Chapter 133

"No!"

She retorted loudly and gave Mo a deep look. Her lovely and charming appearance seemed more and more charming in Mo Yishen.

He couldn't help laughing. His smile was sexy and presumptuous.

Qin Tianyue stepped on the ink deeply and snorted, "open it and open it. Do you think I'm afraid?"

She walked forward and looked at an obvious gem button on the coffin. She reached out and pressed the button. The gem button sank in. She only heard a dull sound. The coffin slid forward and slowly revealed the scene inside the coffin.

Qin Tianyue took a deep breath and walked forward. Mo Yishen also followed her forward.

"This..."

She stood in place in surprise. She was clearly prepared, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help being shocked in place.

Inside the coffin, a tall and handsome figure tightly held another slim and slender figure. Their faces were beautiful and beautiful, but they still looked like sleeping for thousands of years. When you look carefully, they seemed to have a blush on their faces.

The man was as like as two peas in purple, and the crown of a jade, and the smooth brow of a brow, and his eyes were closed. He could not see his brilliance. His thin lipstick was a familiar thin lip. Even if he was dead, he was full of the noble spirit of the king. In general, if those eyes were open, it was just like the man standing in front of him.

A woman doesn't have any luxurious clothes. She is wearing purple clothes of the same color as a man. Her black hair is scattered on her shoulders. There is no gorgeous step on her head. Only a simple Camellia jade hairpin is inserted in the top of her hair.

She knew that the jade hairpin was given by Emperor Ying Shen, because there was a picture of emperor Ying giving Qin Shiyue jade hairpin in the mural.

This is not as like as two peas. It is not the point. The key is the Qin time month. It is exactly the same as her. If she changes into Qin Shiyue's clothes and hairstyles at the moment, I'm afraid no one can recognize the difference between Qin Shiyue and Qin Shiyue.

Their eyebrow as like as two peas, even with their eyes closed, their temperament is the same. But the more asleep than Qin is the smile that has burst out of her heart. She thought, perhaps, when Qin died, she was happy because she died in the arms of her beloved.

Maybe a thousand years ago, she once said to that person that no matter how, at least they had been together, so they had no regrets.

Maybe at the moment of death, their hands were tightly held together, just as they are now.

What kind of earth shaking love is that?

Qin Tianyue didn't know that her tears had been left silently at this time.

A slender finger gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Qin Tianyue raised her head and looked at Mo Yishen.

"Don't cry!"

His low sexy voice sounded in her ear, as if it had a calming effect.

"It's not worth crying for others, especially those who have nothing to do with you."

As like as two peas in love, he did not love her to cry for the people in the coffin, even if the man was exactly the same as him.

I never knew that I would have such a domineering side.

"Who said it had nothing to do with me? Maybe... Maybe I was Qin Shiyue in my last life?"

Qin Tianyue retorted. Mo raised his lips deeply and smiled low, "if you are Qin Shiyue, then I win Shen."