite my middle finger.”

“What do you do?” She was surprised.

“Do as I say.”

“Oh.”

Murongci bit his middle finger, and then he held her right hand and stretched it to the front of the coffin.

Yuwen Zhantian was shocked and inexplicably, why did Murong Yu want Ah Ci to bite his finger? Could it be…

On the lower front of the coffin, there is a slightly recessed circular groove similar to a button. Murong Yu held Murongci’s hand and stretched it over, pressing it with his **** middle finger.

Everyone stared at this scene without blinking, expecting a miracle to happen.

Qin Ruo’s heart was tight, why did the prince want to press his blood-stained fingers?

The next scene stunned everyone.

With a bang, a drawer-shaped stone tray slowly popped out in the middle of the front of the coffin, and there was something in the stone tray.

Sure enough, there is a miracle!

Murong Yu whispered: “Take it out.”

Murong Yu was already in a daze by this scene. He suddenly heard his voice before returning to his senses. He slowly stretched out his hand to fetch the wooden box.

She took out the wooden box and stared at the wooden box in a daze, still unbelievable that she had obtained the wooden box, and Murong Yu pushed the stone back back.

He took the wooden box and opened it, which contained an old parchment roll. He put the sheepskin rolls into the wooden box, then stuffed the wooden box into the placket, leading her down.

“That’s “Galantu”?” Yuwen Zhantian hadn’t recovered from the shock.

“It should be.” Murong Yu said calmly.

“She opened the mechanism of the coffin, isn’t she… a descendant of the royal family of the ancient kingdom of Garan?” Yu Wenyao said the fact that everyone thought about, but was unbelievable.

“His Royal Highness, are you a descendant of the royal family of the ancient kingdom of Garan?” Qin Ruo also couldn’t believe the truth.

Murong looked at Murong Yu in a daze, and was so shocked that he couldn’t wake up. What was going on?

Seeing her look, Yuwen Zhantian knew that she didn’t know it, so he asked Murongyu: “Aci’s grandmother is Princess Huaisha or Princess Huaiyu?”

Murong Yu held her soft tightly, and found her arm trembling slightly, “It should be Princess Huaisha.”