Chapter Eighty-Four: Farewell

His face turned pale for a moment, he looked at Yiyun, his eyes were just staring at his eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about?" Another joke made by Vivi? It's not funny! Don't play with her! I'm your master! ”

Yiyun lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Ming Jiashu's eyes, the fear in those eyes almost indulged him: "Leaving the country proton assassinated the emperor, and the lady blocked a sword to save the emperor, already, already ........"

The latter words were not spoken, but they were already crying.

And the person in front of him has already rushed out.

The streets are cold on a cold night, but it is not as good as him at this moment, and there is no temperature in any place on his body.

Lin Fanwei, don't lie to me........

I know you're okay.......

Don't lie to me........ Please........ Please, don't lie to me......... Please.......

Please.......

The guards at the gate of the palace were still dutiful, and when they saw Ming Jiashu hurrying over, they stretched out their hands to stop: "Lord Ming, please ......."

"Get out of here!" With red eyes and a roar, he continued to run inside.

Before the guard could react, he had already run inside.

Only then did the guard shout, "Lord Ming! Don't trespass into the palace without permission! ”

But where could he still listen, the guards behind him were chasing, and he just ran towards the main hall.

Run all the way to the outside of the main hall.

Everyone is still sitting in place.

It was supposed to be a lively banquet.

Now it is solemn and cold, like a farewell ceremony.

The person he was thinking about was in Lin Weilang's arms at the moment, his arms were hanging down, and his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

The guards caught up and were about to speak, but when they saw this scene, they quickly retreated.

No one dared to look at Ming Jiashu's expression at the moment, just by looking at it, they all felt extremely cruel.

The most handsome young man in the Imperial City! At this moment, his hair was messy, his steps were staggering, and he seemed to have been drained of all his soul in an instant.

He walked towards Lin Weilang step by step.

Step by step, step by step towards his wife.

Lin Fanwei was lying there.

It's as if you're just asleep.

It is still the face of the country and the city, but the lips are pale and a little less colored.

It is said that girls love lipstick, but did they forget to put it on today?

Lin Weilang didn't dare to look at Ming Jiashu, but lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "You, do you want to take her back......"

Ming Jiashu stretched out his hand and carefully took her in his arms, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you call the imperial doctor for her?" ”

The tone was very calm, but it made Lin Weilang feel even more uneasy: "It's been called, but it's ......."

"During the day, she was still saying goodbye to me at the door," Ming Jiashu said softly, lowered his head and touched Lin Fanwei's cheek with his cheek, and closed her eyes, as if she was worried about waking up the person in her arms too loudly: "Say goodbye well, and say that you will come back early in the evening." ”

The calmer his tone was, the more worried everyone became, and almost everyone could feel that Ming Jiashu's collapse was very tight in an instant, as if it was going to break in the next second.

He opened his eyes and looked at Lin Weilang, looked at the Queen Mother, and looked at everyone present: "I let her enter the palace well, I entered the palace well, why has it become like this now?" Why! ”

The last sentence roared out of his throat, a beastly roar on the verge of despair.

It was a despair that almost permeated the night.

Like an invisible tentacle in the night, it is grabbing his heart inch by inch.

"Ming Jiashu ......." Nan Shengyun spoke, originally wanting to comfort.

But Ming Jiashu ignored him and just turned around and walked back.

Step by step.

No one stopped him, so he hugged his wife, walked slowly outside the palace, and whispered, "Weiwei, let's go home." ”

Wei Yangxiao wanted to take a step forward, but was blocked by Mu Yan.

The road from the palace to the Ming Mansion takes an hour to walk.

I deliberately said that Lin Fanwei was fat before, and deliberately taught the parrot to say that she was fat, but where did she get fat? Walking all the way back, it was obviously very light, like a feather.

The people of the Ming Mansion knelt at the door, watching the adults come back with their wives in their arms, and the moonlight sprinkled on the steps, as if it had condensed into a frost flower.

Xu Xu and Xiao Ting's faces turned pale, and they knelt on the ground and endured not to cry, only to suddenly understand why some people say that tears hurt more than blood, and the pain of swallowing back in this life is like a thousand knives cutting their throats.

"Your Excellency......." Yiyun called out to him.

Ming Jiashu paused for a moment and said slowly: "Prepare everything she likes to eat, she will eat when she wakes up." ”

"My lord......." Everyone looked at Ming Jiashu in a panic and sadly.

And his straight back is like a dead tree holding on, in fact, he only needs to push hard, and there is nothing.

Overnight, the news of the emperor's assassination of Lin Fanwei's death spread throughout the imperial city.

knew that Lin Fanwei died to save the emperor, and admired her courage and courage with emotion.

Such a gorgeous character disappeared like this.

The people of the imperial city spontaneously remembered, but only the Ming Mansion was as quiet as ever.

The people from the Lin Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion have all entered, but there has been no news.

Everyone in the Ming Mansion is cautious, lest they accidentally irritate the adults.

Ming Jiashu has never felt that time has been so long, it is only two days, and in ancient times, more than ten years of time have disappeared in the blink of an eye, but these two days are like a lifetime.

For two days that no one came in, only he and Lin Fanwei were here.

In the end, it was Lin Weilang who broke in.

Ignoring the outside obstruction, he kicked the door open.

When he saw Lin Fanwei lying on the bed, he was still breathless, and then strode forward and pulled up Ming Jiashu suddenly, his hair was unkempt and unrecognizable, and he didn't have the appearance of the noble son: "Ming Jiashu, wake me up!" Vivi has passed away, when will you come to your senses? ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Ming Jiashu struggled away and took a few steps back in embarrassment: "She won't leave me alone!" ”

Lin Weilang strode to the side of the bed to pick up Lin Fanwei, the anger in Ming Jiashu's eyes was burning, and he rushed forward regardless of it, but he was not Lin Weilang's opponent, not to mention that he didn't eat or drink for two whole days: "What are you going to do?" You let go of Vivi, you let go of Vivi! ”

Lin Weilang pushed him away suddenly, his eyes were red, and he said word by word: "This is my niece, I watched her be born, I watched her grow up, my feelings for her are as good as yours, but I clearly know that she has passed away and left the world!" ”

When his words fell, he saw that Ming Jiashu was silent, but just lowered his head, but his clenched fist was released.

Lin Weilang's voice trembled slightly: "This is the third day, everything is ready, and Weiwei will be ....... today Bury Vivi. ”

The man sitting on the ground trembled violently, but still did not stand up.

When the footsteps faded away, he raised his head in a trance, and the scorching sunlight poured in, which turned out to be so unaccustomed.

Later, many old people in the imperial city recalled, and said that day was five years after the death of the emperor, when every household in the imperial city once again hung white cloth, I heard that the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty participated in this funeral, and the emperor and the queen mother also went, and the Lin family's parents were not there at the funeral, and Uncle Lin was supported back to the room.

I heard that the funeral was presided over by the Ministry of Rites.

When she heard that Miss Lin was buried, Miss Mu fainted directly from crying.

I heard that on that day, Miss Lin's husband did not come, and the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion arrived, but Master Ming was alone, and everyone said that the Lord was too sad and had no strength to come.

Ming Jiashu didn't dare to go to Lin Fanwei's funeral, he was worried that if he did, he would have to leave with her completely.

When the mourning music sounded from the door, he suddenly remembered the five jade pendants, and suddenly remembered Gu Changan of Qingshui City.

No one knows why, Master Ming didn't even attend his wife's funeral, he went all the way to Qingshui City, no one knows why, when he heard that Master Gu in Qingshui City was drunk and drowned a year ago, Master Ming, who had not cried for a long time, couldn't cry.

In the next few years, the grief was gradually diluted, but Lord Ming never married, and then resigned and left the imperial city.

On the pavilion.

Nan Shengyun handed him the burden: "I am the only one to send you today, Mu Yan is angry with you." ”

Ming Jiashu took over the burden: "In the future, in the imperial city, I will bother you to take care of my parents." ”

"You don't have to worry," Nan Shengyun nodded, hesitated, and then asked, "You, where are you going?" ”

Ming Jiashu looked at the jade pendant in his palm: "I don't know, I'm just looking for something, if I can find it, I won't come back in this life, if I can't find it, I'll probably go back to the imperial city." ”

He didn't know what Ming Jiashu was looking for, and he didn't ask any more questions.

Ming Jiashu has traveled a lot of places to find a way back, but he still can't find it when he travels north and south, and he has been in this mortal world for another three years.

One day he got drunk and fell off a cliff.