Ninety-nine pretty daughter-in-law has space

Chapter 514 Shen Han's wife, let's see if you are dead or not (fifth watch)
Where is he going?
The car left the bustling urban area and climbed along the winding mountain road for more than an hour, the windows of the car were blurred by the pattering rain.

Finally, when we reached a place close to the top of the mountain, the car stopped.

Concubine Su watched him get out of the car, took the umbrella and a bunch of platycodon flowers from his hands, and walked forward alone, Anan and Amao followed at a distance.

Going up the stone steps, there is a very flat land above, surrounded by rain-wet grass, and a path paved with marble in the middle.

When he got under a tree, Anan Amao stopped walking.

Shen Han was holding a black umbrella, holding the umbrella handle with slender and clean fingers, her thin crimson lips were pursed lightly, and there was a dark wind of abstinence all over her body.

It's so charming...

Concubine Su's current situation does not protect her from the rain at all, but she still floats under his umbrella and walks with him.

Where is he going?

The downpour of rain fell on the surface of the umbrella, knocking loudly, and she felt cold just looking at the rain.

One side of his body was drenched by the rain. Concubine Su wanted to block it from him, but she couldn't block it anywhere. She stretched out her hand, slowly walked along the handle of the umbrella, and quietly held his hand.

Shen Han's index finger moved suddenly, and he lowered his eyes, looking at the handle of the umbrella, and a few gleams of light flashed in his dark eyes.

Concubine Su withdrew her hand in fright from his eyes.

so sensitive?
His gaze didn't stay for a few seconds, and he quickly continued to walk forward. When he reached his destination, he stopped, put the umbrella aside, and let the rain hit him.

He took out the platycodon flower in his hand, bent down slowly, and placed it in front of a cemetery. He also half-kneeled on the ground. The rain had already dripped into a line of water on his mask, and fell down his chin into the skirt of his clothes.

Su Yu's eyes fell on him at first, seeing him approaching the stele, and then she looked over.

On the stone tablet, from top to bottom, several large characters are clearly engraved——

The tomb of Shen Han's wife and concubine Su.

Concubine Su bit her lips tightly, read those words back and forth several times, and felt very sad all of a sudden.

He even erected a monument to her in such a place, treating her as his wife...

The love he buried was so deep that no one could see clearly, but it made her feel very distressed.

"My dear, today is your death day, I may not be able to come next year."

It was raining heavily, but his voice was steady and gentle, with imperceptible expectations and joy hidden, "At that time, I should go down to accompany you."

Shen Han's clothes were already soaked, he bent down, and pressed a shallow and precious kiss on the stone tablet, the rain fell from the corners of his lips and penetrated the stone tablet.

"wait for me."

Who is waiting for you!

Concubine Su looked at him with distressed eyes, her fingers were tightly pressed together, she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't cry, if she could shed tears, her intestines might be twisted.

"Shen Han..." You can live a better life, why choose this way to torture yourself!
She's gone, she's gone!
However, he couldn't hear it.

*
Back to the villa.

The servant stepped forward and handed him a dry towel, and Concubine Su followed him not too far away.

The rain didn't hit her, but she was drooping her head like a drowned rat.

"The sacrifice is over?" Concubine Su went in and saw a person on the sofa in the living room with his feet up, a lollipop in his mouth, playing games on his mobile phone.

Seeing Shen Han coming in, he turned off the game and looked up.

He looks pretty good, with slightly yellow curly hair, his facial features are just right, and his expensive attire looks like a cynical young master.

"What are you here for?"

"To see if you are dead or not." Xie Yiheng was wearing slippers, shaking his feet.

Anan Amao is no longer surprised.

The second young master Xie would come to see his master every now and then, after a few words, with the greatest expectations, hoping to wake people up by scolding him.

(End of this chapter)