Today’s events are sowhat unsettling, and with what Ye Zi’an said earlier, if he really can’t light the incense later, it would be a major embarrassnt.
"Young Master Li, when passing a grave, even if you don’t perform rites, you should sincerely offer so blessings. Why are you making excuses?" Lele was displeased, sweeping his gaze over, "How special is Young Master Li? Could it be you’re a woman? Can’t my lord even watch you light incense?"
"..." Listening to him speak, Young Master Li imdiately glared, this brat, does he really think he’s soone important?
What’s so great about being a prince?
"Ye Er, go and pluck out his eyeballs for my lord. Look at him all glitzy, showing such disrespect to the deceased. Then we can use his eyeballs to pay homage to the Old Lady." Lele looked over, half-smiling, but the words from his lips were so ruthless, "Can my lord be glared at by a re small official’s son like you?"
"You!!" Young Master Li was infuriated, not expecting such ruthlessness from a child.
"What do you an ’you’, hurry up." Lele ignored him, "If you’re here for the rites, get on with it, why dawdle?"
Under the gaze of all, Young Master Li couldn’t quite disregard the little brat, especially with other ministers present. Now, Prince Le was favoring that Secondary Princess Consort, who was also the little brat’s aunt, so he really couldn’t do much.
He had no choice but to approach, though inwardly he was fuming with resentnt; he was here today to see what Ye Zi’an and the Luo Family were up to, definitely not sincerely here to pay respects, otherwise he wouldn’t have worn such attire.
Moreover, he didn’t want to pay respects to this dead old woman, who in life spoke nicely about caring for the Li Family but truly used the Li Family as pawns.
Young Master Li hated Ye Zi’an and his father, yet Old Master Luo was exceedingly grateful to Lele at this mont.
A person is dead, yet you co all flashy; it’s clearly provocation and disrespect. Since he stepped in, Old Master Luo has been filled with hatred.
By the ti Young Master Li approached, soone had already handed over the prepared incense; fearing embarrassnt, he followed Ye Zi’an’s example before lighting the incense, saying, "Old Lady, these days I’ve been busy with Prince Le and couldn’t make it to send you off; I apologize."
After saying this, feeling it was enough, he stuck the incense into the burner, noticed the incense wasn’t extinguished, and just as he was about to express so satisfaction, the incense went out once he let go.
Imdiately, his face turned grim, and his eyes swept around the funeral hall.
"Again!"
The servant had no choice but to bring another incense again; it happened three tis, and each ti the incense went out.
No matter how much he tried to argue, the incense simply would not stay lit.
If Ye Zi’an’s earlier incident had alard everyone, Young Master Li’s was even more frightening.
The maidservants serving the Old Lady rushed up, crying, "Old Lady, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have secretly taken your hairpin."
"Old Lady, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have saved on your lamp oil money."
"..."
One after another, the place was filled with cries.
Young Master Li, furious and pale, abandoned lighting incense and turned to leave.
Ye Zi’an and Lele exchanged glances, secretly chuckling as they followed him out.
At the gate, Young Master Li hadn’t left, seemingly waiting for Ye Zi’an, "I never expected Lord Ye to be so broad-minded, coming to pay respects to this old hag."
"Young Master Li, respect for the dead is paramount!"
"Ha ha" Clearly, Young Master Li didn’t take this seriously, "I really don’t know what’s so worth coming to the Luo Family for."
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