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“It’s hard to draw the heart and the bone¹“

This was Hai Lan and Qin Ge’s last encounter.

The next time she sees Qin Ge again, their positions have literally changed. He is now the one in the coffin.

Her cheeks were tingling when Qin Ge’s mother and Lin Siwei lifted their hands on her. She did not dodge because she only wanted to see him.

In the mourning hall are the people from the archaeological team, the Lin family, and the most prominent figures in the military. Out of everyone who came; those she knew and those she didn’t, except for the archaeological team, all were staring at her with either anger or a complex expression.

When the police arrived to open the tomb door, except for the seven men dead at the exit, the nine men in the chamber were also all shot dead.

Qin Ge was lying upside down on a bright red coffin. His hands were slightly open, clutching the coffin beneath him. On the ground, a few words were written askew: She is in the coffin.

He was covered in blood, with no clean spot in his body. He was shot twelve times, with the fatal wound in the chest. The autopsy revealed that he was almost drained of blood.

Thus, the excavation of the Emperor’s tomb became a sensation. One for the fact that the Dongling Emperor’s corpse was not in the coffin at all. All was there was is the girl who was shot in the shoulder and was unconscious. The second reason was that the young major general was able to single-handedly shoot all the criminals despite having a serious injury.

The result of a joint examination of seven doctors was that what Qin Ge pulled off was absolutely impossible. But he did so no nevertheless. Calmly and courageously, he had frenzied all bodily functions to protect the coffin.

But what was he protecting exactly? Is it worth it?

“Get out!”

In the fierce pull between Qin Ge’s mother and sister, Qin Baichuan patted his old friend’s shoulder and shouted bitterly at two deputies beside him, “Take her out.”

Hai Lan suddenly broke free from Qin Ge’s mother, and slowly knelt down, “Uncle Qin, I beg you, let me see him even just a glance.”

If Qin Ge had never hidden her in the coffin and completely exposed himself, the other party could not have hit his heart fatally. Without the cover of the coffin, she would have died from all the bullets fired around the chamber.

Qin Baichuan clenched his teeth, Lin Siwei saw that he is having a hint of relief, with sorrow coming with it. She had loved Qin Ge for ten years but what did she get? She snarled saying: “Hai Lan, Qin Ge does not love you not at all. It’s just his duty to save people. Get out, get out!”

Hai Lan seemed to have not heard anything, with blood-red eyes she remained looking at Qin Baichuan.

The doctor wiped the corner of his eyes and looked at Qin Baichuan, “Mr. Qin, this old man also begs you, just let—”

Lin Siwei sneered and interrupted the doctor, “Hai Lan, do you want to know who he really loves? The person he loves is Lin Yu! Lin Yu, why don’t you come back? Let this woman see you—“

Lin Yuncong scolded, “Shut up! Do you still think your Uncle Qin hadn’t had enough?”

Hai Lan looked down at the handkerchief tightly clenched in her hand. It was what suddenly back at her possession, thinking that it was left by Qin Ge at that time.

Lin Yu… Her body suddenly shook all, and a voice was heard gently behind her. “Siwei, are you looking for me?”

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Notes:

画心难画骨 (hua xin nan hua gu) or difficulty in drawing the heart and the bone came from this full idiom 画龙画虎难画骨，知人知面不知心 (hua long hua hu nan hua gu, zhiren zhi mian buzhi xin) which literally means it’s easy to paint dragons and tigers but not their bones; as easy as knowing the faces of the people but not their hearts ~~ Basically, one cannot judge another’s intentions just by the looking at the surface

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