The Young Matriarch
Chapter 862 The Ancestor, That Woman Without a Heart

Chapter 862: Chapter 862 The Ancestor, That Woman Without a Heart

Artifact restoration expert Mrs. Liu sighed with emotion, "The staff has cleared out a total of 431 letters, all of which content are related to ’Wei’. "

Girls in the live streaming room were moved to tears, frantically sending bullet comments just to find out if there was a reply?

They wanted to ship the ancient version of the Emperor and Empress CP!

They wanted to ship this sugar that spanned thousands of years!

Bai Chuwei stood on one side, with a cold smile on her face.

Sugar?

Dream on!

There will never be sugar, absolutely not.

Mrs. Liu carefully sorted out the information and said in surprise, "There really is a reply!"

Duan Feihan lifted his eyes, suddenly putting down the black branded pen in his hand, his eyes heavily staring at the live streaming room.

The girls in the live streaming room squatted on guard, having completely forgotten about that Immortal Teacher, waiting quietly to eat sugar.

Experts looked strange, this reply...

——"Don’t come to the Observatory, the National Teacher Residence doesn’t open at night, and there will be dogs."

——"Don’t think about immortality; the ancestors traveled alone and did not want to accompany you."

——"I am going to travel the four corners of the world to set up the Seven Stars Dragon Vein Array, you should marry the Empress and concubines, and have dozens of children. If I am in a good mood, I could even be your son’s Grand Tutor."

There were only a few replies, and the existing responses were all such phrases.

Indifferent, merciless, cruel.

Everyone in the live streaming room: "????"

Where was the promised sugar?

Damn, seems like unrequited love!

[I finally understand why I’m still single... Damn, even the Emperor couldn’t get the girl, isn’t it normal for me to fail?]

[Oh my god, this Weiwei is so fierce, she can even reject a deeply affectionate Emperor, just like the Immortal Teacher, beautiful and formidable!]

[...The Emperor is so pitiful, these few replies seem to be sorted out from a lacquer box? That means even if he was rejected, he still cherished them dearly, bringing them into the Underground Palace, specially stored in a lacquer box? He didn’t even put those hundreds of letters in a lacquer box, right? Pity and choking back tears.]

...

Bai Chuwei stood aside playing with her fingers idly, sugar? Unthinkable.

She had many such suitors.

Of course, the reason Emperor Duanjing left a deep impression on her wasn’t just because he genuinely liked her, but also for another reason...

Something crossed Bai Chuwei’s mind, and her gaze darkened.

At this moment, some archaeologists who were divided into pairs quickly returned to the main tomb chamber, saying excitedly, "Professor Ge, the design of the Underground Palace is quite extraordinary, there is another burial chamber behind it that’s twice the size of the main one. We inspected the burial goods and preliminarily determined that they were used by women; there is no coffin inside."

This is the Emperor’s own Underground Palace, yet there’s another burial chamber larger than his own...?

The audience in the live streaming room cried out that "Wei" had no heart.

Professor Ge was shaking with excitement; the quantity of artifacts being unearthed could break historical records. "I’m going, I’m going to check it out!"

Professor Ge was extremely excited, calling Bai Chuwei, who was lacking interest, and some other staff members to head inside.

An intern girl from Imperial University gently nudged Bai Chuwei and asked, "Bai, aren’t you excited? Considering the tomb owner’s affection for that woman, the female artifacts in the other chamber could shock the entire world! I’m so excited I’m burning up."

Bai Chuwei: "...Not excited."

Given that it’s built based on her boudoir in the National Teacher Residence from thousands of years ago, what’s there to be excited about? She knew its structure better than anyone.

They were about to head inside when suddenly Professor Sun’s voice came from behind: "Hey, this doesn’t seem right."

Everyone stopped walking and turned their heads to look at Professor Sun in unison.

Professor Sun, wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses, squatted beside the unearthed letters, studying with a magnifying glass. He frowned and said, "Why do I feel that the handwriting in the ’Wei’ replies... looks a lot like Bai Chuwei’s handwriting?"