Lingge came out of the kitchen of the palace and was about to walk to Yunzhiyuan, when he was stopped by a few girls, and it was Caiyun who took the lead.

"Sister Lingge, where did this go?" Lingge wanted to walk over quietly, but Caiyun didn't let him, Lingge tried a few times but didn't pass, so he simply raised his head and looked directly at Caiyun, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Look at what my sister said, I'm just a little girl, what can I do, how can I work hard like my sister, and I wear several hats~~" Caiyun spoke harshly, almost every sentence was pierced by a needle in Lingge's body.

"Caiyun, don't go too far!" Lingge couldn't bear the humiliation the most, and Caiyun's obvious provocation ignited Lingge's dissatisfaction for a moment.

Caiyun, who took a step back, pretended to be frightened, "Yo, I'm so scared~~"

Before the words fell, I heard a crisp sound of "pop", and Caiyun directly gave Ling Ge a slap and sneered, "You still think this is Yun Zhiyuan's time!" ”

"You-" Suzuge was annoyed, raising her hand to fight back.

Caiyun grabbed the palm cut off by Ling Ge, shook it vigorously, and replied with contempt and disgust: "Don't look at your current situation, you are still so wild and spicy, maybe you beg me to give you a way to live!" ”

With a strain on his wrist, Ling Ge stumbled a few steps and hit the wall, his back hurt, and his hand was accidentally scratched.

"Joke! Please? Dream! Suzuge's resentful eyes almost shot through her.

Caiyun didn't think it was enough to relieve his hatred, so he dusted off his crumpled clothes, and said disdainfully: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance, Lingge, I'm afraid that your master will die of old age in this life, but you may still be able to serve others, if there is no good master to follow, wouldn't it be good to find a eunuch to make the right food?" For you, it's the best......"

Suzuka, who was almost going to pick her nails into the wall, knew that she wouldn't have anything nice to say any longer.

"Caiyun, don't go too far!" Suzuko was uttered almost through gritted teeth.

"And then? I'm going too far, what's wrong? I'll tell you again, don't say that after your master is gone, even the Wanyan family is completely finished, and the days when you want to dominate the king's mansion by virtue of the status of a marrying maid no longer belong to you Lingge! "Caiyun is aggressive, and he can't stop picking up other people's wounds.

Lingge was afraid that someone would mention the Yan family, not because she was afraid that others would make irresponsible comments, but because she was afraid that her master would not be able to stand it if she heard it.

But the news that had been hidden for so long was still told by Caiyun, and before Lingge could speak, he heard the sound of a string of chalcedony crackling and falling to the ground.

It is the entrance of Yunzhi Garden.

Oops......

Ling Ge read it ten thousand times in his heart that he was not the master, not the master, not the master.

When he ran away and ran to the gate of Yunzhi Garden, he saw Goya standing on the steps of the door in a daze.

Seeing this, Caiyun had already slipped away with the little maids.

Ling Ge panicked all of a sudden, his heart was desolate, and he stammered and whispered in the direction of Yun Zhiyuan: "Lord-master? ”

When Suzuge stumbled to the door, she saw Goya stunned.

"Lingge, tell me honestly, what happened to the lord and the lady?" Goya asked, holding a sigh of heart.

There was no way out, Lingge knew that she couldn't hide it anymore, her knees were weak, she knelt down with teary eyes, kowtowed, and cried: "Master, madam, madam......"

How can she say it, how can she bear to pour salt on her master's heart.

"Say!" Goya's eyes were empty, but they were extremely determined, and for her, there was nothing she could bear.

"Madame—no ......," said Suzuka, crying.

Seeing that Goya didn't speak, Lingge looked up at his master and said eagerly: "Master, if you say something, don't scare me......"

"And whatever!" Every time Goya took a breath, his heart hurt as if he had been cut by a knife.

Ling Ge was really speechless, his hands supported his body that was about to fall, he sat down, took a long breath, and said slowly: "Master, eldest young master, and second young master have all been exiled to Ningguta, and they will not be allowed to return to Beijing for the rest of their lives." I heard that the old man was on the road...... The other female dependents were all demoted to wrapping clothes and driven out of the house. Let's finish the Yan family and disperse ......"

The sentence is scattered, which is not only the last heart of Lingge, but also the collapse of Goya's inner defense. Why? She has been entrusted to this palace all her life, how can all her youth, all her expectations, all her love and heart finally turn into a demon that eats people's bones and blood?

Wang Ye, the person who also promised her a prosperous life, did not expect to become the person who hurt her the most.

Amusing!

Lamentable!

Wretched!

"Yes, it's gone, don't talk about Ama Eniang's old age, now, even her life is gone......" Goya said almost with a smile, "Lingge, don't you think it's ironic?" ”

Lingge has a hard heart, and I don't know how to persuade anymore.

"It turns out that the prince has always regarded me as a pawn, and he has never treated me sincerely." The chaos in Goya's mind for many days suddenly became clear, she wanted to cry, but why didn't she cry?

"Master, it will be better for you to cry, don't be so difficult for yourself." Lingge knew that her master was in a hurry, so she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to think about it for a while and do something stupid.

"Lingge, I don't want to cry, Ama Eniang can't see it, why am I crying?"

In this way, Goya did not rest all day and night, even if Lingge knelt on the ground and his head was broken, he did not listen to dissuasion.

On this day, Goya seemed to hear someone singing in a trance.

"Lingge, is someone singing?" Goya was already exhausted, and it took a lot of energy to even say a word.

"Master, the slave is here." Ling Ge also stayed up with her, stopped carefully for a while, and said: "The master of Ning Shuyuan is happy, I heard that the prince was afraid that she would be bored, so he invited a famous actor to sing." ”

"Oh~~" Goya closed her eyes, the guilt of Amma's mother, the distress of the unborn child, and the self-blame for the decline of the family because of her all came up, she seemed to see them, and saw them beckoning and the excitement in her ears formed a huge hallucination, like a dream.

"Why should he have a new happiness, and I have to bear everything in a heart-rending way? I'm going to die, and I won't let him live in peace! Goya was constantly flashing with paranoid and radical thoughts.

"Lingge, give me makeup." Goya couldn't raise his hand anymore, and exhaled angrily.

This is probably the best news that Lingge heard, and thought that the master wanted to open it, so he nodded excitedly, "Hey, the slave will comb your hair." ”

Sitting in the mirror and looking at his haggard and unrefined self, Goya thought of the day he got married.

That day, E-Niang said that they were counting on her after the glory of the Yan family, and the prince looked gentle as jade, and he was a good person who could treat her well. Goya is full of longing for the future, the future of her and the prince......

She couldn't have imagined that it would be like this.

Soon, the bell song was combed. She carefully touched her bun, looked at the master in the mirror happily, and said, "Master, look, you are still so beautiful!" ”

Goya smiled bitterly, it didn't matter.

"You go to invite the prince, just say that this is the last time I ask to see him, and after today's meeting, I will never bother him." Goya said calmly.

But when I heard this, I was very nervous, forget it, as long as the master can live well, it doesn't matter if you are lucky or anything.

"Slave and maid, go now." Suzuge wiped the corners of her sour eyes and replied.

After Lingge left, Goya knelt down in the direction of his home, and bowed three times in a row: "Ama Eniang, you wait for me ......"