The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 173 Empty Tomb, Do You Like To Hold Me?

Qing Moyan took Ru Xiaonan out of the city at night.

The winter night was cold and windy, so Ru Xiaonan had to hide her whole head in her clothes.

She didn't know how long Qing Moyan's horse had been running, but she felt the wind in her ears lessened, so she stretched out her head.

In the barren mountains, only the north wind blows over the top of the head, making a sharp whistle among the branches.

Qing Moyan abandoned her horse at the foot of the mountain and stopped halfway up the mountain.

"Chirp?" Ru Xiaonan called out to him a few times.

Is that right here?
Qing Moyan untied her thick cloak, and Ru Xiaonan jumped to the ground.

When the wind blew, she shivered.

Fortunately, there is a layer of fur on the body, otherwise it would be really cold.

Qing Moyan walked forward stepping on dead branches, while taking out a fire bag from her bosom.

Ru Xiaonan followed closely behind him.

A tombstone is faintly exposed among the dead trees. It looks like it has been around for a long time, and it is almost covered by the branches growing nearby.

Qing Moyan drew out her sword and slashed for a while before continuing to move forward.

Ru Xiaonan squatted on the ground, watching Qing Moyan squat down in front of the tombstone, brushing off the floating dirt with her hands.

With the light of the Huozhezi, one can vaguely see the writing on the tombstone: Qinghou Mansion, Zheng Wife, Tomb of Anonymous.

Ru Xiaonan couldn't understand what was written on it, but felt that Qing Moyan's complexion was not very good, and there were bursts of hostility all over her body.

"Hawk?" She raised her little furry head, making an inquiring cry.

"That's right, it's here." Qing Moyan whispered.

But what happened to the words "Anonymous" on the tombstone?

Why did his biological mother not even leave a surname, and was buried in this kind of place, as if... shameful.

Qing Moyan squatted there staring at the tombstone, as if she wanted to see through it.

Why?Obviously his biological mother was the official wife of the Hou Mansion, but she would die so silently that even the ancestral hall in the mansion never had her memorial tablet.

He clasped the tombstone tightly, and unknowingly exerted force with his hands, breaking a corner of the rotten tombstone.

"Chirp!" Suddenly there was an urgent cry from the fragrant fox.

Qing Moyan lowered her head, the big wet eyes of the little thing were reflected in her black and white pupils.

He reached out and touched its head, "Don't worry... I'm fine."

He had too many questions, he didn't even find out why he was poisoned by the poison in his body in the first place, what if he fell into a slump because of this.

"Chirp!" The little sweet raccoon kept yelling, pointing at the tombstone with her little paw, and shaking her head vigorously.

Qing Moyan frowned slightly, he didn't understand what it wanted to express.

"Change back." He ordered.

The hair on the back of Shannon's neck stood up instantly.

What has changed, I don't even have a piece of clothing, this night is dark and windy...

"Chirp!" Ru Xiaonan screamed even louder.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Qing Moyan seemed a little impatient, he directly lifted her by the back of the neck and put her into his arms, then tightened the thick cloak behind him, wrapping her around his chest.

"You can change back now." Qing Moyan ordered.

The black beaver was completely dumbfounded.

This way... If she changes back, wouldn't it be...

"Hurry up!" Qing Moyan urged.

Gritting her teeth, Ru Xiaonan stimulated the heat flow in her body.

Qing Moyan felt a sudden sinking in her arms, and quickly hugged her tightly.

Soft, smooth skin feels great.

"Tell me, what's going on." Qing Moyan pulled the thick cloak to cover her bare shoulders.

"This tomb is empty!" The crisp child's voice sounded.

Qing Moyan was startled, "It's empty? How do you know!"

"Because I can see the aura of death." Ru Xiaonan said seriously, "Where the dead are buried, there will be aura of death around, but there is none here, it is clean."

Seeing Qing Moyan's disbelief, Ru Xiaonan stretched out her hands from the thick cloak, pinched her hands, then put her arms around his neck, and licked his eyes with her small tongue.

Qing Moyan blinked her eyes.

"Look over there." Ru Xiaonan pointed to one side, "There is death there, so there must be graves or dead people buried there..."

Before she finished speaking, Qing Moyan strode over.

Sure enough, hidden in the withered grass, a corner of half of the tombstone was exposed.

"It's also there." Ru Xiaonan pointed out several places in succession, all of them had dead places, and there were deserted tombs.

Qing Moyan walked back to his biological mother's tombstone, where he saw nothing.

empty?

Qing Moyan untied the belt of the cloak, wrapped it all around Ru Xiaonan's body, then found a clean place, and put her there.

"Qing Moyan, what are you going to do?"

"Dig it out." Qing Moyan pulled out the dagger from her waist, squatted down, and actually began to dig up the dirt.

Ru Xiaonan knew that no matter how she tried to dissuade her at this time, it would be useless, and Qing Moyan would only believe it if she saw it with her own eyes.

Qing Moyan lowered her head and dug for an entire hour, finally dug a big hole in the grave, revealing the coffin inside.

Because it was too old, the coffin was cheap, and it was already rotten and about to crumble.

Qing Moyan put her hand on it, and the coffin split open.

Because Ru Xiaonan was barefoot, the dead branches on the ground were very prickly to her feet. She moved for a long time before moving to the grave.

The coffin was indeed empty.

Qing Moyan squatted there with her head bowed for a long time.

Ru Xiaonan was made uncomfortable by this invisible oppression, and she wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

After a while, a gust of north wind blew over, and Ru Xiaonan's nose itched, "Ah!"

Qing Moyan moved her body, probably because she squatted for too long, her figure was a little unsteady when she stood up.

Ru Xiaonan took the opportunity to ask, "Did your father remember the wrong place?"

Qing Moyan shook her head, she could even match the words on the tombstone, how could it be that he remembered it wrong.

"So...he lied to you on purpose?"

"No." Qing Moyan said hoarsely, "He has been refusing to let me know for so many years. He must have something to hide from me. If it wasn't for the second brother's errand this time, he wouldn't Tell me, in such a short period of time, he has no time to create a fake tomb to deceive me."

"Then why is it empty inside?" Ru Xiaonan wondered, "Is it because your mother didn't die at all... or when she passed away, even your father couldn't find the body, and I was afraid you would know, That's why I don't want to tell you..."

Qing Moyan suddenly raised her head, "What did you say?"

"Is it because the body can't be found..."

"No, it's the sentence before."

"Your mother may not be dead yet..."

Qing Moyan jumped out of the grave, her eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky in the darkness, "Yes, that's it, do you think it is possible that she is still alive!"

"Of course, there is such a possibility." Ru Xiaonan wanted to say that this was just a hypothesis, but seeing how excited he was, she swallowed the latter words back.

After filling up the tomb again, Qing Moyan's mood became much calmer on the way back.

Ru Xiaonan twisted her body, squeezed into a big cloak with him so naked, it still made her a little awkward.

"Shall I go back to beaver?" she asked.

"No, wait until the city gate."

"But I'm cold like this."

"Hold it tight and it won't be cold."

Ru Xiaonan stared at him in disbelief.

Such shameless words are actually spoken with confidence!

Suddenly, she said suddenly, "Qing Moyan, do you like hugging me?"

"of course."

"Since when did you like it?" She asked blankly.

Qing Moyan tightened her arms, put her chin on the top of her hair, and murmured: "I don't know either."

In fact, he really didn't know, maybe when she was still Xiangli, one day, when he held her in his arms, he suddenly found that he couldn't bear to let go of her.

(End of this chapter)