Although An Yi is dead, there are more important things waiting for Song Shuyun to solve at the moment, after all, people can't be resurrected after death, no matter how sad they are, An Yi will not come back.

An Yi was so concerned about the South-to-North Water Diversion Project before, and Song Shuyun knew that An Yi was sincere in remedying her mistakes, so only by completely solving the South-to-North Water Diversion Project could be regarded as fulfilling An Yi's last wish.

After burying An Yi, Song Shuyun touched his face to cheer himself up, and took Wang Jun and them to solve the remaining problems.

With a "squeak", Song Shuyun opened the door and came in from inside.

Wang Jun, who was guarding the side, heard the sound, and came to Song Shuyun to bow his hand to her, "Lord Song, you can figure it out." Then he quietly raised his eyes to check Song Shuyun's face.

Song Shuyun nodded expressionlessly and walked forward, "I'll go see how the project is going." ”

"Yes." Wang Jun answered in a low voice, turned around and followed.

As soon as An Yi died, it hit Song Shuyun very hard, and after burying An Yi, Song Shuyun locked herself in the house, didn't eat or drink, it had been all night, no matter how Wang Jun knocked on the door, she refused to come out.

In the past few days, An Yi and Song Shuyun often observed the project together, and the two stayed together that night, no matter how stupid Wang Jun was, he could see that there was a delicate relationship between the two, and he was worried that Song Shuyun would do something stupid, so he could only stay at the door.

But now that Song Shuyun is like no one, he is much more relieved.

The South-to-North Water Diversion Project has actually been more than halfway through, and the flaws have been remedied in time, and there are no major problems with the rest.

Song Shuyun stood at the head of the wall, watching the workers sweating like rain under the sun, and couldn't help but think of how An Yi was talking and laughing with her here before.

"Lord Song, you say, these workers work so hard, why is the subsidy issued by the imperial court not enough for their family to eat and wear?" At that time, An Yi's face was full of distress for the workers and dissatisfaction with the imperial court.

"What do you want to say?" Song Shuyun raised her eyebrows, and looked at her with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Lord Song, the imperial court should run out of money, so the wages of the workers will be deducted, right?" An Yi's eyes rolled around, and when no one was paying attention to this, she approached Song Shuyun and said quietly, and after speaking, she winked at Song Shuyun playfully.

"Poof." Song Shuyun laughed out loud and shook his head, "You, what nonsense are you talking about, if someone with a heart listens to it, you have to be careful." ”

At that time, there was no restraint between An Yi and Song Shuyun between the people and officials, for An Yi, Song Shuyun regarded her as a good friend, not to mention that the two of them in such a bad environment, Song Shuyun always had deeper feelings for old friends.

"Lord Song, are you alright?" Wang Jun's worried words pulled Song Shuyun back to reality, "If you're still sad, go back, right?" In the latter sentence, Wang Jun was obviously a little dissatisfied.

Although he was worried that Song Shuyun would do something stupid, Wang Jun thought that since Song Shuyun was out of the room, he should devote himself to his work, even if he had a good relationship with An Yi, he was always crying for a woman, what kind of man was he?

Song Shuyun touched her face and found that it was wet, it turned out that unconsciously, she was in tears because she missed An Yi. wiped his face indiscriminately, quietly pinched himself, and forced himself to cheer up.

For a period of time after that, Song Shuyun was worried that there would be any accidents like last time, which would lead to casualties, and he kept a close eye on the smooth progress of the project throughout the whole process, and the whole person temporarily forgot about An Yi's affairs because he was busy.

More than half a month has passed at once, and the South-to-North Water Diversion Project has come to an end, and there is no point in keeping an eye on it. So Song Shuyun decided to immediately set off to return to Beijing to resume his life.

There was nothing to do on the way back to Beijing, Song Shuyun relaxed suddenly, and it was inevitable that she would still think of An Yi, but in order not to be looked at as a joke, she still endured it.

Hurrying slowly, the group finally arrived in the capital. The little emperor received the news that they had returned to Beijing and immediately summoned Song Shuyun into the palace.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Song Shuyun heard the little emperor clapping his hands and laughing, and his laughter sounded hearty and looked very happy.

"See the emperor." Song Shuyun arched his hand and said respectfully.

"Hurry up," the emperor sitting on the dragon chair helped Song Shuyun weakly, and the posture of lazily slumping on the dragon chair did not change, "Lord Song, you have contributed a lot to the South-to-North Water Diversion Project this time, and I have already sent someone to your house for the reward." ”

"Thank you to the emperor." Song Shuyun raised his eyebrows.

On this time, the emperor also deliberately praised Song Shuyun by name in the early dynasty, which made Song Shuyun more famous in the court and more people praised her, so Song Shuyun's position in the court was also more stable.

Song Shuyun had been on the road for so long, and he went to his house when he left the palace, he was very tired, but he was worried that Chu Yuchen's illness would attack, so he wanted to go and see him.

As soon as he arrived at the house, he saw that there were servants hurrying by with water in the house from time to time, seeing this, Song Shuyun couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart, and the pace under his feet was faster.

Pushing open the door, Chu Yuchen was lying on the bed with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

But hearing the voice, Chu Yuchen still opened his eyes, Xu was disturbed, impatience swelled in his eyes, and he just opened his mouth to say something, but when he looked at Song Shuyun, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and the impatience in his eyes dissipated a lot.

"How are you?" Song Shuyun waved his hand and sat on the edge of the bed looking at him.

"As you can see, isn't that good?" Chu Yuchen licked his dry lips and barely smiled.

"Don't be sloppy with me here, if it's good, why do these people have to carry water back and forth from you?" Song Shuyun frowned, feeling irritable in her heart, she just didn't like Chu Yuchen's appearance of not caring about anything.

Chu Yuchen saw that Song Shuyun had a slightly angry look on his face, and he didn't dare to be poor, so he honestly explained everything, "Well, it's really a little uncomfortable, but it's not enough to kill me." ”

Even if he told the truth, Chu Yuchen still looked indifferent, as if it wasn't him who was hurting now.

Song Shuyun sighed, and there was a slight pain in his heart, "Is there still no antidote?" ”

"Shadow Thirteen heard that the prescription has been solved, but he hasn't come to tell me in detail, and I don't know what the situation is." Chu Yuchen shrugged.

"Really? Did you hear that? Song Shuyun asked.

"It seems that the prescription has something to do with the burial beetle." Chu Yuchen tilted his head and thought about it, and then spoke.

"Burial beetles?" Song Shuyun savored these words, how did she feel so familiar?

"What's wrong?" Chu Yuchen asked.

"I remember, I think I've seen it in an old book." Song Shuyun spoke.