"The pear blossom clouds surround the Jinxiang Pavilion, Hu Die's spring melts the nephrite screen, and the birds outside the flowers cry three or four times. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info first shocked in a dream, half unconscious and half awake. Since the willow product is inscribed, the smile twists the flower branches are more spring, and the loss is three or four points with the begonia. Steal it evenly, half rouge and half powder. The begonias are flushed and moist at the beginning of the year, the willow slender waist dances from the sidelines, and the smile leans on the jade slave to sleep. In front of the powder, half of it is weak and half of it is soft. ”

The white fungus's singing voice was soft and glutinous, and Li Mu'er leaned against the window, feeling soft and glutinous and dozing off again.

They were now sitting in a carriage, slowly moving through the city. Crowds of people outside the window, men and women in the city, drinking boxes, looking at each other on wheels, rushing to worship and sweep the tombs, or go to the spring to play. Li Mu'er begged Zhu Youzhu to leave the palace, and at this moment, Ma Cong picked him up at the gate of the palace and gathered at Qian Fu's house.

Hearing the last sentence of Tremella, Li Mu'er straightened up and asked with a smile: "Tremella, you are almost half the age difference between you and your brother, why do you like him?"

Tremella blushed and said, "My sister teased me again, how can I like my brother?" I know he has Sister Qingyan in his heart...... I'm just, just respecting him......"

Li Mu'er hurriedly patted her hand and comforted her: "It's my sister who said the wrong thing, and my sister won't talk this nonsense again."

After speaking, he still felt guilty, opened the curtain and rushed to Ma Cong, who was driving the horse, and said, "Brother Cong, stop."

The horse stopped the carriage and turned back and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Mu'er pointed to the sprouting willow trees by the river and said, "Help us break a few wickers first."

The corners of the horse's eyes bent, and he used his light skills to go back quickly, and after a few strokes back in the carriage, he made two willow circles for them, handed them to her, and said, "I almost forgot." Qingming does not wear willows, and his red face becomes white. ”

Li Mu'er put it on the white fungus and replied to him: "It's Qingming who doesn't wear willows, and he will become a yellow dog after death!"

Tremella was immediately amused by her, and Li Mu'er said again: "Fungus, you go to your brother's house first in a while, and I will go somewhere." When I come back, let's call them to go with them to put paper kites together, okay? ”

"Okay!" The biggest advantage of white fungus is that he never asks much, and when he arrives at the door of Deqian Fu's house, he jumps out of the carriage alone and waves his hand in.

Li Mu'er glanced at Ma Cong and motioned for him to go. The horse knew and drove out of the city. Li Mu'er was bored sitting alone, so she simply sat in front of the car and was half with Ma Cong.

Ma Cheng said proudly: "I know you're going, go buy something first, right?"

Li Mu'er glanced at him gratefully, nodded, and lowered his voice again: "Wait a minute, I'll go by myself, you park the carriage farther away."

The horse's face sank, and the carriage quickened a little, passing through a small forest, and soon reached the outskirts. It was a place like a mass grave, with a few small graves scattered around, overgrown with weeds, apparently unattended, and no one came to sweep the graves. He stopped the carriage early and watched Li Mu'er's back pass before jumping down and waiting for her by the carriage.

She didn't want him to follow, and he could understand that. It was his father who killed her father with his own hands, so what qualifications did he have to accompany her to worship? Is it because of this that they will never be able to come together? But what about him, is she also unwilling to marry him?

But why was he able to win her heart and make her so willing to stay by his side without a name or a penny?

Ma Congzheng sighed and thought helplessly, when he suddenly heard a terrible scream from there, which frightened him and quickly performed light skills again, and a few turned over and jumped over.

The scene in front of him really surprised him.

The more than a dozen graves connected by the Li family have been dug up, and the loess is everywhere, and even the white bones in the tombs can be seen, which is unbearable!

It didn't just happen, the dug loess was washed back into the tomb by the rain, and part of it flowed into small mounds, and the time should have passed for a long time and it had solidified.

Pity the exposed skeleton and white bones, I don't know how much wind and sun they have suffered.

Li Mu'er obviously couldn't accept the reality yet, covering her mouth and standing in shock, the sacrificial supplies had already been scattered a few steps away. Ma Cong hurriedly came back to his senses to comfort her, stabilized her shoulders and said, "Mu'er, it's okay, let's just rebury her."

Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared blankly at the embarrassed grave. Then he slowly pushed the horse away, staggered into the grave, and muttered, "How come, how can this be?" They are dead, and there is only such a loess mound left, who is ......"

Suddenly, she stumbled under her feet, and Li Mu'er supported the ground with both hands and fell to her knees. And there was just a white skeleton in front of him, with empty eye sockets as if looking at her deeply.

The tattered and faded clothes, the hairpins hanging from the unrotten hair, she trembled all over, and finally cried out loud.

Ma Cheng had already pounced on her and hugged her fiercely when she fell, but at this time he didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only pin her eyes away and let her cry out to vent.

Li Mu'er couldn't move her eyes, pulled Ma Cong's arm and shouted: "Brother Cong, this is my mother, I know her hairpin." This is my mother! Why? Whoever is so vicious, no one can let the dead go! I know that my father is not a loyal man, but everyone is dead, why do you insult him like this! Why?! ”

Ma Cong wanted to comfort her, maybe it was just a person who begged for money and robbed the tomb, but who would steal the dry tomb in this wilderness? Such a cruel method can only be the revenge of the enemy, so how can she accept it?

He sighed deeply and could only wrap his arms tighter. The person in his arms suddenly stopped crying and stopped moving. Ma Cong hurriedly let go and saw that Li Mu'er's cheeks were still full of tears, and her eyebrows were frowning tightly, but she had fainted in his arms.

That's fine, Ma Cong thought to himself, just let her sleep and rest like this, it's better than waking up and facing the miserable scene in front of her, and the pain is unbearable. Then he got up slightly, and slowly carried her back to the carriage with a small movement.

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When Li Mu'er woke up, it was the strongest sun in the afternoon, and she had slept for so long? Rubbing his temples, his consciousness began to clear, and tears in his eyes were about to rise again. She walked three steps and two steps towards the graveyard, and saw the horse in the distance.

He found a shovel out of nowhere, and one man, shovel after shovel, was filling the last grave with earth.

Beads of sweat rolled down from his ears, wetting his clothes, and Li Mu'er could even hear his rough panting. He didn't seem to feel tired at all, and repeated the movements of his hands in a wooden manner.

Looking at the newly buried mounds one by one, I thought that he must have ordered his own sleeping hole, and did this silently alone. Li Mu'er exhaled deeply, walked over to Ma Cong's side and grabbed his shovel handle.

When Ma Cong saw her, he was a little surprised, wiped his sweat, and whispered, "Are you awake?" It'll be fine soon, don't be sad, okay? ”

Li Mu'er saw that his palms were red when he wiped his sweat, almost grinding out blood, and she held back the sourness on the tip of her nose, raised her eyebrows at him, and said word by word: "Okay." Brother Cong, just for what you did for my family today, my hatred for the Ma family has been written off from now on. (To be continued.) )