The sunlight in the courtyard disappeared little by little, and the surrounding scenery began to become dark and gloomy, but Bu Saitama still had no intention of leaving.

The palace people only lit a few lights, although it was not dark everywhere, but they couldn't see anything clearly.

"It seems that Niangniang still wants to try my food here, I hope Niangniang will not be disappointed." Lin Zhaoyi's eyes flashed lightly, and she said softly.

Bu Qiyu smiled and waved his hand, "I'm not a picky eater, but seeing Lin Zhaoyi so exquisite, it shouldn't be too bad to think about the food." ”

After reading all the dishes, he took a deep breath of happiness, "I just said that Lin Zhaoyi is modest, and this dish is more exquisite than the one in my palace." ”

This time, she didn't talk again, but asked Leng Xin to give her a glass of wine, and after drinking the glass of wine before eating, a smile resurfaced on her face.

Looking at her movements, this one understood the meaning of the acacia and pear blossom trees in the yard.

After two more glasses of wine, Lin Zhaoyi took the initiative to open the conversation, "I know what you came to ask today, anyway, it's not interesting to live, so I'll tell you everything, probably this is fate, I used you twice, but I didn't expect that in the end, you were the only one left." ”

Coldly wanted to stop it, Lin Zhaoyi shook her hand at her, and then said: "Actually, some of the things I said to you before are true, I am indeed the daughter of a prominent family, but it is not the Lin family, but the Lu family. My father is Lu Zai's illegitimate son, and I am Lu Zai's granddaughter. ”

The wine glass in her hand fell to the ground, no wonder she could follow the Lu family's path, those people should be the chess pieces arranged by her father in advance. That's why this happens.

"Hehe, it's a pity, when my grandmother came to the door with my father in her arms, Lu Zai felt ashamed, so he asked people to drive my grandma out. But they were sent to be placed on the outskirts of Beijing. Thinking of her parents' bitter past, she had a touch of hatred in her eyes.

Raise a glass, "We follow grandma's surname Lin, grandma's most painful thing in this life is my granddaughter, and what we hate the most is the Lu family, if it weren't for Lu Zai's intentions, maybe my grandma can marry a lover." ”

In fact, needless to say, Bu Qiyu can guess some of them, Lin Zhaoyi, who grew up, has her own sweetheart, but her grandmother trained her to enter the palace to take revenge, and promised to let her out of the palace after revenge, and now it seems that her sweetheart may have had some accidents. That's why she sees death as home.

"Actually, I don't want to do anything Lin Zhaoyi, I just want to be myself, I'm Lin Yanyan. Poor my brother Shu waited for me for the rest of my life, but he couldn't see me for the last time. Her words were reversed, but the ending was what Abuta Saitama guessed.

It was her sweetheart who stimulated her and made her decide to let everything go, this woman has been Lin Zhaoyi for decades, and now she can finally be herself.

"Although you have used me many times, your story still touched me, if you want to leave, you can send a message, and I will help you get out of here." After saying that, he poured the wine in the cup on the ground, and after pouring a full glass again, he left.

She knew that it was a bit merciful to do so, but she believed that what this woman said today was the truth, and this was the only time she believed Lin Zhaoyi's words.

Leave? Her parents are gone, and even her last support is gone, so does it make a difference whether she leaves or stays?

"Cold heart, you know? I really want to go and see Brother Shu, but I am no longer the Lin Yanyan I used to be, and I believe that Brother Shu should not want to see me again. Lin Zhaoyi hugged the wine bottle and said lonely.

Leng Xin said with tears on his face: "No, Niangniang, Shu Gongzi's favorite person is you, no matter what you look like, I believe Shu Gongzi will like it." "Fun little book

But these things don't matter to her anymore, whether she likes it or not, everything doesn't matter.

Early the next morning, Bu Qiyu received the news that Lin Zhaoyi had committed suicide, sighed slightly, and did not say anything more.

As for His Majesty's side, I believe that everything will be investigated, and she doesn't need to say anything more.

After everyone left, Qingyun secretly asked: "Niangniang, you already knew everything yesterday, why didn't you tell Your Majesty today, and let him investigate in person." ”

She sighed, fiddling with the beads on her head, and said seriously: "Some mysteries will only be solved if you go to investigate in person, and some things will be forgiven." ”

nodded as if she didn't understand, and didn't continue to ask, she believed that Niangniang must have her own reasons for doing this, and she shouldn't have encountered such a thing.

chose a set of plain clothes, took the selected pearl hairpin, and took Qingyun to Zhongcui Palace.

Although Lin Zhaoyi has gone, except for some things commonly used in funerals, everything here does not seem to be any different from before, the people are still those few people, the atmosphere is still calm and dull, and there is not the slightest smell of sadness in the air.

casually called someone over to ask Leng Xin's whereabouts, but was told that she had followed Lin Zhaoyi, she was really a loyal girl, and after ordering someone to prepare a coffin for her, she went to incense Lin Zhaoyi in person before leaving.

For the rest of the day, Saitama didn't seem to be very happy, and the smile on her face was even rarer.

"Mother, I made your favorite stewed chicken in the small kitchen today, do you want to eat some and try it." Mama Fu came over in person and asked kindly.

did not answer this question, but asked: "Mama, you said that there is only one emperor in this palace, and there are only a few people favored by the emperor, and some people will not be able to see the face of heaven in their lives, but why do these people still want to enter the palace one after another?" ”

This question is probably not clear, and even an old woman like her, who has been doing things in the palace all her life, doesn't know where to start, so she can't give Bu Qiyu the answer to prepare.

However, I thought of what the former queen said, "In the hearts of the world, the palace is full of glory and wealth, and the power that can be seen everywhere has become the most worthless thing here." People's hearts and tomorrow have become things that make people hope and fear. But there are still people who think that this is the most beautiful place in the world, and they are willing to follow it one after another. ”

Is this the case? She didn't know, but the words kept echoing, over and over again.

A cold wind blew and blew away her thoughts, and then she came back to her senses, with a shallow smile on her face, "Let's go, let's go to dinner." ”

The topic just now was tacitly not mentioned by the master and servant, and the answer to that question was already in their hearts, not necessarily right, but it must be the goal they worked towards.

Seeing that the master finally came out of his grief, Qingyun also breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was still Mama Fu, otherwise she really didn't know what to do.

Under the candlelight, drinking her favorite soup, surrounded by people she wanted to see, and there was a person in this city who missed her.