Fate with you

The Pei family is not a famous family, before Pei Bo'an, the Pei family was just an ordinary wealthy family in Yanjing City.The family has rich wealth and tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land. They were ordinary landlords of the common clan. Until Pei Bo'an High School champion, the Pei family could barely be called a family of farming and studying.As Pei Boan's official became bigger and bigger, until Xuanma worshiped the prime minister and ranked among the princes, the family history of the Pei family was rarely mentioned.

Mu Sheng met her grandfather when she was young, he was a very shrewd and loving old man.After the rise of the Pei family, the grandfather tried his best to restrain the clansmen who were blinded by the desire for power and wealth, and tried his best to create a family reputation of being indifferent to fame and fortune, and paving the way for his father's difficult official career. He never did anything to hinder his father.

Compared with these, Mu Sheng's deepest impression is that his grandfather loves her brother and her very much, just like any old man loves his children and grandchildren, and if he gets something good, he will always leave it to his brothers and sisters.Her favorite place to go when she was a child was her grandfather's yard.

Pei's Cemetery is right in front of you.This cemetery is not the original ancestral grave of the Pei family, it was bought by the grandfather after his father paid homage to the prime minister, and he hoped that the future generations would be prudent and prosperous.

The cemetery is magnificent and magnificent, and the surrounding scenery is beautiful.There is a backing mountain in the back, a mountain in the front, and a bright hall in the middle. It is a rare geomantic treasure.

Mu Sheng has read the Book of Changes and knows a little bit about Fengshui. On the surface, this place is indeed a good place. Fortunately, her father is the head of the land, otherwise it might not be able to keep it.While thinking wildly, she led the horse along the well-paved avenue.

Thinking of her burial place in the cemetery ahead, Mu Sheng had mixed feelings.

One year after her rebirth, she moved forward step by step, never forgetting the hatred, and never let the hatred dazzle her eyes. She felt that she was worthy of the time and the precious life she regained.However, occasionally in the dead of night, when she thinks of the past life, the heart-wrenching despair at the moment before she died, and the gentle and loving smile of her mother, her resentful heart can hardly be calmed down, and an unquenchable anger will surge in her heart .

At this time, this hostility surged more and more violently, like a ferocious trapped beast, ramming around in her heart, trying to break through.Mu Sheng pursed her lips, took a deep breath, calmed down, and couldn't let herself be trapped in hatred.

The road was about to end, and there was a forest of tombs ahead, Mu Sheng tightened her left hand holding the pastry and incense.She came here to pay homage to her mother, and the pastry in her hand was her mother's favorite hibiscus cake during her lifetime.

Mu Sheng's nose was sour, and the hostility in his chest was gradually replaced by a deep sorrow, and his heart was heavy.

The tombstones of the members of the Pei clan appeared in front of them, and Mu Sheng tied the reins to the horse post on the side of the road, and walked in with the food box containing the incense candles.

The Pei family is a big family. Since his father became an official, other offshoots have gradually gained fame. As his father became bigger and bigger, supporting them all the way, the Pei family has shown a magnificent scene.

The cemetery here buried the bones of the ancestors.

Even if he was no longer Pei Zhao, he couldn't help the kind of respect and mourning from the heart when he came here.

Mu Sheng walked in, she once had a dream, dreamed of the scene of the day when her mother and she were buried, she relied on the situation in the dream, to find the tomb of her mother and her there - she always thought that the tomb in the dream The scenario is real.

Walk in the direction of the dream, and the tomb should be nearby.Mu Sheng looked around, she had been here to worship her ancestors in the past, so she was no stranger.

After walking forward for a while, a figure standing still in front of her appeared in front of her eyes, and her position happened to be in front of Pei Zhao's tomb.

The man was dressed in plain clothes, with no accessories around his waist, only a plain belt.She stood there motionless, her plain white robe fluttering in the breeze, but she remained motionless, like a standing stone statue, staying here for a long time in the years of wind and rain.

Mu Sheng paused, and she could tell that it was His Majesty just from the cold figure.

Meng Xiuyi didn't notice another person appeared in this quiet cemetery, she turned her back to Mu Sheng, her always proud head was slightly lowered.Mu Sheng could almost see her eyes full of sadness and tenderness gazing at her name on the tombstone, her heart suddenly tightened and ached.

A breeze blows in the aisle.Meng Xiuyi's jet-black hair moved gracefully, unrestrained.She always had such a chic and unrestrained posture, never showing the slightest thought of the deceased in front of her, and Mu Sheng gradually forgot that she actually missed Pei Zhao deeply.At this moment, she suddenly realized deeply that for her, they have never been separated, and for His Majesty, Pei Zhao has been away for three full years.She died when she was unprepared, without even saying goodbye, leaving her alone in the world.

Mu Sheng couldn't control her steps, she approached that plain white figure.

Step by step, before she could react, she had already walked behind Meng Xiuyi.

Seeming to have finally heard the sound of footsteps, Meng Xiuyi frowned and turned around.The dried tears at the corners of her eyes made Mu Sheng's heart stop beating suddenly.

"Why are you here?" Meng Xiuyi frowned even more tightly.

Mu Sheng woke up like a dream, she remembered that she was not Pei Zhao, not the person His Majesty deeply missed, she was being questioned now.For a moment, unspeakable loss filled her heart deeply, and Mu Sheng murmured: "I come to pay homage to Miss Pei."

Meng Xiuyi glanced at the food box in her hand, said nothing, and moved away slightly.

Mu Sheng stepped forward to take out the incense candles, and the sacrifices were placed in front of the tombstone, so Mu Sheng just lit the incense and worshiped, and then inserted it into the incense burner.This series of behaviors made her feel rather weird, as if she was really separated from Pei Zhao, they were two completely different people.

Mu Sheng panicked for a moment. She knew that she was no longer the original Pei Zhao, but she had never had such a clear and panic-stricken consciousness at this moment. They are not the same person, and even their souls are not the same. There is no connection at all.

Mu Sheng looked at Meng Xiuyi in panic, Meng Xiuyi frowned, and said angrily, "See what I'm doing?"

Mu Sheng: "..." It is simply an extravagant hope to get comfort from His Majesty.and……

She still wants to drive people away: "The sacrifice is over, you can go!"

Mu Sheng: "..." Has the wine been poured yet?How impatient you are!

Mu Sheng suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and when she felt uncomfortable, she refused to obey: "I still want to pay homage to Mrs. Pei."

Meng Xiuyi's eyes showed surprise, she pointed to the tombstone next to her, and said, "There."

Mu Sheng thanked her, and walked to the side with the food box.Grand sacrifices were also placed in front of Mrs. Pei's tomb, and joss sticks were lit.Mu Sheng took out a plate of hibiscus cake, which was a hundred times more solemn than the awkward one just now, with the fragrance reaching to the top of his head, and made a big gift of Jishou.

Meng Xiuyi's sharp gaze focused on the plate of hibiscus cake, and he looked thoughtfully at Mu Sheng, who was full of reverence and solemnity.

Mu Sheng was looking at the tombstone, slowly speaking in her heart what she was going to say to her mother.

The sun is setting on the west mountain, and it will be too late when Musheng arrives.She turned her head to look at Meng Xiuyi, and Meng Xiuyi sensed her gaze, and said coldly: "Madam also paid my respects, why don't you leave?"

It's almost like chasing people away.Mu Sheng understands how she wants to be alone here, but understanding is what she understands, she feels quite delicious now.Besides, she didn't want His Majesty to immerse herself in memories and sorrows alone here, so she said very intimately: "It's getting late, Your Majesty might as well go back to the city with my ministers."

Meng Xiuyi really couldn't believe that someone dared to reject her verbal orders over and over again, she looked at Mu Sheng indifferently, and Mu Sheng looked back at her quite sincerely.

What audacity.Meng Xiuyi was about to reprimand, when she glanced at the plate of hibiscus cake out of the corner of her eye, she felt that extremely weird feeling again in her heart, so she changed her words, "That's fine."

Mu Sheng agreed so easily, Mu Sheng was overjoyed.Meng Xiuyi had already started to bend over to put the sacrifices into the food box, she did it herself, Mu Sheng wanted to help, so she heard her say: "Just watch from the sidelines."

When she said this, she didn't even raise her head, and her tone was extremely low, making it difficult to get close. Mu Sheng pursed her lips, not daring to go against her words, and stood aside, watching her skillfully and meticulously put away the incense burner , jug, cups, and after a while, the tombstone was clean and tidy, without any stains.The same is true for Mrs. Pei's place.

Mu Sheng couldn't tell whether she was moved or appreciative, and even felt a little bit wronged by His Majesty. Pei Zhao didn't love her at all, so why should she do this!

After Meng Xiuyi finished tidying up, she picked up the food box, and she reached out to touch Pei Zhao's tombstone, her movements were as gentle as stroking a lover, her deep eyes seemed to contain a thousand words, but in just a short moment, she withdrew her hand and took a deep breath. He took a breath, and said to Mu Sheng, "Let's go."

Mu Sheng pursed her lips and followed behind her silently. The two of them walked silently. When the road was about to end, Meng Xiuyi looked back indifferently. Her eyes were also indifferent. Hidden with sorrow.

Mu Sheng began to worry whether her majesty, who was so obsessed with the past, could still fall in love with others. Even if one day, she was lucky enough to win his heart again, how much room would there be left for her in her heart.