It's late autumn, the mountains and fields are bare, the leaves are withered, and everything you look at is desolate.
Yingluo's face was covered with white gauze, and she was holding a basket in her hand, which contained incense, candles and fruits for worship. She went to the cemetery to pay homage to her brother. She had been in Shengtong Mountain for a few days, and in two days it would be the life sacrifice of the witch Nayi. Gu Wu
The queen of the country will not leave the northern capital easily.
As Nayi's son, Aman will definitely come to Shengtong Mountain to pay tribute, which is her opportunity.
There is another person buried on Shengtong Mountain. That person is Princess Man'er. Her ice coffin was transported back to the ancient Wu Kingdom and she was buried here. Man'er could not give up her obsession with her brother until she died. Now she is buried in
Here, one of her wishes was fulfilled.
Yingluo has always felt deeply guilty for her brother's passing. She prepares sacrifices every day to pay homage and takes this opportunity to spend time with her brother.
In the distance, there was a faint sound of footsteps, and Cheng Feng came up from behind, "Princess, the secret guard came to report that Prince Aman led his people towards Shengtong Mountain two days ago, and he is expected to arrive here tomorrow."
Yingluo nodded knowingly, "I know, you go ahead and prepare too! Remember, the secret guards should try to hide themselves as much as possible so that no one can discover them."
"yes!"
When Yingluo saw Chengfeng leave and see Aman tomorrow, she felt extremely strange in her heart. She clearly hated him for killing her child, which had prevented her from being able to conceive again.
At this moment, I feel like I don't hate him as much as I did before. He taught me the secrets of making firearms. If it weren't for him, I would be just an ordinary woman.
He stretched out his hand and stroked his brother's tombstone, "Brother, my sister is about to take action. If Aman knows his life experience, it will destroy his peaceful life. I must do this. Aman is the weakness of the ancient Queen of Wu. What I did
Everything is hoped to prevent the two countries from fighting and avoid the loss of life."
Yingluo stayed in the cemetery for a long time, and then returned to the courtyard where Nayi lived. The courtyard was cleaned very neatly, and every once in a while, someone would go up the mountain to clean it.
Yingluo returned to the room and immediately rushed to the room. There was warmth in the room and the fire was burning brightly.
Yingluo stretched out her hand and pulled off the veil. She looked at the furnishings in the room and couldn't help but think of the witch Nayi. She saved her life but sealed her memory. She did that because she knew Aman's thoughts about her.
She has been exploring what kind of woman Nayi is. All Nayi's belongings were taken away, and all the evidence that could prove Aman's life experience was buried.
If she wants to alienate Arnold, she must find evidence to let Aman know her life experience, which may be a bit cruel to Aman.
Yingluo took out her baggage, put on the clothes of an old woman, and simply pulled up her hair and put it into a hairpin in front of the bronze mirror. She took the potion and applied it on her hands, which will create the effect of aging. As long as you don't look carefully, it will look like an old woman.
You won't notice any clues.
She took out the nanmu box that Si Wushang gave her, opened the brocade bag inside, took out the old woman's mask, and carefully applied it on her face. It was cold and very thin.
When I put on a mask and look at myself, a woman in her fifties with an average appearance is reflected in the bronze mirror. What seems to be missing?
The old woman must have a sense of vicissitudes of life. Her eyes are too hard and her body is too stiff to be able to practice martial arts for many years. It is difficult to correct it for a while.
In order not to show any flaws in front of Aman, Yingluo demonstrated over and over again in front of the bronze mirror to adapt to her new identity.
In order not to be discovered, he threw all the clothes including the nanmu box into the stove.
Aman followed his mother's will and came to worship the witch Nayi, along with his sister and Amai. They trampled on the dead branches and leaves, making the scene desolate and desolate.
Every time I come here, I will think of Yingluo. I will remember that I brought Yingluo here a year ago, and just now Nayi died. The person he misses now has long been forgotten by him.
He suppressed all his emotions and continued heading up the mountain, heading directly towards the cemetery. From a distance, he saw sacrifices placed in front of the tombstone, and people were already coming to pay their respects.
There was only one person in the world besides my mother who would come to worship, and my already calm heart was filled with ripples, "Could it be that she is back?"
There was actually hope in his heart, and he should hate her for taking advantage of her and deceiving her like that. Aman came to the tombstone with mixed emotions.
Sacrificial offerings were placed under the three tombstones. Looking at the order in which they were placed, it seemed that people came to pay homage every day. Could it be that someone lived on this mountain? Hesitation could not help but arise in my heart.
After a year, his mind has become much more stable. He is not in a hurry to confirm his suspicions and orders people to place the sacrifices separately.
Lifting up his clothes and kneeling on the ground, he lit the incense and said, "Uncle and aunt, the queen mother is busy with official duties and can't get away. Aman came to pay homage to the two of you on behalf of the queen mother." He took some sake and sprinkled it on the ground, and bowed respectfully three times before getting up.
When they came to the tombstones of Man'er and Amai, their mother refused to allow them to be buried together as husband and wife because Man'er was married. Although the two were not buried as husband and wife, they were still together.
Aman twirled the fragrance and said, "Sister, you have deserved your death. Now you can live forever with the one you love. Amai, Man'er really loves you. She lost her life to avenge you. You must take good care of her."
Wait for her."
After the simple worship, he would stay on the mountain overnight and would go back tomorrow.
Looking at the top of the mountain, I saw the smoke lingering in the distance. There were actually people living on the mountain. Who else would live here besides myself? I was eager to confirm my conjecture, so I rushed towards the mountain.
Sang Kan also saw the smoke coming from the top of the mountain. He had already set up a warning and called from behind: "Master, it's dangerous!"
Aman ignored Sangkan's reminder and ran towards the mountain. Sangkan and his people followed closely behind Aman to protect him.
The closer they got, the harder it was for Aman to calm down. He knew clearly that she would not come back, but he always held a glimmer of hope in his heart.
There was a faint sound of chopping firewood in the courtyard. Aman stopped in the courtyard and saw a middle-aged man in a navy blue cotton robe, holding a big ax in his hand and chopping firewood in the courtyard.
Seeing Aman's arrival, he hurriedly dropped the ax in his hand and looked at Aman blankly, looking at a loss.
Aman was filled with disappointment. Now that she was the regent, how could she come back? But who was the man who suddenly appeared in front of her?
"Who are you?"
But I saw the sturdy man calling into the room: "Mom, someone is coming."
In the kitchen, Murong Yingluo already knew everything that happened in the courtyard. She was ready. She opened the door, bowed her body slightly and walked out.
Deliberately lowering his voice, "Feng'er, what happened?"
The strong man hurriedly stepped forward to help the old woman, "Mom, a group of officials are coming."
"Bold! You live here too! Come here, drive them out!" Sang Kan shouted.
Aman looked at the mother and son, with an indescribable feeling in his heart, "Wait!" he stopped.
Looking at the frightened mother and son, she asked with a kind face: "I want to know why you want to live here?"
The two mother and son knelt down in a hurry, and the woman said: "The old woman came from Xinyue Kingdom. Eighteen years ago, her family encountered a shipwreck on the way to migration, and she was rescued thanks to the guidance of a witch. Her husband passed away some time ago, but she didn't
I dared to forget the kindness of the miko and came to visit with my son, but what I didn't want to see were several deserted graves. Before I could repay my kindness, the miko left. The old woman was helpless, so she stayed for a few days to worship the miko.
, if the official does not allow the old woman to leave immediately with her son."
Hearing this woman's explanation, it was so cold that she couldn't bear to kneel on the ground at such an old age, "You guys should get up first!"
The old woman had just stood up and looked directly at Aman, her eyes full of horror and her expression frozen. This was unexpected by everyone.
The strong man pulled the woman and said, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"He is the son of the miko! Isn't he dead? Who is buried in the cemetery?"
"You are talking such nonsense! Our Highness is the son of the Queen." Sang Kan rushed to arrest the woman, but was blocked by the strong man and was knocked away by Sang Kan.
The woman knelt on the ground in panic, "Master, the old woman is not talking nonsense. He is the son of the miko. I hugged him sixteen years ago. There is a crescent-shaped birthmark on his waist." Yingluo.
I have seen the scar on Aman’s body.
Anyone with the blood of the Witch Clan will have the Xuan Yue mark on their body, and the nobler the bloodline, the clearer it will be.
The mother said that the scar was a result of being burned by a stove due to playfulness when she was a child. The woman said that she was the son of a witch, so it was too much of a coincidence that there were marks on her body.
If what the old woman said was true, she had killed her biological mother. Aman's eyes became extremely cold. He grabbed the old woman's collar and his eyes met hers.
He saw the panic and horror in her eyes, helpless and panicked. He had never seen these eyes before, but the person standing in front of him was a woman, and the hand he held was an old one.
"You know I have scars on my body, who are you?"
The strong man got up from the ground and ran towards Aman. "Let my mother go!" Sang Kan beat him to the ground again.
"Master... please... let go... of us, mother and son." The woman's face turned red from being strangled by him and she was almost out of breath.
Seeing the woman's painful look, which could not be disguised, Aman slowly loosened her restraints, looking lost.
What am I? I'm just an ordinary mother and son, here to repay their kindness.
"Let's go!"
"Master, we cannot let them go. This mother and son actually slandered the master."
"If I say let him go, let him go! Do you want to disobey me?"
Sang Kan was helpless and shouted at the mother and son: "Get out of here!"
Aman watched the strong man stumble up, dragging his injured body and helping the old woman leave.
The orderer checked the luggage left by the mother and son and found nothing unusual. He said to Sang Kan: "Keep a close eye on this mother and son!"
The reason why Aman was so exposed was because if his life experience were true, he would not be able to bear the consequences.
He also once doubted why his aunt would risk her life to awaken Yingluo and seal Yingluo's memory for him, which completely surpassed his aunt's love.
I still remember the throbbing in Nayi's eyes when I first saw her in this courtyard. He has been gifted since he was a child, and his mind has not yet been opened, as if it has been sealed.
Thinking back on every detail, the more he felt that there was something wrong with his life experience. He wanted to return to Beidu, and he wanted to verify his life experience.