As If Married to a Sample Chapter 4

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.

Under the continuous rain, the streets were quiet everywhere, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. On the contrary, it was more lively in the suburbs, with not many vehicles coming and going.

Although Maple City is located in a relatively remote location, it is very prosperous because of its beautiful scenery and spring-like weather all year round.

The carriage gurgled along the road, slowly leaving a long and continuous track, but it was soon covered by rain and other marks.

The surrounding scenery is picturesque, and the spring rain scene is also a beautiful scenery.

It's a pity that in such a day, no one is in the mood to appreciate it.

The carriage swayed, but the carriage was very stable.

Jasper Murong held up his chin and looked at the scenery outside the window absentmindedly. His eyes were not focused at all. He didn't know what he was thinking. His lip lines were straightened, which showed that he was in a bad mood.

This must be his first time to participate in ancestor worship and grave sweeping. Although his family is no longer an official family, these etiquette and customs are indispensable.

When he was a child, he had always been exempted from these due to physical reasons. Later, he went to Xianjianmen and never participated. Now that he received the notice from his parents, he felt really complicated. He actually rejected this kind of etiquette and customs because it was He felt as if he was unraveling a scar that had not yet healed, forcing him to face the lost life again.

A heavy weight was placed on the shoulders, and the back became slightly warm. A low and pleasant voice sounded with concern, "If you really don't want to go, don't go. I'll tell you about your father's side."

Jasper Murong turned her head and looked at the worried look on the man's face. She felt the warmth on the palm of her hand that was touching her cheek. She couldn't help but grab that hand and rub it gently. She didn't mind the rough callus on the palm of her hand at all. His skin hurt a little, "No need, I just feel a little uncomfortable. I always feel like this is just disturbing the peace of the deceased."

His eyes were a little moist, and he looked down at a small cradle in the carriage that was as soft as a small bed. The child inside was sleeping soundly, but he didn't know that he was about to meet his mother who he would never meet in the future. .

This was also the reason why Jasper Murong was somewhat reluctant to worship his ancestors. Last year, a new white tomb was added there, and he still could not completely forget the pain of death.

Touching the tender face of the child in the cradle lovingly, Nian'er, it's time to see your mother, Nian'er misses her mother.

After walking for a long time, the carriage finally arrived at Yushan in the afternoon.

Yushan is considered a natural geomantic treasure land. There are many high-ranking officials and nobles who can choose a cemetery here. The ancestors of the Murong family were originally buried here. However, the Murong family fell into decline and was later forced to move to a desolate place in the countryside. Later, After Murong Xing became prime minister, he mobilized troops and mobilized people to move back to this place.

There are already several carriages at the foot of the mountain, as well as many horses, and many guards are guarding the carriages.

Lachlan Shangguan came down first with Murong Nian, who had just turned one year old, and handed it over to the maid who came over. Then he came down with Jasper Murong in his arms. Maybe it was because of the weather, or maybe because he was depressed these days, his health was a little bad. There had just been a cold wind, and if he hadn't insisted on coming, he would never have allowed him to come out to enjoy the wind in such weather.

Ever since he almost committed suicide on Wudang Mountain and injured his inner palace, and later he was still brooding over Felicity Murong's death, which caused the root of his illness to fall into his body.

Although he had recovered a bit this year, he could not relieve his depressed mood. No matter what methods Lachlan Shangguan tried, he could only let time kill it in the end.

When the two came down, they immediately attracted the attention of many people. After all, most of the people came here with their families and friends, and there were very few people who were alone. Moreover, these two people were extremely conspicuous in appearance and temperament. Bufan, although most of the people who come here are the children of the noble family, there are still very few people with the momentum and temperament of the two of them, let alone the two of them.

The most important thing was the four guards guarding the two of them. Just one glance made the guards fearful. They felt that the expressionless guards were all fierce generals who had seen blood.

There was also the child being held by the maid. It looked very small, probably less than one or two years old. Babies of this size were generally not brought to places like this because they were afraid that the baby would get into trouble.

Jasper Murong also knew that it was inappropriate to bring the baby with him, but he wanted his sister to see the baby so that she could feel at ease.

Because I had done it before, the mountain road was not difficult to walk. The stairs above were wide and flat.

Jasper Murong held the child, while Lachlan Shangguan held his waist domineeringly with one hand, almost encircling the father and son in his arms. He held a big wooden umbrella in one hand and walked up carefully step by step. The little maid held the umbrella. Walking behind holding a wooden basket.

Along the way, many people who saw them cast curious glances at them. Two men with outstanding looks and extraordinary momentum were walking in the rain with their children in their arms. They looked so eye-catching that they couldn't help guessing whose children they were. .

The most important thing is that these two men seem to be a little too close, making people unknowingly have wild imaginations.

Since the incident between King Ye and Princess Ye was made public, it has triggered a trend of men's love affairs. It is no longer a strange thing for men to fall in love. Although it is not enough to be talked about openly and openly, it is not like before. So resistant, some families are also very open-minded. If they are sincere towards their children and can bear their own responsibilities in the future, there will be no absolute obstruction.

However, it is estimated that the only couple who can be upright and recognized by the whole world is King Ye and Princess Ye. It is a pity for this pair. I heard that after the war, King Ye took Princess Ye out to travel around and enjoy themselves. It has been a year now. There is no news and no one knows where they are.

The Murong family's cemetery is on the third floor. Both of them have a foundation in martial arts. A hundred steps are nothing to them. Their breath is not chaotic at all, but the little maid behind them has a red face and is panting.

Elder Murong, a maid, and an old housekeeper were already in the cemetery, waiting for them to arrive.

"Father, mother." Seeing the two elders standing in front of a stone monument with pain in their eyes, Jasper Murong glanced at the tombstone, feeling a twitch in his heart and feeling a little pain.

The new monument has been stained with dust over the past year and has turned a little yellow, but the writing on it is still as bright as the heart, but it makes people's hearts ache.

Madam Murong was wiping her tears when she heard the sound and looked over. When she saw the two of them, her eyes were soft and she nodded lovingly. She could not hide her sadness, but when she saw the baby in Jasper Murong's arms, her face He was overjoyed, but then changed his mind. He hurriedly came over and said, "Feng'er, why did you bring Nian'er here, you kid?"

"Mother." Jasper Murong let her mother take care of the child and said softly, "I want my sister to see Nian'er. She must be very lonely after a year."

Madam Murong's hand that was originally patting the baby froze, and then tears fell from her eyes again, "Poor Nian'er, my poor Jun'er."

"Okay, don't scare the child." Murong Xing came over and looked at his little grandson with pain and love in his eyes. After this incident, the two elders seemed to have aged a lot.

"Father, mother." Lachlan Shangguan also called out in a deep voice.

Murong Xing looked up at him, seeing the two of them being intimate, with relief and love in his eyes, "Ye, thank you for your hard work. Fortunately, you take care of them."

"It should."

After a few polite words, they began to worship the ancestors, which lasted less than half an hour.

Before leaving, Jasper Murong hugged Murong Nian and squatted gently in front of Felicity Murong's tombstone. He took Murong Nian's hand and gently touched the tombstone with a bit of sadness in his eyes, "Jun'er, read I will take good care of my son and I will definitely let him have a safe and happy life. You don’t have to worry, Nian’er, have a word with your mother.”

The baby in her arms grabbed Jasper Murong's finger and rubbed it against the cool tombstone with drops of water, as if it had found a new toy, laughing and squealing.

The second elder watched from the side, the corners of his eyes getting a little moist.

Lachlan Shangguan stepped forward, gently picked up the person and said comfortingly, "Let's go."

They did not return to Maple City, but accompanied the second elder back to the place where they lived. They originally wanted to bring the second elder to Maple City, but unfortunately the second elder made it clear that they were used to living there and did not want to move, so they gave up.

The carriage left slowly, but they didn't know that after they left, at the foot of the mountain, a man got out of a carriage that had been waiting for a long time.

The man watched them leave, then gave some instructions to the servants around him, then he held an umbrella and two jars of wine alone, slowly climbed up the stairs, stood in front of Felicity Murong's tombstone, stood on the top, and looked at the bright red His name made his eyes sting and his eyes became moist.

Using pomelo leaves to wash away the dust all over my body seems to have also washed away today's depressed mood.

Wearing only obscene clothes, Jasper Murong was standing at the desk writing something.

Lachlan Shangguan pushed the door open and came in, frowning slightly, then walked to the cabinet, took out a cloak, walked behind him, put it on him, took the person into his arms, and gently rested his chin on his shoulder. "What are you writing? Why don't you go to bed early and rest."

Jasper Murong held the pen, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him, "How is Nian'er?"

"My mother carried me, don't worry, this little guy is doing very well, but you are still so careless about your health. It's raining outside." Lachlan Shangguan said, biting his jaw with some dissatisfaction, and held his hand. The cloak wrapped around him tightly, he glanced at the paper on the table and frowned, "Gift list? What are you doing with this?"

"Xiaoyou and Brother Yun are getting married next month, so we must be well prepared."

"Let those two people take care of their business, why are you involved?" Lachlan Shangguan's eyes flashed coldly, he took the pen out of his hand dissatisfied, and secretly cursed those two guys in his heart.

Jasper Murong looked at him helplessly, "I have nothing to do anyway. Besides, I promised Brother Yun before that if he gets married, I will help him organize the wedding."

Lachlan Shangguan was helpless. In fact, he also knew what those two guys were thinking. He just wanted to find an opportunity to divert Feng's attention and make him feel better, so he didn't intend to object. However, "Even so, it's not necessary." You're in such a hurry, you still have plenty of time, and besides, you're not the only one."

"I know, but..."

"Okay, we'll do these things later. Now, we and you have other tasks to complete." Lachlan Shangguan turned him around and said with a smile, with a bit of ill-intentioned ambiguity.

Most of Jasper Murong's thoughts recently were on Murong Nian, and he was a little slow towards Lachlan Shangguan. He didn't notice the hint for a while, and asked doubtfully, "What kind of mission?"

Lachlan Shangguan grinned, "Of course, feed me." As he said that, he couldn't help but pick him up and strode to the bed, then put him down and turned off the light.

"Well, don't, first, wait..." Jasper Murong said intermittently, avoiding the domineering K!ss.

One night of endless love, endless lingering, I didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning.

When they were at Maple Leaf Villa, the servants were all mature and were used to it, but here, they had never met them before, so the maid who came to clean the room in the morning was tired for most of the day.

Jasper Murong was also depressed for most of the day. Facing the ambiguous look in his servant's eyes, he had no shame to stay any longer. After having lunch and chatting with his parents for a while, he took his children back to Maple City. Along the way, Lachlan Shangguan often received looks, but a well-fed man was in a good mood to accept the winks from his lover.

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Haha, I slept all day today and I’m in a really good mood.