Qin Shuihan happily took Lin Yi back to the room where he was staying.

She finally recovered.

Lin Yi remembered everything.

It was really Qin Shuihan who saved herself that day, and she didn't dare to imagine what she would suffer if he didn't come.

Shen Dingjue, she must take revenge!

She recalled the scene where Qin Shuihan had been taking care of herself, it turned out that he cared so much about herself.

"King Han, thank you."

"It's me who is not good and makes you suffer."

Qin Shuihan also recalled that scene, and still felt worried.

"King Han, can I stay in your mansion for a few more days?"

Qin Shuihan hooked the corners of his mouth and said dotingly: "Arrange it immediately, you can live as long as you want." ”

"Over there at the hospital, can you not go these days... I want to take good care of Cuizhu and wait for her to recover a little more... Immediately..."

It's really a worried little woman, Qin Shuihan couldn't help but stroke her hair.

"There are Dr. Ma and Dr. Di in the hospital, don't worry."

Lin Yi suddenly remembered that he had beaten Ma Yong for a while...

In the next few days, Lin Yi personally took care of Cuizhu every day. Looking at Cuizhu, whose face was pale and emaciated, she felt very uncomfortable. It's all his own fault, if it weren't for himself, how could Cuizhu have suffered all this.

She decocted the medicine herself and fed her bite by bite.

The wounds on the body will heal slowly, and the wounds in the heart will take a lifetime to heal.

Lin Yi's guilt was written on his face.

"Miss... Cuizhu is fine... How can I let the young lady serve me..."

Cui Zhu's body was still very weak.

Lin Yi looked at her distressedly, shook her head and said nothing, and continued to take the soup spoon and carefully send the medicine to Cuizhu's mouth.

Looking at Lin Yi's stubborn appearance, Cuizhu knew that she couldn't resist her, so she obediently drank the medicine.

For Lin Yi, the two are sisters.

For Cuizhu, Lin Yi is her best master.

Lin Yi helped Cuizhu lie down, and when she saw that she was asleep with her eyes closed, she helped her tuck the quilt and retreated lightly.

Hearing the slight sound of the door closing, Cuizhu immediately opened her eyes, and tears flowed out silently. She didn't dare to close her eyes, as soon as she closed them, the events of that day were vivid.

She is discouraged, and she has nothing to love.

"Miss, I hope I can still be your maid in the next life."

Next.

Lin Yi was just about to decoct Cuizhu when he saw a maid hurriedly come over and kneel in front of him.

"Miss Lin Er, Miss Cuizhu... Bamboo girl... Committed suicide..."

What?!

Stumbled, Lin Yi's legs were weak and she almost fell, but fortunately, she held on to the table in front of her tightly with one hand.

All the senses seemed to stand still in an instant, and the world seemed unreal again.

So quiet!

There was no sound, no smell, as if I had been stuffed into a vacuum-transparent bag, I could see everything, but I couldn't move.

The maid saw that she was completely unaware that the medicine bag in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and thought to herself, the prince must ask herself when she comes back, how is this good!

"Miss Lin Er... Don't scare the slaves... Miss Lin Er..."

Lin Yi came back to her senses suddenly, she ignored the maid kneeling beside her, and rushed to the side room where Cuizhu lived like a madman.

Pushing open the door, I saw Cuizhu lying peacefully on the bed.

A small face was bloodless, with a hairpin inserted in his chest, and the blood was so stained that he couldn't distinguish the background color of his underwear.

The maids at the door knelt in a ball, and they were so frightened that they bowed their heads and were silent.

"Go down, all of you..."

The maids carefully retreated with bated breath.

Lin Yi knelt on the edge of the bed with an expressionless face, she stroked Cuizhu's hair, she really couldn't understand why the little girl who was obediently drinking medicinal soup yesterday had no breath now! The slightly dried blood stains had taken on a dark red color, making the blood less glaring. The hairpin on his chest was straight and straight, and Lin Yi's scalp was numb.

What a determination it takes to stab it! How painful it must be!

She collapsed to the ground and wept.

At this moment, Qin Shuihan, who ended the early dynasty, immediately rushed to the mansion happily.

Looking at his figure leaving in a hurry, Bai Qiran was extremely surprised, what kind of important things has King Han been busy with these days?

Without his oppression, I suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Qin Yi sneered and caught up with him, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Bai, are you not used to it these days?" Don't worry, the fifth brother is just busy these days, and he will ask us about the progress of Lou Li's matter in a few days. But tomorrow's matter, please ask Brother Bai to behave well. ”

Bai Qiran smiled bitterly, why did he forget that there was still a little fox lurking beside him, but that Lou Li was indeed not a thing.

I've seen corrupt officials, but I've never seen anyone so greedy!

It's just that this Lin Mansion Yizi named Shen Dingjue is sacred? Worth doing it yourself?

"What kind of character is that Shen Dingjue?"

"It's not a thing, but it's valuable."

Qin Yi's eyes revealed a hint of murderous aura.

Bai Qiran frowned, he wanted to hold him up for himself, and swaggered into southern Xinjiang, so much trouble was just to destroy him, I really don't understand the intentions of these two princes.

"What is King Han busy with these days?"

"Life Events!"

Qin Yi shook his head and swept the gloom in his eyes.

Qin Shuihan raised his horsewhip with a spring breeze on his face, he didn't know why he was so happy, he wanted to see her quickly when he thought of Lin Yi in the house.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Steward Wu who greeted him with a sad face.

"Lord Wang, something happened to Miss Lin's maid."

Steward Wu is a smart person, and he knows that the prince has been traveling on horseback without a carriage these days, all in order to meet the young lady of the Lin Mansion in a hurry. It's just that I didn't expect that the young lady's maid suddenly committed suicide.

"What's going on?"

Qin Shuihan frowned, his heart suddenly clenched, and he threw the reins to Steward Wu.

"Back to the prince, the maid of the second lady of the Lin Mansion committed suicide!"

Qin Shuihan snorted, didn't even have time to change his court clothes, and went straight to Cuizhu's side room.

He gently pushed open the door, the room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and he saw Lin Yi lying motionless on the edge of the bed. He was suddenly a little scared, afraid to see her stimulated. He took a deep breath and strode forward to help her up, taking her shoulder around and scrutinizing it.

Lin Yi's face was full of tears, her tears had already dried up, she didn't avoid Qin Shuihan's eyes, and stared at him stunned.

"Lin Yi..."

Qin Shuihan was very nervous, he didn't know how she would react, and he didn't know if she recognized herself.

"King Han, I, want, revenge, revenge! I, I must take revenge! ”

Lin Yi's voice was as cold as ice.

Looking at her cold eyes, Qin Shuihan's heart moved, he was reluctant to let her be so strong, he would help her take revenge.

"I have already arranged that Shen Ding will never go to Sui Mountain to quell the chaos in these two days, and he will never be allowed to get out of Sui Mountain alive!"

Qin Shuihan didn't hide it, he thought about this move.

At present, he has not married her, and he wants to protect her reputation, but Shen Dingjue is still in the Lin Mansion for a day, and he can't let her go back to the mansion.

In that Sui Mountain, there are generals who follow Qin Shuihan, Shen Dingjue's talisman is not worth it in his eyes, and after slashing him at that time, he will be rewarded with a seal.

After all, he also has to take care of Lin Yi's identity as Miss Lin Mansion.

Lin Yi didn't understand the matter of the border pass, but she believed in Qin Shuihan.

It doesn't matter where Sui Shan is, as long as he can kill Shen Dingjue!

"I'm going to Suishan too, I'm going to kill him with my own hands!"

Although she has killed people, she has never been like now, she will not be afraid, but has a very strong desire.

Qin Shuihan nodded, if she wanted to do it herself, then take Shen Ding to the capital!

"Okay, I'll let you do it."

Lin Yi turned her head to look at Cuizhu, she wiped Qin Shuihan's hand holding her, and knelt on the side of the bed and looked at Cuizhu quietly, as if making a final goodbye. Suddenly, she pulled out the hairpin inserted in Cuizhu's chest, and the blood had already dried up and would not gurgle out again.

Lin Yi wiped the hairpin with his sleeve and carefully put it into his arms.

"Can King Laohan bury Cuizhu?"

Lin Yi turned around and knelt at Qin Shuihan's feet, his thin waist straight, like a young proud snow pine.

"There is no need for a funeral, just choose a good piece of land and a good coffin."

Her voice trembled slightly, trying not to let herself cry.

Looking at Lin Yi who was kneeling on the ground, Qin Shuihan couldn't help frowning, this was the first time she had knelt down in front of her so formally. He was willing to do anything for her, and he really didn't need to be so distant.

"Xuanfeng, get this done."

Qin Shuihan commanded at the door, he knew that Xuan Feng was waiting outside the door.

"My subordinates will do it immediately."

Xuan Feng stood at the door, and he glanced at Lin Yi who was kneeling on the ground again, his face was cold, and his lips were closed. The conversation in the room just now reached his ears without pulling a word, Miss Lin Er is affectionate and righteous, soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, she is really an unusual woman.

Such a woman, even if she is a concubine, is completely worthy of her own master.

Qin Shuihan sent Lin Yi back to the room, and saw her expressionless and silent along the way, he was very worried but didn't know how to comfort her.

Lin Yi felt his gaze and slowly raised his head.

"Thank you, King Han. Please give me three days... There's been so much going on lately that I want to put my thoughts together. The King of Cold... Don't worry about me. ”

She suddenly stopped with a roll of her eyes, and looked at him quietly with a determination in her eyes.

"Okay, you have a good rest these three days, I won't bother you."

Qin Shuihan's heart relaxed slightly.

He respects her and gives her time to heal.

Back in the room, Lin Yi let himself be immersed in grief. She tried to hold back her tears, what was the use of crying!

Shen Dingjue! Oiling, digging hearts, peeling, what else?

Lin Yi searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and he could only think of these torture methods.

She took out the hairpin that Cuizhu committed suicide from her arms and carefully wrapped it.

The girl who really cared about herself, followed behind her, smiled with crooked eyebrows and a bright face, just left, just abandoned herself and left...

Tears burst instantly.

In the past three days, Qin Shuihan didn't bother Lin Yi, he could only learn her status from the maid's mouth.

I drank only some porridge for three meals a day.

He was very distressed, but he said that he would give her three days, and he could only hold back and not see her.

On the side of Sui Mountain, his general Han Chengzhi sent a message by flying book, and everything was ready. Thinking of the conversation between Bai Qiran and his father yesterday, he sank his eyes, believing that his father would issue an edict to send Shen Ding to Sui Mountain soon.

Three days passed in a flash, but Qin Shuihan lived like a year.

Today, he did not go to the morning court, but came to Lin Yi's guest room early in the morning. Seeing that she had lost a lot of weight, her eyes were dark and blue, and her pale little face was still full of sadness.

Qin Shuihan sighed, he was really so haggard.

"You prepare a little, let's go to Chonghuan Mountain."

He paused and continued, "Bury Cuizhu." ”

On the way to Chonghuan Mountain, there is a faint smell of white fruits, which is not pleasant.

Lifting the corner of the curtain, the ground is golden, and the golden ginkgo biloba leaves dance with the wheels.

Looking at the autumn scenery outside the car, Lin Yi couldn't help muttering to herself.

"Thinking that the ginkgo biloba fell to the ground, bring the green bamboo, and enjoy the beautiful scenery together, but now it has fallen to the ground, and the person is no longer there."

The car was filled with a faint sadness, Qin Shuihan didn't know what to do, looking at Lin Yi who had become silent, thinking that this Second Miss Lin was really a lover, even a maid would care so much.

He ordered someone to transport Cuizhu's body to Chonghuan Mountain yesterday, and chose the best coffin, which is a rare ebony for ordinary people.

The coffin lid has been nailed, only the last nail is missing, he doesn't want Lin Yi to see the maid lying in the coffin grief again, leaving only the last coffin to wait for her to decide.

The journey to Chonghuan Mountain was a bit far, Lin Yi looked at the scenery outside the car, and closed his eyes in a daze in the bumps along the way.

She was too sleepy.

In the past three days, as long as she closed her eyes, Shen Ding's appearance of forcing herself to surged in her mind.

The expression was so hideous that she didn't dare to close her eyes.

I finally fell asleep, but a piece of white appeared in the dream, and a dark red dot slowly rendered out, gradually turning into a piece of different shades of red, and Cuizhu committed suicide like this!

Qin Shuihan saw that she was confused, and slowly moved to her side, gently hugging her, not letting her head hit the carriage due to the bumps of the carriage.

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Yi found that his head was leaning on Qin Shuihan's shoulder, and Qin Shuihan had been holding him sideways.

Lin Yi sat up straight.

Looking at each other, Lin Yi's pale little face flushed with a hint of redness.

"Thank you..."

"There's still some distance, let's sleep again."

Saying that, Qin Shuihan naturally stretched out his big hand and hugged her again.

When did you start getting used to his hugs? Suddenly, Lin Yi broke free from his embrace and looked at him with a shocked expression.

"You... No, it's me... It's rude..."

Qin Shuihan was also slightly stunned, since when did he want to hug her when he saw her.

Both of them were a little embarrassed, Lin Yi leaned over to the car, pulled the curtain and continued to look at the scenery outside.

Qin Shuihan lowered his eyes, silently took her little hand, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

Lin Yi glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't make a sound, and let him pull it.

Her heart beat a little faster, but she enjoyed the warmth of his hand.

The carriage drove all the way forward.

Somehow, when she was about to reach the foot of Chonghuan Mountain, Lin Yi felt that this scenery seemed a little familiar, but she was very sure that she had never been here, and it was impossible not to be impressed by such a long distance.

Could it be the original body?

Lin Yi tried hard to search for the memories of the original body, and seemed to be brought here by a woman with a beautiful face, who was like a mountain orchid, beyond the red dust.

The mother of the original body!

Lin Yi was a little curious about why the mother of the original body brought the original body here, but this memory seemed to be very vague, and she didn't think much about things that she couldn't think of.

There is a grave at the foot of Chonghuan Mountain, and the tomb of Cuizhu is in the middle of this one.

There was green smoke around him, and there were still scattered paper money.

Lin Yi hooked the corners of his mouth lonely.

Cuizhu loves to talk, like a little sparrow chirping, this place will not be lonely.

Looking at the group of grave keepers next to the grave, Lin Yi did not approach Cuizhu's coffin, but looked at the pile of coffin soil and spit out a sentence lightly.

"Seal the coffin."

Four or five grave keepers skillfully inserted the nails, covered the last piece of soil, and worked together to build the mound and erect the tombstone.

The setting sun gradually sank into the ground, and the light of the remnant sun shone on this new tomb, which seemed indescribably lonely.

The four big characters of "Tomb of Green Bamboo" on the tombstone are bright and clean.

It's just that in Lin Yi's eyes, these words don't seem to be engraved on a stone tablet, as if they are engraved on his heart, and the words are dripping blood.

Qin Shuihan stood beside Lin Yi and watched the grave silently with her.

Finally, Lin Yi let out a long sigh.

"It's getting late, let's go back. I'm in trouble with the Han King today. ”