Pear blossoms behind Qingming

After Qin Yuanxi finished speaking, she put on the cloak cap that had slipped behind her head at some point, turned around and left.

It seemed that he had no idea that there was a ghost of unknown origin behind him.

A certain ghost choked on Qin Yuanxi's attitude. After watching Qin Yuanxi walk away, he pressed his heel on the grave, jumped off the grave, and then dug up the grave without any psychological burden. opened.

After confirming that there was nothing inside, he was stunned.

How can a living person set up a mound for himself?

Weird...

Qin Yuanxi went all the way back to Lihualuo - he usually lives here, even though he now has enough financial resources to buy a residence in the best location in the capital that is not inferior to any prince and grandson's mansion.

As long as he doesn't live under the same roof as Zheng Anlu, he can live in a stable even in a cowshed.

He lived in the best courtyard in Lihualuo, only he and Qi'an, a servant, and no one else.

Qin Yuanxi pushed open the courtyard door, and Qi'an moved a small bench and sat on the porch, dozing off bit by bit, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Qin Yuanxi went over to pat him on the head, Qi'an immediately woke up, stood up abruptly, his head almost touched Qin Yuanxi's chin.

"...Sir! You're back? Qi'an, go and serve the food!"

Qin Yuanxi let out a "hmm" and walked into her room.

There was no lamp in the room, so Qin Yuanxi casually put the umbrella by the door and went over to light an oil lamp.

The bean-sized flames trembled slightly, reflecting Qin Yuanxi's shadow on the wall indistinctly.

Unprepared, Qin Yuanxi turned around holding the lamp.

Then his hand shook, and he almost spilled the lamp oil.

In front of the door behind him, at some point stood a man in red with an iron mask, smiling and raising his hand to say hello: "Hey, we meet again! So you live here? Ah! Fate is so wonderful !"

Qin Yuanxi: "...What do you want to do?"

"Ah, I don't want to do anything, you know my situation~ I have nowhere to go, and I don't have a grave..."

Qin Yuanxi interrupted coldly: "I'll find someone to dig one for you tomorrow."

"Ah, this cemetery is also very particular..."

"Where do you want to stand? You can choose whatever you want. The best Fengshui master, you can choose whatever you want."

"Ah, this tomb is a place of eternal rest after all, I'm used to sleeping in any tomb..."

"How do you want to build it? How much putty do you need for the coffin? Do you want the coffin to be made of nanmu or white jade?"

"I……"

"Ok?"

"I want to say - even if there is a cemetery to lie down in, do you think I look like a person who can live at leisure?!"

"Oh, I see, I'll find a ghost hunter tomorrow..."

"Don't! Don't, don't! Wow, I really convinced you, I'm so sincere, so pitiful, so weak, don't you really think about taking me in?! Where's your conscience?! It's too hurtful...Ah, bah, It’s too hurtful! It’s really too hurtful!!!”

Qin Yuanxi: "..."

"go out."

"I, I, I... I will continue to pester you!!!"

"You're dirty, don't come in."

"I... eh?"

This tone is a bit wrong!

A certain ghost got excited: "Then...?"

Qin Yuanxi: "...Okay, shut up, go out and find a place to hide."

A certain ghost has undoubtedly hid in a corner.

Qin Yuanxi: "..."

Not long after, Qi'an served the food, and Qin Yuanxi ate a few mouthfuls casually, and said, "Qian, go and get some hot water, I want to take a bath....Well, you can get it from the box on the shelf yourself. Go get a few gold leaves, go to Weaving Star Workshop and buy two undershirts, white ones."

Qi'an: "...Huh???"

That's right!Let's not mention that my husband always takes a bath until midnight, and... my husband's clothes are not white!Even the underwear is black...

This...it seems to be the Ching Ming Festival...my husband is going out, don't be a ghost, right? ? ?