Concubine Shang Yunxiao

Chapter 558 I'm Sorry For Being Aunt
"Maybe everything is fate." Yuan Xi said calmly.At this time, when talking about the past with Gong Pingao, there is no turmoil in her heart.

One fine day, Huaiying and Lord Ye Yang went to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to Empress Chen in an ordinary sedan chair with fluttering plain gauze.The green hills are secluded, the green water flows, and the royal cemetery is bathed in a lush tranquility.

Huai Ying kowtowed three times to Empress Chen, and said with tears: "Empress Mother, if you are alive in heaven, let Moxi find out the murderer behind the scenes, so as to comfort the soul of Empress Mother."

Lord Yeyang thoughtfully helped Huaiying up, and Huaiying leaned against Lord Yeyang's warm chest and choked with sobs.

Filled with cigarettes, lingering in the sadness of Huai Ying.She and Lord Ye Yang slowly went down the mountain in a sedan chair and returned to Beijing.

The uneven mountain road made the car body shake slightly, the curtains twisted the enchanting body like a dancing girl, and the green mountains and green waters appeared and disappeared in Huaiying's eyes.

The curtain lightly swept Huaiying's face, Huaiying gently pulled it with her hand, and the figure of a woman walking beside the sedan with her head bowed flashed past Huaiying's eyes.Doubt flashed across Huai Ying's face, she hurriedly poked her head out of the sedan window, and looked at the woman walking with her head bowed, holding a small bamboo basket on her arm.

Huaiying saw several red candles leaning against the basket.She immediately called a stop and let the maid help her out of the sedan chair.

"What's the matter, Moyu?" Ye Yangjun asked after getting off the sedan chair.

Huai Ying looked at the woman who was gradually disappearing into the woods and said, "Brother Jun, hurry up, let's follow that woman."

Lord Ye Yang glanced at the woman who had disappeared, and nodded to Huaiying.He embraced Huaiying, and followed the woman in a detached manner.Gradually up a hill.The grass is desolate, and a solitary adobe tomb is bleak in the autumn wind.

Huai Ying and Lord Ye Yang hid behind a big tree, Huai Ying saw the woman squatting in front of a humble tomb without a tombstone, and placed the paper money, incense candles, and fruits in the bamboo basket one by one.

After lighting three incense sticks and three red candles, I heard the sound of a woman crying.She lit the paper money and burned it, her sad body trembling slightly.

"Xia'er, you go away. I'm sorry for being an aunt. It took more than a year for my aunt to come to see you. My aunt really has no choice but to understand the difficulty of my aunt. You have to understand the difficulty of your aunt in the palace this year. The dispute is strange, and it is inconvenient for my aunt to act. But your bones have been buried in a mass grave, and my aunt has no way to find you back, so I have to build this clothes tomb. Yanxia, ​​you must not blame aunt, aunt Burn some more paper money for you, so that you can live more comfortably underground."

(End of this chapter)