Today's events are somewhat unsettling, and with what Ye Zi'an said earlier, if he really can't light the incense later, it would be a major embarrassment.
"Young Master Li, when passing a grave, even if you don't perform rites, you should sincerely offer some 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 immediately glared, this brat, does he really think he's someone 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 mere small official's son like you?"
