Destiny Concubine

Chapter 445
That night.

Meng Qinghuan wore a white fox fur cape and walked on the quiet street.

Yun Chang, who was following her, looked up at the dark sky. Occasionally, the north wind passed by with a basket in her hand, and she lifted a corner of the basket to reveal the incense candles and paper money inside.

"Girl, it looks like it's going to snow today, we can't delay for too long." Yun Shang whispered to the people beside her.

Meng Qinghuan hummed lightly and nodded.

Today is the first seven people who were burnt to death in Yufu, she just wanted to pay homage to them.

But she didn't want Changlan and Ye Junli to know, so she could only sneak out with Yunshang and come to pay homage.

Bypassing a street, he came to the burnt ruins of Yu Mansion. The sundries here had been cleared away, leaving only the black scorched earth telling the misery of that day.

Meng Qinghuan stood on top of the ruins. The Jingyue Tower where she used to live, the Jingxin Garden where she often went, and the garden pavilions have all disappeared now.

In the past, the flowers were blooming like brocades, but today they turned into a handful of loess, dissipating with the wind!In this life, what exactly is one seeking?
Time is but a hundred years, life and death are but a moment!
Meng Qinghuan sighed quietly, she lowered her head, took the incense candle paper money in Yunshang's hand, and the two began to worship on the ruins.

The north wind was as strong as the miserable cries of the undead, resounding through the ruins.

"Are you going to blame me?" Meng Qinghuan squatted on the ground, sprinkled the paper money into the brazier, and saw the flames flying like the fury of the dead.

Meng Qinghuan murmured in a low voice: "You must blame me, but unfortunately I can't see you right now!"

If possible, she really wanted to see those souls who died unjustly, and wanted to tell them that she would avenge them!

Meng Qinghuan was thinking, when a sad voice suddenly came from behind: "Xiao Jiu."

She froze, and the paper money in her hand suddenly drifted away with the wind, turning into flying snow and scattered around.Meng Qinghuan got up, and before she could turn around, she fell into that long-lost embrace. It was still cold, but Meng Qinghuan's heart was so warm!

Ye Junli hugged her tightly, the clothes of the two of them were intertwined and intertwined in the north wind, a few snowflakes suddenly fell from the air, and scattered around them.

"Ye Junli..." Meng Qinghuan's soft sobs came from Ye Junli's arms.

Ye Junli hugged her even tighter, and said in a sad voice: "All this has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself, I will wash their grievances for them!"

Hearing these words, Meng Qinghuan couldn't hold back anymore, she burst into tears suddenly, this fate was too cruel and terrifying, she didn't know how she was going to go on?
She is really tired!

"Xiao Jiu!" Hearing her sad cry, Ye Junli felt a dull pain in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly, his eyes full of pain and love.

The surrounding snow was falling more and more heavily, they hugged each other so tightly, but none of their souls came out to meet them.

Meng Qinghuan gradually became aware of the abnormality. She regained her senses from her grief and looked up at the surroundings. She said in a surprised voice, "Ye Junli, why didn't the ghost appear? Have they all left?"

Ye Junli looked around, his bewitching eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice, "Maybe the wronged souls here have been taken away."

Meng Qinghuan subconsciously thought of someone, and blurted out: "Mei Yue?"

Ye Junli nodded, and replied: "The last time Meiyue attacked the National Teacher's Mansion, Meiyue used those evil spirits. Lingxu said that Meiyue knows the art of soul control, so the undead here may have fallen Into the hands of Meiyue!"

(End of this chapter)