Chapter 283 The strong never complain about the environment



Chapter 283 The strong never complain about the environment

The wedding date was approaching, and Song Junhua was very dissatisfied with having to go to the imperial mausoleum to worship his ancestors before the wedding.

Why not offer ancestor worship at any other time? Why do it right before the wedding... How unlucky!

Especially since his mother had not yet been buried in the imperial mausoleum, the more he thought about Concubine Hua's death, the more depressed he felt.

We headed north out of the capital, but because we were going to worship our ancestors we couldn't travel fast, so it took us two full days to reach the imperial mausoleum at sunset.

Lu Xinran was already numb from the shaking in the carriage. When he got off, his legs were sore and he looked a little dazed.

On the other hand, Song Junhua's fiancée Han Jingyun had the demeanor of a lady from a noble family, with neither her hair nor her clothes being messy at all.

She cast a faint glance at Lu Xinran, then raised her hand to signal the maid to help her go ahead.

There was so much arrogance in her look that it almost made Lu Xinran laugh.

[Is she mentally ill?]

[Or is she too confident in the Han family, thinking that there is nothing shameful going on in their house? ]

Han Jingyun's steps, which were steady and dignified, suddenly stumbled. She gritted her teeth and prevented herself from turning around and glaring at Lu Xinran.

Song Junyan walked towards her with a smile, "This place is not like the capital, the accommodation is a bit shabby, just bear with it, we will return to the capital after offering sacrifices to our ancestors tomorrow."

Lu Xinran heard the hidden meaning in his words, she smiled and nodded in agreement, but in her heart she was stingy and asked the system to download Han Jingyun's booklet.

If she still lets herself suffer losses even though she has the system in her hands, she will have to endure more hardships!

Song Junhua glanced at them with hatred, anger, and great complexity, then walked towards Han Jingyun and glared at her as a warning.

Knowing that Lu Xinran has that terrible system, why would you bother to mess with her!

Han Jingyun felt aggrieved and unwilling. She knew from a young age that she would most likely marry Song Junhua as a princess in the future, so she learned various etiquette and manners day after day since she was three years old.

Whenever she did something wrong or inconsiderate, her grandmother, mother, and the nanny who nursed her around would scold her.

She has lived very cautiously over the past decade or so, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

How come she lives so cautiously, but Lu Xinran can be so careless? The wedding date is approaching, but there is no sign of restraint in her!

How could she accept this?

Lu Xinran quickly glanced at her brochure and was speechless for a moment when he saw that she was upset because of this.

This person doesn't understand that as long as you don't regard your face as the most important thing, then... you will be invincible~

She didn't want to be a dignified, noble and polite princess who was praised by everyone, so she could do whatever she wanted.

Song Junyan listened to her mumblings and felt inexplicably angry and amused.

This girl doesn't care about her own face at all, she doesn't care about...his face!

However, he had been a pervert for so long that he had been forced to put the issue of face behind him.

There were already people waiting at the intersection in the imperial mausoleum, and when they saw them they hurried over to greet them.

The resting yard had already been tidied up, and the group settled in. Not long after, someone brought them some simple meals.

"Host, do you still remember the Concubine Chen? She is in the yard in front."

The system suddenly popped up, with an excited tone.

Lu Xinran paused slightly as she picked up the chopsticks. Chen Fei, of course she remembered.

This was the first big news she had tasted since coming here. "You are so excited, have you discovered something?"

"Host, she is within a hundred steps of you. You can read her brochure."

So close?

Lu Xinran instantly perked up. Electronic pickled mustard tuber tastes the best when eaten with rice.

As soon as Song Junyan walked into the yard, he heard her conversation with the system. He walked to the door without stopping and knocked.

Cuizhu went forward to open the door. She was a little surprised to see him outside, and quickly came to her senses and bowed.

Lu Xinran heard the noise and looked towards him. Seeing the servant behind her holding a food box, she knew that he wanted to use the meal time to discuss with her how to go to Su Hongyu's burial place.

She didn't stand up, but asked someone to bring him a round stool and bowls and chopsticks, and asked all the servants in the room to leave.

"Where will we worship our ancestors tomorrow?"

"In an open space next to the Emperor's grandfather's tomb."

Since the founding of the Great Chu State, there have been six emperors, all of whom were buried in the mountains north of the capital.

The six tombs are not close to each other. According to the rules, worshipping ancestors requires worshipping at each of them. However, due to limited time, the Ministry of Rites officials suggested that they worship at the tomb of the previous emperor, and the other tombs can be just for show.

Lu Xinran immediately became interested when he heard him say this, "Then will we pass by from the right rear?"

"We can pass by there," Song Junyan came here to say this: "I have already arranged it. We will pass by Su Hongyu's tomb tomorrow, but it won't be too long. You remember to seize the time. If you don't make it in time, I can only think of a way for us to go around there on our way back."

"Yes, I understand."

If it fails to load after two passes, it means that too much time has passed and the system can't do anything.

It was not a pity for her that she could not find out the truth of that year. After all, whether the emperor was the empress dowager's biological son or not, the truth was not visible to her.

After finishing their business, the two picked up their bowls and chopsticks and prepared to have dinner.

Lu Xinran opened the booklet of Concubine Chen and began to read it with great pleasure.

[Wow, does the dog emperor know that his most beloved concubine gave him a green grassland? ]

[She actually gave birth to a child for the grave keeper here. The Concubine Chen is really reckless. 】

[Well, there is more than one person. The chiefs of several villages guarding the imperial mausoleum are all her guests.]

[These people also tacitly built a yard for her and came to her room at regular intervals according to her arrangements.]

[Tsk, as expected, the strong never complain about the environment. People like her will never put themselves in a difficult position no matter what situation they are in.]

[She would not endure hardships and become a yellow-faced woman, and then stay with the scumbag forever. She has been with the dog emperor for so long, how could she not know that she can never go back after coming here. ]

[Expecting a pig to only say that to her is obviously wishful thinking. ]

[She is such a person who sees reality clearly and has the means, she must do whatever makes her feel comfortable. ]

Song Junyan: “…”

He silently swallowed the food in his mouth and looked up at someone who was immersed in eating melon.

How could she, a young girl, know so much?!

She can talk about love affairs between men and women very casually. Did she have a lover in the countryside before?

In the yard not far away, Song Junhua and Han Jingyun looked at each other awkwardly.

Although I'm used to Lu Xinran's thoughts and some of the things she says when she's eating melons, it's still very embarrassing, especially since they're getting married soon.

"After returning to the capital, I will find an opportunity to tell my father about this. Just pretend you have never heard of this. Do you understand?"

Han Jingyun blushed and nodded awkwardly, "Yes, I'll make a note of it."


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