After rebirth, she turned around and married the emperor's uncle and tore the scumbag apart

Chapter 655 Worship

She had never seen so many graves before.

Are all of these people Xiao Yu knows?

With so many people dying, what a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood it must have been.

Gazing at the endless rows of tombstones, Su Lingyue seemed to see rivers of blood and corpses everywhere. Her heart felt as if it were being gripped by a giant hand, the pain almost suffocating her.

Xiao Yu was helped out of the carriage by Ren Dong and saw Su Lingyue standing beside the carriage, her face pale.

"Yue'er."

Upon hearing Xiao Yu's voice, Su Lingyue turned around and met his gaze before snapping back to reality.

Xiao Yu said gently, "If you're scared, go back to the carriage."

Su Lingyue smiled and shook her head. "I'm not afraid as long as you're here. I have to see them eventually, and today is a good day."

Seeing her insistence, Xiao Yu didn't try to persuade her any further, but just smiled and said, "Come with me later, and I'll introduce you to them."

"Mm." Su Lingyue nodded gently.

Yan Qing, carrying the wheelchair with one hand, placed it next to the carriage, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a fawning manner, "Your Highness, I've cleaned it all up."

Ren Dong helped Xiao Yu up, and with light steps, landed beside the wheelchair. Together with Yan Qing, they helped Xiao Yu sit down.

Su Lingyue moved two steps to the side. Without the carriage to block the sun, she was wearing a white silk dress with dark patterns and her hair was styled in a neat bun. It wasn't hot, but the sun was shining directly on her slightly red face, making it hard for her to open her eyes. She had to hold up her handkerchief to shield herself from the sunlight.

Just then, an oil-paper umbrella was placed in front of her.

Su Lingyue turned her head and saw Li Jing, who had somehow gotten an umbrella and was handing it to her. However, Li Jing's gaze was not on her, but on the tombstone in front of her, and her expression was more distant than usual.

"Take it," Li Jing urged.

"Mm." Su Lingyue smiled as she took the umbrella, and said to Li Jing with a smile, "Thank you."

Li Jing hummed in agreement and took two steps forward, her gaze fixed on the grave not far away.

After Xiao Yu adjusted his posture and turned to look for Su Lingyue, he saw her holding up a half-open paper umbrella.

However, as soon as she raised it above her head, the umbrella closed automatically, and Su Lingyue frowned in annoyance as she looked at it.

"Ah-Qing," Xiao Yu called out.

Li Jing turned around and, following Xiao Yu's gaze, saw Su Lingyue holding an umbrella, looking bewildered.

Yes.

Whenever she went out, her two maids would always follow, serving her perfectly every time, so she didn't have to lift a finger.

Li Jing walked to Su Lingyue's side and took the paper umbrella from her hand.

Su Lingyue smiled at her somewhat awkwardly.

Li Jing didn't say anything, opened the paper umbrella and handed it to Su Lingyue, then walked back to the spot and continued looking at the grave.

"Thank you." Su Lingyue said to Li Jing with a smile, then walked to Xiao Yu's side, holding the umbrella handle with both hands to shield them from the sunlight.

Su Lingyue followed Xiao Yu for a few steps and stopped about ten steps away from the cemetery. Yun Ting and several servants stepped forward, placed the firecrackers on the ground, and then lit them.

The sound of firecrackers echoed through the valley, the deafening roar seemingly announcing to those sleeping there that they had arrived.

Xiao Yu gazed at the cemetery ahead, his expression sorrowful, his eyes already reddening.

Everyone else, like Xiao Yu, wore expressions of deep sorrow and grief.

Until the firecrackers stopped, Su Lingyue heard faint sobbing, but she didn't know who it was.

At first, Su Lingyue was a little scared when she saw the cemetery, but as she heard their crying, her fear gradually subsided, and she even felt sad and her eyes quietly reddened.

After wiping away her tears, Su Lingyue looked up again to find Yun Ting leading everyone to kneel down and kowtow before the grave.

Ren Dong, Zhang Chenglin, and Li Jing, who were beside Yun Ting, also knelt down and kowtowed along with him.

Despite the blazing sun, the atmosphere was heavier than ever, and many people's backs were already soaked with sweat, but they seemed oblivious.

After the prayers were completed, everyone buried Xiaoman and Qilu next to the two old graves.

Su Lingyue turned to Xiao Yu and asked, "Are they their relatives?"

Xiao Yu gave a faint "hmm".

At this moment, the redness in his eyes had faded.

"Xiaoman's father and mother were on his sides, and behind them was his brother's family. Qi Lu was raised by his brother and was buried next to him."

"Then they all..."

died.

If Su Lingyue felt heartbroken and sad when she saw Ji Tang and the others' bodies before, at this moment, she only felt indescribable fear.

At that moment, she truly felt what death was.

A person, along with everything he owns, disappears from this world, leaving no trace, only a pile of yellow earth.

She looked down at Xiao Yu, who seemed to sense her gaze and looked up at her, their eyes meeting.

Su Lingyue lowered her head, hiding the emotions in her eyes, but tightened her grip on Xiao Yu's sleeve.

They've already started scattering and burning paper money ahead of them.

Xiao Yu said to Ren Dong, "Push me over there."

After saying that, he spoke gently to Su Lingyue, "Yue'er, come over here, and I'll introduce you to them."

Su Lingyue gave a soft "hmm" to hide the sob in her throat.

Ren Dong pushed the wheelchair toward the bonfire where paper money was being burned, and Su Lingyue, holding an umbrella, followed them and stood beside the pile of paper money.

Heat rushes to my face.

The leaping flames reminded Xiao Yu of the days when they went to the battlefield together, full of high spirits, and he unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Friends, it has been a long time since we last met. I have come to pay my respects to you today, firstly to send off the son and brother of a deceased friend to reunite with you. Both of them died for their loyalty to the Lord, and I hope you will take good care of them in the afterlife."

He glanced tenderly at Su Lingyue, then turned to the flames and said, "Secondly, let me introduce my wife to you, Su Lingyue, who is eighteen years old. Although she is Su Heng's daughter, she is kind-hearted and a fine wife of Yu. If you know this in the afterlife, please bless her. Yu sincerely thanks you."

After Xiao Yu finished speaking, Su Lingyue bowed slightly to the front and said softly, "Hello, it's the first time we've met. I am Su Lingyue, the prince's wife. I will take good care of the prince and accompany him. I hope you will accept me when we meet again in the future."

After saying that, she paused for a moment, then looked ahead and said, "I am doing well. If you have any spirits, please bless me so that I can find the medicine to cure the prince's illness and help him fulfill his heart's desire."

Xiao Yu remained silent, not wanting to extinguish her hope at this moment.

Su Lingyue looked at Xiao Yu, who was also looking at her tenderly.

Xiao Yu said, "Yue'er, burn some paper money for them for your husband."

"Ah."

Su Lingyue nodded, handed the paper umbrella to Ren Dong, walked to the fire, took a stack of paper money from a bamboo basket carried by someone, and threw it into the fire. After seeing that the paper money had completely burned, she took two more stacks and threw them in.

When she returned to Xiao Yu's wheelchair, her face was covered with fine beads of sweat from the heat of the fire.

Xiao Yu looked at her, and she looked at Xiao Yu as well. Under his gaze, she gently wiped the fine sweat from her face with a handkerchief.

After wiping away her sweat, Su Lingyue realized that Li Jing was missing. After searching around, she finally spotted a slender figure next to a grave with smoke rising from it.

That must be the grave of Ah-Ching's brother.

Watching her desolate and lonely figure, Su Lingyue felt a pang of sadness. She turned around and said to Ren Dong, "Take good care of the prince," before stepping out of the shadow of the paper umbrella and coming to Li Jing's side.

As soon as she got close, Su Lingyue heard Li Jing's voice.

"Brother, are you doing well down there?"

"I'll burn some more paper money for you. Take good care of yourself. Don't just think about saving money; I can't spend it anyway. I'm not by your side; you have to take care of yourself."

At this point, her voice choked slightly. After a rustling sound of oil paper, she said, "These are beggar's chicken legs. I can eat them every day now. I brought you two to try today. If you like them, tell me in a dream and I'll bring you more."

Ah Qing rarely speaks so much at once.

Listening behind her, Su Lingyue's eyes were already brimming with tears. She wiped her tears and said to the tombstone, "Brother A-Qing, the prince and I will take good care of A-Qing, so don't worry. Please bless A-Qing and keep her safe."

Li Jing didn't say anything more, but silently cleared the weeds from the grave mound.

Back beside Xiao Yu, Su Lingyue noticed a strange phenomenon.

None of the others went to pay their respects to their relatives individually.

"Why don't the others go to pay respects to their relatives?" Su Lingyue asked.

Looking at the cemetery ahead, Xiao Yu said, "They were all accused of various crimes back then. Those who survived have all changed their names and identities, just in case."

As for what "what if" might happen, even if Xiao Yu didn't say, Su Lingyue could probably guess.

Besides preventing outsiders from finding out, this also protects them in case of internal problems, as no one knows who is whose descendant.

"Where is A-Qing?" Su Lingyue asked.

Xiao Yu looked at Li Jing, his tone tinged with helplessness, "She's different."

Different?

Considering A-Qing's personality, Su Lingyue could roughly guess the reason.

Ah-Qing has always been unconventional and probably isn't afraid of these things. Xiao Yu couldn't control her, so he just let her do as she pleased.

Su Lingyue's gaze unconsciously drifted to an empty space in the first row, where no graves or tombstones had been erected.

She asked Xiao Yu, puzzled, "Why is that place empty?"

Xiao Yu followed Su Lingyue's gaze and, after a few moments, said calmly, "That was reserved for one person."

For some reason, Su Lingyue felt inexplicably uncomfortable upon hearing these words, which made her afraid to ask any further questions.

The entire worship ceremony took more than half an hour.

On the way back to the manor, Xiao Yu fell asleep leaning against the carriage wall. Su Lingyue sat upright the whole way, so Xiao Yu could lean against her to avoid slipping.

Su Lingyue held his hand, secretly cherishing these last few months.

It doesn't matter. Even if Xiao Yu really dies from the poison one day, with her by his side, they will still be the most loving couple.