Ning Wuwu faced Lin Wan's persistence, and was helpless for a while, standing sideways, his slender body standing straight, but revealing an indescribable depression. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Wan looked at Ning Wuwu, only to see a faint sadness in her eyes, and deep pain, her heart ached, and she persuaded softly: "Sister Wuwu, you said that you only have one relative left in this world." Your nurse has died, and now there is no Sanssouci Fang, where else can you go? You can go back to Lin Xiangfu with me, I don't think those bad people will dare to go to our Lin Xiangfu to kill people. ”

Ning Wuwu wrinkled her eyebrows and said nothing, but her stubborn stance still showed her determination to leave.

Zhou Changying looked at the arrogant and indifferent woman in front of her, and couldn't help but think of the equally arrogant Ning Yuma, who was like a fish in her throat for a while, so sad that she couldn't speak.

Feng Zhanggong couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Miss Ning, you can't blame Her Royal Highness the Princess, Her Royal Highness the Princess doesn't know that you are still alive, otherwise she will definitely try her best to find you." You don't know what kind of life Her Royal Highness has lived in the past ten years, having nightmares every night, and not even sleeping a good night. Her Royal Highness the princess set up a mourning hall in the eldest princess's mansion, chanting and praying day and night, and for so many years, she has been living in self-blame and pain. But is it the princess's fault that all this is done?"

Ning Wuwu's body stiffened, and she seemed to be a little moved, but she lowered her eyes slightly, and she couldn't see her expression.

After a long time, Zhou Changying slowly spoke, his voice was full of exhaustion and grief, and he said in a dumb voice: "Xiaoyou, where is your parents' mourning hall?

Ning Wuwu still stood motionless, did not answer, did not refuse, there was a struggle in his eyes, and there was also a trace of panic.

"Amitabha!" Master Lingyin slowly walked out of the courtyard, pronounced the Buddha's name, looked at Ning Wuwu, and persuaded earnestly: "Lord Ning, the bell must be tied to the bell, why are you so obsessed with the past? In the past few years, every time Her Royal Highness the eldest princess comes down, you have also seen it, haven't you been touched at all? Forgiving others is also redeeming yourself!"

Ning Wuwu was silent for a long time, finally took off his veil, took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and walked towards the woods in the back mountain.

Lin Wan was overjoyed, took Ning Wuwu's hand, and walked towards the depths of the woods with her.

Zhou Changying was also supported by Feng Zhanggong, followed behind Lin Wan and Ning Wuwu, and walked forward slowly. Qingtong, Wang Qi and the four palace maids followed them from a distance.

Master Lingyin looked at the backs of several people, a smile appeared on his face, and he pronounced another Buddha name, saying: "Amitabha, the merits are complete, and the good is good!" After speaking, he took the monks and walked to the front yard together.

It was only when I walked to the foot of the hill deep in the woods that I saw a simple hut.

Pushing open the door of the house, the light inside was dim, only a permanent lamp was on the offering table, quietly swaying the light of the bean.

There were some fresh offerings on the offering table, and there was still a small piece of Buddha incense left in the incense burner, and green smoke curled up. There are dozens of tablets in the back, and the two in the middle are the tablets of Ning Yunwen, the last generation head of the Ning family, and his wife, that is, Ning Wuwu's parents.

On a tablet next to Ning Yunwen was written the words "Ning Yunheng", which was the name of Ning Yunma.

Zhou Changying walked into the mourning hall and looked at the three tablets in the front, and suddenly his body went limp, and he almost fell to the ground. Feng Zhanggong hurriedly helped her, took two steps forward, and knelt on the futon in front of the mourning hall.

Ning Wuwu stood quietly aside, watching Zhou Changying kowtow to his parents, only to see Zhou Changying with tears in his eyes, trembling lips, and muttering: "Big brother, sister-in-law, ......"

Zhou Changying fell to the ground silently, and kept telling the self-blame and pain he had buried in his heart for more than ten years, and muttered in a low voice: "Big brother, it's all my fault, I shouldn't ignore the opposition of the Ning family, just let my father give the emperor, and forcibly let Yun Heng be my concubine, ruining his future." I shouldn't have disobeyed the will of the imperial brother and caused the Ning family to be full. I shouldn't have let Yun Heng take a concubine and cut off the incense of the Ning family. Big brother, I didn't take good care of Xiaoyou, and she suffered so much......"

Ning Wuwu, Lin Wan and Feng Zhanggong listened to Zhou Changying's cry, and their hearts were also full of grief. Ning Wuwu turned his face away, closed his eyes, and finally let the stubborn tears slide down.

Feng Zhanggong stepped forward, picked up the Buddha incense that had not been used on the offering table, lit it on the Changming lamp, handed it to Zhou Changying's hand, and persuaded: "Princess, don't be too sad, Master Ning has always been benevolent, and he must have seen your punishment for himself for so many years, and he will not blame you." The master of the horse has a deep affection for you, and before leaving, he also told you to live well, don't embarrass yourself......" The words were not finished, and he couldn't go on with a choked voice.

Zhou Changying listened to Feng Zhanggong's words, as if Ning Yunheng's thin and pale face before his death appeared in front of him, and he was even more grief-stricken.

The silent and sad atmosphere in the mourning hall made Lin Wan feel breathless, walked up to Zhou Changying and knelt down, and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, don't be sad, you have found Sister Wuwu, this is a good thing, you should be happy." People who love us want us to live happily and happily, don't they?"

Zhou Changying looked at the childish and wise little face in front of him, took a deep breath, nodded slightly, took the Buddha incense in Feng Zhanggong's hand, bowed three times to the dozens of tablets, and inserted the Buddha incense into the incense burner with his own hands.

Lin Wan and Feng Zhanggong helped Zhou Changying up left and right, and turned to look at Ning Wuwu. I saw that she was also looking at Zhou Changying quietly, with a trace of indescribable complex emotions in her eyes.

Zhou Changying saw Ning Wuwu frowning slightly, her eyes were full of resentment, knowing that she couldn't accept herself for a while, and she didn't want to force her, so she turned her head and commanded Feng Zhanggong: "Let's go out first." ”

Lin Wan watched Zhou Changying and Feng Zhanggong walk out of the mourning hall, then turned around, took Ning Wuwu's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Wuwu, are you angry with me?"

Ning Wuwu turned his head to look at Lin Wan's aggrieved little face, shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "I don't blame you." Over the years, everything the eldest princess has done and the guilt of the Ning family, I have seen it in my eyes, and I have long since stopped blaming her. It's just that I don't want to have any contact with the royal family anymore, after all, it is the current emperor who ordered the destruction of my Ning family. ”

Lin Wan frowned slightly, and asked word by word: "What if the emperor can rehabilitate the Ning family? What if the Ning family can be returned to innocence and justice?"

Ning was stunned for a while, unable to speak for a long time, his eyes were full of confusion.