The Young Matriarch
Chapter 874: Bai Chuwei is an Expert Among Experts!

Chapter 874: Chapter 874: Bai Chuwei is an Expert Among Experts!

Professor Ge held the seal with both hands, his body trembling incessantly. Excitedly, he said, "History is about to be rewritten! The records indicated that Emperor Duanjing was buried in the Imperial Capital, but it turns out he was secretly laid to rest in Zhongzhou!"

As for why he chose to be buried here, this will become a new mystery in history.

"Bai Chuwei... was right?" an archaeologist said in disbelief.

A few days ago at the archaeological meeting, Bai Chuwei claimed this was Emperor Duanjing’s Tomb, which caused the whole room to burst into laughter.

She even said that this place was once a sea, and it turned out she was right.

Now it has been proven, the identity of the tomb owner was exactly as she said? This is indeed Emperor Duanjing’s Tomb, not a single discrepancy from her words!

Many scholars who had mocked Bai Chuwei’s wild imagination in the conference room now found themselves blushing, incessantly coughing to cover their embarrassment.

So... they treated Bai Chuwei as a joke back then, but the real joke is actually on them?

Someone stared at Bai Chuwei in astonishment, their mouth agape in shock, almost wide enough to fit a duck egg, and finally said, "How did she know? Can she predict the future? Or... is she an Immortal?"

Isn’t this too unbelievable?

Bai Chuwei glanced sideways and remained silent.

Kid, you really guessed it right, she indeed is.

Professor Ge, filled with emotion, called out to the still-astonished scholars, "Stop standing there dumbfounded, come and help clean the artifacts."

Truly befitting an Emperor’s Tomb, the burial items inside this coffin are extraordinary!

Bai Chuwei wasn’t interested in the burial items inside. She gently twisted her neck and lazily said to Professor Sun, "Professor, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go rest first."

"Go ahead, go ahead, have a good rest!" Professor Sun agreed immediately without a second thought.

For the minor task of cleaning the artifacts, Bai Chuwei’s talents were not needed.

A group of interns flushed with frustration, not even qualified to handle the minor task of cleaning the coffin’s artifacts, relegated to assisting their seniors.

A few interns couldn’t help but feel a sense of reverence, watching Bai Chuwei and Duan Feihan leave the laboratory.

Bai Chuwei’s skills certainly deserve an excellent award, don’t they?

The experts were at their wits’ end and could only turn to Bai Chuwei, not to mention that Bai Chuwei managed to open the coffin without causing any damage.

A true expert, unparalleled among experts, is she really an intern?

Is there any intern so capable that every expert seeks their advice?

She’s the expert among experts.

Mastering both humanities and sciences, and proficient in the ancient and enigmatic art of Qimen Dunjia that baffles the other experts.

Bai Chuwei and Duan Feihan changed out of their work clothes and walked downstairs from the second floor.

Bai Chuwei walked with her hands behind her back, smiling as she looked at the man beside her, asking with great interest, "Hanhan, did you see the person in the coffin? Come on, share your thoughts on being in a showdown with the dog emperor?"

Duan Feihan succinctly replied, "No."

Bai Chuwei caught up to him, "Really no? Tell the truth!"

Duan Feihan stopped at the stairway corner, lowered his eyes to look at her, and simply said four words, "He doesn’t understand you."

Bai Chuwei was taken aback, an unusual light flickering in her eyes, and suddenly laughed, "Hanhan, you truly understand me."

Whether it was the flower field in the underground palace, or the site of the former National Teacher Residence, larger than the main tomb chamber, it wasn’t what she wanted.

The ancestor lived alone for over five thousand years, not because she hadn’t thought of death.

But she never considered being buried in a cold underground palace.

She was willing to transform into the mountains and rivers, or perhaps disappear like clouds and mist from this world.

Downstairs, Tong Qingyan, already shivering from the cold, looked up at them standing at the stairway corner with the perfect angle that had their backs to her.

Tong Qingyan’s eyes widened in shock.

Are they kissing in public?

Bai Chuwei knew that she once had a crush on Fourth Master, is this... deliberate revenge to provoke her?