Chapter 77 Cemetery Encounter

Lord Du first sent Mrs. Yu back to the house, but he did not go in. Instead, he got into the carriage and rushed home to see his daughter. Mrs. Yu looked at the galloping carriage and thought to himself: If only one day I fell from the tree, one person would be so nervous for me!

However, what awaits her is still a cold home and a large group of servants who are always respectful.

A few more days later, Mrs. Heyu has completely forgotten that the carriage was hit on the 15th. She was a little worried about the cultivation in the Hundred Flowers Museum. Whether she could pass the customs safely, but she couldn't go, because she had just hit her boss, so she went. First, she seemed to have no identity, and second, she obviously told them that I helped her. Mangosteen escaped. Such a thankless thing and Mrs. Yu will not do. But in recent days, the restaurant has been a little annoying. How to relieve the loneliness in my heart?

I was bored at home and didn't know what to do, but then a post came, Dushande's? Mrs. Heyu immediately thought of the image of her father and invited him in.

Du Shande came here today to apologize, and the young man was still next to him. It should be his escort, and Mrs. Yu thought so.

and Mrs. Yu invited him to sit down and ordered someone to have a good tea. Lord Du made an apology, but Mrs. Yu smiled. Obviously, he didn't care about the matter of that day.

Mrs Yu was generous. Although they met for the first time, they were like talking to old friends and took the lead in asking about Lord Du's beloved daughter's fall.

Lord Du said nothing. It turned out that although he fell from the tree that day, a little man below caught it. However, the daughter was not injured, but the little boy was tired and hurt his arm. This daughter was spoiled by him. I thought she would be more sensible when she was older, but I didn't expect that the bigger she became, the more crazy she became. Instead of the fifteenth month, she didn't go to enjoy the lanterns, but climbed to the tree to watch the moon. The one under her feet didn't step firmly and fell down. After this scare, I thought I should be obedient for a few days, but I didn't think about it. Now I'm still starting to pester and learn some skills. I still have to teach Yuqing. There's really nothing to do with her.

Although Lord Du shook his head and complained repeatedly, Mrs. Yu could see that Lord Du spoiled his daughter very much. Yuqing?"

"Oh, look at my memory, it's smooth. This is Yuqing, surnamed Lin, the son of a good friend of mine. He originally lived in Jiangning Mansion in Nanjing and moved to the capital. Perhaps influenced by his father, he has been practicing martial arts since childhood. Although he is only 18 years old this year, he is a rare opponent! So I brought him to my side and said that he would be a guard, but in fact, I was reluctant to give it to others. Yuqing, come on, I've met your wife!"

"Lin Yuqing's visit to his wife!"

Lin Yuqing's courtesy is in place, which is very much in line with Mrs. Heyu's first impression of him. Well, good! What a rare talent!" Mrs. Yu couldn't help but praise.

"Madam is flattered!"

"Ha ha, Lord Du is so blessed! There is such a good daughter in the family, and there is such a powerful assistant beside her.

"Haha, Tov's good words! I hope Xue'er can be more like her sister when she is old. How can she look like a lady?"

"Oh? Could it be that Lord Du has more than one daughter?

"It's a long story. I only had one daughter, named Cher, and I am 14 years old this year. Xue'er also has a cousin, called Yunxuan. Because they are all in Tokyo, the two of them have often played together since childhood. But six years ago, my brother and sister-in-law unfortunately fell into the sea and died when they went to sea by boat, leaving Yunxuan unattended. I took over her. She was two years older than Cher and became a sister. Although Yunxuan is only two years older than Xue'er, she is much more sensible, dignified and moderate, and her words are measured and etiquette, which reassures me very much. She is not like that Xue'er, a crazy girl.

"Oh, so it is! Lord Du can be accompanied by two women. What a blessing!"

"Ha ha, this is, this is!" At this time, someone sent a message saying that there was something wrong with the Ministry of War and asked Lord Du to go back.

Lord Du said rudely and got up to say goodbye.

I sent Lord Du away and savored today's conversation with Mrs. Yu. This Lord Du is different from most of the officials she has contacted before. It is full of family and people around her. It can be seen that he is a family lover, which is rare in today's court. Mrs. Yu thought of her deceased husband, who was also a lover, but unfortunately, it was not the family she was in love with, but the home where Xiaoling was.

After another period of time, life is still as calm as water. Mrs. Yu thought of Man Xiu. I don't know how he is. Let's go and have a look. But when they entered the Hundred Flowers Museum, Fuyu and others were only more attentive than before. When they asked about peach blossoms, they said that there was no longer this person.

Is there no such person? What do you mean? After detailed inting, I learned that the original peach blossoms have been demoted to the miscellaneous room, and now the people who receive guests have no peach blossoms.

Miscellaneous room? A place for hard labor? Then he asked why he was demoted, but no one gave Mrs. He Yu an accurate answer. Mrs. Yu knew that it must have been because of the escape of mangosteen, but she also had a share in this matter. Fuyu didn't mention it, which had shown that she didn't want to break her face. Why bother to break this layer of window paper? At that time, only two of them will be ugly.

I don't know what's going on recently. Is it too much affected by the cultivation? I really feel the boredom of this kind of life. In the Hundred Flowers Hall, Mrs. Yu felt that the wine she drank was as tasteless as white water, and the piano she listened to was as harsh as the sound of grinding porcelain pots. After a while, she felt really bored and left.

Mrs and Mrs. Yu did not go home directly as usual, but let the carriage pull her around the street. Unexpectedly, seeing all kinds of people on the road, Mrs. Yu felt that life was even more boring. I asked the groom to transfer the carriage to bury her husband's cemetery.

Today is not the anniversary of her deceased husband's death, and she buried her husband. After ten years, she has never gone to pay a memorial service. Presumably, the cemetery is full of grass, but now, this is the only place that Mrs. He Yu can think of.

The carriage took a long time to arrive at the destination with Yufu. Accompanied by the maid and the maid, Mrs. Yu found her deceased husband's cemetery. Unexpectedly, the area around the cemetery was clean. She should have thought that if she didn't come, Xiaoling would naturally come.

Now when I think of Xiao Ling, she is still sour. It is because this woman has completely occupied her husband's heart that she is alone in the empty room, so that she has come to this point. But when you think about it, Xiaoling didn't do anything wrong at all. She just got the sincere love of a man. In terms, Xiaoling is much happier than her wife.

After standing in front of my husband's grave for a long time, the girl who followed her said, "Madam, it's windy on the mountain. Be careful not to catch a cold." The lady nodded, looked at her husband's lonely grave, turned around and walked away. But she didn't mean to go straight back to the carriage, but straightened her cloak and let the girl and the little maid accompany her to walk on the mountain.

Walking in this empty mountain, Mrs. Yu only felt that the air was so fresh and her heart was so open. Compared with her colorful and drunken life in Tokyo, this place is more like a pure land, which is really a good place for people to end up. Unfortunately, the people lying here may not know it before they die, and they can't know it after death.

Mrs. Yu suddenly fell in love with this place. Mo Ruo built a thatched hut on this mountain and lived a lifetime. It can't help but be said that it is a great pleasure in life. For the crisscross on the wine venue, the ** in the room, and Mrs. Yu are really tired of it.

But the only thing she is worried about is that she doesn't want to be buried on the same mountain or even in the same tomb as Mao Jinqing. Perhaps, the reserved place in the same tomb is not worthy of lying down at all. Xiaoling is more suitable than her.

Although the mountain wind is cold, Mrs. Heyu likes it very much. She can't wait for a strong wind and rainstorm, so that her soul trapped in the mud can get a baptism. If this can't wash her dirty soul, she would rather crack in front of her now, so that she can rush into the cracked grave and get eternal life like the legendary Zhu Yingtai. However, after all, it is just a legend that the land here is still quiet and there is no crack at all. Moreover, even if there is, she can't find her true love in the grave like Yingtai, and her lover's double butterfly and bibiosis.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Yu unconsciously sighed. At this moment, someone called her behind, "Is it Mrs. Yu who went ahead?"

Mrs. Yu couldn't help looking back. It turned out to be Du Shangde, accompanied by two girls and Lin Yuqing. When I looked at the two girls as a child, I saw one with smooth muscles and bones, elegant and a divine and strange eye. Obviously, both girls have just cried, because there are still a few tears in their eyes. Needless to ask, these two must be the two daughters of Yunxuan and Xueer that Lord Du mentioned to her.

"It turned out to be Lord Du. These two must be the two daughter that Lord Du is always talking about?"

"It's the little girl. Yunxuan and Xue'er, why don't you meet Mrs. Heyu!"

"I've met Mrs. Heyu!" The two girls are very well-behaved and very happy with Mrs. Yu.

"I've met Mrs. Heyu!" Lin Yuqing also came forward to salute. Mrs. Yu smiled at him and gave him a salute.

"Madam came here today to sweep Lord Mao's grave?"

"Hm, let's have a look."

"Lord Mao is spiritual in heaven, and he will also feel his wife's feelings."

"Oh." Mrs. Yu is obviously not interested in this topic. She and Lord Mao are also husband and wife, but that's only nominal. Five years after marriage, she should meet her husband less often than Lord Mao's subordinates. What I said to my husband is even more countable. What is the relationship between her and her husband?

"Why did you come here?" Mrs. Yu immediately changed the topic.

"Madam doesn't know. Today is the anniversary of the death of the bitch. I specially brought the child to pay tribute to her.

"Ah, that's it!"