On the other side, Tianwen was sweating profusely with a shovel under the sun. On the other side, Ning Shu was leisurely wandering in front of the hundreds of tombstones in the Xue family's ancestral grave. Occasionally, she would squat down to look at something, then she would get up and continue to walk forward.
After she finished walking around the entire cemetery, she wiped her sweat and walked back to the tree where Xiahou Qing was resting. She picked up a bowl of herbal tea.
Xiahou Qing sat calmly under the tree. His posture was relaxed and elegant, as if wherever he was, whether it was a desolate and horrifying cemetery or a luxurious and intoxicating palace banquet, it was no different to him. Ning Shu had to admire his composure.
After Ning Shu drank the herbal tea, Xiahou Qing opened his mouth, "Xue Hongyi has been dead for more than 20 years. Her body should have turned into bones."
Ning Shu did not think, "I know."
Xiahou Qing said, "Then what do you want to find out by digging up her grave?"
Ning Shu slyly raised her eyebrows, "I want to find out if someone will come."
Her eyes were as clear as a mirror. She glanced around and bent down to whisper in Xiahou Qing's ear, "This cemetery is very strange. Although there were weeds in front of the other graves, they were not in large patches, and the grass did not grow very high. Only Xue Hongyi's grave was covered in weeds. If it were not for the stone tablet standing here, no one would have known that the beautiful courtesan whose name shook the capital more than twenty years ago was buried under the dirt mound. Does Heir know what this means? "
Her soft lips were less than an inch away from his ear. Her soft breath was like the lush green bristlegrass in spring. It gently and deliberately tickled his ear, tickling him all over.
Xia Hou Qing's Adam's apple rolled silently. Heat surged in his chest, as if the midsummer evening had arrived. The burgeoning, slightly moist emotions made him restless. His right palm silently pressed on his thigh to suppress a flaw that was about to come out. However, the mischievous person deliberately blinked her eyes and asked in a simple and curious voice, "Why is Your Highness's ear red? Was it too hot? I'll fan you right away. "
Xiahou Qing was so angry that he was at a loss for words. He did his best to put on an unmoved and cold face. With a business-like attitude, he said, "The grass is low and sparse, indicating that it has been regularly cleaned. This place was desolate, and normally, no one would pass by. Moreover, there were over a hundred tombs here, so it was definitely not a simple matter to clean them up. Thus, they were either descendants of the Xue family, or family retainers like Bai Hong who were lucky enough to survive. However, Xue Hongyi was left out. There are two possibilities for this. First, Xue Hongyi entered the brothel and degraded herself, burying the Xue family's reputation. The gravediggers disdained to sweep her grave and treated her as if she didn't exist. Second … "
After Xiahou Qing mentioned the first possibility, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
Ning Shu smiled and said, "That's the only possibility, isn't it?"
After bending for so long, Ning Shu was a little tired. She straightened up, but just as her lips were about to leave his ear, a hand suddenly reached out and pulled her back. The owner of the hand raised his eyebrows and joked, "Didn't you just say that you were going to fan me? Jiusi, give her a fan. "
Ning Shu looked at the fan that Jiusi gave her, and then looked at the person's joking expression, "…"
She took the fan woodenly and began to fan him.
However, it was her first time fanning someone, so she was a little unfamiliar. Xiahou Qing sometimes used too little strength, and sometimes he was too far away, "The wind is too weak, I can barely feel it. Use more strength."
Ning Shu used more strength.
Xiahou Qing said, "No, it's still too small. Didn't you have breakfast? This way, you'll be closer. "
Ning Shu approached.
Xiahou Qing said, "Closer."
Ning Shu took another step closer.
Xiahou Qing continued to be picky, "Why do you keep fanning behind me? Come to the front. "
Ning Shu couldn't bear it anymore and went around him with the fan. When she came around, she suddenly tripped over something and fell to one side uncontrollably, sitting on Xiahou Qing's lap and falling into his arms.
The summer clothes were so thin that the chaotic heartbeat in his solid chest was clearly transmitted to Ning Shu's heart through the thin layers of clothes. It was so strong, so flustered, exactly the same as the one in her chest.
This day was really hot, so hot that it made people feel flustered and flushed. For a moment, she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet. She wanted to get up, but she also wanted to stay like this for a while. Her legs were numb.
Xiahou Qing lowered his white jade-carved face and said in a low voice, "It's so close, the fan should be cool. Continue."
With one sentence, Ning Shu was boiled by the slightly dry air of the early summer.
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