When Lin Yijia returned to the Lin Mansion, she was still holding the three wild lilies in her hands, and her eyebrows and eyes were very light.

Yang Guangbei came back with her to meet Old Man Lin and Lin Shiqing and others. When Mrs. Lin saw her daughter walk in, her eyes immediately fell on the mountain flowers and paused, and asked with a smile, "Are you playing well?" ”

"Although Shushan is not high, the scenery is good. Especially when the sun is almost setting, the water of Magnolia Lake is dyed orange and yellow, and there are many egrets flying on the lake, which is very beautiful. Lin Yijia spoke briskly and inserted the flowers in her hand into the vase on the white wall. The whole wall came alive at once, and the fragrance soon filled the room.

"Hearing you say that, my mother feels yearning." Mrs. Lin admired the splendor on the wall, and said with a smile: "When I am free one day, my mother will go and take a look." ”

"Why stay someday when you're free?" Lin Yijia grabbed Mrs. Lin's arm and smiled disapprovingly: "Let Daddy accompany you tomorrow!" It sounds like you're far away! Besides, mother, what can't you put off, Dad's place will not start school until tomorrow! What a hurry! ”

"Yes, don't worry, my mother listens to Yi'er." Mrs. Lin smiled at the corner of her mouth, very doting.

She could naturally see that Lin Yijia was in a very happy mood at this time. And she also knew that Yang Guangbei was accompanying her before. However, Mrs. Lin did not mention Yang Guangbei, but after continuing to talk to Lin Yijia about some trivial matters, she did not leave Lin Yijia to eat, and let her go back to her own convenience.

Song Jie and Yang Guangbei naturally had the juniors of the Lin family to entertain them.

After Lin Shiqing returned to the room, he ran into Mrs. Lin "interrogating" Lantian Lansi.

"Lord is back. Just listen to it, too. Mrs. Lin got up and took off her coat for Lin Shiqing, poured him a cup of hot tea, and then sat down again, and said to the two people standing with their hands down: "You can sit too." ”

The two of them bowed, half-sat on their stools, and spoke honestly. Lantian has a good memory and learned Yang Guangbei's words word for word, while Lan Si is observant and clicks on the expressions of the two from time to time. It turned out that there was no half to hide.

Mrs. Lin's eyes flashed, and after the two of them finished speaking, she said, "Did your young lady allow you to say that?" ”

Lantian replied: "Our young lady instructed that as long as the lord and lady asked, the slaves and maids were allowed to tell the truth. She didn't have anything to hide from her father and mother. ”

If someone else asks, of course, there will be a prevarication.

Even if it's Old Man Lin's. They are not as open-minded as Lin Shiqing and Mrs. Lin, and they are dedicated to planning for their daughter, and everything else is secondary. And Old Man Lin is different. Not to mention Lin Yuan'er, it is Lin Shiqi, what Old Man Lin did was very wrong - knowing that his own son would not grow up well with Mrs. Lin too much. He still gave up this son because he was bored with and compromised with Old Lady Lin, and he was not responsible for his life! Who can say. Lin Shiqi has achieved nothing until now, and he is worried that he has no idea, so he will not have the responsibility of Old Man Lin?

Lin Yijia trusts her mother, and because her mother trusts her father. And this trust to Mr. Lin needs to be thought about.

Hearing the two girls say this, Mrs. Lin was very relieved.

She gave them a silver bracelet and sent them back to wait.

"In this way, this little marquis. The heart of our Yier is a bit rare. "He lost both of his parents when he was a child, but he grew up to be what he is today. Although it is still unremarkable and obscure, it is also very rare. Mrs. Lin sighed with relief: "It's just that we should ...... it"

"Rongqing ......" Lin Shiqing said, "Are you really going to let Yi'er play around for another year or two?" In my opinion, whether it is Liu Shenzhi or Yang Guangbei, they are all good, even if they don't get married immediately, it doesn't prevent them from settling down first. ”

Mrs. Lin thought for a while when she heard this, shook her head and said, "It's not appropriate." You men, you will only like women who honestly stay in the inner house and regard them as their heavens, what if it is decided now, what if they learn that Yi'er does not like it? When the time comes, will they be patient or let Yi'er give up? No matter which side compromises, the relationship between the two people has already been hurt. Inappropriate. ”

Lin Shiqing raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Lin and asked in a low voice, "What about you?" Did you also want to work hard to succeed in the past? Over the years, you've ......"

Mrs. Lin smiled and said, "Of course, I also want to do something, but the desire is not strong. And I met you, and I am willing to give up other ...... for you and for your family. Yier is different. For one, she has a stronger desire to do what she wants than I do; Second, she didn't meet the person who made her willing to give up. ”

Lin Shiqing only felt a warm current surging in his heart, and couldn't help but hold Mrs. Lin's hand and said, "Just do as you say." ”

……

Mrs. Lin's body finally failed to survive the New Year, and on the seventeenth day of the lunar month, she closed her eyes. Before leaving, she groped for a long time, struggling unwillingly. Or Lin Yuan'er took the Ming Huang Holy Decree, and read out the reward "Lin's Yuan'er is the queen", "Lin Shengting is the Duke of Hengguo", "Lin Li is the Duchess of Yipinguo", etc., and finally heard "Lin Shiqi is Cheng Enbo", finally satisfied, let go of his hands, and left with a smile.

She persevered all her life, and finally there was no regret.

What she didn't know was that a single decree could never write so many rewards. I don't know that Lin Yuan'er, as the "queen", can't send her to the end, let alone that Emperor Jinghe has died......

Lin Yuan'er cried in despair.

What is her life for!

Old Man Lin's face was gloomy and ugly. He looked at the old lady who was no longer in human form, and he didn't know whether he was more disgusted or more compassionate, and after ordering "wait for a change", he brushed his sleeves and left the room.

Snow drifted silently in the sky, and soon covered the entire mountain and river fields.

The newly completed forest house was hung with white flags. Up and down the Lin family, they put away their bright clothes, leaving only plain white.

Mrs. Lin will be suspended for forty-two days, and then she will be buried in the family cemetery carved out on the Dashu Mountain.

And Lin Yuan'er stayed in the mourning hall all day long, burning paper money one by one, not knowing the sun and the moon.

"Yuan'er." A trembling voice came from behind her, as if a hammer had struck her in the heart.

"Yuan'er, you ...... Are you okay? ”

Lin Yuan'er slowly turned around and saw a familiar and unfamiliar face. She snapped her eyes shut and turned back, her hands trembling as she threw a handful of paper ingots into the brazier. Tears poured out of his eyes irrepressibly, and the tears smashed on the charcoal basin, making a "snort" sound.

The man didn't call again, but knelt quietly beside her.

The mourning hall was extremely quiet, except for the faint sound of the charcoal fire licking the paper money. The sky turned from dark to dark, and soon it was pitch black.

"Yuan'er, let's go back to Fuzhou." Chen Zhenyi's hair and beard were messy, and she was emaciated like a bamboo pole. He said slowly in a hoarse voice: "After I resigned, I returned to Fuzhou without alarming anyone. Yuan'er, Fuzhou is thousands of miles away from Shengjing, and no one knows about Shengjing...... Let's go back to Fuzhou, marry a daughter-in-law for our two brothers, and have grandchildren around us to be happy in the future, and live a quiet life. ”

No one in Fuzhou knows anything about their past.

Lin Yuan'er's shoulders trembled, she bit her lip tightly and didn't speak.

"Or, if you don't like Fuzhou, let's go to Quanzhou and Nanyang, and go to any place that no one knows." Chen Zhenyi's voice was gentle and quiet: "Well, or go to Nanyang." Yuan'er, do you know Nanyang? It's summer all year round, and the land is fertile, so you can sprinkle a handful of seeds, and you don't have to worry about anything, and you can harvest them every two months...... There are many huge and gorgeous flowers, and there are always sweet fruits hanging from the trees and the ground, and it is definitely a fairy land......

"Why are you telling me this?" Lin Yuan'er finally couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and shouted at Chen Zhenyi.

Chen Zhenyi looked at her quietly, and said softly: "Because, my mind has never changed, since I saw your smile in the peach blossom forest on March 3 of that year...... Your smile is so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes me miserable and uneasy, and I can't sleep every day, because I am not worthy of you, not worthy of your pure beauty, not worthy of your noble birth......"

"But I'm still not reconciled." Chen Zhenyi continued: "I paid attention to your smile, smile and every move, and finally let me hear the news that your grandfather and your father did not allow you to marry the third prince and wanted to marry you far away, so I desperately recommended myself to the door, and finally married you." I don't deserve you, and I can't help but blaspheme you, and I want to try my best to please you...... I never knew what to do to really be worthy. You are like a kite flying high in the sky, I can only desperately hold a fragile thin thread in my hand, and follow your figure to run on the ground. ”

"Then don't you think you're worthy of me now! Because I'm not chaste! Lin Yuan'er let out a low roar.

Chen Zhenyi looked at Lin Yuan'er, laughed lightly, and nodded: "What you said is very true." Now, I finally feel that I can be worthy of you, and you don't know how happy I am in my heart! I finally don't need to feel inferior, Yuan'er. I finally don't need to drink to hold you in my arms, Yuan'er. I'm happy, Yuan'er, are you happy for me? Yuan'er, I want you to say that you are happy for me. ”

"I'm not happy!" Lin Yuan'er cried bitterly: "Why did you come back!" I'm upset! ”

"No, you must be happy!" Chen Zhenyi excitedly grabbed Lin Yuan'er's shoulders, hugged her in her arms, rested her chin on her head and rubbed her hair wildly, and muttered, "You must be happy, right?" Yuan'er, don't lie to me, you must be happy! I must be happy! Right! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )