824 A Rain of Tears (2/2)

Ning Que did not answer him. He sat inside the carriage, tightly holding the letter in his hand. He was once again reminded of that feeling he had when he saw the Empress jump down in front of him.

”Let's go,” he said.

Wang Jinglue was going to turn around, and lifting his reins, he asked, ”Where shall we go?”

Ning Que said, ”Leave the city.”

Wang Jinglue was stunned, then he asked again, ”Are you sure?”

Ning Que said, ”If I can't leave the city, how can I kill people out there in the future?”

There was a pavilion to the south of Chang'an. Around it was a large field of weeds with a lot of cemeteries.

Ning Que first went to the joint tombs of the Emperor and Empress, then he went to the public cemetery of the Military Ministry. Many soldiers were buried there. At last, he went to Yan Se and Wei Guangming's tomb.

”When you leave, you should be able to see much in the future. But why can people only see the future when they are dying? What is the point of that for the people who are living?”

Then he turned to his left. There was a new tomb.

It was small, just as small as Sangsang.

There were only some clothes, half a box of notes, and two boxes of cosmetic powder from the Chenjinji Cosmetics Store in the tomb.

The Zengs were standing in front of it, holding each other's hand. Mrs. Zeng must have been weeping for a long time because her eyes were red and swollen. Servants were there cleaning the tomb.

Ning Que bowed and stepped forward. He said respectfully, ”Father-in-law, you should take my mother-in-law back.”

Zeng Jing had not expected that he would see him outside the city, so he was shocked. Then he understood and cried out, patting him on his shoulders with relief.

Then they all went back home.

Ning Que stood alone at Sangsang's tomb.

He took the letter out and tore the notes apart. Then he burned one half with the receipt in front of her tomb and carefully put the other half in his pocket.

Then he left.

The black horse carriage approached Chang'an.

Listening to the rain, he sat inside, silent.

Suddenly, a blast of wind came from the north.

Yellow soil came along with the wind, becoming mud after being drenched by the rain.

The rain beat down and flowed down from the walls to the ground like a yellow curtain, which reminded him of the walls in the City of Wei.

The notes were sent to the City of Wei.

Sangsang had been sending notes since they arrived in Chang'an.

On this receipt, it said: ”No one was found”.

No one was in the City of Wei.

Neither was Sangsang.

Ning Que cried inconsolably.

He jumped out of the carriage and ran into the rain.

The rain fell on his face and dirtied his tears.

The black carriage followed him.

The people passing by looked at him and asked inquisitively, ”Why not get in the carriage? It is not a good time to enjoy the rain. It is too dirty.”

Ning Que wiped the dirty rain off his face. He pointed at the growing willow on both sides of the road and said, ”It is spring, isn't it?”