A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

They waited for a long time.

At the last moment of the appointment time, Pei Ziheng’s black Rolls Royce arrived.

His chauffeur, who was wearing white gloves, opened the door for him. A tall figure walked out. He was as cold as before and seemed more oppressive in the gloomy sky.

He looked at the pair in front of him, and his expression darkened.

The solemn graveyard brought out their picturesque appearance. There was a simple washed out beauty about simple black and white. They were not exciting or noisy, but they matched. Compared to him, they looked more like a real couple. Once he recalled that the child was actually Li Lei’s, Pei Ziheng’s heart felt like it was pricked by a thorn.

He walked to Xia Ling and said, “Let’s go in.”

He didn’t even look at Li Lei from the corner of his eye.

Xia Ling helplessly turned around to look at Li Lei.

Li Lei knew that he couldn’t go in with her. The last time, he was refused entry into the Pei Family villa, so he already knew how his business and love rival treated him. He was too domineering and would never let him step foot in his territory. He gave Xia Ling a soothing smile. “I’ll wait here for you. If there’s anything, call me.” He handed all of his items to Xia Ling. “Help me give this to your baby. Tell him that his mother is being taken care of very well now, so he doesn’t have to worry in Heaven.”

Xia Ling opened her palm to see a small and white daisy. Its petals quivered in the breeze.

She sniffed and nodded.

He was the child’s biological father. However, she could only bring in this small flower.

Pei Ziheng coldly looked at Li Lei. “My child won’t accept your flower.”

Li Lei was not afraid of him. “I’m not giving him this flower because of your child. I’m only doing this because Xiao Ling is his mother, and now, Xiao Ling is mine.”

Pei Ziheng was not good at quarreling with others. He clenched his fists firmly and strode off. Xia Ling looked at Li Lei worriedly, then at the flower in her hand. She knew that although Pei Ziheng didn’t say it clearly, there was no way that this flower could be placed on the tombstone.

Li Lei’s voice was very gentle. “It’s ok. It’s just a flower. It doesn’t matter if you don’t put it on the tombstone.”

He didn’t want to trouble Xiao Ling.

Xia Ling eyes were a little moist. This not was just a flower, it was the only gift the child’s biological father could give to the child. She was upset and whispered, “I want the child to see what you gave him.”

Li Lei was moved. He turned to look at the terrain neraby and said, “Isn’t it simple? You and him can bury the child. Once he leaves, I will take the flower to see the child’s grave and talk to him.”

Xia Ling felt better after hearing what he said.

She softly said to Li Lei, “I’ll be going now.”

Then, she turned away and walked in the same direction as Pei Ziheng to reach the graveyard.

The funeral was very simple. This was a child who could never be buried in the ancestral grave and was not Pei Ziheng’s biological son. Besides Pei Ziheng who was there to put on a show, the rest of the Pei Family did not come. Such a bastard son did not require any formal burial.

He stood beside the tombstone and looked as Xia Ling slowly approached it.

She looked as mournful as her clothes in the gloomy sky. Finally, she arrived in front of the tombstone and looked at it with some distress.

Although Pei Ziheng chose a far away cemetery, its location was not bad as the tombstone was surrounded by greenery. It was also quiet and peaceful. He was right, this was really the best place in the entire cemetery.

However, Pei Ziheng was not truly compassionate. Instead, he was acting. Rather than choosing a poor position to make Li Lei suspicious, it was better for him to choose the best position. It was just more costly. Buried underneath the tombstone would not be real human ashes but just plant ash to fool Xiao Ling.

However, Xia Ling did not know.

She lowered her head and took the yellow paper and tinfoil from the entourage. She lit them up and placed them into the grave. This was the first step in the ceremony to ensure that the child would sleep peacefully in the grave and not be affected by the storms outside. She carefully warmed every corner of the little hole and mumbled, “Baby… Shaohui, I’m sorry that I couldn’t protect you. In your next life, I hope that you will reincarnate into a good family with good parents and siblings. I hope you won’t be thrown in such a dangerous place like in this life.”

Pei Ziheng looked slightly tensed, but he did not say anything.

He stood at the side and watched as she mourned for the baby. He was slightly in a trance as he recalled that baby called Shaohui. Although he was not his son, he missed the way he laughed so purely and spontaneously. Pei Ziheng felt that he must be crazy to miss the child of his rival.

On the other hand, Xia Ling had finished warming the hole and laid a golden cloth at the bottom of the tomb.

The entourage handed the child’s small casket to Pei Ziheng.

Pei Ziheng took it and placed it in the dry and warm tomb. He leaned sideways and let Xia Ling walk over to place a silver cloth on the casket, and finally, a red cloth on the silver cloth.

The tomb was not big, and both of their bodies were very close. Pei Ziheng could smell the faint fragrance of her hair and feel the faint heat radiating from her skin. Perhaps, in this life, this would be the last time she would be so close to him. This thought caused a sudden sorrow in Pei Ziheng’s heart, crushing him.

There was an uncontrollable grief in his eyes.

Outside the cemetery, Li Lei paced back and forth and snuck in through an inconspicuous corner to look for the place where the child was buried. Hiding behind the green pines and blue cypress, he quietly looked at the two people in front of the tomb.

Xiao Ling was about to cry, and Pei Ziheng looked extremely upset.

They were like a couple that lost their loved one and were sad because of the same person.

Li Lei could only look from a distance. He was a shadow in the distance. Suddenly, he felt irrelevant. The two people in front of him experienced so much together in two lifetimes. They even raised a child together and experienced the same pain of losing their child. How could his past with Xiao Ling compare?

He lifted his head and looked at the gray sky with a heavy heart.

The leaves rustled in the cold wind. Pine needles fell on his body, and he felt a slight and sharp pain.

Over there, Xia Ling had already placed the last layer of red cloth on the tomb. Pei Ziheng put a whole set of jade and ancient copper coins on the red cloth. Although it was a fake tomb, he put in a lot of effort, and it was actually worth a lot of money. He didn’t do it for the sake of the child, but for Xiao Ling to have a peace of mind.

Unfortunately, Xia Ling was depressed and did not notice his feelings.

She took the Fuyin soil from the staff and sprinkled it around the grave.