Su Yu’s eyes revealed a trace of sadness.
So it was Xia Jingyu’s father’s grave.
Many years ago, her father’s fate had already passed and he had fallen into the Yellow Earth.
Life was short and fragile, nothing more than that.
If Xia Jingyu knew, she would also be sad.
“Old friend, I’ve come to see you again.”Xianyu County King raised a glass of wine and poured it in front of the grave.
He then waved his hand and said, “Come and give uncle Xia a toast too.”
Su Yu felt a trace of sadness in his heart. He took a glass of wine and poured it in front of his grave. He said, “Uncle Xia’s spirit in heaven, please protect Jingyu safe and sound.”
He bowed deeply to show his respect to Xia Linxuan.
However, when he lowered his head, he suddenly realized that there was a special grass growing in front of his grave.
The rest of the grass had already withered and turned yellow. Only this grass was lush and verdant, as though it was growing in spring.
