"No, it must be here!"
Chongmen Huan believed that Chongmen didn't need to lie to her, she couldn't hold it back, and she bent over to go out to have a look, but was stopped by Mei Shisan.
His voice then came: "It's raining heavily, don't be impatient." ” Then he instructed Jianqiu: "Take a walk around the cemetery." ” Even if there is no one, one of Chongmenhuan's wishes can be granted.
"Okay."
Jian Qiu responded, whipped in the wind and rain to drive the horses faster, and walked forward around the cemetery path, the muddy water splashed by the carriage scattered in all directions, and his eyes were a little unable to open.
Suddenly, he heard Jian Qiu's shout, and the horse was strangled by force.
Soon, Ziyi opened the curtain and said to Chongmenhuan: "There is someone in front, it seems that it is the King of Han!"
” I don't know why, in such a stormy night, listening to the intricate sound of wind and rain, and the cry of whimpering ghosts, her heart trembled slightly because of the word King Han.
She broke away from Mei Thirteen's hand and got out of the carriage, and Ziyi jumped out of the carriage and helped her out of the carriage.
From this position, looking at the past from afar, there are countless grave piles up and down in the cemetery, and the graves are covered with green grass and eroded by wind and rain, which is a desolate and desolate scene.
At this time, she should have stepped forward immediately, because the newly piled grave was her mother.
But her footsteps did not take a step, but through the wind and rain, looking ahead from a distance, through the trees and the fluttering wind and rain, she looked at the man in black who knelt in front of the new tomb piled up in the wind and rain, and her heart seemed to be stabbed by something at once.
In the dark night, the rain was very heavy, and the sky was vast, and the man did not have the slightest coat and umbrella to protect himself from the rain, and knelt straight in front of the tombstone, and his back turned into a dark color in the heavens and the earth.
Behind him, two people stood in the distance.
Chongmen Huan squinted her eyes and reached out to wipe the rain from her face, she could clearly tell that there were two people standing there, one was Chang Ling.
The other one is the eldest princess Yanyue.
She also stood in the rain, stubbornly accompanying the heavy door to avoid the rain.
Yan Yue's love for Chongmen is expected to be endless, even if a fire burns her to ashes, it will be endless, and this heavy rain cannot be extinguished.
"Niangniang, let's go over and have a look!"
Ziyi saw that Chongmenhuan didn't move, so she reminded her softly.
The wind became louder and louder, the wind tore and blew, and the shadows and weeds of the entire cemetery were torn chaotically, which was even more eerie and terrifying, and Chongmenhuan suddenly said in a dumb voice: "It's not over!"
” "Huh?"
Ziyi didn't know why Chongmen Huan suddenly changed his mind, and just wanted to ask, Chongmen Huan had already turned around: "Let's go back!"
” Although he didn't know how Chongmenhuan suddenly changed his mind, Ziyi still helped Chongmenhuan to get into the carriage.
I feel that Chongmenhuan's whole person's expression is not quite right.
It seems that she suddenly discovered something that made her afraid to take that step.
Mei 13 watched Chongmen Huan return to the carriage, sat there and pursed his lips tightly, his face turned slightly pale, and asked in a loud voice, "Why don't you go over to worship her?"
” She shook her head, but was silent.
The carriage re-walked under the command of Chongmenhuan, and turned back from the way it came.
He had already walked a little far, and Chongmenhuan's eyes moved to the curtain, and the wind blew the curtains fluttering, and when he looked from there, he still saw the back of the person who was gradually moving away.
Chongmen didn't even kneel to the emperor, but knelt down Shen Rou!