"We're not going back yet."
Chongmen Huan suddenly spoke, and Ziyi was stunned: "What else does Niangniang want to do?"
” Mei Shisan, who was leaning on the soft cushion, looked over slowly, his eyebrows were deep, and he could see that from the time he came out of the Chongmen Mansion to the present, Chongmen Huan's mind seemed to be wandering.
When she returned home this time, she should have received a lot of goods.
It's just that the man who has always been gentle chose not to ask.
"Let's go to the suburban cemetery!"
Chongmen Huan asked where the third aunt of Chongmen was buried by Chongmen, and Chongmen Zheng also gave the answer, so she wanted to go and see.
She wrapped herself in a blanket to restrain her body from trembling, and explained: "I can't see her in life, and I should go to see her in death!"
” Naturally, it's the third aunt.
Although it is no longer Chongmenhuan but Qin Xuanji who lives in this body now, she still remembers the kindness of the third aunt to her.
It was a deep mother-daughter relationship.
Mei Shisan knew that she was Qin Xuanji instead of Chongmenhuan now, but he didn't stop him, but Hongyi wanted to persuade Chongmenhuan to go another day, but he stopped him.
"Then let's go!"
Mei Shisan stretched out her hand and gently smoothed her messy hair, and her demeanor was delicate and gentle.
He could fulfill any wish he could for her.
In life, there should never be any regrets.
Since Mei Shisan said this, the red clothes naturally have nothing to say, she is just distressed that Chongmenhuan is now wet, and if she does this for a long time, she is afraid that she will break her body.
The carriage gradually moved down the long street towards the remote western suburbs.
The western suburbs are the most remote and backward places in the entire imperial capital, and most of the people living in them are low-class poor people, and the more you go out, the more sparsely populated they become.
There are more graves here, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the scenery is very beautiful, and it is indeed a good place to rest.
Chongmen Jue chose to bury Shen Rou in the Western Suburbs Cemetery, instead of burying her in the ancestral grave of the Chongmen family, his intentions Chongmen Huan couldn't guess.
In her opinion, this man, who has always been so cold and resolute, would bury Shen Rou in person, which really made her feel very incredible.
And it is impossible for Chongmen not to know that the person who wants to kill him and Shen Rou is his father, and his father wants to kill him, how sad he must be in his heart.
He also left his mind to bury the third aunt, which is even more strange.
The carriage ran over the muddy path in the rainy night, and the bumps were needless to say, Chongmenhuan gently lifted the curtain of the carriage, and saw that in the meager night, the fallen archway of the cemetery in the western suburbs had been unattended for a long time, and it was almost collapsed by the wind and rain.
The cemetery has gradually become clear.
All around are high and low mounds, overgrown with weeds and shadows swaying like ghosts, the wind and rain are loud, and the whirring wind is like a weeping soul on a rainy night.
Such a place is somewhat creepy.
And Chongmen Huan, but he didn't feel scared at all, for people who have died once, the underworld has been gone, will they still be afraid of ghosts?
Jian Qiu's voice came from outside the carriage: "Childe, Niangniang, the rain is so heavy, there is no light in this cemetery, there seems to be no one!"
” It stands to reason that if there are people, there will always be some light.
But here, there is no light at all, and there are no voices at all.