Without waiting for Zhichun to finish speaking, Song Lingyue interrupted her:

"Your father is not in good health and can't do heavy work. And what about your brother? He's not going to be in bad health, right? After reading books for so many years, you can't do heavy work and find an easy job, right? Even if you set up a stall to help people write family letters or teach children to enlighten, you won't even be able to make a living at the end of the day, right?

But did your brother do it? No! He's a bloodsucker like your father, just waiting for you to feed them.

Now that he is going to get married, he still needs your sister to buy real estate with six gifts. If you give birth to a child in the future, do you, as a sister, have to help him raise a child?

All your hard work is not worth mentioning in their eyes. Over the years, what have you gained by giving so much? Did they tell you that you worked hard? ”

Zhichun was still obsessed: "But that's my father and my brother!" My sacrifice for them is what I should do as a daughter and a sister, we are a family! ”

"Incorrigible." Song Lingyue shook her head, feeling sad for Zhichun's stupid and filial energy.

Zhichun kowtowed to Lin Jinlan: "Miss, all the mistakes are my fault, I shouldn't be obsessed with murdering Madame." But please miss, for the sake of my dedication to taking care of my wife over the years, don't hurt my family. ”

The handkerchief Lin Jinlan held in her hand was twisted into a ball, but the anger on her face had not yet dissipated: "Don't think that if you say this, I won't sell you." ”

Zhichun showed a pale smile on his face: "Zhichun knows that he is sorry for Mrs. and Miss, treachery, and heaven and earth do not tolerate it, so he will not bother Miss to sell." ”

Zhichun suddenly stood up, ran towards the doorpost, and hit the doorpost, and immediately blood poured into it, and the person fell to the ground softly.

"Zhichun!" Such a change stunned everyone, Lin Jinlan and Song Lingyue reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhichun.

Zhichun's forehead was bright red, blood snaked down her pale cheeks, and she said angrily:

"Miss, Zhichun can't take care of Mrs. anymore, it's all because Zhichun is not good, and he has let Mrs. down."

"Zhichun ......" tears swirled in Lin Jinlan's eyes, "Silly girl, why are you so stupid." Selling is just my angry words, and you are also bewitched by others, why should you ......"

"Say no more, miss." Zhichun covered Lin Jinlan's lips, "Zhichun knows that Miss is soft-hearted and benevolent, just like Madame, but ...... If your heart is too soft, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss. ”

Zhichun clenched Lin Jinlan's hand, and her breath became weaker and weaker: "Zhichun, Zhichun finally asked Miss for one thing." ”

Lin Jinlan held Zhichun's hand back and nodded with tears.

Zhichun's gaze fell on the golden hairpin that fell to the ground not far away, "That hairpin was bought by me for my brother-in-law who didn't pass through the door." It's just that it's so beautiful that I can't help but put it on. I wanted to send it to my brother and daughter-in-law in person, but now I'm afraid that it won't work, and I have to bother you, Miss...... Help me...... Let's go, let's go......"

"In the end, isn't that hairpin yours?" Song Lingyue clenched her fingers, her nails were embedded in the flesh but she didn't feel pain, "Zhichun, Zhichun, is it really worth it?" ”

"Is it worth it?" Zhichun repeated these three words, but the black and white pupils gradually diluted.

Her life also disappeared in this sloppy light, and the temperature of her body gradually cooled.

"Zhichun—" Lin Jinlan wailed as she lay on Zhichun's corpse, which had begun to become cold.

In the end, it was Lord Lin who made the decision to bury Zhichun's body and bury it well.

Song Lingyue fed Mrs. Lin the medicine and said that she would go back to the prison.

"Lan'er has been stimulated a lot today, maybe you can help unravel her." This was the last sentence that Lord Lin said to Song Lingyue when he left.

It seems that there is no need to spend the night in a cell tonight.

Song Lingyue thought so.

If it had been two hours ago, Song Lingyue would have been very happy if she knew that she didn't have to spend the night in that dirty and messy cell.

But now that Zhichun committed suicide, Song Lingyue's mood is also very heavy.

As a healer, she was used to seeing life and death in her previous life, but Zhichun's death was too unworthy.

Song Lingyue naturally did not forget the look in Lin Jinlan's eyes when Zhichun's body was carried away, full of fear, regret, and pain.

Even if Lord Lin didn't say it, Song Lingyue wanted to stay and comfort Lin Jinlan, otherwise Lin Jinlan would have to have psychological problems.

Song Lingyue came to the door of Lin Jinlan's bedroom under the guidance of her subordinates.

The door was closed, and Song Lingyue knocked on the door, "Sister Jinlan is me, Lingyue." ”

No one came to open the door, but Lin Jinlan's sobbing voice could be vaguely heard.

Song Lingyue knocked on the door again, and this time the door finally opened, but it was Zhixia who opened the door with red eyes.

"Go in, Miss is inside. I went to the kitchenette to see if dinner was ready. After speaking, Zhixia didn't wait for Song Lingyue to respond, raised his sleeve and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then turned around and ran away.

Zhixia's attitude towards Song Lingyue is really not good, but Song Lingyue doesn't mind.

Zhichun and Zhixia, presumably these two people should have been bought into the Lin Mansion at about the same time, and it is natural for them to be close.

Now that Zhichun has passed away suddenly, Zhixia must be very uncomfortable, maybe she will blame her in her heart, an outsider, for not persecuting Zhichun too much.

Song Lingyue shook her head, thinking in her heart that the reason why Lin Jinlan refused to see her was that she was afraid that Bacheng also felt that what she said before was too much, so Zhichun couldn't think of looking for a short time.

Song Lingyue pushed open the door and walked in, the house was already lit early, and the room was clear.

Lin Jinlan is the daughter of the official eunuch's family, and the layout of the boudoir is quite exquisite.

However, Song Lingyue, a modern person, really can't see where the furnishings in this room are valuable, and can only feel that these furnishings are very fine workmanship, and the carvings are also very dexterous, full of antiquity, and have a unique charm.

Lin Jinlan was lying on the bed at this time, and when she saw Song Lingyue coming in, she turned her back to Song Lingyue, and her shoulders twitched a few times, as if she was still sad about Zhichun's death.

Song Lingyue sat down at the table, picked up the teacup on the table and brought herself a cup of hot tea and drank it in small sips, without making a sound or being comforted, just drinking tea.

"Why are you so cold?"

In the end, Lin Jinlan couldn't help it, turned over, and looked at Song Lingyue with teary eyes.

Song Lingyue just smiled: "Are you willing to see me?" Want to talk? ”

Lin Jinlan sat up from the bed abruptly, looked at Song Lingyue, and her eyes were full of puzzlement: "Why do you look so calm?" Just now Zhichun was killed in front of us, and you didn't even shed a tear. ”

Song Lingyue put down the teacup in her hand and met Lin Jinlan's gaze: "As a doctor, I have long been accustomed to seeing life and death, and there are many people who died miserably than her. ”

In her previous life, the hospital where she worked was a hospital integrating traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and it was also an emergency hospital, and a large number of patients with broken heads and bleeding were brought in every day.

In the first month, Song Lingyue still reacted, but in the back, Song Lingyue was already indifferent, these hands can only deal with healing, and nothing else.

"So you're so cold?" Lin Jinlan's eyes were red, and she got up from the bed and walked to Song Lingyue's side.

Song Lingyue glanced up at Lin Jinlan and said in a low voice: "So, should I lie on the bed like you and cry helplessly?" This is not like the Lin Jinlan I know. ”

"How long have you known me, and how do you know what I'm like?" Lin Jinlan's emotions suddenly became excited.

Song Lingyue still had a faint expression:

"When I first met you, I was besieged by that black-faced scholar, and you were not afraid to stand up for me. Later, you showed your rebellious side, and I knew that you were the same person as me, and we didn't want to be confined to the body of our daughter's family, and we all had a passion and ambition, which we couldn't achieve because of constraints.

When I see you today, although you are a beautiful lady and well-read, I think that the first time I met you, is the real you. ”

Lin Jinlan didn't speak, just poured herself a cup of tea and drank it all.

"I also know that you're not sad because of me. It's because you feel guilty about Zhichun, you regret that you didn't see Zhichun's difficulties earlier, you regret that you didn't find out about her abnormality earlier, and you regret that you found out too late and couldn't help Zhichun. ”

Song Lingyue's voice fell, Lin Jinlan's hand holding the teacup trembled, she looked up at Song Lingyue and smiled:

"You are indeed my bosom friend, from the first time I saw you, I had a feeling of familiarity at first sight, I knew that you and I would become a very good friend.

Zhixia has taken care of me for many years, but you don't know me better than you, who only have a few relationships with me. ”

Lin Jinlan held Song Lingyue's hand on the table, and when she thought of Zhichun, her eyes turned red again:

"If I could have found out that Zhichun was short of money earlier, if Zhichun could tell me and my mother, my mother and I would be willing to help her. Why did she bother to do such a vicious thing, knowing that once she was discovered, no one would be able to protect her, and she lost her life in vain. ”

Song Lingyue said: "She is too obsessed, in her heart, her father and younger brother occupy a lot of weight, but she is the only one." Maybe she also understands that her father and brother are a bottomless pit, and she will be coerced by these two fathers and sons for the rest of her life. ”

Lin Jinlan's face changed: "Not really." Zhichun's father and younger brother are her only relatives, and it is understandable that she couldn't open the pot and count on Zhichun at the beginning. After her brother got married, he should stand on his own, how could he come to Zhichun again. ”

Looking at Lin Jinlan's beautiful face, Song Lingyue had to sigh that she was a delicate lady in the end, and she didn't know much about the people in the market.

The father and son clearly made up their minds to gnaw Zhichun for the rest of their lives.

Zhichun is also the powerful big girl next to Mrs. Lin, and she is favored by the eldest lady, and if she can't keep it in the future, she will be Lin Jinlan's companion or a parent, so that Zhichun will become the son of the Lin family and be a loyal servant of the Lin family for life.

In either case, Zhichun will not be short of benefits and money.

If the father and son really think about their daughter, they will not blindly ask their daughter for money.

"Just watch. I'm afraid that there will be trouble if Zhichun's body is sent back for burial tomorrow. Song Lingyue put down the tea that had been cold in her hand, but her eyes narrowed.