Chapter 525: Chapter 525: Director Lu’s Reputation for Doting on His Wife Is Well Deserved Chapter 525: Chapter 525: Director Lu’s Reputation for Doting on His Wife Is Well Deserved Looking at that face, identical to the man in her dreams, her eyes reddened once again.

“How do you feel?”

Lu Hualiang asked with concern.

Xia Weibao shook her head, indicating she was fine.

“The comb…”

Where was her comb, the token of love between her and Emperor Xia Liang?

Mentioning that comb, Lu Hualiang pursed his lips.

“What is that comb made of?”

He simply couldn’t believe that an ordinary peach wood comb could last so long.

And still be in perfect condition.

He’d even tried to snap it, but couldn’t break it.

Since she was so anxious about it, she probably knew.

“Peach wood.”

It was peach wood from the tree she planted herself, beautiful when it blossomed,
but it ended up being chopped down by Dog Emperor to make a comb. She was so angry she had an argument with him about it.

Recalling the past brought a mix of sourness and sweetness surging into her heart once more.

Her nose soured, and her eyes moistened again.

Lu Hualiang frowned, “How could peach wood not rot?”

Ordinary peach wood lasting a few decades would have been shocking enough.

Yet, that comb had lasted a thousand years!

Xia Weibao blinked away tears, “It won’t rot.”

He had said that it was their token of love; as long as their love endured, the comb would remain indestructible.

As long as his love for her existed, the comb would never decay.

Why it was so, she didn’t know.

As long as he said it, she believed it.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, Xia Weibao’s mouth opened, then she covered it.

Her body started to shiver violently.

This love decayed not, nor did the comb perish.

Meaning, his love for her was still present to this day.

A thousand years, a whole millennium.

He had been dead for a thousand years, yet his love for her still endured, timeless within the vast universe, never to fade through ages and worlds.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty…

How deeply must he have loved her for his affection to remain even after so long?

And how blind must she have been not to see such deep feelings.

And how ignorant, to have lived for decades without understanding her own heart.

Together for decades, yet never once had she told him she loved him.

It was because he had protected her too well, never demanding anything of her, allowing her to live carefree in the palace for decades.

Therefore, she did not understand what feelings were, what love was.

Seeing her suddenly out of control, Lu Hualiang felt a deep pang of heartache.

He helped her up, smoothing her energy.

“What’s really going on with you.”

Xia Weibao took a deep breath, swallowing the discomfort in her heart.

Then she wiped away her tears, “I’m fine, where’s the comb?”

“It’s been sent back; it’s a national relic, we can’t take it away.”

Xia Weibao’s expression stiffened, her lips trembling slightly, “Where will the comb be taken?”

“To the museum, for public viewing.”

After some thought, he said it all in one go, “Everything from the Ancient Tomb will be taken to the museum, and as for the Ancient Tomb itself, it’s still unclear for now. It could possibly be turned into a tourist attraction once the archaeological work is done.”

“That’s not okay!”

Xia Weibao suddenly became agitated, that was her and Emperor Xia Liang’s tomb, their chamber, it contained everything they had used, all their memories, how could it be open for public viewing!

It was theirs, not anyone else’s!

“It can’t be, it can’t be.”

Xia Weibao clutched Lu Hualiang’s hand, shaking her head repeatedly.

Her face was full of grievance.

“Wife, national relics are all handled this way.”

Xia Weibao grew panicky, “Buy it, please buy it, can’t you?”

Lu Hualiang frowned, “It’s a national relic, and it’s been classified as a first-grade cultural property, you can’t buy it.”

Not everything can be purchased with money.

Just like someone once said they’d pay a hundred million to buy the Qin Dynasty terracotta soldiers, it’s a joke, and it’s ignorance.

How could one measure historical relics in terms of money?

Xia Weibao’s nose soured, and tears dripped down.

Lu Hualiang’s heart clenched, “Buy!”