The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 1813: The Tomb’s Owner

Yes, no matter how it looked, it seemed like fate was playing a joke on him. He was just a step away from his goal, and failure seemed impossible. But at the most critical moment, he was "betrayed" by the person he trusted the most. Although it was unconscious on Ji Qian’s part, the fact stood before them: the energy orb had already been destroyed, and Kunlun Mountain was closed. The next opening could be in over a decade, possibly several decades, or perhaps he might never see it in his lifetime.

Ye Shikai had lost his chance to travel back to the Qin Dynasty, and he would never have the opportunity to see He Linghan again.

"Where are you going now?" After a long while, Ji Qian noticed that Ye Shikai had calmed down a bit and asked.

"I told you, I’m going to the airport," Ye Shikai said indifferently.

"Kunlun Mountain is closed. Even if you fly there, you can’t get in."

"I’m not going to Kunlun Mountain."

"Then where are you going?"

"Linxian."

Ji Qian didn’t understand why Ye Shikai wanted to go to Linxian. He grew up in Yanjing and had never been to Linxian, which puzzled Ji Qian greatly.

"Linxian, do you know someone there?" Ji Qian asked curiously.

"She’s there," Ye Shikai muttered.

Dozens of minutes later.

Ye Shikai and Ji Qian bought plane tickets and flew directly from Yanjing to Linxian. To say the truth, it was Ji Qian’s first time there as well, and she couldn’t fully understand.

"Ling’er was originally from the Central Plains and later followed me to Linxian. Some things, I seem to understand now," Ye Shikai said as he looked ahead. In the half-hour during which he calmed himself, it was as if his "governor and conception vessels" were unblocked, and many issues that had perplexed him suddenly came clear. At this moment, there was a voice in Ye Shikai’s heart guiding his actions.

On the plane, Ye Shikai once again fell into deep thought. In the thirty-sixth year of Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s reign, a meteor fell from the sky, changing not only the fate of that empire but also theirs. If he hadn’t taken He Linghan and left He Nei, traveling all the way to Linxian, none of this would have happened. In fact, every decision alters the subsequent destiny. If he hadn’t meddled in Yang County, he never would have met Mi Wen. Perhaps this way, he could indeed find a "paradise" with He Linghan, where they could live for a long time.

"Spirit of the Sword, do I still have a chance to go back?" Ye Shikai suddenly asked.

"Kid, you should be satisfied. That powerful energy explosion back then almost killed you, but you managed to survive with heavy injuries; that was incredibly fortunate." Since Ye Shikai awakened, the Spirit of the Sword had also recovered. It existed in Ye Shikai’s brain, and if Ye Shikai truly died, it would undoubtedly perish as well. Conversely, if Ye Shikai miraculously survived, it too would be alright.

"I’ve been incredibly fortunate many times. Perhaps that’s why fate doesn’t allow me to go back and find her." Ye Shikai mocked himself.

"You seem very downcast. I don’t understand the concept of fate that you Huaxia people speak of—it’s too mystical. But I do believe in the concept of cause and effect."

"Are you saying that because of my past actions, I now can’t go back?" Ye Shikai retorted.

"I’m not certain my thoughts are correct. Everyone has an answer in their hearts. Since it’s uncertain who’s right or wrong, why not follow that inner answer?" After saying this, the Spirit of the Sword fell silent, and Ye Shikai also remained silent, lost in thought.

The plane landed quickly. They had just arrived in Linxian, with no car to drive. Ye Shikai hailed a taxi, marked a place on the map, and instructed the driver to go there. Ji Qian was curious but didn’t ask much, and followed him onto the car.

"Sir, the place you’re going to is in the outskirts. What are you doing there at this late hour?" On the road, the driver asked curiously because most passengers would simply give a place name, while Ye Shikai had marked a map, making it very unique.

"Visiting an old acquaintance."

"Really? You look quite young, sir; I didn’t expect you’d have acquaintances in this district. From your accent, you seem to be from Yanjing."

"Correct."

The driver didn’t inquire further; encountering a passenger heading to the outskirts in the middle of the night was typically not a good sign in horror movies. Feeling eerie, he quickly drove off after dropping them off.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Qian was very curious. They had arrived at a highway, and there was a mountain next to them. This was already the outskirts; few people came here regularly, and certainly not during late hours.

"If you want to find out, come with me." Ye Shikai said calmly, and Ji Qian didn’t say much and followed along.

The two climbed the mountain and quickly reached a peak. It was pitch-dark around, and there were hardly any households.

"This way." Guided by his memory, Ye Shikai walked ahead, and Ji Qian followed behind. Soon, they arrived at a tomb.

"This is..." Ji Qian looked at the tomb in front of her, somewhat astonished. The tomb door was already open, suggesting that the owner wasn’t just any ordinary person in ancient times.

"When I first traveled back, I appeared in this tomb," Ye Shikai said calmly. His words were astonishing, but Ji Qian didn’t show much surprise. She was only curious about whose tomb it was.

"Who does this tomb belong to?" Ji Qian asked curiously.

"I didn’t know before, but now, I think I understand." Ye Shikai did not directly answer but walked inside, with Ji Qian hastily following.

Previously, Ye Shikai and Zhang Ting had also searched the mountain but failed to find the tomb. This time, Ye Shikai found it effortlessly, seemingly driven by intuition.

Taking out a flashlight, Ye Shikai illuminated the way forward. The tomb wasn’t large, but in ancient times, many people "died without a burial place." Having a coffin was already fortunate, so those with their own tomb would undoubtedly be unusual.

Following the tomb path, the two entered the central chamber. It housed only a coffin, without any burial goods.

If Ye Shikai’s guess was correct, the master of this tomb should be He Linghan.

"Could this be Ling’er’s tomb?" Ji Qian speculated as well.

"It should be." Ye Shikai sighed. No wonder, when he returned from the Qin Dynasty, he appeared here. The He Linghan he longed for day and night lay quietly within the coffin, though she’d been dead for over two thousand years.

Ji Qian wandered around, attempting to discover relevant clues. Since it was a tomb chamber, it should contain inscriptions about the owner’s life and identity.