The second floor is far more lively than Lin Wanjing imagined.

The master bedroom was full of doctors and relatives, and the old subordinates who rushed to hear the news could only wait in the corridor.

Seeing that her father was also there, Ye Qiuluo became angry again at the moment, and when she arrived at the door of the master bedroom, she stopped Lin Wanjing again:

"Since the handsome man wants to see, it's good for Brother Yun Rou to go in alone, you, an unlucky person, are still waiting outside!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he heard Liu Daolin ask in the room with full of anger:

"But Wanjing is outside?"

Lin Wanjing asked herself if she was superstitious about these, but now that so many people were present, she had to care about the crowd, and unconsciously shook Liu Jin's hand, trying to find some comfort, and her fingertips just touched his palm, and Rouyi was firmly held by him, she raised her eyes to look at him, but saw that his face was full of confidence and calmness, as if at a certain hour many years ago, she also looked at him from this angle, that day, the rain was at the beginning, and the sun jumped on his shoulder, as if covered with a layer of light.

She was thinking about it, but she heard Liu Daolin's voice again:

"But Yun Rou and Wan Jing are outside?"

The door opened, Ye Meisi leaned out, and saw Lin Wanjing standing beside Liu Jin, and hurriedly returned to the house for her:

"Yes, handsome, it was Yunrou who brought Wanjing back." Then he rebuked Liu Jin in a low voice: "You kid, why do you only know how to stand outside, and you don't reply when you hear shouting inside." ”

Liu Jin said sorry, and couldn't help but pull Lin Wanjing into the house.

Liu Daolin on the hospital bed still has a trace of the heroic spirit in his memory, his pale cheeks are frightening blue, his teeth have almost fallen out, his expression is withered, and his reaction is slow. It's just that the moment he saw Lin Wanjing, his dead eyes finally revealed a little brilliance, but he saw that he sat up extremely hard and patted the position next to him:

"Wan Jing...... Child...... Come here, come here......"

Lin Wanjing didn't dare to slack off, walked quickly to Liu Daolin's couch, called her father, and didn't know what to say. After a short silence, Liu Daolin was heard to say in a hoarse voice:

"Wanjing, I heard about the Lin family...... I'm sorry I can't do anything for you......"

Lin Wanjing didn't think that the first thing he said was to apologize, the tip of his nose was sore, and tears fell, so Liu Daolin seemed to use all his strength to raise his hand, put the withered but still warm palm on the top of her head, and patted it gently:

"Your father was wronged, I know...... Don't worry, I'm going to ask him for my guilt...... It was I who led the troops and couldn't get him involved, and God will definitely not let the wicked live in this world freely......" He paused, and then said, "Father's business, can it be done?" ”

Lin Wanjing bit her lip and nodded vigorously: "Well, it's okay, it's ...... today."

"Today......" Liu Daolin sighed for no reason, "Today... All right...... Providence........."

This inexplicable sentence made Lin Wanjing couldn't help but be afraid, and couldn't help but clench Liu Jin's hand, and was signaling Liu Jin to say something, Liu Daolin said again:

"Wanjing, go, go under my desk, in the cassette, and bring those two booklets."

Lin Wanjing said hello, then went to the desk, took out two unicorn pattern silk satin booklets from the dark compartment under the desk, and brought the white jade seal of Hetian on one side. She handed the two booklets to Liu Daolin, but he didn't take them and pushed them back to her:

"Read."

So Lin Wanjing first opened the silver book and read word by word:

"The son-in-law Shaoxun, literary and martial arts, clear and generous, auxiliary government for several years, conscientious, virtuous, generous and benevolent, sympathetic to the people. Now entrusted with the handsome seal, I hope that the six dynasties will assist, and the world will be governed. ”

Lin Wanjing realized that what she was holding in her hand was the edict of succession, and she was shocked for a while, and then looked at Liu Ming, but she was also flattered and frightened. It's the eldest wife, She, who is calm and calm, as if everything is in the palm of her hand.

Just when she was in a daze, Liu Daolin opened another golden booklet:

"Keep reading."

"The eldest son, Liu Jin, Wen Tao Wuluo, is a handsome talent. It is indispensable to reorganize coastal defense, resolutely destroy and conquer, promote prestige in the South China Sea, and build good neighborliness and peace and security. Now entrusted with the handsome seal, the command of the three armies, the fortune of Yingcheng, the industry Chengxiqiao. ”

There are two edicts!

The golden edict written to Liu Jin is clearly written, the pen is sharp, and the ink on the back of the paper is vaguely recognizable. And the book that nominated Liu Ming trembled slightly, and it should have been written recently, so it was powerless between the lines.

Just when everyone looked at each other and didn't know what Liu Daolin's move meant, they heard Liu Daolin cough violently a few times and said:

"Wanjing, you can choose a book."

Hearing him say this, She stood up:

"Handsome! How do you get her to choose?! This kind of thing, where can I choose someone! Whatever you say is what it is! ”

But Liu Daolin turned a deaf ear and patted the back of Lin Wanjing's hand:

"Pick a book."

Lin Wanjing didn't know what to do, so she looked at Liu Jin for help, but met Liu Jin's smiling eyes:

"Didn't I just tell you? What are you waiting for? ”

He was referring to the words he had promised her in the bamboo forest:

"If it really comes to that time, everyone in this country and this world will be the same, I will no longer be attached to it, and I will live an ordinary life with you."

But now it is a troubled time, and what she is holding in her hand is not just two edicts? That is Liu Jin's dream and hope for more than ten years!

Hesitating here, Liu Jin had already held her hand and handed over the silver booklet, she suddenly woke up and struggled to withdraw her hand, but where could she withstand Liu Jin's strength, she could only watch the silver edict delivered to Liu Daolin's hand.

Liu Daolin was obviously a little surprised, looked at Lin Wanjing, and finally fell on Liu Jin:

"No regrets?"

Liu Jin shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't regret it." I believe in my father's choice. Yun Rou will also assist Shaoxun, work hard, and be a good neighbor. ”

After being silent for a long time, Liu Daolin laughed loudly, said hello a few times, and then reached out to take the handsome seal.

But he seemed to be exhausted, and the Hetian jade chapter couldn't hold it steadily no matter what, Liu Jin hurriedly stepped forward, held his hand, and left a heavy cinnabar seal on the silver edict. Then, as if he had a matter on his mind, he let out a long sigh:

"Wanjing, I'm tired......"

"Well, father, Wan Jing knows...... If you're tired, you can rest, and I'll wait outside with Yunrou......"

But Liu Daolin shook his head and reached out to hold Lin Wanjing's hand:

"I ...... I want to hear you call me 'Daddy'......"

Lin Wanjing's heart trembled, tears fell again, her throat choked, and she shouted in a low voice after a long time:

"Dad......"

"Eh......" Liu Daolin responded, "If there is still a chance, I really want to hear Chen'er call Yunrou's father and my grandfather...... I'd also like to hear you about the novelties of foreigners... Carry you again...... Picking vine flowers........."

His words ended here, and the breath he exhaled was no longer counted, so that the last few words were only breathless, inaudible, and the palm holding her hand gradually became stiff and cold, and no matter how she called him, there was no response.

The wisteria flowers on the vine trellis finally fell the last bunch of buds, shattered into a mottled rain, and scattered far away between heaven and earth.

This long summer day is finally over, like the glow that burns the sky red, and it is collected under the sea level, and it will never rise again, and the long night is coming.