I'm already a concubine, who wants to fight with you?

Chapter 120 Grave Sweeping
The next day, Xie Fei was woken up before dawn.

Fu Yu hadn't gotten up yet, so Su Lu came first to help Xie Fei dress up.

She opened the wardrobe, picked out a set, put them together and brought them to the bed.

"Today is a grave-sweeping day, so I'd better dress more simply. This crescent-white dress is both plain and elegant. Do you like it?"

Xie Fei sat on the bed, pulling his hair with his slender fingers, feeling extremely melancholy.

"I have never heard of a concubine being able to preside over a tomb sweeping ceremony when the old lady, the master, and the mistress are all present."

Su Lu smiled and said, "Rules are made by people. As long as the masters agree, outsiders can say whatever they want."

Xie Fei thought to herself, this isn't being free and easy, it's just pure laziness, pushing the responsibility onto her, the concubine.

Half an hour later, Fu Yu came over and lay listlessly beside Xie Fei, looking more listless than an eggplant hit by frost.

"It's too early," Fu Yu muttered, "The cock hasn't even crowed yet."

Su Lu said, "Most of the maids in the mansion get up earlier than this time."

Fu Yu said, "My daughter said that if you don't sleep well, you won't grow taller. In order to grow taller, a kid like me should sleep more."

Su Lu laughed.

It was snowing again in the second half of the night, and when Xie Fei went out, the yard was covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.

It is really too cold this year, and the snow keeps falling. I wonder how many places have been affected.

The carriage left the city gate, and the servants holding lanterns walked quickly through the snow.

In the car, Su Lu repeated today's routine again and again.

Because it was only the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, only the fourth branch of the family went to visit the graves alone. Apart from Xie Fei, there was no one else here today.

She had to go to General Pei's tomb first, sweep the tomb, burn incense, pray, send off the guests, offer wine, burn paper, kowtow, etc.

The process is complicated, but in fact she doesn't need to do it herself. She just needs to burn incense and paper devoutly, and someone else will do the rest.

After paying homage to General Pei, we also have to go to Baiyun Temple.

In Baiyun Temple, there is a tablet dedicated to General Pei.

During his lifetime, this great general was a great hero who had made great military achievements and defended the country. After he sacrificed his life for his country, the Marquis' Mansion erected a stele for him at Baiyun Temple, hoping that he would be worshipped with incense and ascend to heaven soon.

It's not busy at all, but it's busy. The back and forth will take at least a whole day.

The carriage was driving on a deserted road. The sky gradually brightened and the snow stopped.

Xie Fei drew aside the curtain and saw Yuan San dressed as a servant, walking quickly along with the carriage.

Yuan San tilted his head and met her eyes, and they both suddenly laughed.

There was a tenderness and attachment in Xie Fei's eyes that she herself was not aware of.

Su Lu didn't see outside, she only saw Xie Fei smiling sweetly, and said, "Did my little girl see something happy?"

Xie Fei restrained his expression, lowered the curtain, and said, "It's just that I saw a passerby fall on his back in the snow."

Fu Yu immediately became excited and stretched his head out, "Where, where?"

"Don't rock around, the carriage has flipped over."

"I won't flip over. I'm not a pig. Where?"

The car was in a mess and Fu Yu's voice could be heard from far away.

The cemetery was on a hill and carriages could not go up. When Xie Fei climbed up with great effort, not only was her dress covered in mud, she also fell several times and almost slipped down the hillside.

No wonder the old lady herself was unwilling to come, and Pei Yuan refused to move. It turns out this is not a job for human beings.

The mountain road was too slippery and there were many mud pits. Sometimes when he stepped on it, half of his leg would sink into the pit. Xie Fei was so discouraged that he almost used all four limbs to climb up, grabbing the grass and holding on to the trees.

The group of people were scattered. Xie Fei rushed forward headfirst. When he reached the edge of the cliff, he accidentally slipped and lost his balance, falling towards the edge of the cliff.

At the critical moment, a hand reached out from the side, grasped her waist and held her in his arms, and then there were a few thrilling ups and downs, and they quickly passed the dangerous road on the edge of the cliff.

After landing in a safe place, Yuan San did not let go of Xie Fei's hand, and his strong and powerful arm was still across Xie Fei's waist.

His eyes were unhappy, and his tone became more serious. "You are running so fast, are you in a hurry to have lunch?"

Xie Fei had a thin waist, and he held her too tightly, which made her feel uncomfortable. She twisted her waist a few times to break free.

"I thought you were going to say, hurry up and reincarnate."

Yuan San no longer had any of his usual gentleness and tolerance, and his eyes turned cold, even more frightening than the howling frost and snow at the moment.

"Don't change the subject. The mountain road is steep and it has snowed, so the road is slippery. There is no rush to visit the graves. Don't rush forward stupidly."

Xie Fei walked forward sullenly, "Don't lecture me with your bearded face as a gold miner. My eyes hurt."

Yuan San chased after him helplessly, "What miner?"

Xie Fei shook her head. She had come all the way through the dense forest, and her head was covered with ice chips. After melting, they flowed down her hair to her neck, freezing her.
She walked too fast, and Yuan San had to hold her back, "Fu Yu and the others are still behind, wait for them."

Xie Fei brushed off the mud on his hands nonchalantly, without slowing down his pace, "They have to carry incense, candles, money and paper, and I have nothing. I should get there first and do whatever I can."

Yuan San looked at her deeply and asked in a low voice, "Are you unhappy?" Weren't you fine before?
Xie Fei kicked the stone away, lowered his eyes and sighed, "It's just annoying."

I don't know what I was worried about. Maybe it was because the mountain road was too slippery and difficult to walk on. I fell many times along the way and there was no clean and warm place on my body.

Or maybe there are too many unresolved issues in my mind, and I don’t know how to deal with them for a while, and it’s a mess.

She was in a bad mood, and Yuan San could feel it, but he couldn't help.

"When the time comes, things will work out. Don't let your imagination run wild."

Xie Fei said helplessly: "Even if I want to think about it, I don't know where to start cleaning."

Later, the two slowed down their pace, but still arrived at the cemetery earlier than Fu Yu and others.

The Pei family has an ancestral tomb, a piece of Feng Shui treasure land. From the former founding prince to the descendants of later generations, they are all buried there.

But General Pei was not buried in the ancestral tomb, but was buried alone on a lonely and desolate mountain.

Xie Fei couldn't find the way, but fortunately Yuan San said he had come to explore the way beforehand and he found the way smoothly.

When we arrived, we found that the grave had been swept and offerings of flowers and fruits were made.

Xie Fei was surprised: "Who has been here so early?"

Yuan San knelt on one knee in front of the tomb and swept away the snow on the tombstone with his bare hands.

"It may be that some other families sent people to sweep the tomb."

Xie Fei said: "That's right, after all, we are brothers."

This cemetery is very ordinary, not at all like that of a famous general who was the descendant of a marquis.

Instead, it looks like an ordinary family's grave, neither big nor small, and there is not even a gravekeeper. It looks inconspicuous no matter how you look at it.

Xie Fei said casually: "I don't know if General Pei has any valuable burial objects, but he is a meritorious official of Dajing, defending the borders and the land, so don't dig up his grave."

After a long time, there was no answer from Yuan San.

Yuan San was still kneeling, carefully brushing off the mud splashed on the tombstone. He looked solemn and deep, like a clear shadow standing in the wind and snow, respectful, yet sad and painful.

(End of this chapter)