There was no one in the square, but Chunqiu could always see Wanjun dancing on it. Who the hell is this old mother, why did she bring him here, and what does she know?

Chunqiu closed his eyes and wanted to calm himself down, maybe he missed Wanjun too much, so he hallucinated.

But when he closed his eyes, he could still see Wanjun dancing, this time not in the square, but in his mind.

"Why? Why is this happening? ”

Spring and Autumn opened his eyes and looked around in a panic.

Just as he was panicking and scared, a cold and poignant voice reached his ears.

"Zuo Chunqiu, what do you see?"

How could this voice be so penetrating, as if in an instant, his body was pierced.

"What are you afraid of? Why not stand in the middle of the square? ”

The voice was getting closer and closer, and soon it was in front of him. But he didn't dare to look up at this person, he was afraid, anxious, panicked. It was as if just one look at this man's face would make him disappear.

"Look up at me!"

The man standing in front of him shouted again.

Chunqiu still didn't dare to look up, he could only see a pair of her flower shoes, and the bottom of the skirt couldn't tell what pattern it was.

"Who are you?"

Wanjun slowly raised her head and looked into her eyes and asked.

"Hahahaha, who am I?"

This person laughed and looked at Chunqiu, every laugh she made him tremble.

"Who the hell could it be? Why pretend to be a ghost? ”

Chunqiu didn't see her face because she was wearing a golden mask. The mask was the mask of King Lanling, and he recognized it at a glance, because Wanjun had also danced with such a mask.

"Don't ask who I am, I can solve your current confusion, why do you ask who I am?"

Although the person standing in front of him was dressed in women's clothes, the voice alone was enough to make people tremble.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Chunqiu asked, staring into her eyes.

"Naturally, there is a purpose in bringing you here, I know you came here to find Du Wanjun!"

The woman under the mask of King Lanling said.

"I also know that you like Du Wanjun!"

This woman is not only mysterious, but also knows so much about them.

"Even if you know so much, I'll take him away!"

Chunqiu said.

"Take him away? Okay, I didn't say I wouldn't let you take him away, as long as you can, then take it......"

The daughter was extremely arrogant, thinking that Zuo Chunqiu didn't have the ability to take Du Wanjun away.

"Tell me, where is Du Wanjun?"

Chunqiu asked anxiously.

"I can tell you, but I'm going to ask you a few questions!"

The woman laughed.

"Why do you all like to ask people questions?"

Her words made Chunqiu want to cry without tears, he didn't know which tendon they were cramping, and they all liked to ask people questions.

"Ask!"

Spring and Autumn replied weakly.

"Let me ask you, what will you do if you can't take Du Wanjun away?"

When she finished asking this sentence, Chunqiu also "chuckled" in her heart, yes, if he couldn't take him away, what should he do?

"I didn't think about it, but I'll get out of here with him!"

Chunqiu watched her Lanling King mask sparkle in the sun, and he couldn't open his eyes when he was stabbed several times.

"Okay, then I'll ask you again, what if he doesn't want to go with you?"

The woman asked again.

She stood there motionless, as if the mask made her steady and gave her confidence.

"Don't want to go with me? You're not kidding! ”

Although Chunqiu said that it was impossible, there was still a moment in his heart that was worrying. The smile on her face was brighter than her mask, but in an instant, it was sad again.

"Zuo Chunqiu, you are still not firm, since you are not firm, then why come here to waste time?"

The woman's voice also deepened, shook her head helplessly, and turned around to leave.

Chunqiu grabbed her hand and begged, "Please, tell me where he is?" I must see him! ”

"Let it all be, since you don't have the confidence that he will go with you, then you don't need to see him. If one day comes, you will naturally meet again! ”

After speaking, she gently brushed off Chunqiu's hand and walked down the long corridor.

"Wanjun, where the hell are you? Where the hell are you? ”

Chunqiu knelt on the ground and howled loudly.

There was a man in the square, she was wearing the mask of King Lanling, and she danced the song of King Lanling. This person was right in front of him, but he couldn't tell if he was Wanjun or not.

"It must be the mask, yes, it's the mask guess that I can't see who he is!"

Chunqiu ran to the middle of the square and stretched out his hand to grab him, but he couldn't catch him no matter how he grabbed him.

"Wanjun, just come out, I know you're here!"

Spring and Autumn sighed, his heart has been swimming in Qinxuan, and it may collapse and fall into the abyss at any time.

"Spring and autumn, spring and autumn!"

Wanjun stood behind the rockery and burst into tears, he grabbed the rockery with one hand and tightly grasped his clothes with the other.

"Let me go to him!"

Wanjun pleaded.

The mask of the King of Lanling fell into Li Shanggong's hand, still shining. She grabbed Wanjun's arm and said, "You can't go out, you know you won't go with him, but you still have to go out and break her heart!" ”

Li Shanggong looked at Chunqiu who was kneeling in the square and said.

"Have someone who truly loves you, and you will be content!"

Li Shanggong said.

"But how can I bear to see him so sad in front of me? We have experienced betrayal, suspicion, and parting, but what is it now? I was so close to him, but I couldn't see him! ”

Wanjun's voice was washed away by tears, and there was nothing left, pale as thunder, and the sound was still there, and there was nothing left.

"Du Wanjun, I have already said everything I should say, if you have to insist on refusing to leave, then I can't help it. But I advise you, if you don't want to go, why should you let her be injured again? ”

Li Shanggong patted Wanjun on the shoulder, put away the mask of King Lanling in his hand and walked away.

Wanjun couldn't bear to see Chunqiu in such pain, and he couldn't bear to see him hurt again, so he took one last look at him, then covered his mouth and ran away.

......

"My lord, it's not good, my lord, it's not good......"

A little palace maid shouted in a panic as she ran.

She tripped over the threshold, and one fell to the ground without standing firmly. Before she could rub her legs, she raised her head and said nervously, "My lord, my lord, Kim, Kim, Mrs. Kim is dead!" ”

"What?"

When Yan Shanggong heard this, he immediately sat up from the chair.

"When?"

Her face was solemn. Panicked, surprised, incredulous, her eyes welled with tears.

"Just now, the slave maid went to deliver food to his wife, but I saw her hanging herself on the beam!"

The little palace maid was still nervous and scared, this was the first time she had seen a dead person. Her fear completely overshadowed her sadness, and it would probably be a long time before she remembered that she had been bringing food to Mrs. King, and that although they didn't talk much, they could meet several times a day.

"Let's go, come with me!"

Yan Shanggong said.

"Yes, sir!"

The little palace maid hurriedly stood up and followed behind Yan Shanggong.

After Yan Shanggong passed, he saw that Li Shanggong had arrived.

She walked over and said, "Sister! ”

"Sister, you're here!"

After Li Shanggong saluted Yan Shanggong, he looked into her eyes.

"Sister, Jin Yulian, she ......"

Li Shanggong didn't say it, but gently sent tears to his eyes in his eyes, and then showed a sad look.

"Where is she?"

Yan Shanggong asked.

"Still on the beam!"

Li Shanggong replied.

"I'll go take a look!"

After Yan Shanggong finished speaking, he walked towards the room.

"Sister......

Li Shanggong stretched out his hand and shouted in panic behind him.

"I'm fine!"

Yan Shanggong walked in, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Mrs. Jin hanging on the beam.

She wore their sisters' favorite lilac dresses. I still remember that when they entered the palace, their sisters were the most lovable. Many princes have taken a fancy to the two of them, especially Jin Shanggong, who was mentioned as Shanggong by the previous Shanggong.

But after a long time, he had an affair with a prince and was pregnant with his child. Later, the emperor found out about it, and the emperor sent someone to take her away, and she never came back after taking her away. Just pity her and the unborn child in her womb.

After the prince knew about this, he borrowed wine all day to kill his sorrows, and it didn't take long for him to end up depressed.

And her sister, Mrs. Kim, who hanged herself, has never smiled since her sister died. Wash his face with tears all day long, and sit at the door in a daze.

Over time, no one dared to come to her. But she still couldn't let go of herself, and passed away with her love for Jin Shanggong.

Yan Shanggong asked someone to put her down, she walked over and looked at her corpse and said, "Madam, since you are gone, go all the way, you have not been able to live every day well in your life, I hope every day after you die will be happy!" ”

Yan Shanggong stood up and said to his subordinates: "Bury her and Jin Shanggong together!" ”

When Li Shanggong saw Yan Shanggong coming out, he ran over and said with a smile: "Sister, how did she die?" ”

"I don't know, but it's a relief that she's dead, and their sisters can finally be reunited!"

"Yes, Jin Yulian is not easy, but why did she choose this time to commit suicide? It's really hard to figure out! ”

Li Shanggong squinted at Yan Shanggong, hoping to get her opinion on the matter from her.

"You're right, why did she choose this time to commit suicide, was it stimulated by something?"

Yan Shanggong stared at Yan Shanggong with wide eyes.

Yan Shanggong immediately lowered his head and said, "What my sister said is extremely true, but why don't you investigate it thoroughly and see how she died?" ”

......

Chunqiu returned to Taichang Temple with slow steps, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Master Li's old friend sitting on the steps watching the sunset.

"You're back?"

When the uncle saw that he was back, he came over and asked.

Chunqiu didn't speak, lowered his head, and walked back with heavy steps.

"I heard that Mrs. Jin committed suicide, just after you left, she committed suicide, did you force her to death?"

Chunqiu hadn't heard the old man's words clearly at first, but when he was just about to step up the steps, he suddenly wanted to hear the old man's words.

"Who? Who died? ”

After saying that, he lowered his head again and continued to walk with heavy steps.

"Alas, what an infatuated lover, the day before yesterday knew that after he left, Mrs. Jin committed suicide, but he still has a long relationship with his children here!"

The old man sat on the steps again and watched the sunset.