Lady Su's Revenge

The Poisonous Mother-Child Insect in the glass had been in blood.

She finally took this step.

Staring at this scene, Su Li felt unreal that she killed Zhu Yan so easily in this life. Maybe she wouldn’t feel better when she killed Su Zipei one day.

Knowing there was no answer, she couldn’t help thinking and being lost. When she revenged finally and helped Ling Li finish his plan, where would she go?

Several days later, it was the New Year’s Eve.

It snowed. Every house was decorated with lanterns and streamers. Every family was happy to prepare a table of reunion dinner and see the beautiful snow happily.

A timely snow promised a good harvest. It would be better next year.

It’s the day to worship ancestors. Dongfang Rui had already changed into solemn clothes in the morning and went to participate in the sacrificial ceremony of the Dongfang Family in the Imperial Palace. Su Li went to the yard in the osmanthus forest with Wu Bin.

Su Li ordered all the servants to retreat. Then she knelt alone in front of the tombstone and burned the ghost money. The sky was full of ashes and snow.

“Mom, I’ve been back for three years, and I even didn’t notice that.”

Su Li smiled lightly with warm eyes. It seemed that what she faced was not a cold tombstone but her lovely mother.

“I have been nicer in this life than I was in the previous life. I can come to your tomb and talk with you. And I didn’t hurt my father. The only thing that bothers me was Ling Li.”

“I never thought that Ling Li, an outstanding man, would pursue me actively. Even if I rejected him many times, he just smiled and continued to work hard without giving up.”

“I don’t want to see his disappointed face anymore...”

“Mom, what should I do?”

“If you hear me, give me some advice.”

Su Li took a deep breath and then took a copper coin out of her purse. She held it in her hands, and whispered, “If the side with words faces up, then it means that you want me to ignore all and let it be. On the contrary... I will continue to be stubborn.”

Ding!!

The copper coin flew into the air, and Su Li looked up. It was all snow blown by the wind in the sky, and the copper coin was blown down the cliff.

Su Li squinted, then she stamped her feet on the ground and fell into the cliff.

The osmanthus forest was full of dead branches. It was waste everywhere.

Su Li walked quietly in the forest. She could hear the crunch when she trod on the dead branches and leaves. In order to show her sincerity, she didn’t use the psychic awareness. Instead, she looked for the coin with bear eyes. However, she soon found the copper coin falling on the thick branches without the psychic awareness.

That was...

Su Li quickly flew to take the copper coin and opened her hand.

“Currency of Dahan Country!”

It was the side with words that faced up!

Su Li was relaxed for a moment, as if she had won a battle with a strong enemy. She took a long breath and didn’t struggle for what was right or wrong.

“Mom, thank you.”

In Ling Family’s sacrificial hall, Ms. Gu stood in front of the memorial tablet with lighted incense in her hands.

Behind her, Qiu Meng, Ling Ping, Ling Li and Ling Qinglan were all in the hall. They went up in turn to kneel down. Even Ling Li was helped by Ling Qinglan from the wheelchair to kneel down three times and kowtow nine times.

After the ceremony, Ms. Gu put the incense into the censer and sighed with loneliness, “Meng, leave alone and go with them”

“OK, mom.”

Qiu Meng recovered from sadness and took everyone away.

Every New Year’s Eve was not a happy day for Ling Family because they were upset to mourn for relatives. Ms. Gu witnessed the death of her husband, son and grandson. No one could feel her grief.

When it stopped snowing, the yard was all white. The snow falling on the branches like white flowers in full bloom, which was very beautiful.Read more chapter on vi pnovel

Ling Ping pushed Ling Li in the wheelchair to walk in the yard. He experienced a lot but there was pain and missing in his eyes now. He tried to say in a flat tone, “Brother Li, do you remember our eldest brother?”

Ling Li was stunned. He remembered the handsome face with a simple smile. He nodded gently and grinned, “Of course. Although I was young at that time, I still remembered.”

In that year, the eldest brother was 17, the second brother was 12, and he was only eight. But the life of their eldest brother stopped at 17 forever.

In that year, he met the old guy and took over the Yinmo Cult. Since then, he protected his second brother from being harmed by villains.

“It had been eight years. How time flies.”

Ling Ping grabbed the snow on the side of the road and made it a ball. He was smiling, but his voice was dry, “When we were young, eldest brother was the naughtiest one. Every year when we worshiped ancestors, he secretly brought us to have snowball fights. When father found out, we must be beaten, but he never changed. We also followed him every time, and enjoyed it...”

Ling Li was silent. At that time, he was born in this family with memory. Every time, he was forced to play by his eldest brother, but he was not interested in the snowball fights at all. However, he didn’t expect that now he could only recall the good times in memory.

“Brother Ling, I’m... incompetent!”

Ling Ping suddenly knelt down, sobbing.

Every one of the Ling Family knew that someone was behind the incident, but no one dared to go into it seriously. He wanted to follow the clues many times, but he almost died in many dangerous situations. Every time, he was saved by the force that protect him secretly. He was warned that he was not powerful enough, so, he should not take actions recklessly.

He was too weak!

“Second brother...”

Ling Li looked terrible. He gently hugged the general who was crying like a child and said softly, “Second Brother, compared with me, you’ve done a good job. You support our family all by yourself. The Ling Family will no longer exist without you.”

It snowed again, and they were quiet.

Qiu Meng hid outside the courtyard and covered her face. She wanted to cry but she stopped herself from shedding tears. As the hostess of the Ling Family, she should be strong.

During the reunion meal, the house was full of laughter as if the sadness had disappeared.

After dinner, Ling Qinglan said that he would stay for a night. But he went around in the yard and left with a basket of ghost money.

“Master, shall I follow him?”

Ling Mo immediately came to report, but Ling Li shook his head slightly and drank a mouthful of Liehuo Spirits. He was slightly drunk, “No, I know who he is looking for.”

It was dark outside, and everyone was asleep. There was still a light on the desolate grave hill.

There was a table of food in front of a marble tombstone. The wine and meals were cold, but the man did not leave.

Chen Gong leaned against the tombstone and stroked it just as stroked the cheek of his lover.

He spent every New Year’s Eve like this.

“Jun, wait me. I will accompany you soon.”

Ling Qinglan heard the low murmur. He shook his head slightly, walked to the tombstone, and put some ghost money to the dying fire.

“Let’s talk about what happened 14 years ago.”