However, everyone was shocked to hear the news and couldn't help but turn pale with shock and exclaimed.
Ding Mengxuan screamed, turning around and running out the door regardless of whether he lost his composure or not. Several girls behind hurriedly followed.
Ding Jinzhi scolded: "How did you protect her? Huh, you can't even protect a weak woman. What a bunch of losers!"
Ding Yi lowered his head and said: "Yes! Yes!... It's just that something happened suddenly and unexpectedly! The girl was quiet when she went out, but suddenly she broke away from the hands of the two brothers like crazy, Hitting the pillar caught people off guard and was a small dereliction of duty..."
Ding Yurong stepped forward and said: "Master, in fact, I can't blame them entirely for this matter. I also blame that girl for her narrow-mindedness. I just couldn't think about it for a while, but... alas!..."
Ding Jinzhi was upset at this time. He waved his hand and said: "Okay, please step aside first. We will discuss this later!" After saying this, he snorted bitterly and walked away.
Lu Wenzheng and others also felt embarrassed and had no choice but to follow out of the hall angrily.
Xiang Luo has long since died. When Ding Mengxuan arrived, martial artist Luo Zhenyi had arranged for his family to carry the body away.
Ding Mengxuan was distraught and rushed forward desperately, but was already held back by several girls and mothers.
When Lu Wenzheng and his entourage came out, they happened to witness everything in front of them, and they all sighed and sighed.
Especially Ling Yun, he felt extremely guilty. Thinking about what happened last night and looking at Ding Mengxuan's heartbroken look, he seemed to be in a daze and was speechless for a long time.
Thanks to Xu Zhi's tug, he didn't lose his composure.
After the people from the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment left, Ding Jinzhi remembered to vent his depression.
Xiang Luo deserves to die, already dead; and where is her daughter Ding Mengxuan?
At this time, Ding Mengxuan was supported back to the embroidery building by several girls.
Her face was pale, her expression was dull, and she was sad and unable to extricate herself.
At this time, Ding Jinzhi broke in angrily, indiscriminately, armed with a gun and a stick, and severely reprimanded his daughter: "What did I tell you last night? You are sincerely trying to make things difficult for your father." Huh? Now, you have not only killed Xiang Luo, but also your biological father! Your wings are really stiff and your elbows are turned outward!... You really disappoint me. I really raised your daughter in vain! "
Ding Mengxuan just cried, crying so hard that he couldn't speak.
Ding Jinzhi sighed angrily and walked away.
Ding Jinzhi returned to the living room, still angry. At this time, his family member Ding Xin walked in: "Master, there is something outside-"
"I don't see anyone!"
Ding Xin said: "It's Mr. He who wants to see you."
After Ding Jinzhi heard this, his arrogance suddenly disappeared, he coughed dryly and said: "Please!"
He had always been fawning over the eldest son of the He family and the future guest of the Ding family, so how could he dare to refuse to see him?
He Chenglin came in, and after meeting Ding Jinzhi, he said politely: "My father is not worried about the situation here, so he sent his nephew over to take a look at the situation."
Ding Jinzhi looked ashamed: "I'm really ashamed to say it. Don't mention it again!"
He said not to mention it, but he still had to briefly talk about the failed assassination of Du Zhenghai last night and the setback today, and then asked: "I wonder what my nephew thinks of this matter?"
He Chenglin's face darkened and he was thoughtful.
Ding Jinzhi was in a nervous mood and was waiting to listen quietly. Suddenly, there were hurried footsteps outside the door, and a little girl came in in panic, saying in a trembling voice: "Master, something serious has happened! Miss... Miss, she... she... "
Ding Jinzhi said anxiously: "What's wrong, Miss?"
The girl cried: "Miss, she...she...hanged herself!"
Ding Jinzhi felt his head buzzing and almost fainted. He Chenglin hurriedly supported him.
He Chenglin asked the little girl eagerly: "How is the young lady doing now?"
The little girl said: "She has been rescued. Grandma Wang is accompanying her and trying to persuade her."
Ding Jinzhi took a breath and cursed: "You little maid, you are always startled."
The little girl said: "Although she was rescued, the young lady is in a very bad mood now, and her expression is extremely scary..."
Ding Jinzhi let out a long sigh and said: "What a misfortune for our family when something like this happened, my dear nephew, I made you laugh. In fact, you blame me for this, because what I said just now was too harsh! ...
"Alas! This child has been well-behaved and docile since he was a child. He was bewitched by others and did such a stupid thing. Although I was angry at the time, I shouldn't have said such excessive words. Blame me, blame me!"
He Chenglin said: "Uncle, there is no need to blame yourself too much! In fact, I can't blame my uncle for this. I only blame the people in Lu Mansion for being too despicable."
These words were exactly what Ding Jinzhi wanted. He sighed softly and said, "My dear nephew, please sit down for a moment. I'll excuse you. I'm going to see my daughter first."
He Chenglin said: "Uncle, my nephew has taken the liberty to ask, can I allow my nephew to accompany my uncle to visit the lady?"
Ding Jinzhi hesitated for a moment and thought to himself: After something like this happened, He Chenglin not only did not dislike his daughter, but he was also so caring and considerate. This shows that this person is a kind and righteous person. Of course he was happy in his heart, so he nodded happily. accepted.
Ding Jinzhi and He Chenglin came to the lady's embroidery building together.
Outside the boudoir, Grandma Wang told the two of them softly, "Miss has calmed down now and just fell asleep. Please come back later!"
Ding Jinzhi and He Chenglin had no choice but to retreat angrily.
He Chenglin said: "Uncle, if you have anything to do, just go and do it. My nephew has nothing to do and wants to wait outside the lady's room for a while."
Ding Jinzhi was moved and said: "My nephew is so attached to love and justice, what a blessing it is for my little girl!"
He Chenglin smiled lightly and said nothing.
Ding Mengxuan fell asleep hazily after he was tired of crying. In a daze, scenes from the past appeared in my mind:
Sometimes it was Du Zhenghai's terrifying expression when he masked her and kidnapped her, sometimes it was the frightening scene when her father suddenly rushed to her embroidery building and she panicked and couldn't dodge, sometimes it was Ling Yun's eager expression when he begged her for help, sometimes it was When Xiang Luo committed suicide by hitting a pillar, the tragic scene of blood all over the ground suddenly disappeared...
Forget the past. When she woke up from the nightmare, it was already dark.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw that the room was hazy, with red candles covering the golden hibiscus curtain, and a faint musk gently surrounding the embroidery room. Everything in front of her was misty and desolate.
She struggled to get up, walked to the window step by step, and stared outside blankly.
Outside the window, the night was like water, with a slight frost and a cold feeling coming towards my face.
At this time, there was suddenly a slight conversation outside:
"Mr. He, you have been sitting here all afternoon. Look, your eyes are red. Go back and rest!" It was the voice of Grandma Wang.
"No, I'll wait a moment. I have something very important to say to the lady." The voice is full of the unique magnetism and charm of men. It is rich, solemn, affectionate, and makes people's hearts beat.
Ding Mengxuan had already guessed who the speaker was. She didn't know whether she was moved or guilty. She threw her head back and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks.
Her sobs alarmed the two people outside the room.
Grandma Wang ran in happily, "Miss, please wake up! You are making us anxious!"
He Chenglin was outside the door and couldn't get in, so he said through the water curtain: "Miss, I have only one thing to say to you now: Don't be overwhelmed! There are so many people who love you, why should you be like this?"
Ding Mengxuan couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.
He Chenglin said again: "Besides, I don't blame you at all for this matter. I only blame the people in the Lu family for being too despicable and using any means to achieve their goals.
"Imagine, if they hadn't used all kinds of coercion and inducement, Miss Xiangluo wouldn't have died! It was them who killed Xiangluo, and it had nothing to do with the lady, so the lady must not blame herself for this."
Ding Mengxuan's heart trembled. She remembered that Ling Yun came to her last night and asked her to make a true confession. I remember that he told her personally at that time that Xiang Luo would not be implicated. What was the result?
Just imagine, if she had not followed the other party's "instructions", Shan Luo would not have died.
However, in order to achieve their ulterior purpose, they deceived her and sacrificed Xiang Luo's life in vain. Does this count as unscrupulous?
A feeling of being insulted and fooled came over her, and she began to hate Ling Yun for being mean.
What a sanctimonious hypocrite, he actually took advantage of his past goodwill and trust in him to deceive and exploit him!
"Miss," He Chenglin's soft words interrupted her meditation; she raised her beautiful and hazy eyes in a daze and looked at him dreamingly.
He Chenglin said softly: "Don't think too much and have a good rest! If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
As he spoke, he smiled gently at Ding Mengxuan, his eyes full of tenderness and consideration.
He bowed his hands to her affectionately, turned around and walked out.
Ding Mengxuan stared at his back gradually disappearing from the field of vision, just in a daze.
Grandma Wang covered her mouth and laughed. Ding Mengxuan blushed and said angrily: "Why are you laughing?"
Aunt Wang said: "I'm happy for Miss! Look at how gentle and considerate Mr. He is. He is also talented and talented. It's hard to find such a person in the world. Miss is really lucky. Think about what will happen in the future." On a good day, I’m afraid the young lady will regret the stupid things she did today!”…
He Chenglin left the embroidery building and was walking forward when he suddenly saw Yu Qingcheng walking over with a smile: "Hello, eldest son, congratulations to the eldest son for getting your wish!"
He Chenglin glanced at him and said, "Are you kidding?"
Yu Qingcheng said: "The eldest young master has been admiring Miss Ding for a long time. Now that I have the chance to see her beauty and capture her heart, isn't it gratifying and congratulatory?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I have something serious to ask you."
"What's the matter?"
He Chenglin said: "What did I ask you to do? How are things going now?"
Yu Qingcheng said: "Of course I did as the eldest son ordered. Why, is there anything wrong?"
He Chenglin frowned and said, "That's strange. I think Miss Ding has always been humble and submissive. Why did she suddenly act uncharacteristically today, go against her father's wishes, and go her own way?"
Yu Qingcheng said: "You can only ask her this question. People say that it is difficult to figure out a daughter's thoughts, let alone this well-educated, profound and reserved lady? Didn't the eldest son stay in her boudoir for a long time? This kind of The eldest son should understand this very well!"
Yu Qingcheng spoke sharply, but He Chenglin was speechless for a moment.
Yu Qingcheng said again: "By the way, after staying in Ding Mansion for such a long time, my mission has been completed. Can I leave?"
He Chenglin said coldly: "It's up to you."
Desolate Baishagang. Weeds are growing on the hillock, and the rustling autumn wind blows, and the grass bends down, making the graves on the hillock clearly visible, creating a desolate and deserted scene.
Ding Mengxuan, dressed in plain clothes, stood in front of a lonely grave, crying until the pear blossoms were wet with rain, and he was choked with sobs.
On the cold stone tablet standing in front of the tomb were engraved a few cold words: Tomb of Xiangluo.
Several family members, such as Grandma Wang, Qiyu, and Ding Cheng, accompanied her silently, all of them with gloomy faces and sad expressions.
Ding Mengxuan muttered the eulogy, the past events were so vivid in his mind that he couldn't bear to look back. She stood silently in the wind, looking at the gray butterflies flying in the sky in ecstasy, with tears streaming down her face.
Qiyu, Grandma Wang and others could only comfort and exhort softly.
It was getting late, so Grandma Wang began to urge the young lady to go back.
Ding Mengxuan wiped away his tears and turned around slowly, but couldn't bear to leave. He looked back at the cold stone tablet again.
"Miss, let's go!" Saitama said.
Ding Mengxuan heard something strange in Qiyu's tone and turned to look. It turned out that several people were walking along the narrow path.
They are from Lu Mansion, Ling Yun, Yuan Ping and two guards.
Ding Mengxuan's face darkened, and she turned around.
Of course Ling Yun also saw them. He pondered for a moment, exchanged a few words with Yuan Ping, and then walked over.
He didn't seem to notice Ding Mengxuan's indifferent or even hateful gaze. Standing in front of the grave, Ling Yun bowed deeply to the tombstone.
Ding Mengxuan said coldly: "Commander Ling——"
"Miss."
Ding Mengxuan suddenly raised his hand and slapped Ling Yun on the face!
Ling Yun was stunned, took a few steps back, and looked straight at her.
Ding Mengxuan sneered: "Do you want to ask why? I think you should understand better than me."
Ling Yun said: "Miss, maybe there is some misunderstanding. Although Xiang Luo's death has something to do with me, the main responsibility should still be on Master Ding."
Ding Mengxuan said: "I also admit that my father may have some responsibility in this matter; but if you, Commander Ling, hadn't added fuel to the fire and fanned the flames, Xiangluo would not have died in vain! People say that you, Commander Ling, are of first-class character, but I didn't expect that you are also a sanctimonious person. Hypocrite!"
Ling Yun raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened and said: "Miss!..."
But Ding Mengxuan couldn't listen to what he said anymore, and just said: "I don't want to listen to your sweet words anymore, and you don't have to pretend to be here anymore! Ling Yun, get out of here right now!"
Ling Yun never expected that things would turn into such a stalemate. An unspeakable sadness, anger and depression filled his chest, and he knew that any explanation now would be in vain.
He turned and left. …
