The stand-in didn't take it seriously for three years, and the minister was furious when they b

"Do you think I have nothing to do or that anyone can have this honor?"

I don't know why, but every time I look at her, Beitang Yi feels like he's been bewitched. For some reason, he can't bear to refuse. At this moment, his voice becomes uncontrollably soft.

"So do you agree or not?"

Beitang Yi didn't understand her thoughts, but he understood her persistence. He nodded and sighed helplessly:

"What a annoying little goblin, promise~"

Apart from her, Beitang Yi didn't think he would carry anyone else on his back. He just thought that if he didn't do it, someone would probably give him a cold shoulder again.

He only thought of this as a fun thing between the two of them and her unreasonable request as a result of her being in a bad mood today, but he never thought that every word and every request she made to him was taken seriously to the extreme.

But he has not really witnessed someone's stubbornness and temper yet. Everything today is not even an appetizer.

Beitang Yi did not stop walking while talking. He was happy to indulge her in these harmless matters.

"Hee hee~"

Mu Lianzhi smiled. This time, she admired the man's perfect profile from a close distance. She smiled happily:

"My Lord, you are so kind, but you pissed me off today, let me take a bite to vent my anger!"

The hot breath inhaled and exhaled on the side of his neck. Mu Lianzhi also rubbed it intimately, and then her soft fingertips gestured to the back of his neck and pointed:

"How about here?"

Beitang Yi's hair was half loose at this time. For fear of pressing and pulling his hair, all his hair was pushed to the other side. Mu Lianzhi chose an inconspicuous position at the back, as she wanted to leave a kiss mark.

After living for two lifetimes, he was still the man she had, so it would be nice to commemorate him.

"No fooling around."

"At worst I can be gentler, just for a little while, okay?"

Tilting her head, Mu Lianzhi used all kinds of soft and hard methods, and finally lowered her head and bit the back of his neck several times, until her teeth marks and a few red marks were clearly left on it.

"You woman—"

Beitang Yi didn't actually feel any pain, it was just that the soft and fragrant body had tortured him all the way, and the numbing feeling almost made his legs and feet go limp.

They had just reached the last section of the aisle. After putting her down, Beitang Yi pressed her against the wall and kissed her lips.

The lingering kiss was intermittent, and both of them felt unsatisfied for a long time.

Only when she felt the gun was about to go off did Mu Lianzhi quickly push him away, crawl out from under his armpit, and run towards the exit with a red face.

This night was full of twists and turns, but the final result was quite satisfactory.

……

The Ghost Festival was approaching in a blink of an eye. In the days leading up to it, Mu Lianzhi was either busy burning paper or staying in her room pretending to be sad.

On the day of the Ghost Festival, ancestor worship is usually concentrated in the morning. Men in each family go to the ancestral tombs to worship, and women are not eligible to participate. Therefore, avoiding the morning period, Mu Lianzhi went out in the afternoon, preparing to burn the last bit of the ceremony.

After leaving the Marquis' Mansion for a distance, she sent Leng Yun to take the prepared bronze device and Xuanwu hairpin to find the "Thousand-Faced Ghost Hand" Lu Qian, and she took Chunmiao and Leng Yu up the mountain.

Three years ago, Ling Wenzhan had his clothes and bones built for him. The Marquisate did not bury him in the ancestral tomb area of ​​the Marquisate because their body was not found. Instead, they found a so-called "feng shui treasure land" on the mountain.

In the past, Mu Lianzhi didn’t think there was anything wrong with it, but now when she thinks back on it, she realizes that every step was giving her away.

That person is really dead now, and his body might have been secretly buried in the Ling family's ancestral tomb. However, all major sacrifices are family-style, and outsiders from side branches are present. The dirty deeds of the Marquis' Mansion will definitely not be announced in public, so there is probably no place for the dead ghost.

After climbing all the way to the small grave, Mu Lianzhi pretended to wipe his eyes and directed his servants to bring all the things that were going to be burned.

She had been here once before, and none of the paper horses, paper figures, and even paper money she burned were complete.

But today is different.

Today is the Ghost Festival, and she got all the things she wanted. But this time she didn't plan to burn them for the dead ghost. After all, it is the annual Ghost Festival, and she wanted to burn something for the original owner.

No matter which world the original owner is in, she only hopes that she can live a better life in this one after a miserable life.

After setting up the brazier, Mu Lianzhi sent all the maids ten meters away. She knelt in front of the grave alone and burned the grave as seriously as ever according to the instructions of the funeral home owner.

"I don't know what to call you, and I don't know if you can hear it. Mu Lianzhi, ah Mu Lianzhi, you and I are destined to be together. Just think of it as burning it for myself."

"If you are lucky enough to come to my world, I hope you will be happy."

"If you are lucky enough to become me again, I hope you will not be burdened by your past life, and still maintain that pure and kind heart, and be good to my parents."

"We'll all be fine."

"Actually, I miss home so much. If possible, I really hope we can go back."

"You're different now, living your life over again."

……

It kept burning until the end. Looking at the lifelike gold ingots and the young boys and girls, Mu Lianzhi thought of her loving family and the free life in modern times, and herself who was surrounded by wolves and alone in this era. She was really sad and cried her heart out.

This time, when she burned paper money, she openly vented all the emotions that had accumulated since she traveled to this dynasty.

After the paper burned, she felt relieved.

After wiping her red eyes, she got up from the ground where she was kneeling.

"Okay, now that the burning is over I should leave."

"If I'm still here next year and you still need me, please send me a dream and I'll come to see you again."

Immersed in her own thoughts, Mu Lianzhi did not notice a white shadow walking down the mountain, and the burning gaze was always behind her.

She bowed three more times, wiped her tears and walked back in a daze. When she raised her eyes, she found that her vision was empty and the spring seedlings and cold rain that were waiting for her were gone.

"spring--"

She looked around and was about to call for help when suddenly a large hand came from the sky. The next second, she was sucked over by a powerful force. She staggered and her back hit the tree trunk.

"Ah, help!"

She was about to call for help when suddenly a familiar male voice with gritted teeth rang in her ears:

"Do you like him that much?"

When Mu Lianzhi opened his eyes, he met a pair of cold, gloomy eyes that seemed to be filled with some anger.

Beitang Wing?

She heaved a sigh of relief, then swung her fist and angrily hit him:

"What are you doing? Don't you know that scaring people can kill them?"

Mu Lianzhi's deliberately lowered voice was obviously unhappy and hoarse with crying. Seeing that she was dressed in white and her eyes were misty and red, Beitang Yi leaned over, held her little head, and kissed her heavily.

The wild kiss swept over her like a storm, as if it wanted to devour her whole and alive——