The second cousin tricks me again (2)

Qingfeng Garden is only a few hours away from Langjing. When Yun Mujing arrived here, the new year had just begun.

When you get to the outside of the bamboo forest, dismount your horse and walk into the bamboo forest.

Although it was night, the sight was very clear due to the snow in the forest and the dazzling silver light. In addition, the night sky was dotted with stars, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, shining down the moonlight, completely illuminating the entire dark night.

Step by step, he stepped on the thick snow left by the snow last night, leaving his footprints.

Walking to the bamboo forest, before I got close, I saw a lonely earthen grave in the bamboo forest. It was covered with a layer of snow, which was dazzlingly white.

The standing tombstone is covered, but not completely covered. You can see the inscription on the tombstone, which is engraved: Tomb of my late brother, and the person who erected the tombstone is: my younger brother A Jingli.

"Brother, A Jing is here to see brother."

The hand that dropped down made a clicking sound as he waited for the scene in the cemetery, but Yun Mujing's steps never stopped.

Walking to the tomb, he raised his hand and stroked the remaining snow on the tombstone. Then he bent his knees and squatted down. He then stroked the words "old brother" engraved on the tombstone with his fingers and touched it lightly with his fingertips.

"I know that my brother doesn't like New Year's Eve, so A Jing waited until New Year's Eve passed before he came to see him and chat with him."

He wanted to raise a corner of his lips and tell his brother that he was fine, but Yun Mujing couldn't smile at this moment. Although he knew that his brother would be fine, at this moment, looking at such a desolate and lonely tomb

, how can he feel better in his heart?

The weight of the past suddenly came to mind.

The identity of his daughter's family that can never be told, the burning hatred of his mother and concubine, the complexity of his father's pampering due to his guilt, all these pressures are intertwined. The only person who can talk to him about all this is his brother, who taught him to keep a low profile and bide his time.

's brother.

But his brother has been suffering from mental illness for many years. He has been suffering from such mental illness for many years. Not only does he have no idea or knowledge, but he has also worked hard to plan for him and help him succeed.

"elder brother…"

Suddenly, Yun Mujing plopped down on his knees in the snow.

Eyes red.

"It's all due to my younger brother's incompetence. Not only can I not help you, but I have to let you protect me, let me take my feelings into consideration, and let me be a good prince to my father. Only then will I have to worry about everything.

, I have to do everything by myself..."

The new year and New Year's night are so sad.

Yun Mujing was sad.

Compared with his sadness, the person who followed him had a pair of bright peach blossom eyes and fell on the tombstone. There was no reaction, but her hands, feet and limbs were cold as if they no longer belonged to her body.

, it was difficult to take another half step forward, and he just stood in that dark place, so stagnant.

Just because she knew clearly in her heart what Yun Mujing meant to Yun Ji, how much Yun Ji cared about them, why Yun Mu Jing was so sad now, and how Yun Ji's life and death...

Is he really dead?

Later, Yun Mujing told many stories about brotherly love, but Su Rao never heard a word of it. She just looked at the lonely tomb and kept looking at it. She didn't notice when Yun Mujing left.

Until the sky turns slightly white, the first sun of the new year crawls out from under the mountains, passes over the mountains, passes through the snow-covered winter bamboo forest, and spreads warmth to the world.

The stagnant person seemed to have become conscious. His body, which seemed to have become stiff due to the cold and freezing night last night, could feel a little bit of warmth.

Just take steps.

Stepping in the snow.

Walk to the lonely snow-colored tomb.

There was a layer of frost between her eyebrows, and a layer of frost and ice flakes condensed on her long eyelashes, blurring her vision.

She walked to the tombstone and watched quietly. After watching it for a moment, she suddenly walked around the tombstone and walked directly to the tomb. The light reflected from the bright white snow covering the tomb was dazzling and painful to the eyes.

It hurts, it hurts so much that the water shines on its own.

At this moment, she could hardly control her own eyes.

"Really die like this?"

After murmuring such words, Su Rao actually squatted down and dug up the grave. His fingers were cold, white and purple, and he dug into the ice and snow. When he peeled away the color of the snow, he saw a layer of new soil inside, because it was just now.

It had only been buried for one night, and the new soil had not yet been frozen and hardened, so it was completely possible to dig it open with bare hands.

In an instant, the bright red fur coat was stained with dirty mud, and her entire ten fingers instantly oozed blood, mixed with ice, snow, and even mud.

Her fingers were connected to her heart, but she didn't seem to feel any pain. She just dug like a machine. It wasn't until her blood-red hands that could no longer see the eyes touched the coffin that she stopped digging and stood up.

"Really dead?"

With another such murmur, her bright peach blossom eyes stung due to the reflected light from the snow, and the water accumulated in them filled her eye sockets. Unable to hold it back, a drop slipped and became even colder on her thin cheeks.

A moment…

She casually wiped away the tear stain, then took out a bright red handkerchief from her bright red robe, carefully wiped off the blood-colored mud on her hands, and grabbed a handful of the dirt that could not be wiped away between her fingers.

The snow is washed away, but I don’t know what the pain is.

After finishing all this, he wiped his hands and patted the dirt on his bright red fur, then turned around and walked away, taking one step at a time, heading towards Qingfeng Garden.

In just one morning, her series of reactions appeared in the eyes of those who were watching in the dark. If it weren't for a pair of strong hands holding their shoulders, Su Er and Yun Mujing would have appeared long ago.

"General Su..."

At this moment, Su Rao went to Qingfeng Garden and could no longer notice them, so Yun Mujing couldn't bear it anymore and spoke.

He turned to look at Old General Su who stopped him and Su Er from showing up.

Don't you really feel sorry for me? Although I am not my biological grandson, I have raised her for eight years. Although blood is thicker than water, nurturing kindness should also lead to long-lasting love.

Su Er also looked at Old General Su. Unexpectedly, his hanging hand had pinched out a green vine. The green vine spread all over the back of his hand, which showed how he was holding back.

"The suppressed hatred must be vented, otherwise how can we untie the knot in our heart."

It is impossible not to feel heartbroken. Although the granddaughter they have raised for eight years is not related by blood, the love they have had over the past eight years has made up for the burning pain of losing their son.

"She is my precious granddaughter raised by me. My precious granddaughter is the daughter of my old Su family. She can bear this little hardship."

Old General Su, his heartache is no less than that of Su Er, but he can't be soft-hearted at this moment. He just wants Rao'er to feel at ease in the future, and he must not be soft-hearted at this moment.

Yun Mujing could not refute what Old General Su said. His charming eyes fell on Su Er again, and when he saw him, he was silent and indifferent...

Not only did he dare to bury his brother, but he was now so cruel and calculating towards his little sister. Such Su Yumo seemed a little strange to him, but at the same time he felt so familiar. After all, he was the one who turned her into such a look.

, he approached him deliberately.

He focused on Su Yumo, who was most likely to inherit the military power from General Su, and started to attack him. He used his brother's chess game as a chess game and deliberately used his daughter to get close to Su Yumo and lure him into his game. What he did was actually nothing more.

Just for his Su family's military power...

Yun Mujing looked at Su Er like this.

Su Er's eyes also turned around.

The four eyes faced each other, the emotions suppressed inside...

Since you never dare to admit it, he will never be so difficult to control himself.

With just a brief glance, Su Er first averted his indifferent gaze, and then he saw her again.

The little girl came out of Qingfeng Garden in just a short time. Her bright red fur had faded away, and she was wearing the same white mourning clothes as she had on the night of the 29th. But she actually held...
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