Chapter 437: The Handmaiden Qiu Ju

The surrounding area of the mausoleum was cleaned very cleanly, and there were no weeds, and there were several tomb guards in the palace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Incense and candle offerings were placed in front of the tomb, and several unknown Song family members knelt in front of the tomb, lit incense and candles, burned a few strings of paper money, and wiped a few tears.

Song Yayu stood beside Li Luo, looked at the tombstone in a daze, and said softly: "Funing, I came to see you, you see who else is here, it is your relative, if you have a spirit in the sky, you should be happy." ”

Li Luo was silent, just looked at the tombstone so quietly, after looking at it for a long time, he seemed to hear a heartbreaking sigh from the tombstone, whether he was blaming, or crying, in a trance, but it was like a dream that did not wake up.

Li Luo coughed suddenly, and it took a long time to stop, and Song Yayu asked anxiously, "General, what's wrong with you?" But the wind chill at night? ”

Li Luo waved his hand, lowered his head and whispered, "It's okay, let's go back." ”

"Go back?" Song Yayu was stunned for a moment, glanced at the incense candles and paper objects in front of the tomb, and asked in surprise: "Will you go back now?" ”

"It's good to see it." Li Luo said in a low voice.

"This ...... That's fine, this kind of place is indeed not a place where the general stays for a long time, if the general wants to go back, let's go back. Song Yayu responded coldly, turned his head after speaking, and shouted: "Go home." ”

Behind him, everyone in the Song Mansion looked at each other, not wanting to come in a hurry, but they left in a hurry, looking at the nine princes of Dagan standing in front of the tomb, they didn't even have this patience, they stood for a while, didn't burn a piece of paper, lit an incense candle, and left in a hurry.

If it weren't for Li Luo's fame, I'm afraid he would have laughed at it a long time ago, and only a few people looked at Li Luo with strange expressions, and they never guessed what Li Luo was thinking at this time.

Everyone left slowly, and the people of the Song Mansion cleaned up the incense paper all over the ground.

Just when Li Luo was about to leave, suddenly a person came from the side, and when several members of the Song family saw it, they wanted to stop, but Song Yayu looked at each other coldly, and Li Luo had also seen it, his expression was as indifferent as before, so he had to swallow the words on his lips, and stared at the figure who came to Li Luo's side.

The person who came was a woman, dressed in white mourning clothes, who was not young, walked quickly to Li Luo, knelt down and bowed, and said hoarsely: "Sinner woman Qiu Ju, meet His Royal Highness the Nine." ”

"Qiu Ju? Tears? Are you the princess's maid Qiu Ju? Li Luo and Yan asked.

The woman's eyes were hot, two lines of cloudy tears slipped down, and she sobbed: "His Royal Highness the Ninth still remembers the name of the sinner. ”

Li Luo took a step forward, helped Qiu Ju up, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?" ”

The woman trembled and wept silently, and if it weren't for Li Luo's support, it would have been difficult to stand, and she wanted to speak, but she couldn't say a word.

Tears fell one after another like a curtain of broken threads, swept across Li Luo's arms, wet his clothes, and fell into the grass, and many of them flowed into Qiu Ju's mouth.

Li Luo sighed, and Bing Xinjue slowly crossed over, and then gradually calmed down Qiu Ju's mood.

Qiu Ju replied intermittently: "Your Highness the Nine, blame the slaves and maids, blame the slaves and maids, if it weren't for the slaves and maids who didn't take care of them, how could Her Royal Highness the princess be so young, just ......" The words were not finished, but they cried bitterly.

"I don't blame you, people are born, old, sick and die, the moon is cloudy and sunny, no matter how we think, we can't go against the sky, Qiu Ju, Princess Funing loved you the most back then, you will definitely not disappoint the princess, but there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, even if it is the Nanwang Mansion, there is nothing to be done, I can't complain about you." Li Luo Wen said widely.

Qiu Ju seemed to have removed the big stone in her heart, grabbed Li Luo with her backhand, and looked at Li Luo's eyes fixedly, but her eyes were already a little distracted.

muttered to himself: "That year, the slaves and maids entered the Song family with the princess, and the slaves and maids did not know the benefits, and when they saw the excitement outside the house, they begged the princess all day long.

In the end, in the end, Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was cold and snotty, was already weak and did not look like her, and the slaves and maids did not see the palace return, so Her Royal Highness the Princess was still ......worried, "Speaking of this, it is no longer sustainable, and even breathing is extremely difficult."

Li Luo sighed and said softly: "Don't blame yourself......"

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by Qiu Ju, who cried and shouted: "How can the slave and maid not blame themselves, it is all the fault of the slave and maid, Her Royal Highness the princess is all harmed by the slave and maid, and in the end, Her Royal Highness the princess is still worried that she is gone, what should the slave and maid do alone." ”

Li Luo's heart hurt, Princess Funing was already kind-hearted, why did she marry her away from home in the first place.

Li Luo inexplicably felt a sense of resentment in his chest, and it was difficult to relieve it, so he asked, "Have you been in Nanwangfu all these years?" ”

"The slave maid stays here to guard the tomb of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Li Luo's eyes were cold, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Song Yayu, and said lightly: "Lord Wang." ”

Song Yayu glanced at Qiu Ju and said with a wry smile: "This king is by no means such a ruthless person, when Funing passed away, Qiu Ju wanted to guard the tomb for Funing, no matter how the king persuaded her, she didn't listen, insisted on coming, the general was right, Qiu Ju said that it was her fault, in fact, it was the king's fault, hey, creation makes people." ”

Qiu Ju continued in a low voice: "Your Highness the Nine, what has nothing to do with the prince is the stubbornness of the slave and maid, the prince treats the princess very well, and treats the slave and maid well." ”

Li Luo looked at Qiu Ju quietly and did not respond.

Song Yayu sighed and said, "Stubborn? How can this be regarded as stubborn, so affectionate, Funing has you as the blessing of my Song family. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Song family was shocked, and they really didn't want this ruined woman to be praised by Song Yayu like this.

Li Luo looked at Qiu Ju and said softly: "You go back with me, you have suffered so much over the years, it should be enough, go back and reunite with your family." ”

As soon as Li Luo said a word, everyone in the Song Mansion looked at Qiu Ju, Qiu Ju let go of the hand that grabbed Li Luo, and took a step back gently.

He whispered: "When Her Royal Highness the princess is here, the princess is the home of the slave and maid, the princess is gone, this is the home of the slave and the maid, and the slave and maid must stay with the princess in life and death. ”

Li Luo looked at Qiu Ju blankly, such a crumbling woman, whispering like this, but with all kinds of determination, maybe from the day Princess Funing died, Qiu Ju's heart also died together.

Qiu Ju slowly retreated a few steps, knelt on the ground respectfully, bowed to Li Luosan, and bowed to Song Yayu again, got up gently, and staggered into the mausoleum.

From a distance, under the branches on the side of the mausoleum, there is a wooden house, which is very small, and the small one seems to be a pile of thatch gathered under the tree, which is the place where Qiu Ju lives. (To be continued.) )