Since Mrs. Shen's suicide, Shen Zishan seems to have suddenly changed his sex, and he has completely lost his original behavior towards Yimei. Although Cheng Jun's health is getting worse and worse, there is no big problem under Yimei's care. It's just that Cheng Jun's dislike for his father can't heal after all, and it's not time to have an attack yet. In this way, everyone passed half a year without incident, and came to the deep winter wax moon when the plum and snow flew together. Yimei's sixteenth birthday is also approaching day by day.

This winter, like the one three years ago, there has been no snow yet. The red plum trees in the garden only pulled out a few small buds, but they never opened. Therefore, such a winter, which is only puffed by the north wind, inevitably seems a little lonely.

Unlike previous years, Yimei no longer likes to arrange Cheng Jun to sit under the porch every day, and go to the plum tree to pick up plum petals by herself, but runs outside the house every day, and comes back every day until it is almost dark. Even though Cheng Jun was worried about Yimei, he didn't want to mention it to him, just let him recuperate with peace of mind. In fact, Yimei goes out every day to find out where her parents were buried. However, after asking for many days, there is still no clue, and it seems that everyone is still wary of the abolished prince and the people involved. As a last resort, Yi Mei had no choice but to beg Shen Zishan, but Shen Zishan may have been a thief and refused to tell her where Murong Wei's grave was, and warned Yi Mei not to look for it, otherwise she might be killed. Yi Mei reluctantly exited the study and didn't take two steps, and Uncle Liu, who used to be a housekeeper in Murong Mansion and now managed accounts in Shen Mansion, followed, "Miss Yi Mei, are you looking for Master Murong's grave?" Yi Mei turned around and found that it was he who couldn't help but say sadly: "My parents left unjustly, not only can I not seek innocence for them, but I can't even sweep their graves and do their filial piety." ”

"Miss, don't be sad and old, know where Master Murong and Mrs. Murong are buried. ”

Yimei's eyes almost lit up, "Really, then please take me with Uncle Liu!"

"Don't worry, even if you want to go, it's not today's business, you prepare first, prepare to find a reason to go far away, and I'll accompany Miss the day after tomorrow." "Uncle Liu has always been cautious and cautious.

That day, Yimei went out with Uncle Liu under the pretext of visiting a famous doctor who could cure Cheng Jun. The two of them hired a carriage and ran directly out of the city, and neither of them spoke along the way. Yimei tightly put the worship items in her arms, as if she was holding her father and mother. The carriage ran through the bustling streets, out of the city gates, and after passing a long, flat road, it turned into a long, narrow path and began to bumble. Uncle Liu told Yimei to be careful at this time, and Yimei remembered to ask how far it was to arrive.

"It's not far away, please sit down. Uncle Liu knew that Yimei was in a hurry, so he urged the groom to speed up.

After about two hours of going out, the carriage finally stopped. Yimei moved her neck in the carriage and stretched her legs, which were already numb, and then Uncle Liu lifted the curtain and said, "It's here, please come down." ”

When Yimei got out of the car, she was greeted by a small village surrounded by mountains. Although there are only a few households in this village, they are also chickens and dogs, smelling the smoke of cooking, and several old people sitting under the big locust tree at the head of the village smoking dry tobacco greeted Uncle Liu familiarly. Even though Yimei was curious, she couldn't bear it, and it wasn't until she crossed the village and came to the foot of a mountain that Uncle Liu explained to herself: "I come here every six months to see my master, so they all know me." ”

"Oh. Yimei replied casually, and her eyes began to stare at the mountain in front of her. Uncle Liu also saw her thoughts, so he continued: "The tomb of the lord and the lady is in the middle of the mountain, we will definitely not be able to go back after going up to worship and come down, we can only rest in the village for the night and leave tomorrow." ”

"Okay, listen to Uncle Liu. After Yimei finished speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and exhaled, and was about to go up the mountain.

Uncle Liu was embarrassed and even frightened and moved by Yimei's politeness to him, "Miss calls the old slave like this, I really can't afford it." ”

Yimei didn't even look back, "What can't you afford, I used to call you like this, and now I am no longer the eldest lady of the Murong family." She knew that Uncle Liu must have something else to say, so she asked him to stop talking before he could speak, and it was important to hurry up the mountain. Yimei never and does not want to waste her energy on such useless nonsense.

After another difficult trek, on a slope on the mountainside, Yimei finally saw the graves of her parents. In fact, it was not a tomb at all, it was just a small mound with a cracked wooden plank in front of it, with a few words written on it, and the mound was overgrown with weeds that had withered and yellowed. The cracked planks looked so lonely and sad among the dead trees and fallen leaves on the ground. Yimei thought of her father sleeping in this cold land, and couldn't help but cry like a fountain of tears, and shouted "Dad!" and knelt down. Uncle Liu said silently while weeding: "The old man died a miserable death, he was beheaded in the city, and no one dared to collect the corpse at that time, or I secretly invited a mountain hunter to sweep the grass and bury it here in the middle of the night." Speaking of this, he looked a little indignant, "In vain, the old man called Lord Shen a brother and brother before his death, and he also married the young lady to his son-in-law, and when the old man had an accident, he turned a blind eye and swaggered into the Murong Mansion, really knowing the face and not knowing the heart!" At this time, Yimei had already set up the sacrifices, lit incense and candles, put her hands together and kowtowed three times, and said: "My daughter is not filial, I didn't come to see my father until today, and you can't wash away your grievances for your old man." But please father, I will definitely avenge you and let Shen Zishan pay for his blood debt!"

Hearing the words "let Shen Zishan pay for his blood debts and blood", Uncle Liu was obviously shocked, threw down the grass in his hand, came to Yi Mei, and asked anxiously: "What do you say, why do you want Shen Zishan to pay for blood debts?" Yi Mei smiled coldly and turned her head to look at Uncle Liu, "Do you think he is just protecting himself?" and then told Uncle Liu about the smile of Shen Zishan he saw that day and what Mrs. Shen overheard.

After listening to Yimei's words, Uncle Liu couldn't help crying, knelt down in front of the grave, and was annoyed that he had a bad conscience for being a cow and a horse for his enemies in the past few years.

Yimei had already wiped away her tears, stood up, looked at his trembling back, and asked, "Uncle Liu, how did our Murong family treat you in the past?"

"The old man has a life-saving grace for the old slave, and the old slave can't repay one of them if he dies. ”

"That's good, then please ask Uncle Liu to help me, and I can be regarded as you repaying my father's kindness to you. ”

Uncle Liu sobered up a lot, straightened his waist hard, wiped the tears on his cheeks with his sleeve, and asked, "What is Miss going to do?"

"I want revenge, I want Shen Zishan's life!" Yimei's voice was as firm as her gaze and her expression was her heart.