Chu Jun suddenly got up, "What? You promised me, how can you ......"

Chu Shize raised his hand and signaled her to be calm, "I can restrain what I want to do, but I can't stop my father." ”

"You mean, you mean ......"

Chu Shize nodded lightly, as if infinitely regretful.

"You're talking nonsense." With tears in his eyes, Chu Jun choked up and said, "Father won't do this, he won't." ”

"What the whole Hou Yan knows, you can ask someone casually." Chu Shize was calm.

"Didn't you force your father to death?"

"I promised you that I would let him go."

Chu Jun sat back in his chair and muttered, "No, no." ”

Chu Shize said, "I understand your feelings at the moment, and I know that you are difficult to accept for a while, but this is a fact, you are pregnant now, and your emotions are not easy to be too intense, I will send someone to send you back." ”

"At least let me put a stick of incense on my father."

"Okay." Chu Shize was helpless.

Returning to the palace in a daze, Chu Jun regretted that she couldn't cheer up from her father's death for a long time, she stared at Lin Jikuo's concerned face stupidly, "My father is no longer here." ”

"Your body matters."

"Did you already know?" Chu Junxi's eyes as he stared at him flashed like a knife that devoured blood.

Lin Jikuo said lightly, "I don't know. ”

"You lied to me."

"When did I lie to you."

Chu Jun cried and fell into his arms, "My father is gone, in this world, I have no relatives, no one who cares about me and loves me." "Why do the things and people you hold dear leave you? Do you really not deserve to be happy?

Lin Jikuo hugged her trembling body tightly, "You still have me." ”

As if a child who had been wronged outside finally found a warm embrace, Chu Junxi poured beans into the bamboo tube of grievances in his heart, and said them all. Lin Jikuo didn't say anything, just listened quietly, patting her on the back to show comfort.

said that she was tired and tired of crying, Chu Junxi fell asleep, Lin Jikuo gently picked her up, walked to the inner room, put her on the bed, covered the quilt, and waited all night.

The soft sunlight shone on his face, Chu Junxi woke up slowly, wanted to raise his hand and found that there seemed to be something pressing down on the quilt, thinking that Lin Jikuo had not slept all night and stayed by his bedside, at this time he was lying on the side of the bed and falling asleep, and was about to persuade him to go back to his room to rest, when he suddenly found that he saw a person whose hair covered his face and could not see his face, "You, who are you?" Why here? ”

"Woo, woo." The man whimpered, it turned out to be the madman he had seen that day, and he was still wearing the clothes of an inner prison.

The inner prisoner kept whining, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word, and Chu Junxi thought that he had no way of knowing what he was going to say. Ling'er said that this person was a crazy person, but Chu Junxi found that he looked crazy on the outside, but he didn't act like a crazy person. Seeing that Chu Jun didn't understand what he meant, the inner supervisor was patrolling the house.

Chu Junxi said tentatively, "Are you looking for something?" ”

The other person makes a writing motion.

"Pen and ink?"

The inner supervisor nodded repeatedly.

"Put the pen and ink in the outer hall, and I'll let people bring it in." When you say it, you have to call people.

The inner eunuch hurriedly went to gag her, and suddenly realized that he was dirty, and quickly pulled his hand back, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"You know me?"

The inner supervisor nodded.

Chu Jun was curious, she didn't remember that she knew such a person, why did she look for herself? And it seems that he doesn't want anyone to see him, but the important thing is that he has something to tell himself, what will it be?

"But, I don't know you." Could he have found the wrong person in a state of confusion?

The inner prisoner bowed his head, and the morning sun shone on him, but it did not diminish half of his sorrow. After a long time, he shook his head slowly, then looked up and reached out to brush away the hair that was covering his face.

There was a faint sound of footsteps in the outer room, and when Chu Junxi hadn't seen his appearance clearly, the inner prisoner seemed to have been stung by someone, and quickly put down his hair, panicking.

Knowing that he was discovered, Chu Junxi pointed to the Begonia Spring Sleeping Screen, and the inner prison quickly increased.

The person who came was Ling'er, and when he saw Chu Junxi wake up, he said happily, "Are you awake?" Slaves and maids are waiting for you to change your clothes. ”

"I'm hungry, so I'm going to get some food."

"Slave and maid, go now."

Ling'er walked out of the inner room, and only came out from behind the screen until he couldn't hear the footsteps, and then came out of the window, Chu Jun was surprised, it turned out to be a martial arts person.

After breakfast, Chu Junxi sat on the chaise longue under the eaves, the scenery in the courtyard was ordinary, but it was rare to be quiet, the sun was shining warmly on his body, and he was drowsy.

Closing his eyes, Chu Jun couldn't help but think of the inner prisoner, he was sure that the person he was looking for was himself, what did he want to say to himself?

Half of the sunlight shining on his body was blocked, and Chu Junxi slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Jikuo sat down next to her, "It's windy today, why are you sitting here, you need to rest now." ”

"Did my father really die on his own?" Why can't I always believe it, my father's loving smile is still in front of me, has the father who encouraged me and told me about my childhood really left me?

"None of us saw it with our own eyes."

It is precisely because I haven't seen it with my own eyes that I can't believe it, "I want to keep filial piety for my father." ”

Lin Jikuo helped her into the house, "With your current body, it is not appropriate to do this." ”

"This is the only thing I can do for my father, a month, and then we will go back to Gutuo." Chu Jun cherishes firmness.

"Okay."

In the ancestral hall, Chu Jun cherishes the white flowers in plain clothes, and the paper money burns to light up her face, and there is no speech here, only two lines of tears.

Since the beginning of filial piety, Chu Junxi stayed in the ancestral hall all day to copy Buddhist scriptures, and had nothing to do on weekdays, so Chu Junxi stayed in the ancestral hall later and later, and often went back when it was completely dark.

Ling'er led the way with an octagonal palace lamp, and a faint yellow candlelight was projected. The stars in the sky are sparse, and the moon mother accompanies her.

"The princess copies the Buddhist scriptures and stays late every day, the first emperor has a spirit in the sky, and he will definitely see the princess's filial piety." Ling'er said.

"I hope so." Chu Junxi sighed that he had been living in complaints and misunderstandings about his father, so he couldn't snuggle up on his knees like other brothers and sisters, and God had mercy. This time he came back to be the funeral of his father, and I wish him all the best in heaven.

Since Chu Jun cherished his filial piety, Lin Jikuo sat at the table every day, drinking tea and waiting for her to have dinner. Today too, Chu Junxi returned to the dormitory, Lin Jikuo was already waiting at the table, there was a fragrant meal on the table, and when he saw her come in, he poured a cup of tea for him.

"It's just right to come back, the meal is just served, eat it while it's hot."

"Hmm." Chu Junxi sat down at the table.

Lin Jikuo picked up vegetables for her, "You are pregnant now, and it is the time to replenish your body, tell your brother if you want to eat anything, do you know?" ”

The rain fell all night, and there was no sign of stopping in the early morning, and the raindrops of beans smashed on the glazed tiles, and the wind blew, and it was cold to the bones.

"The weather is bad tonight, is the princess still going?" Ling'er looked at the rain outside and said with some worry, the ancestral hall is a little far away from here, and the master is not in good health now, and she is pregnant.

"It doesn't matter."

The rain is heavy, like hanging a water curtain, Ling'er stands under the eaves, "The rain is so heavy, holding an umbrella will get wet, it's better to wait for the rain to be a little lighter, we will go over, the slave knows the princess's filial piety, but you also have to think about the child in the womb." ”

"Okay."

Chu Junxi sat down in the hall, and Ling'er brought snacks and hot tea.

The rain began to light up after a whole hour, and the tea had become cold, Chu Jun got up, "Let's go." ”

Ling'er draped the clothes she had put on the side for her.

When passing through the gourd door, there was a faint sound of beating and scolding, Chu Jun couldn't help but turn his head to look, and in the far corner, several people in the clothes of the inner prison were gathered together, and they knew what they were doing without looking.