"Uncle, please!"

The back door of the Lu Mansion was opened, and the family led Ye Heng out of the door, and then pointed to a small path, the path was winding, but there was a pavilion connected to it.

Jia Ding smiled at Ye Heng: "After that pavilion, it is the mausoleum of the second lady, uncle, you see ......."

"Oh!"

Ye Heng waved his hand and said, "I'll go over by myself, you can go on your own!" ”

"Okay!"

The family handed the basket containing the sacrifice in his hand to Ye Heng, and went back by himself.

Ye Heng followed the path to the pavilion, and sure enough, he saw a tomb, and when he approached, Ye Heng placed the offerings and knelt down against the tomb, only to see that on the tombstone, the words 'Tomb of the Xianci Lu Clan' were written.

doesn't even have a name, which shows that Lu Shangluo's mother is not very good.

However, Ye Heng didn't dare to think like this in front of the dead, he was quite religious, kneeling down and saying to the tombstone: "Boy Ye Heng, come to worship in the snow, I hope that Mrs. will forgive the boy for being presumptuous......"

Out of the side door, the car is familiar to the pavilion, Lu Shangluo did not rest, turning the corner in front of him is his mother's grave, every time she comes here, the melancholy in her heart will be a little heavier, this time is no exception,

The sun also appeared in the morning, and the snow stopped, but at this time, it was raining all over the sky, and the sun had already been covered by dark clouds.

At this time, she suddenly heard the voice of a man speaking.

"Boy Ye Heng, Mrs. doesn't know either, uh...... This time to worship, it was a bit abrupt! ”

"Bring some refreshments here, oh, and this. Kid will click on ...... later"

"To be honest, this time the kid came to worship Madame, and he still felt a little guilty in his heart, because ......"

"Ha, don't be angry, madam, the kid came here to hide from someone. That's your daughter......"

Call......

The cold wind suddenly howled, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes, Ye Heng was holding a fire fold in his hand, and as soon as the cold wind blew it, he threw it out casually, and when the cold wind passed, the fire fold was gone.

Ye Heng became distressed, he looked around, but he couldn't find it after all. He sighed, turned back to the tombstone and bowed and said, "Please wait a moment, madam, the boy will find another fire breaker!" ”

Before he could straighten up, he heard a woman's voice ask, "Why do you come to someone's mother and mother instead of seeing people?" ”

Ye Heng was startled, the sky was a little dark at that time, and there was no one around, could it be that it was haunted?

So Ye Heng didn't dare to straighten his waist. I thought it was the person inside the tombstone who was asking!

Although Ye Heng doesn't believe in ghosts, but in this world. Many things are inherently difficult to explain, such as...... He himself inexplicably arrived in ancient times, and this matter is very bizarre!

But Ye Heng was not very afraid, and still said in a respectful tone: "It's not that the kid doesn't want to see him, it's just that he ...... There is a saying that it is better to see each other than not to see, many things. Many people, after all, have a time to meet, and now ...... Even if they meet, it is estimated that everyone will only look very embarrassed! ”

"You have a point!"

The voice replied again, and Ye Heng heard it clearly this time.

The sound did not come from inside the tomb. He breathed a sigh of relief! And this woman's voice is ethereal and tactful, and she is clearly a very young woman!

The young woman is here again......

Ye Heng instantly understood, and when he turned around, he saw that in the cold wind and snow, a girl was wearing a plain cloth skirt and staring at him with big eyes.

The dignified daughter of Lu Xianggong is not wearing a fur fur, nor silk and satin, but very ordinary clothes, her long hair hangs down to her waist, and her face looks a little white, her appearance looks a little similar to Lu Yijian, but there are also big differences, it is estimated that there are more with her mother's appearance.

Beautiful, generous, but mixed with some melancholy, this is Lu Shangshen?

Ye Heng was stunned, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It wasn't until Lu Shang moved his hand and handed over the fire fold that Ye Heng reacted, and then took the fire fold and prepared to light the fire and burn incense!

But the wind was too strong and the fire couldn't burn, and Ye Heng didn't know whether he was frozen or nervous, so he was busy for a while, but he didn't succeed.

Lu Shangluo happened to walk over, she squatted opposite Ye Heng, the two of them surrounded the fire fold together, and finally lit the incense, Ye Heng smiled, and when he looked up, the two faces were together.

Lu Shangshui immediately turned his head shyly, and Ye Heng was also a little speechless, he had to find a place to insert the incense, and then looked at Lu Shangzhuo's back and said, "Just now, those words just now...... The kid is talking and playing! ”

"What?"

Lu Shangluo remembered and asked, "That means you don't want to see me?" Well, actually, the slave family is the same as the childe, but I can't think of ......"

When he first heard Ye Heng say that he didn't want to see him, Lu Shangluo was naturally a little angry, but when he saw Ye Heng worshiping his mother, he spoke very respectfully, so she didn't get angry, and now that she thinks about it, isn't she herself the same as Ye Heng, who came here to escape?

So Lu Shangluo laughed, but when she laughed, she also frowned, and the bloom of her smile was just that moment, and then she put away her smile and looked back at her mother's grave.

There, it was not only her mother who was buried, but also the regrets of her life!

It is also the knot of her life!

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, Lu Shangluo was holding her mother's tombstone, Ye Heng was watching from the side, and neither of them continued to talk.

Except for silence, or silence.

Gradually, Lu Shangluo found that this man could actually accompany him, so lonely, she was going to say something, but at this time she closed her lips tightly, she wanted to see how long this man could be silent with her.

It wasn't very long, until it was getting late, the cold wind and snow blew out the lit incense and the lamp in front of the grave, and the birds in the distance in the cold winter season called a few times, and when it seemed a little desolate, Ye Heng suddenly sighed, and then read: "Count the hoops." and reported Fang Ficher. Cherish the spring and fold the remnants of red. The rain is light and windy, and the plum is green. Yongfeng willow, no one flies the snow all day long. ”

Reading is a poem, this poem is the work of Zhang Xian, a lyricist in this era, but Ye Heng remembered that Zhang Xian was also in the capital at this time, he seemed to be the Jinshi in this year, and his poem had not yet been written, and he saw the loneliness that was difficult for others to understand and elusive on Lu Shangluo's body, so he read it out.

Halfway through the reading, Lu Shangyuan looked at Ye Heng, but he was a little stupid.

"Cherish the spring and fold the residual red...... No one is flying all day long! ”

What about the back?

Lu Shangluo thought stupidly, what is the next word? (To be continued......)