As dusk settled.
Guided by two golden lanterns, the procession carrying the memorial tablets of Sun Er and his new husband set off in a grand procession.
Passersby at the street corner watched the commotion.
"Huh, there aren't enough paper effigies. That young master Shen alone sent twenty paper effigies of boys."
"Hey!" the old lady next to her chimed in.
"Do you think the Sun family would allow something like that to appear on the second young master's grave?"
"Oh, you're not burning it for the second young master? Are you suggesting we keep it?"
So many paper offerings filled the entire street.
What's the point of keeping it? Oh well, let the Song family worry about that.
As darkness fell, the onlookers gradually dispersed.
Even if people love watching a spectacle, they won't go to watch a spectacle about ghosts.
In the middle of the night, if you happen to attract another ghost who also loves to watch the excitement, you won't be laughing anymore.
…
The number of people at the back of the funeral procession was dwindling.
Then the several servants dressed in identical blue robes came into view.
"They are from the Song family, saying they have come to see the second young master off."
The servants who had gathered the information reported back to the head of the group, where Sun Dalang was carrying Sun Er's memorial tablet.
Sun Dalang frowned.
"Never mind, the important thing now is to get to the auspicious time. Send someone to keep an eye on them, make sure they don't cause any trouble."
.
A cold winter night.
The dim red lanterns moved through the slightly misty city, as if floating in mid-air.
The wedding procession, with its lively yet chilling festive atmosphere, played music and sang, and finally made it into the Sun family cemetery without any major incidents.
The entire team visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, dig Sun Er out and put the groom in.
Then bury the two of them back together.
Accompanied by a shout: "Lead them to the bridal chamber—"
The busy and time-consuming wedding is finally over.
Sun Dalang immediately summoned his servants.
Where are the Song family members?
The servant, having received instructions from the young master, had been keeping a close eye on the Song family's movements.
After the ceremony, he left with the other guests.
Sun Dalang found it hard to believe.
"Gone? They've all gone?"
The servant hesitated for a moment, "They must have all left."
Otherwise, why would they leave one or two people behind?
Sun Dalang and his servant exchanged a glance.
"Send more tomb guardians tonight to keep a close watch on Erlang and the other man!"
The swaying red lanterns blended into the night like fireflies.
The wedding procession made its way back in a scattered manner.
It's in the suburbs after all, and it's already December, so it's freezing cold.
Tonight, after seeing off the bride, we can't even get through the city gates and have to stay outside.
.
A person dressed in blue sat on a small tree not far from the Sun family cemetery.
Luckily, his clothes were a dark color; otherwise, this scene would have terrified a lot of people.
Shen Qingyu sat on a tree branch, like a shadow hanging on the tree, swaying gently.
He took the note out of his sleeve again.
I looked at it over and over again.
Why isn't the young lady here yet? Is she lying to him again?
As the number of people dwindled, only a few strings of red lanterns remained, swaying gently in the cemetery.
The scattered paper money fluttered in the wind.
Suddenly, a voice came from under the tree.
"Why is Young Master Shen sitting there? The view over there is much better."
But then they saw that someone had already arrived under the tree.
Shen Qingyu jumped down and met the man's ambiguous smile.
Coincidentally, the clothes she was wearing were the same as Shen Qingyu's.
They were all dressed in the uniforms of the Song family's servants, and even wore servant hats on their heads.
Shen Qingyu: "...When did you arrive?"
Qi Su: "I arrived just in time, just as they were being led into their bridal chamber."
Shen Qingyu never expected this.
Qi Su did come; she actually hid among the servants he brought.
Shen Qingyu: "You think you're angry? After all, your dead husband's coffin should have been filled with you, but now a strange man has been put in there. I'm afraid that coffin can't hold a third person."
He seems to enjoy watching the drama unfold.
Qi Su has a very good temper.
"It's okay, just squeeze it in, it should be fine."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Shen Qingyu with great interest.
At this moment, however, Young Master Shen did not understand the profound meaning in her gaze.
…
When Qi Su arrived, Young Master Shen was very pleased.
With a whoosh, he lit the tinderbox and held the flame close to his face.
"Do you think I'm any different today?" Shen Qingyu asked, staring at her.
His eyes were filled with burning anticipation.
Qi Su turned her head to look at him.
"Hmm...exceptionally perverted?"
"Hmph." Shen Qingyu adjusted the jade pendant on her ear.
Qi Su then realized that he was wearing earrings.
The two ears are fitted with different ones.
A jade lotus seedpod, and a South Sea pearl.
Even worse, she felt these two earrings looked very familiar, like...
The next second, Shen Qingyu said with a smile:
"You recognized it? These are your earrings. And this hairpin, they're yours too."
A thunderous boom struck Qi Su on the head.
Even someone as knowledgeable as her was completely bewildered at this moment.
"What do you think?" Shen Qingyu asked her again.
Qi Su had mixed feelings, but she gave him a thumbs up.
"ox."
Shen Qingyu adjusted her earring.
He seemed to really like that small jade lotus seedpod.
"It's a pity you came too late. It's already dark, and you can't see clearly that I still have your rouge on my lips."
Qi Su took a step back.
God, that's enough, don't come any closer.
The psychological impact was too great. She needed to calm down.
Shen Qingyu asked, "Do you like it?"
Qi Su glanced at him slowly, then glanced at him again.
"You like it, right?"
"Um?"
"It's better for someone to use it than for it to rot there."
Shen Qingyu laughed: "Yes, these hairpins and rouge are just like beautiful women. It would be too lonely for them to stay alone in their empty rooms."
He glanced at the red lanterns on Sun Er's grave, then at Qi Su.
His tone was somewhat excited.
"Are we having an affair right in front of your late husband, at his grave?"
Qi Su: "Stealing from the grave... what? He's busy with his wedding night right now, he probably doesn't care about us."
Shen Qingyu: "Do you want to give it a try?"
Qi Su: "What?"
Shen Qingyu stared at her intently.
"On our wedding night, even Sun Er couldn't have me, but you have me. Will Sun Er be so angry he'd crawl out of his grave?"
Qi Su...
If she wasn't mistaken, this madman was inviting her to have sex next to her deceased husband's grave.
They have wild imaginations and unconventional ideas.
Qi Su looked around.
"Great, I also have something to ask you. I wonder if there are any of your helpers around here? I feel a little embarrassed about what you're doing later, and I'm afraid their presence might spoil our fun."
Shen Qingyu looked at her with burning eyes and a gentle tone.
"Don't worry, there's no one else but you and me."
Qi Su smiled sweetly.
"Alright, Young Master Shen would never lie."
It's fine as long as there are people around, it just takes a little more effort.
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