In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 313: Rebirth in the Tomb

One Xie Lianhua had already died and now Yue Mingxuan was also dead, where would that leave the dignity of the Beirong royal family?

Moreover, Rong Qinglei had also died under unclear circumstances in the outskirts.

With one princesses and two prince dead in succession, the reputation of the Beirong royal family had suffered an immense blow.

But Yue Mingxuan had indeed "died."

When the Emperor ordered the coffin to be opened for examination, Yue Mingxuan had already held his breath and activated his fake death technique.

Therefore, no matter what was happening outside, he was completely unaware.

However, in death, his treatment was even grander than Xie Lianhua.

He was buried according to the ceremonial standards of a Beirong prince and afterward, Dongyue Kingdom was exempted taxes in eight cities.

After all, Yue Mingxuan had died outside the palace and no one knew how long it had been before she was discovered.

In contrast, Xie Lianhua had been poisoned to death within the palace itself.

If Yue Mingxuan had known how much wealth his "death" had brought to his father in this lifetime, he might have thought it was quite worth it.

Although his reputation had once been terrible and he had been considered "ugly," the sky still drizzled lightly on the day of his burial.

After learning of Yue Mingxuan’s death, many people from the medical hall sighed in sorrow.

Gongsun Xing’s reaction was even more intense.

He refused to believe that Yue Mingxuan had died.

After all, Yue Mingxuan was the key to reviving his father.

Upon hearing the news, Gongsun Xing personally examined Yue Mingxuan’s body.

As a result, he discovered that Yue Mingxuan was not truly dead.

In a state of feigned death, the body’s functions were reduced to the bare minimum, but not entirely gone.

Although he did not know what Yue Mingxuan was planning, when reporting to the Emperor, he still declared that Yue Mingxuan was dead.

"Is Yue Mingxuan truly dead?" Naturally, Shang Qinghua did not believe it.

Yue Mingxuan had struggled countless times on the brink of life and death, yet never once had he truly died.

So this time... had he really died just like that?

Shang Qinghua refused to believe it.

"It is absolutely true. After the Emperor opened the coffin and examined the body, it was confirmed to be Prince Yue."

Mo Yi had witnessed it clearly that Yue Mingxuan was indeed dead without a trace of life remaining.

Even Gongsun Xing had shaken his head.

"Impossible. That boy has always been blessed with great fortune. How could he just die like this?" Shang Qinghua suddenly lost his composure.

Just moments ago, Yue Mingxuan had been fine when he was abducted, how could he be dead now?

How could a perfectly fine person just disappear like that?

He refused to believe it.

"I’m going to open the coffin and examine the body by myself." Shang Qinghua’s expression was extremely serious, yet his tone was calm as if he were merely saying, "I will go out for a stroll tomorrow."

"Th-That might not be appropriate! This is Beirong territory and you are a hostage—"

"I never said I would do it the proper way. I will pry open the coffin," Shang Qinghua said coldly.

Seeing this, Mo Yi could no longer stop him.

After all, this concerned Yue Mingxuan.

If he mishandled it, Shang Qinghua would certainly be displeased.

Thus, Mo Yi said nothing more and simply nodded. "Understood."

"Tell me where his tomb is. I’m going to find him," Shang Qinghua said coldly.

"Yes." Mo Yi nodded and went to investigate.

That night, Shang Qinghua appeared silently before Yue Mingxuan’s tomb.

The news of Yue Mingxuan’s death had already spread throughout the streets, yet he still refused to believe it.

Even so, deep down, he knew this was most likely an undeniable fact.

He simply wanted to go and see Yue Mingxuan’s grave with his own eyes.

He wanted to know whether this person... had truly disappeared from his life forever.

Just as he entered the tomb chamber, Yue Mingxuan happened to push open the coffin lid and sit up.

It was the second day after his burial.

The fake death technique had worn off and he had just "come back to life."

When Shang Qinghua walked in, he saw this eerie scene.

Yet aside from the initial shock, what he felt most was joy.

Yue Mingxuan was indeed not dead.

He knew it.

With Yue Mingxuan’s luck, how could he possibly die so easily?

"You really didn’t die!" Shang Qinghua rarely showed such happiness.

He stepped forward, intending to pull Yue Mingxuan into his arms. But Yue Mingxuan’s expression was strangely complicated.

Shang Qinghua did not know what Yue Mingxuan was thinking at that moment.

And indeed, what Yue Mingxuan was thinking... was something he absolutely could not be allowed to know.

Inside, Yue Mingxuan was practically crying in frustration.

Why—why was the mind reading technique completely useless?

He realized that he could not read Shang Qinghua’s thoughts at all.

At first, he had thought that even if he could not fully understand his mind, he should at least be able to get some hint.

But on Shang Qinghua, the technique was utterly ineffective.

At that moment, Shang Qinghua stepped forward and asked, "How have you been these past few days?"

He had originally had countless questions, yet the words that came out were only this.

He had used every means possible, yet still could not find Yue Mingxuan.

When he later heard news of Yue Mingxuan’s death, he had nearly gone mad.

The person he liked, how could he leave him so easily?

He would not allow it.

He wanted Yue Mingxuan to live, to live well.

And now, Yue Mingxuan truly had survived.

He did not know what kind of life Yue Mingxuan had lived these past days, yet this was the first thing he asked.

Yue Mingxuan said nothing.

In truth, his days had been quite comfortable.