During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Under the continuous rain and paving, the streets are very quiet, and there are not many pedestrians on the road, but the suburbs are more lively, and there are not many vehicles coming and going.

Although Fengcheng is located in a relatively remote area, it is also very prosperous because of its beautiful scenery and spring all year round.

The carriage gurgled along the road, unhurriedly making a long, continuous trail of carriage, but soon it was covered with rain and other marks.

The surrounding scenery is picturesque, and the rain scene in spring is also a beautiful scenery.

It's a pity that in such a person's day, no one is in the mood to appreciate it.

The carriage swayed, but it was very smooth in the carriage.

Murong Qiufeng propped his chin and looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze, his eyes were too little focused, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his lips straightened, showing that he was in a bad mood.

Worship ancestors and sweep the tomb, this is the first time he has participated, although the family is no longer an official family, but these rituals are not costly.

When he was a child, because of his body, these have always been exempted, and then he went to the Fairy Sword Gate, and he didn't participate, and now he received a notice from his parents, his mood is really complicated, he actually rejects this kind of etiquette, because it feels like he is unraveling a scar that has not healed, forcing him to face the lost life again.

With a heavy shoulder, his back warmed slightly, and a deep and nice voice sounded with concern, "If you really don't want to go, don't go, father's side, I'll come." ”

Murong Qiufeng turned his head, looked at the worry on the man's face, felt the warmth on the palm of the hand touching his cheek, couldn't help but grab the hand, rubbed it gently, and didn't mind the rough calluses on the palm of the hand that made the skin hurt a little, "No need, it's just that I am inevitably a little uncomfortable in my heart, and I always feel that this is just disturbing the peace of the deceased." ”

His eyes were a little moist, and he looked down at a small cradle in the carriage that was as soft as a small bed, and the child in the pink carved stone was sleeping soundly, but he did not know that he was about to meet his mother, whom he would meet in the future.

This is also the reason why Murong Qiufeng is a little resistant to worshipping his ancestors, last year, a new white tomb was added there, and he still can't completely forget the pain of death.

Touching the soft face of the child in the cradle lovingly, Nian'er, I'm about to see your mother, do you miss your mother.

After walking for a long time, in the afternoon, the carriage finally arrived at Hayama.

Yushan is a natural feng shui treasure land, people who can choose a cemetery here, many officials and nobles, the ancestors of the Murong family were originally buried here, but later the Murong family was defeated, and later forced to migrate to a desolate place in the countryside.

There were already several carriages at the foot of the mountain, as well as many horses, and many guards guarded by the carriages.

Shangguan Ye came down first with Murong Nian, who had just turned one year old, and handed it to the maid who came over, and then stroked Murong Qiufeng down, maybe because of the weather, or maybe because he was depressed these days, his health was a little bad, and he just had a cold, if he didn't insist on coming, he would definitely not allow him to come out to blow the wind in such weather.

Since he almost abandoned himself on Wudang Mountain and injured the inner mansion, and then because of Murong Qiuyun's death, he was haunted by the death of Murong Qiuyun, which caused his body to fall ill.

Although he has been raised a little well this year, he has always been unable to relieve his depressed mood, no matter what method Shangguan Ye uses, he can only let time kill these in the end.

The two of them came down, and immediately attracted the attention of many people, after all, most of the people who came here were dragged by the family to gather, and there were few who were alone, not to mention that the appearance of these two people was extremely conspicuous, and their temperament was also extraordinary, although most of the people who came here were children of noble families, but there were still very few of them with such momentum and temperament, not to mention the two of them.

The most important thing is that the four guards guarding the two of them just glance made those guards jealous, and they felt that those expressionless guards seemed to be fierce generals who saw blood.

There is also the child who was held by the maid, it seems that he is very small, should be less than one or two years old, such a small baby, generally not brought to this kind of place, because they are afraid that the baby will provoke something.

Murong Qiufeng also knew that it was inappropriate to bring the baby with him, but he wanted his sister to see the child so that she could feel at ease.

Because I have done it before, the mountain road is not difficult to walk, and the stairs above are wide and large, and it is very smooth.

Murong Qiufeng was holding the child, Shangguan Ye was domineering around his waist with one hand, almost enclosing their father and son in his arms, holding a large wooden umbrella in one hand, walking up carefully step by step, and the little maid held the umbrella and walked behind with a wooden basket.

Along the way, many people who saw them cast curious glances at them, such two men with outstanding appearance and extraordinary momentum, walking in the rain with their children in their arms, no matter how they looked at them, they couldn't guess whose children they were.

On top of that, the two men seem to be too intimate to make people think about it unconsciously.

Since the matter of King Ye and Princess Ye was made public, it has led to a wave of male trends, and it is no longer a strange thing for men and women to fall in love, although it is not enough to be able to talk openly on the table, but it is not as resistant as before, some families are also very open-minded, and if they are sincere and can afford themselves in the future, there will be no absolute obstruction.

However, the pair that can be recognized by the whole world above board is estimated to be only King Ye and Princess Ye, but unfortunately this couple, I heard that after the war, King Ye took Princess Ye out to play in the mountains and rivers, and there has been no news for a year, and no one knows where they are.

The cemetery of the Murong family, on the third floor, both of them have a foundation in martial arts, and the hundred steps are nothing to them, and the breath is not a little chaotic, but the little maid behind them, her face is red, and she is out of breath.

The second elder Murong and a maid and an old housekeeper were already in the cemetery, waiting for them to come.

"Dad, mother." Seeing the second elder who was standing in front of a stone tablet with pain, Murong Qiufeng glanced at the tombstone, and his heart twitched, and there was also a faint pain.

The new monument has been stained with dust for a year, some of which are yellow, but the handwriting on it is still bright as a heart, but it is a pain in people's hearts.

Mrs. Murong was wiping her tears, and when she heard the voice, she looked over, and when she saw the two of them, her eyes were soft, and she nodded lovingly, she couldn't hide her sadness, but when she saw the baby in Murong Qiufeng's arms, her face was happy, and then she changed greatly, and hurriedly walked over, "Feng'er, why did you bring Nian'er here, you child." ”

"Mother." Murong Qiufeng reported the child by her mother, and said softly, "I want my sister to see Nian'er, it's been a year, she must be very lonely." ”

Mrs. Murong's hands that originally patted the baby stiffened, and then tears fell into her eyes, "Poor Nian'er, my poor Yun'er." ”

"Okay, don't scare the kids." Murong Xing walked over and looked at the little grandson, with pain and love in his eyes, the second elder seemed to be a lot older after this incident.

"Father, mother." Shangguan Ye also shouted in a deep voice.

Murong Xing looked up at him, seeing the intimacy between the two, with relief and love in his eyes, "Ye, I have worked hard for you, but fortunately you take care of them." ”

"It should."

After a few simple polite words, he began to worship his ancestors, which lasted less than half an hour.

Before leaving, Murong Qiufeng hugged Murong Nian, gently squatted in front of Murong Qiuyun's tombstone, took Murong Nian's hand, and gently touched the tombstone, with a little sadness in his eyes, "Yun'er, Nian'er I will take good care of him, and I will definitely let him have a safe and happy life, you don't have to worry, Nian'er, say a word to your mother." ”

The baby in his arms grabbed Murong Qiufeng's finger and rubbed it on the slightly cool tombstone with water droplets, as if he had found a new toy, laughing and screaming.

The second elder watched from the side, and the corners of his eyes moistened.

Shangguan Ye stepped forward, gently picked up the person, and said comfortingly, "Let's go." ”

They didn't go back to Fengcheng, but returned to their place with the second elder, they originally wanted to take the second elder to Fengcheng, but unfortunately the second elder said that he was used to living there and didn't want to move, so he gave up.

The carriage departed slowly, but they did not know that after they left, at the foot of the mountain, a man got out of a carriage that had been waiting for a long time.

The man watched them leave, and then instructed the people around him a few words, then he held an umbrella alone, carried two jars of wine, and slowly went up the stairs, standing on the top in front of Murong Qiuyun's tombstone, looking at the bright red name, the corners of his eyes tingled, and his eyes were moist.

Wash away the dust with grapefruit leaves, as if it also washed away today's depressed mood.

Wearing only obscene clothes, Murong Qiufeng was standing at the desk and writing something with a pen.

Shangguan Ye pushed the door in, frowned slightly, then walked to the cabinet, took out a cloak, walked behind him, draped it on him, and took the person into his arms, his chin lightly rested on his shoulder, "What are you writing, don't go to bed and rest earlier." ”

Murong Qiufeng took the pen, tilted his head slightly, and looked at him, "How is Nian'er?" ”

"I was carried by my mother, don't worry, this little guy is very good, but you, still so careless, it's raining outside." Shangguan Ye said, biting his jaw with some dissatisfaction, pulling the cloak to wrap him tightly, glancing at the paper on the table, frowning, "Gift list?" What are you doing with this? ”

"Next month is the marriage of Xiaoyou and Brother Yun, so you have to prepare well."

"The affairs of those two people keep those two busy, what are you involved in." Shangguan Ye's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he took off the pen in his hand dissatisfied, and secretly scolded those two guys in his heart.

Murong Qiufeng looked at him helplessly, "Anyway, I have nothing to do, besides, I promised Brother Yun before that if he gets married, I will help him host the wedding." ”

Shangguan Ye was helpless, in fact, he also knew the thoughts of those two guys, he just wanted to find an opportunity to divert Feng's attention and make him feel better, so he didn't plan to object, but, "Even so, there is no need to be in such a hurry, there is still more time, besides, you are not alone." ”

"I know, but ......"

"Alright, we'll do that later, and now, we have other tasks to complete." Shangguan Ye turned him around and said with a smile, with a bit of ill-intentioned ambiguity.

Murong Qiufeng's mind has been on Murong Nian recently, and he has been a little dull to Shangguan Ye, and he didn't notice the hint for a while, and said in confusion, "What task." ”

Shangguan Ye grinned, "Of course, feed me." As he spoke, he couldn't help but say it, and directly picked him up horizontally, strode to the bed, and then pressed it on, and turned off the lights.

"Hmm, don't, first, wait first......" Murong Qiufeng said intermittently, dodging the domineering kiss.

The night of spring love is infinite, lingering, and I don't get up until three poles in the morning.

When I was in Maple Leaf Villa, the people were all good and used to it, but here, they hadn't met it yet, so the maid who came to clean up the room in the morning was dry for most of the day.

And Murong Qiufeng was also depressed for most of the day, facing the ambiguous eyes of his subordinates, he didn't have the face to stay longer, after lunch, and after chatting with his parents for a while, he took the child back to Fengcheng.

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Haha, I slept all day today, and I'm in a really good mood.