Reborn Concubine, Be Respectful First

Hearing her girl say this, Lu He felt relieved.

I thought I would take a rest for a while, and on the way back, I would have to take care of the girl by myself.

Here, Luhe helped Su Xinqing to tidy up her dress.

Song Hejin had already put the ingot candles and offerings prepared by the Earl's Mansion in a bamboo basket.

Seeing that she didn't look tired at all, Su Xinqing couldn't help but sigh that she must eat well, drink well, sleep well, and grow up healthily with Luhe after returning home.

In this way, you will have the energy to do more things, otherwise, with your carrot-headed appearance, it will be difficult for you to get on and off the carriage.

The three of them walked for about a quarter of an hour, and finally, they saw a lonely tomb where the servant pointed.

There is still freshly turned soil on top, although I haven't seen the name on the tombstone yet.

Su Xinqing could inexplicably confirm that this was where her aunt was buried.

Suddenly, my eyes became moist. After traveling a lifetime, I finally had the honor of visiting my aunt's grave.

Fang couldn't help but shed tears. She took a few quick steps and looked at the name on the tombstone, "Tomb of Song Baozhen".

These few short words reveal the sister-in-law's life. Concubines cannot be buried in the Su family's ancestral tomb.

You will not see the concubine's name in the family tree or the ancestral hall. She will just live a sloppy life and have nowhere to go after her death.

Song Hejin had already placed the offerings and incense sticks when he saw Su Xinqing kneeling in front of the tombstone and crying silently, which made him feel a pain in his heart.

This is the young child who lost his mother. Unlike the one who cried heart-wrenchingly in the hall yesterday, the silent crying is more heartbreaking.

In the past, my aunt always sent letters and things back home, and when I was a child, I also saw her portrait.

Given Mother Gu's fairy-like appearance, it is no wonder that a scholar named Meng in the village fell in love with my aunt, who was a maid. It was not until my aunt broke off the engagement that Meng left for another place.

To this day, my professor still says, "Meng Xiucai is the most talented person he has ever met, but it's a pity..." followed by a sigh.

The news of his aunt's death was both strange and familiar to him.

After all, I have never seen it, but I can feel a little bit of blood ties from the sadness of my father and mother.

But it is far less real than seeing such a small baby crying silently at this moment.

The person in the grave turned out to be my cousin’s mother, her younger sister who was raised by her father, and her aunt who used to send her pens, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Song Hejin is not very emotional by nature, especially towards his two troublesome younger siblings, and he is always cold and sarcastic towards them.

However, the two of them still surrounded him and called him "Big Brother", which made him feel annoyed. Only when he took a book and hid in the mountains to read could he have some peace and quiet.

My younger siblings at home have never seen my cousin cry as sadly as she did.

He wanted to open his mouth to comfort her, but in the end he had no words to say, because he knew clearly the pain of losing his mother.

Fang also noticed Su Xinqing and comforted her, "Xin'er, don't cry. Your aunt will be sad if she sees you. She is a very kind person and will definitely not have the heart to let you cry so sadly."

He took out his coarse cloth handkerchief and wanted to wipe Su Xinqing's tears, but he paused when he remembered that he had just used it.

Then she saw her son, who usually seldom spoke, handed Su Xinqing a brand new handkerchief and gently wiped the tears rolling down her little face.

"Well...thank you...thank you, aunt..." Su Xinqing didn't know why her tears kept flowing down like beads from a broken string.

She always thought that she was not that fond of crying, but in the past two days, it seemed like she had cried all the tears in her life.

"Little sister, you should rest assured over there. From now on, we will treat Xin'er as our own child. Although the conditions are not good, your eldest brother and I will visit Xin'er every year. If someone treats Xin'er badly, I will risk my life to avenge Xin'er, so don't worry. Forget the past, reincarnate well, and strive to be reborn into a good family in the next life. You have lived too hard in this life... wuwu... wait until your eldest brother's leg is healed next year, and let him come to see you..."

Listening to Fang's chatter, Su Xinqing gradually calmed down a little.

"Mom, your daughter is here to see you. I am so unfilial that I didn't even see you off for the last time." The word "Mom" made Su Xinqing unable to hold back again.

Su Xinqing prostrated herself in front of her aunt's grave until a pair of slender hands pulled her up. Then she leaned against the person beside her and continued crying, as if she was crying out the grievances of two lifetimes.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, and his mood was very up and down, and he was still young.

Soon, Su Xinqing lost consciousness.

When I regained consciousness, I was already on the carriage returning to the city.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a sharp jawline, thin lips of light color, and narrow eyes like gurgling water.

"Cousin...Aunt..." a faint whisper.

"Xin'er is awake? He Jinxin'er is awake," Fang's voice came from the side.

"Girl, girl, you finally woke up... Woo..." Lu He's childish voice also came over,

Su Xinqing saw a pair of concerned eyes shooting down at her and immediately realized that something was wrong.

I tried to grab something with my hands to sit up, but just when I was at a loss, a big hand helped me up.

Su Xinqing immediately got up from Song Hejin and stood in the carriage.

At this moment, the carriage jolted with force and she fell into Fang's arms. Fang saw Su Xinqing's embarrassment.

I quickly said, "You fainted on the mountain, so I asked your cousin to carry you down. But, you were holding on to your cousin's clothes just now. It's okay. We are all family. You are only five years old, and your cousin is being naughty and asking your cousin to carry you on his back."

"Well, thank you, cousin. You've worked hard." Maybe because she just cried, her voice is hoarse now.

Fang was even more distressed and hugged Su Xinqing in her arms: "My arm was injured when I fell from a tree and tried to catch your second cousin when he was little. I couldn't use much strength, so I let your cousin carry me on his back."

"You're welcome, cousin." Song Hejin rarely showed a hint of a stay-at-home attitude.

Ever since Su Xinqing fainted, he concluded that his cousin was not having a good time in the Earl's Mansion.

Otherwise, at such a young age, how could there be so many sad things? He must have been bullied in the mansion.

In just this short journey, Song Hejin had already imagined many things about Su Xinqing being bullied.

She swore in her heart that she would protect her mother Gu's only bloodline and never let anyone bully her again.

Seeing my cousin wake up, I felt relieved.

From what I saw and heard during the past two days at the Earl's Mansion, I know that my aunt also had a hard life when she was alive. My cousin was young and ignorant, and there was an even younger maidservant with her. The two of them didn't know who would take care of whom.

I made up my mind to study hard after I go back so that I can have the support of my cousin in the future.

When we returned to the Earl of Yong'an's Mansion, it was almost midnight.

After separating from her aunt and cousin, they were sent to Muxueyuan by the gatekeeper, where they saw Chunxing alone guarding the door.

Su Xinqing didn't say anything. She was tired after sitting in the carriage for a whole day. She ate a little, washed up, and fell asleep.