The lady reached out her finger and touched the first golden box. The man's eyebrows had been stained by blood, colored dark red. His eyes were shut, as if he was in slumber. The bridge of his nose was upright and his lips were stiffened, as if he had something to say but could not.
The lady looked at her husband, her finger feeling at where his body was supposed to be. She did not cry, but only looked down, smiling gently. She said, "This is my husband, the hereditary feudal lord of Yan Bei. The 24th generation of Emperor Pei Luo's descendants! The marshal of the northwestern region of the royal empire. The 576th tablet position within Cheng Guang Temple in Sheng Jin Palace! The King of Yan Bei—Yan Shicheng."
