Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife

Chapter 885: Chapter 885: Opening the Mausoleum!

It’s been so many days now, and the Li Qingmu couple has been busy all day long. If they don’t know anything about this, it would truly be irredeemably foolish of them.

Long Yue helped her up, "No need for formalities."

They didn’t take much pride in their position, it seemed more like a responsibility, the responsibility given to them by his father, the Emperor.

"Prince and Princess Consort, please enter!"

Ru’er was helped up by Long Yue, quickly gestured for them to enter first.

Long Yue and Li Qingmu entered the room and sat down slowly.

Ru’er served tea and snacks, standing respectfully to one side, while Jiang Wen sat opposite Li Qingmu, and bowed in salute, "Your Highness, the Prince."

"Please!"

"Thank you, Prince!"

Both took their seats, and with the tea being poured, silence fell all around.

Long Yue and Ru’er sat beside them. As wives, they could listen to what was being discussed to offer their opinions.

A single blue lamp, a table, two cups of fragrant tea, everything appeared very calm.

Li Qingmu did not inquire, and Jiang Wen did not speak either, both maintained this silence, tasting the tea.

Ru’er looked a bit anxious, she was sitting uneasily, occasionally moving a bit, looking at Long Yue, then at Li Qingmu and Jiang Wen.

Long Yue gently shook her head, signaling her not to worry, that everything was fine, but Ru’er felt uneasy knowing that they were not dealing with an ordinary person, but the Regent King!

This was someone who, apart from the Emperor, was the most powerful and influential person; ordinary folks like them wouldn’t dare offend him!

Ru’er recalled how she had harbored intentions of concealment before, and instantly felt a cold sweat covering her back. Fortunately, she eventually told the truth, otherwise, the situation could have been tragic by now.

She looked at the two men saying nothing and wondered in her heart what they were planning to do.

In fact, even Long Yue couldn’t understand their behavior.

Just drinking tea without speaking, what did it mean?

These annoying men were becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

After an indeterminate length of time, Jiang Wen spoke, "The underground tomb may be dangerous. Is the Prince really planning to uncover and explore it?"

Li Qingmu smiled slightly, "As the saying goes, one must venture into the tiger’s den to catch its cub. We must go in and see. Besides, I want to know how large this mausoleum actually is, and whether it is as we imagine it to be."

"If the Prince truly wishes to enter, then I can accompany the Prince to explore it. It happens to be time to pay respects to the ancestors." When he said this, his expression became incredibly desolate, "To be honest, because of the ancestors’ uniqueness, I usually don’t dare offer sacrifices, for fear of breaking taboos."

"What is there to be taboo about?" Li Qingmu said, speechless, "Worshipping ancestors is about tradition and customs; you need not be so concerned with taboos."

Jiang Wen, hearing Li Qingmu’s words, looked at him gratefully and raised his teacup in a toast, "Thank you, Prince, for your consideration!"

"You and I are both someone’s children; there’s no need for such formality when saying such things." At this point, Li Qingmu suddenly said, "Then, when do you think would be the best time to go?"

Digging up a family tomb requires attention to timing; getting it wrong could bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Jiang Wen, being a descendant of Daxia, was more appropriate to decide the date.

Jiang Wen thought for a while, then said, "The third quarter of Wu hour three days from now, when the yang energy is at its peak, would be a good time to open the tomb."

Li Qingmu turned to check the almanac and indeed, as he said, the third quarter of Wu hour three days from now was an auspicious time.

"Alright, let’s settle on that."

After setting the time, Li Qingmu and Long Yue left. As soon as they left, Ru’er became very nervous.

After all, this involved opening the imperial mausoleum beneath their ancestral mansion, and she couldn’t shake the feeling of anxiety.

"Husband, do you... really have to go in yourself? That underground mausoleum hasn’t seen the light of day for hundreds of years, it must be terrifyingly eerie, and it’s easy to suffocate down there. What if... what if..."

What if there’s something strange down there, what if something happens?

Ru’er dared not say the rest, for it would be too inauspicious, but her meaning was clear.

Jiang Wen gently shook his head, "It’s alright, trust me, nothing will happen. Besides, if it’s truly unsafe to enter, the Regent King wouldn’t go down either."

Ru’er thought that made sense. Everyone in this world cherishes their life; even if the Regent King is eager to uncover the secrets of the underground mausoleum, he wouldn’t be reckless with his life.

After hearing her husband’s analysis, Ru’er’s worries eased, her mind settling considerably.

Thus, they waited, and waited, until three days later.

Long Yue and the others found the Jiang Wen couple and went together to the Jiang Family Ancestral Mansion.

At the ancestral mansion, due to the absence of Liu Hui and others’ searches and disturbances, calm had returned, and there were no people around. Seals were still pasted on the door frames to prevent entry.

But these seals were no obstacle to Li Qingmu; he tore them open easily.

If it were ordinary people, daring to tear the seals, they would soon face severe consequences.

The group entered the courtyard and then went to the East Wing, where they saw the jade bed.

Li Qingmu looked at Jiang Wen, "Must it be simultaneous?"

"Yes, it must not deviate by even a hair’s breadth, otherwise, it won’t work."

Jiang Wen confirmed with an earnest look and told Li Qingmu that not only did it need to be simultaneous, but even the standing positions must be identical.

If it were anyone else, they probably couldn’t do it because the conditions were too stringent.

But Li Qingmu and Long Yue could do it.

Long Yue’s hearing, smell, and sight were all many times better than an ordinary human because she had accomplished the first level of the "Soul Technique." In this situation, she could listen to the sounds from Li Qingmu’s side.

Thus, Long Yue naturally said, "Alright, A Mu, you stay here, I’ll go to the West Wing!"

"Wait a moment!"

Li Qingmu suddenly thought of a question and looked at Jiang Wen, "How much force does it take to shatter it?"

"If it’s simultaneous and accurate to a hair’s breadth, then it may not require much force, but such precision is very hard. The longer the deviation in time, the more force it requires to shatter it but, as long as it’s within a certain range, there’s still hope."

Long Yue and Li Qingmu understood what this "range" meant from him. That is to say, if there is a slight time difference, it’s okay, just needs some strength, but if the deviation is too large, then great strength is required or it might be impossible.

If the time difference is too long, no matter how much force you exert, it would be of no use.

That’s why, no matter how hard Li Qingmu tried digging before, he couldn’t accomplish it, it was due to their fate.

So, Long Yue went to the West Wing, and Li Qingmu stayed in the East Wing.

Jiang Wen and Ru’er did not disturb them any longer and exited the room.

"Yue’er, are you ready?"

Li Qingmu murmured from his side.

On the other side, Long Yue arrived in the West Wing, and heard Li Qingmu’s voice.

"I heard you, A Mu, just say when to start."

Long Yue responded, once again using the second level of the "Soul Technique," communicating with Li Qingmu on a spiritual level.

"Alright, ready."

The man on the other side said.