Group favorite little cute concubine: the prince is too fierce

Chapter 538 Waiting for you to come back, no matter how many years
Chapter 538 Waiting for you to come back, no matter how many years
He just wanted to give the little landlord a chance to breathe, and he didn't move for a day. He was afraid that the little landlord would really suffocate if he went on like this, but these people didn't listen to him.

Liu Yan tried to contact her through the contract line, but there was no response, just like a stone sinking into the sea, without any fluctuations.

He sniffed with his consciousness, frowned and withdrew his consciousness, there was no breath, no heartbeat, could it be that he was really dead?

But what they signed was a master-servant contract. If the master dies, he should die with him. Why is there nothing wrong with him.

In the end, he looked at the other party's peaceful appearance, and decided to hold back. If the little landlord is really okay, then she will come back to find them in a few days.

The night passed so quietly, at "four o'clock in the morning" at Yin Shi, Mu Wuxin was carried by Long Yanyou into the Xuanjing ice coffin, surrounded by gold and silver jewelry.

Long Yanyou took out the bracelet his mother and concubine left for him, "Put this on, and when you come back to me, I will wait for you forever." With an expression, he put his cold lips on Mu Wuxin's forehead.

The old man glanced at him, and regretted that he didn't agree to Long Yanyou and let them hold the wedding. He is small in heart, but Long Yanyou will wait for her to grow up. If he agreed at that time, then his granddaughter would not have experienced so much .

"It's time to close the coffin." The housekeeper shouted hoarsely, and the two brothers Mu Yun and Mu Ye put the lid on, and slowly pushed it towards Mu Wuxin's head.

Seeing her serene face, both brothers wept silently, the lid was slowly closing, Long Yanyou backed away, looking at her last face, there was a desolate smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Wait..." A figure hurried over in the blurry night. Many people didn't know him, but Long Ling and the others did.

The person who came was Tan Sheng, the little fat man. He heard the news yesterday and was about to come, but he encountered a monster on the road. After a lot of trouble, he killed the monster and rode his Yanyun The giant eagle ran all the way.

"Wait, please let me take a last look at her." He knelt outside the door, and walked in step by step, his eyes were scarlet, he must have been on the way for a long time.

Mu Ye and the others stopped, they also wanted to take another look, so just wait!

The fat man knocked his head three times before standing up. He knocked his forehead so hard that he bled.

He held the Xuanjing ice coffin with both hands, "I'm sorry, I'm late, don't worry, what I said will always count, I will go back with Brother Yan and the others tomorrow, practice hard, and in time, I will definitely avenge you, and go all the way well .”

He helped to push the lid up until the lid was completely covered before they let go. The kneeling people could still see the vague figures inside the Xuanjing ice coffin, and the ones who were crying so hard were Long Lingyuexue and Tao Xiaoran.

"Send Miss Fourth out." Long Yanyou walked in the front holding Mu Wuxin's portrait. He held her spirit as her husband.

Mu Yun's two brothers carried him to the front, and Tao Xiaoran, the fat man, carried him to the back. They just carried Mu Wuxin out of the general's mansion.

After going out, a group of people knelt on the ground, "Miss Fourth, walk slowly." They wailed all the way, white paper money flew all over the sky, and the sound of suona shook the whole street.

People on the street also threw paper money into the air when they passed by. These people came to pay their respects for the sake of the old general.

Zuo Tianyi and Zuo Tiancheng were also in the crowd. They originally wanted to go forward to taunt a few words, but when they saw Long Yanyou holding the spirit, they held back, that was not someone they could mess with.

Even their grandfather, Zuo Xiangye, wanted to give people seven points of face. If they stepped forward to cause trouble, Suona would probably blow it for them tomorrow.

A group of people left the imperial city and headed all the way to the Mu family cemetery, where generations of Mu family members were buried.

The tomb guards had already dug the pit and were waiting for their arrival. After a tedious procedure, it was daylight, and finally it was time for Mu Wuxin to burrow into the ground.

"Send Miss Fourth to the ground for peace." At this moment, everyone in the Mu family couldn't bear it anymore, and they were all venting their emotions to their heart's content.

The three brothers all lay on the coffin and looked at the blurred figure, "No, no, let me take one last look, just one, please."

Long Yan looked at them quietly, he couldn't cry, he wanted her to remember his always handsome appearance.

But the tears were not within his control, Dou Da's tears rolled out of his eyes, and finally turned into crystals, dripped on the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

With a bang, the servant put the Xuanjing ice coffin in the pit, and the thick soil was also buried on it at this time, until the coffin could not be seen, the old man couldn't hold it anymore and passed out.

"Father, father..." Seeing his father like this, Mu Wei hurriedly supported him, "Come here, send the old man back."

His daughter has already had an accident, and the old man can't let another accident happen. He is already very sad to lose one, and if he loses another one, his life will be worse than death.

The sky darkened, and the big raindrops dripped on everyone's faces, but they didn't feel anything, their hearts were already the coldest existence, so this little rain was nothing.

Long Yanyou held an umbrella and came over her head, "Is it cold, don't worry, I will always be here, and I won't make you feel lonely."

Everyone left, Mu Yun and Mu Ye were dragged back by the servant, Mu Yanhe was carried back by the servant, and Long Yanyou was the only one left in the entire cemetery.

He sat beside her, stroking the cold soil with his hands, "It's been a long time since I've been with you so quietly, no matter when I'm fine, I'll be fine too."

The umbrella was stuck in the grave, and half of his body was drenched in the rain. He leaned on the grave, as if leaning on Mu Wuxin's little shoulder.

He closed his eyes, thinking about their past, thinking about the scenes of them laughing and joking, countless images flashed in his mind.

Mu Wuxin in the sky drops looked at him like this, and controlled the wind to blow over his face. At this moment, he opened his eyes, "Are you by my side?"

The wind brushed against his face again.

Long Yanyou smiled, "I'll wait for you to come back to me, no matter how many years, if you hear me, touch my face again." Feng stayed on his sides for a while before leaving.

"I'll wait for you." As night fell, Long Yanyou left the cemetery.

Mu Wuxin in Tianshui also returned to her consciousness at this time, and the effect of the suffocating pill had expired. She opened her eyes in the coffin, and clutched her heart, "It really hurts."

Taking the gold and silver treasures in the coffin into Tianshuidi, and then directly laying down in the spirit lake, the fluorescence of the protecting heart lotus also entered her heart at this time, slowly nourishing her heart.

At this time, Xingbao saw two people coming outside with hoes and whips in their hands.

(End of this chapter)