The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 818: Lingering obsession (1)

“How long has he been waiting?” Lulu suddenly asked.

The little girl was silent all the way, but the local officials were always paying attention to her movements.

After all, eunuch Lu had once given him some advice. As long as there was no problem with this girl, his position as a black gauze hat would be secured.

“Emperor Shi only lived to be forty-nine years old,” the official replied.

“He abdicated at the age of thirty-three. Back then, the civil and military officials had begged him to come out of the mountain, but he had never come out.”

“Oh, so he’s forty-nine years old.” Lulu replied with a dazed expression. The thirty-third abdication, and I’ve waited sixteen years.” Lulu suddenly thought of du Xun and lady Zhen.

However, lady Zhen was lucky that he appeared before her death.

Even after her death, he was the one who personally carried her coffin and sent her off.

Now, she had even fought for a lifetime of marriage, fulfilling her only regret.

“I wonder which celestial being the first emperor fell in love with. There were no records of it at all, as if it had never appeared before. If it wasn’t for Emperor Shi’s decades of waiting, even giving up the throne, no one would believe it. ” The official said with a smile.

Lulu lowered his head and said nothing.

“Let’s go inside and see what the situation is like.”

Lu huaijiang took a deep breath. Everything in the tomb made his heart heavy, so heavy that he could not breathe.

Lu huaijiang walked in front, watching as he walked.

There were all sorts of murals and many hand-carved decorations in the mausoleum.

The further they went in, the wider it became.

“But what’s surprising is that Emperor Shi didn’t believe in God or Buddha for the first thirty years. Inside the tomb, there were statues of gods everywhere. It was as if he had always been pursuing immortality. I don’t know if he’s pursuing longevity or if he’s waiting for that girl.”

Lulu pursed his lips and followed Lu huaijiang all the way to the deepest part of the cave.

The air was filled with her favorite scent, like the smell of grass and incense.

“The first emperor probably did something in the mausoleum, and there’s always a good smell in it. Some great scholars have guessed that the first emperor, as a man, wouldn’t pay much attention to incense. It’s probably because his sweetheart likes it. ”

“After passing through this door, we will reach the center of the mausoleum.”

“The Jade coffin of the first emperor.”

Lu huaijiang held Lulu’s hand and entered the stone gate. Many civil and military officials were kneeling inside the stone gate to pay their respects.

There were people from the neighboring country and people from the great Zhou. They were all followers of the first emperor.

Who didn’t believe in an Emperor like him?

When the crowd saw the Emperor of great Zhou, they all stood up and bowed.

Lu huaijiang didn’t mind and walked towards the Jade coffin with Lulu.

“Your Majesty, the first emperor’s appearance hasn’t changed much from when he was young. In fact, it’s much more elegant than the portraits that have been passed down.” Some great confucians who had studied the first emperor for their entire lives were shocked.

“The first emperor had a faint smile on his lips and a ring in his hand. Just now, master yixu said that his body didn’t rot because he still has an obsession in his heart.”

Everyone was trying to guess what the first emperor’s obsession was.

Lu huaijiang stood in front of the first emperor’s Jade coffin with Lulu.

The first emperor’s brows carried a faint air of elegance. His eyes were closed, and his brows contained a bit of indifference and awe-inspiring pride.

He lay in the Jade coffin with his hands crossed and a faint smile on his lips. He was in a very natural state.

Lulu’s heart couldn’t help but clench at the sight of that face.

Her little face was pale.

Lu huaijiang saw the face in the coffin and couldn’t help but touch his cheek.

She actually looked 20 – 30% similar to him.