Chapter 20: The Ceremony of Worshipping Heaven 1

Su Shiyuan nodded with satisfaction, but still corrected: "Don't call me Uncle Su, just call me grandfather or grandfather." ”

"Yes, grandfather." Su Wan'er got up and saluted him.

"Well, you go down and rest first! Tomorrow accompany your grandmother to visit Su Mansion and spend more time with her. Su Shiyuan waved his hand a little tiredly.

Su Wan'er saluted and withdrew, and when she came to the door, she glanced at the figure who was sighing at the ancestors and ancestors, and smiled bitterly.

Su Wan'er returned to the courtyard arranged for her by Su Muyuan, she sat alone on the steps of the courtyard, looking up at the stars in the sky, but she began to miss Yuanliang, although they had only been separated for less than a day.

I don't know, what's going on on the side of Gubei Mountain, she was seriously injured in the battle with the people fighting for the anti-fairy grass and fell into the mortal world, the moment she opened her eyes in the mortal world, what she saw was him, just like back then, how could she not love him? But they'll meet soon.

"Miss, it's late at night, and I have to go to the old lady's tomorrow morning to say goodbye." A meek-looking maidservant came up and whispered, and draped her cloak over her.

Su Wan'er glanced back at her, "What's your name?" ”

"Miss Hui, the slave's name is Mei Hai." Mei Hai lowered her head and replied in a low voice, not knowing what the temperament of the young lady who came back this time, so she could only wait carefully.

Su Wan'er stood up and raised her lips and smiled, patted the dust on her body and turned back to the house, "Let's go, go to sleep." ”

"Yes." Mei Hai couldn't help but smile and followed her in and waited for her to sleep.

To be honest, Su Wan'er is really not used to having someone to serve her in everything, but she has to get used to it, doesn't she? Because her identity is the eldest granddaughter of Su Fu.

At this time, in the hall of the National Teacher, Yuan Liang sat on the couch and listened to Xiao Shami's whisper about everything that happened in the capital, including the return of the granddaughter of the governor of Su, hearing this, the corners of Yuan Liang's lips rose slightly, and waved his hand to signal him to retreat.

The silent night was silent, Yuan Liang sat alone in the empty hall, his black and white eyes looked ahead, and then got up and walked slowly to the window to look into the distance, holding the Buddha beads in his hand one by one and slowly sliding.

Everything seems to be in plan......

Soon, Yuan Liang began to preside over the funeral of the national teacher, and on the day of the funeral, the white sails flew over, and the dark paper was sprinkled all over the sky, fluttering and falling with the wind. There are many people kneeling along the street wearing pickaxes, at the front of the funeral procession, is a plain clothes of Yuan Liang, followed by the accompanying teacher, and then there is the monk who has attained the Tao, they push a golden Buddha statue in the middle, and then the coffin of the old national teacher, the coffin is followed by many funeral people and many funeral goods, along the road many officials set up altars to worship, the pomp is comparable to the funeral of the emperor.

And Su Wan'er stood in a corner with her whole body and looked at the person she had missed for a long time, her eyes were full of tenderness, and Mei Hai was cautious behind her to protect her.

What Su Wan'er didn't know was that when she was looking at others, there were also others looking at her.

On the second floor of a tavern, Ye Chonghua frowned and looked at the lightly veiled woman standing in a corner, and ordered the person behind him, "Go and check that person." ”

"Yes." The guard bowed and withdrew.

After sitting for a while, I saw Ye Chonghua pick up the wine glass, slowly walked to the window, looked down at the extremely long line below, glanced all the way, and finally stopped at the person at the front of the team, a haze flashed in his eyes, and his thin lips pursed lightly.