In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me! Chapter 253: Ambush at Mount Hakuen

After offering a few words of reassurance and saying it should not be a big problem, he turned around and left.

Since Princess Xie had been buried as a princess of Beirong, she was laid to rest there and never returning to her holand even in death.

Yue Mingxuan thought that the ruler of Nanxie had probably only valued the benefits this daughter brought him and would never truly grieve for her.

Perhaps even in death she remained just an ordinary princess, if the Emperor did not favor her, who could guarantee others would?

Even if she had been sent away as a hostage, her birth mother must still have cared for her deeply.

It’s just that she’s not daring to show it openly.

On the day of the public hearing, Concubine Keshun had rely been dealt with quietly and the matter had not been spread outside.

Although Yue Mingxuan’s na had been cleared, he suspected that when the Nanxie envoys returned who knew what they might say.

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On the burial hill behind the imperial palace lay all the princes, princesses, and consorts.

The emperors of past generations were interred farther away and the Emperor and Empress farther still, in places of greater honor.

Otherwise, he would truly have liked to take a look at that forr empress.

Mount Hakuen had buried countless people.

Just standing at the foot of the mountain made the air feel chilly and raising goosebumps all over.

Yue Mingxuan gave an awkward sneeze and started walking up the slope.

All around was pitch dark.

Yue Mingxuan thought that perhaps he might be the first prince, no, the first royal who feared neither death, nor darkness, nor ghosts.

This was an ancient world, after all; superstition ran deep, and people were greatly afraid of spirits and ons.

Few people truly disbelieved.

Even assassins would occasionally visit temples to pray, worried that the blood on their hands had stained them too deeply.

Honestly, he wanted to say: if you dare to kill people, ghosts would probably avoid you instead.

Really, people overthink these things.

After climbing for quite a while, he finally reached the mountainside.

Mount Hakuen had caves at different heights.

Those buried at the highest points had the grandest funerary rites and the most difficult burials and thus held the most honored status.

Soone like Princess Xie who had been buried rather simply would be laid to rest halfway up.

He then stopped.

At the entrance of every cave, the nas of those buried within were carved.

He struck a firestarter and leaned closer to read the inscriptions.

Yes, there was a "Princess Xie."

This was the place.

While holding the small fla, he walked inside.

The deeper he went, the quieter and colder it beca.

He tended to believe in science and no longer put much stock in such things and seeing that the entrance listed not only Xie Lianhua but others as well made him less afraid.

If one believed that ghosts existed, the world would feel terribly crowded.

It was impossible that every ti you stepped outside you’d see a ghost and then see one again upon returning ho.

An entire house full of ghosts was simply unrealistic.

Stumbling along, he finally reached Xie Lianhua’s burial chamber.

He let out a sigh.

Thankfully he had read so many novels before who would have thought he would end up exploring a tomb in this ancient world? Should he open the coffin too? How thrilling.

He sighed again.

"There was no need to harm my sisters and my Flying Opera Group just to lure out. Show yourselves. Let see just how formidable you Nanxie death soldiers really are."

Opposite him stood five burly n, the kind who looked hard as iron and their bodies carrying a heavy aura of death.

Standing in a place like this made them truly unsettling.

Yue Mingxuan glanced at them and smiled.

His guess had not been wrong at all.

As for those necklaces, they were likely sothing every northerner wore. It was a symbol of the northern lands.

He had often seen Xie Lianhua wearing a small pendant; hers had been more luxurious, not just a simple cord.

At first he had thought it was rely an ordinary ornant, but that day he had happened to notice that the envoy from Nanxie wore one as well.

Later, Yue Mingxuan found it strange.

A princess as proud and aloof as Xie Lianhua would never have any real connection with an ordinary envoy, nor would she share the sa tastes or habits as him, so why had they worn such similar things?

Thinking it through carefully, the answer beca obvious.

"As people of Nanxie, your necklaces really are the best evidence exposing you," Yue Mingxuan said while folding his arms across his chest and leaning against the wall as he watched them.

They said nothing, only stared at him.

The look in their eyes made it clear they wanted nothing more than to rush forward and tear him apart.

He swallowed his saliva, not out of fear but from a strange tension, after all, with so many coffins lying around who wouldn’t feel a little uneasy?

"Go on then," he said calmly. "Tell who sent you. Once you’ve said it, you can make your move. I won’t fight back."

The n exchanged glances before finally speaking.

"Nanxie, Imperial Consort Gui."

"Oh, I see. Then go ahead," Yue Mingxuan replied.

They then charged forward.

Yue Mingxuan closed his eyes and silently counted in his mind.

Their footsteps shook the ground as they ran.

He swallowed his saliva again.

Suddenly, a flash of silver light streaked before him.

Yue Mingxuan frowned and opened his eyes, yet the people behind were even more shocked.

One by one, the n collapsed.

As they fell, their faces were filled with disbelief, so already ashen like the dead.

Behind him, Moonless Cicada sheathed his blade and looked at Yue Mingxuan. "I thought you’d gone stupid, letting them kill you without fighting back."