Song Qi also had the urge to hug Ling Xue at this moment, but in front of everyone, he couldn't spread it, so he had to hold her hand and shake it straight, and said with a tearful smile: "Me too!" Don't you see that we are alive and well! ”

"It's good to be alive!" Ling Xue smiled with teary eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The two of them have four eyes, teary eyes to teary eyes, crying and laughing for a long time.

At this time, Ming Zhugong asked everyone to sit down at the table, and ordered Yahuan to pour a glass of wine for everyone, and then he picked up the wine glass in front of him, looked at Song Qi and Ling Xue and said, "This glass of wine shocks Song Gongzi and Xue'er!" ”

Song Qi thanked him, picked up the wine glass and brought it to his mouth, and was about to drink it, when he suddenly heard Ling Xue on the table next to him sob: "Uncle Ming, my father, my father died so miserably!" Before he could say anything, there was a snap, the wine glass fell to the ground, and the wine spilled Song Qiyi's pants.

Ling Xue was dizzy and staggered.

Song Qi was shocked, and hurriedly put down the wine glass and reached out to support Ling Xue. I saw that her eyes were closed, her face was blue, her lips were white, and she looked extremely haggard. Mingyu also moved over, and the two of them supported Ling Xue one by one.

Song Qi saw that she was unconscious, and reached out to press her person, but Mingyu blocked it with one hand, and said, "Let me come!" He stretched out his green jade finger and gently pressed Ling Xue's middle a few times.

Ming Zhu Gong stretched out his hand to probe Ling Xue's forehead, frowned and said, "It's so hot, I have a fever!" "Hurriedly told the maid to go and call the doctor quickly.

There is a doctor dedicated to Ming Zhu Gong on the island, and he will arrive as soon as he is called.

When the doctor arrived, Ling Xue had already woken up, leaning on Mingyu's arms, crying bitterly, tears gushing like the water of the Yellow River.

The doctor reached out and tested the temperature on her forehead, cut her pulse, looked down for a while, and turned back to Ming Zhugong and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just overwork and excessive fright, which caused the body to heat up." After I prescribe a few medicines, take them on time, evacuate and evacuate, and it will get better in less than three days. ”

Ming Zhu Gong smiled when he heard this. Song Qi hurriedly thanked the doctor, but the doctor said that he was not grateful, and took the medicine box and left.

Dream Island is vast and sparsely populated. The Ming Zhu Mansion is wide and spacious, and there are many pavilions and pavilions.

Ming Zhu Gong arranged for Ling Xue to live in Wenyuyuan on the west side of the mansion hall, and assigned two maids Ruoyun Ruoxia to serve, and Mingyu's Zhuo Yuyuan was close to each other; arranged for Song Qi to live in Dexian Garden in the east, and also assigned two small servants Ai Cai Ai Fu to serve.

The two houses are separated by four or five hundred steps.

After sleeping in bed for two days, and resuming the medicine on time, Ling Xue's body was much better, and the fever had subsided, but she was still listless, crying and crying at every turn. Fortunately, Mingyu waited by the bedside, comforted and persuaded at any time, and survived.

On the morning of the third day of coming to the island, Ming Zhugong took Ling Xue, Song Qi and others back to Lingyu Village in Longwei Mountain by boat to hold a funeral for Ling's father.

The day before, he personally led dozens of sailors to Longwei Mountain to clean up the site. The headless corpse of Father Ling was found from the pile of dead bodies, and it was terrible to see.

Lingyu Village, where Song Qi had lived for four months back in ancient times, was now in ruins, a mess, the ground was black, the stones were black, and the trees were black, it was really full of depression and shocking.

At this time, Father Ling had already been placed in a large black coffin. Ling Xue knelt beside the coffin, patted the lid of the coffin with her hand, howled and cried bitterly, and fainted again after crying.

Song Qi also knelt beside the coffin, crying bitterly, tears in his eyes. He remembered that Master had saved his life, that he had taken care of himself, that he had taken care of himself, that he had performed heroic feats, that he had died tragically under the enemy's sword, and that he could only lie in a black coffin now, how could he not make people cry and sigh sadly?

Even a person like Ming Zhu Gong, who has been tempered by the years, also burst into tears, and sighed repeatedly: "Heaven's will! All this is providential! ”。

Mingyu also cried into tears, and she had to take care of Ling Xue while crying.

Many family sailors stood solemnly on both sides with their heads bowed, and there was a sigh of sighing. Some wept silently, some sobbed quietly, some wept silently, and several sailors knelt in front of the coffin and cried out in mourning, "Master。。。 "In this way, those people should also be the master's apprentices.

After crying for about half an hour, Ling Xue stopped crying under Mingyu's persuasion. By this time, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, her face was full of tears, and her hair was scattered and sticky to her face, which was very pitiful.

Ming Zhugong stretched out his hand to rub Ling Xue's head, and comforted him in a trembling voice: "Xue'er, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to mourn and change, let your father rest in peace as soon as possible!" ”

Ling Xue nodded vaguely with teary eyes.

At this time, I saw Ming Zhu Gong raise his hand, four sailors lifted the coffin, five sailors blew and blow, Ling Xue Mingyu walked to the right, Song Qi walked to the left, holding the coffin, followed behind Ming Zhu Gong, and walked outside the courtyard.

Dozens of people dressed in plain clothes and linen clothes carried a black coffin and slowly paraded along the seashore surrounded by green mountains and green trees, forming a poignant and tragic funeral picture.

They carried the coffin to Longwei Mountain, to the seaside, to the foot of Huanglongling Mountain, to all the corners that Ling Helai was familiar with before his death, and finally to a verdant mountain.

Here, Song Qi has not been here before.

Under a few big trees near the foot of the mountain, there is a terrifying raised mound, and there is a stone tablet standing in front of the mound, with six large characters written on it: "The Tomb of the Beloved Wife Magnolia". Needless to say, this is the tomb of Ling Xue's mother. Now Daddy Ling is also going to sleep here...

Song Qi looked at the green mound in a daze, his heart was sour, and he sighed: "Master assassinated the emperor before his death, vigorously, and retreated, and after death, he can still look like his loved ones, stay with them forever, and sleep side by side between the mountains and the deep sea." Speaking of which, Master is still blessed. ”

Ming Zhugong personally supported the coffin and buried it, and covered the first layer of soil with his own hands. Looking at the graves that were gradually piling up, Ming Zhugong couldn't help crying like rain, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Helai, you can go with peace of mind!" Let's meet Magnolia at the foot of the spring and ascend to heaven together! I will definitely raise your daughter as my own daughter, so you can rest assured! ”

Finally, the tombstone was erected, and seven big characters were written on it: "The tomb of the righteous man Ling Helai!" ”

Ming Zhugong kindly stroked Ling Xue's hair and comforted: "Xue'er, you can't live here anymore, you can live on the island with us in the future." ”

At this time, Ling Xue had no idea, nothing to do, and nodded silently.

What else could she say? First, there will be danger at any time here, and second, there is no house or relatives here...

The crowd kowtowed, burned the paper money, and then reluctantly left the cemetery.

Ling Xue was heartbroken, her face was full of tears, she was supported by Mingyu, staggered, turned back step by step, and reluctantly left her home on Longwei Mountain, where she had lived for more than ten years and carried the fond memories of her girlhood...

For the next few days, Ling Xue was sullen, depressed, listless, and languishing. When I sleep, I am often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, and when I wake up, I scream, "Dad, I'm afraid!" “。

Mingyu had to temporarily move over to sleep with Ling Xue.

This night, Mingyu was awakened by a movement of hands and feet. She rubbed her eyes and got up to light the candle on the tree-shaped lamp. I saw Ling Xue whipping her hands and feet constantly, her mouth tearing and screaming, but she didn't make a sound. Apparently suppressed by the nightmare.

Mingyu stroked Ling Xue's forehead and said softly, "Xue'er, are you having nightmares again?" ”

After a long time, Ling Xue opened her eyes slightly, saw the shadows swaying up and down on the wall, left and right, and hurriedly threw herself into Mingyu's arms, shouting in her mouth: "Dad, I'm afraid!" ”

Mingyu put one hand around Ling Xue's shoulder, and the other gently stroked her hair, comforting: "Xue'er, don't be afraid! I'm there for you! What are the demons and monsters, get out of here! “

Ling Xue's hair was a little messy behind her head, her eyes were dull, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Sister Mingyu, I'm afraid!" ”

Mingyu said softly: "Xue'er, what is there to be afraid of?" Weren't you the most daring before? How can you be afraid? “

"I don't have a father anymore, what will I do in the future? I'm so scared! Ling Xue said and cried sadly.

Alas! Mingyu let out a long sigh and comforted Wen Yan: "Xue'er, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to cheer up." Uncle Ling will be unhappy to see you so sad in the sky. ”

Ling Xue seemed to have come to her senses, "Sister Mingyu, I understand what you said!" Don't worry, I'm fine! ”

"Can you say it's okay like that?" Mingyu said solemnly, "It's always like this, I want to hold back my illness." Why don't I take you out for a walk after dawn, breathe in the fresh air, and your mood will be a little better. ”

"You don't have to worry about me. I'll just get some sleep. Ling Xue fell down as she spoke, covered the quilt on her head, and said in a sullen voice from the quilt: "After dawn, you still take Brother Song out for a walk, so that he can get familiar with the environment." ”

"Okay then." Mingyu sighed, helped her cover the quilt, pinched the corners of the quilt, and went to bed herself.

This night, Ling Xue woke up several times, tossing Mingyu enough.

When she fell asleep, she would turn white in the east in a short time, and in a little while it would be dawn. But she was so tired that she didn't wake up at dawn. And Ling Xue also fell asleep after dawn.