I think it’s not because Nalan Hong didn’t hold it securely that she couldn’t wear the ring on her finger. It’s God’s will, or the bride doesn’t want to wear the token of love, even if she dies.

Marrying Nurhaci, she has another sweetheart.

"She moved?" Nalanhong asked me. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"It seems, I think she might still be...still alive."

"It's impossible. It's been hundreds of years. She's been sitting here for hundreds of years. I've only heard of people who care about the souls of people in the world after death, but I've never heard of people's souls lingering in their bodies for a long time.

Let’s go.”

I said: "She is waiting for her husband to lift her red hijab. Maybe like Nalan Rongbai, the yin and yang saint, she is using her last faith to support her last trace of yang energy and has been sleeping. Just now, your crow totem ring made her

She woke up, and it seems that she didn’t want to bring Emperor Taizu’s token of love with her. Doesn’t this just confirm my guess just now, whether she is Brother Dong or not, the man she wants to marry is definitely not Nurhaci.”

I think that although this woman is not sure whether she is Dongge Gege, she is probably also the one who has been cursed by Nurhaci. I thought she was already a mummy, but I didn’t expect that she still had sexual reactions. It seems that she is cursed

It still hasn't been lifted.

"Want to see who she is?" I asked Nalanhong.

"Is...isn't this bad? It's disrespectful to our ancestors! According to the old custom, only her husband can remove the bride's red hijab." Although Nalanhong didn't want me to remove the bride's red hijab, it was obvious that his

His taste is very loose, and he is actually a very curious person. I think if this woman was not Dongge Gege, no matter if she was a human, a ghost, a corpse or a demon, Nalanhong would throw her body out of the Beauty Pavilion

of.

"Can we just take a look?"

"Um... I have my bag in the outer room. I'll go get a drink of water first." Nalanhong still silently agreed to my rude request.

Now that he has relaxed and acquiesced to me, I will not be polite. I am not as sympathetic as he is. After all, whether the bride is Brother Dong or not, it is definitely not my ancestor. I don’t have to be afraid of her. At most, she is a big girl.

Just rice dumplings.

Nalanhong exited the red gauze tent. He was not going to drink water. He turned around and stared at the bride as closely as I did. I squinted my eyes and looked at this ancient tomb bride who had been immortal for thousands of years.

He walked towards her and stopped one meter in front of her.

She didn't move. After being let go by Nalanhong, one of her hands was placed between her knees and the other hand was hanging on the other side. Maybe behind the red hijab, she was staring with eerie eyes.

Every move I make. I am also afraid that this is not an ordinary ancient tomb but the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty. How can the boudoir married woman in the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty be an ordinary corpse?

I prayed to my ancestors for blessings. No, my ancestors were useless. They were not as reliable as my seaweed ring. I touched the ring on my neck with one hand. It was hot. It had already called the police for me just now.

I let out a long breath, stretched out my other hand and grabbed the corner of the bride's red hijab and held my breath. I subconsciously looked back at Nalanhong, and he nodded to me and agreed to what I did.

My heart was beating wildly and my hands were shaking unconsciously.
Chapter completed!