"Jun Mohan, let's pay respects to Mother Consort," Leng Ruoli suggested.
"Alright!"
Jun Mohan nodded upon hearing this.
"Wait a moment, I'll go pick some flowers,"
After Leng Ruoli finished speaking, she walked out of Ziyiyun's graveyard.
Before long, she returned to Ziyiyun's graveyard with a large bouquet of flowers and a small basket of fruits.
Jun Mohan and Liang Bo were both slightly startled by what Leng Ruoli was holding.
"Consort, are these items for worship?" Liang Bo asked her, frowning.
"Yes, Liang Bo! This method of worship is clean and environmentally friendly, with no pollution at all. It also helps protect the cleanliness of the air and maintain the tidiness of the graveyard throughout the entire tomb-sweeping process," Leng Ruoli explained simply to Liang Bo.
"Alright, but this is the first time I've seen this way of paying respects to ancestors, Consort," Liang Bo said in surprise.
Jun Mohan, standing beside them, was not very surprised. He often saw people from Leng Ruoli's era sweeping tombs with fresh flowers on television while in Leng Ruoli's portable space. Therefore, he was not at all strange.
"Did you pick these flowers by the river?" Jun Mohan asked casually.
"Yes, there are many flowers and plants by that small river, and they are growing very well, looking as if they were specially tended. But no one appeared after I called for a long time, so I picked them secretly," Leng Ruoli mumbled softly.
However, Jun Mohan and Liang Bo on the side took Leng Ruoli's words to heart. They exchanged glances, both filled with confusion. The people of the Purple Eye Tribe had all been slaughtered by those people back then. How could there still be people planting flowers here?
But neither of them took Leng Ruoli's words seriously.
Next, Jun Mohan took the bouquet of flowers and the small basket of fruits that Leng Ruoli had tied up and placed them beside his mother's stone coffin.
The three respectfully kowtowed three times to Ziyiyun's stone coffin. Then, the three of them slowly walked out of Ziyiyun's graveyard and took away the triangular stone from the rock.
As soon as the three of them walked out of the graveyard entrance, they spotted a pair of eyes staring at their every move in the dense grass.
Jun Mohan raised his hand and spread it open, gathering an inner force and sending it towards the pile of grass. Immediately, a scream was heard: "Ah—"
Then, the three of them rushed towards the person at the fastest speed.
"It's you, Ju Jianxing!" Liang Bo exclaimed in astonishment.
"Liang Bo, what's going on with this person?" Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli sized up the middle-aged man in front of them, then turned to look at Liang Bo curiously.
"Your Highness, Consort, this person, like this old servant, was once a gatekeeper of the Purple Eye Tribe. However, later, this old servant did not know what mistake he made, and was driven down the mountain by your maternal grandparents. However, this old servant did hear others say privately that he... he seemed to have coveted the eldest daughter, was discovered by the villagers, reported to the head of the Purple Eye Tribe, and then he was beaten severely by the villagers of the Purple Eye Tribe, and finally, he was driven down the mountain by the head of the Purple Eye Tribe."
Liang Bo earnestly explained to the King of Cold and his Consort.
"Then how did he sneak into the village? After the incident in the village back then, didn't you, Liang Bo, change the entrance to the village?" Jun Mohan asked, full of confusion.
"This old servant also cannot figure out when he slipped in."
Liang Bo was also puzzled by Ju Jianxing's appearance in the village.
Afterward, he stared intently at Ju Jianxing lying on the ground, injured by Jun Mohan. Although this person had just passed middle age, his temples were already graying, his forehead and eye corners were full of wrinkles, his beard could be braided into a plait, and he was wearing ragged, dirty coarse cloth clothes, making it unbearable to look at.
"Ju Jianxing, how did you sneak in here?" Liang Bo asked him with an angry tone.
"I... cough, cough, cough..."
As soon as Ju Jianxing said "I", he coughed non-stop, because the palm Jun Mohan had hit him with was very heavy, making his internal organs almost displaced. At this moment, he was in great pain and had no strength to speak.
"Lier, help me give him a life-saving pill," Jun Mohan suddenly said.
"Okay!"
After Leng Ruoli responded, she took a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve pocket, poured out a Jade Dew Pill, and handed it to Liang Bo.
Now that Leng Ruoli had made many Jade Dew Pills, she did not feel heartbroken to give one to someone else.
Liang Bo took the pill from Leng Ruoli's hand, squatted down, and fed it into Ju Jianxing's mouth.
After a short while, Ju Jianxing's complexion improved a lot, and even the light in his eyes became brighter.
Seeing Ju Jianxing's improved complexion, Liang Bo asked him again, "Hurry up and tell me, where did you sneak into the village from?"
"Uncle Liang, ever since Purple Eye Village suffered a great disaster, I have been confined here and have never left the village," Ju Jianxing said with shifty eyes.
Liang Bo was filled with suspicion again.
"Then how come I didn't see you when I was cleaning up the bodies in the village?"
Liang Bo asked again.
"Back then, I couldn't make it outside, so I secretly returned to outside the mountain. But one day I discovered... I discovered that the barrier at the entrance of Purple Eye Village had been broken. My heart rejoiced, so I sneaked into the Purple Eye Tribe, but I was shocked to find that all the people of the Purple Eye Tribe had been killed. At that time, I saw corpses strewn all over the village and rivers of blood, and I was terrified. I wanted to leave the village as soon as possible, but then I saw you, Uncle Liang, and Prince Rui entering. I was afraid you would misunderstand me, so I hid in the large banyan tree by the river. I only came out after you had finished dealing with the village corpses and left, but you, Uncle Liang, had already sealed off the road leading out of the village," Ju Jianxing said, half truthfully.
"Then in the following years, I took the young prince (Jun Mohan) into the village twice. Why didn't you appear then?" Liang Bo was not so easily convinced by his words.
"Later, later, I felt it was good to stay here, so I didn't think about going out. So when you came to the village, I hid. Now, now that I'm sealed in, I've been waiting here every day for you to come and pay respects to the eldest lady to take me out." Ju Jianxing was not lying about this.
"Did you just speak the truth?" At this moment, Leng Ruoli interjected.
Because she had been paying attention to the man's expression and tone of voice, she felt that he was not telling the truth.
"Miss, I'm telling the truth," Ju Jianxing said, putting on a distressed expression.
Hearing this, Liang Bo shouted at him, "What miss, miss? This is the Consort of the King of Cold. Show some respect."
"It's alright, Liang Bo. We'll take him out later. I see that he's been confined here for so many years, it's rather pitiful,"
Leng Ruoli winked at Liang Bo, saying deliberately.
Although Liang Bo did not know Leng Ruoli's intentions, he did not pay any further attention to Ju Jianxing.
Then, the three of them looked around the village.