"There's nothing good about it." She wouldn't be angry at all about these things, and she didn't care about her status as the so-called "second princess" at all.
Of course, it would be another matter to compromise with Cang Xiyuan just to anger Mu Yuntian.
She didn't bother to do it, and she didn't bother to say another word to people like Cang Xiyuan.
The style is different and the behavior is different.
Aren’t you asking me to go to the grave? Then I won’t go!
Bai Yuyue stepped back, sat back on the bed, took out a piece of cardboard, and folded it.
"Miss, what are you doing?" Hanshuang looked at Bai Yuyueque and made a lotus-shaped thing, which was very strange.
"I make river lanterns." Bai Yuyueque replied softly.
Putting out river lanterns is a must-have activity during the Ghost Festival of Yin State.
According to legend, the souls of those who died in vain will wander around the world on the night of midsummer in July when they cannot find their way back to the underworld.
At this time, if there is a small river lamp that carries these sad souls and guides them all the way to the Naihe Bridge, they can be reincarnated as human beings.
"Miss, are you making the river lantern for your late wife, or for Uncle Yunfei?" Hanshuang also asked curiously.
Bai Yuyueque did not answer.
Although Mu Yunfei died young, he still had brothers and sisters offering incense to him.
However, the incense of the Bai Yu clan was extinguished, and the blood of the Bai Yu family was no longer in my remaining soul.
Can Father and the others receive such a sacrifice?
"Whatever...the river lantern is meant to carry souls. Whoever is lucky enough to get a ride is just reincarnated. Who cares?"
Bai Yuyue smiled bitterly, maybe the soul that deserves this little lamp is me.
"Miss, do you think Madam and Uncle Yunfei will really be guided by these boats to reincarnate at Naihe Bridge?" Hanshuang sat down, helped her pack her things, and asked in passing.
"I don't know." Bai Yuyue shook his head, "I don't believe in fate."