Looking at his father who was so angry that he was almost out of control, Ling Yun felt sad in his heart. His figure did not move at all, he just closed his eyes helplessly, waiting for his father's slap full of thunderous wrath to fall cruelly.
At this time, an angry voice was heard shouting: "Stop!"...
He Yuting was startled for a moment, then turned his face and saw Princess Chang Qing hurriedly walking in from outside, with a sullen look on her face.
He Yuting hurriedly retracted his fallen slap, and then pulled his son who was kneeling on the ground up.
Then he cleared his throat, gave Princess Chang Qing a forced smile and said, "Princess, you...why are you here?"
Princess Chang Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered: "Thankfully I'm here, otherwise, my Lin'er would have suffered unjust injustice again!"
He Yuting's eyebrows trembled unconsciously, "Princess, what do you mean by this?"...
Before Princess Chang Qing could answer, the housekeeper He Luwei hurried in and reported: "Master Marquis, princess, eldest son, Master Ding is here outside, saying that he expresses condolences to the second son."
Before He Yuting could answer, Princess Chang Qing turned her eyes coldly and said coldly: "No, let him get out immediately!"
He Yuting asked curiously: "Princess, what's wrong?"
Princess Chang Qing asked He Luwei to go out and deal with it first, and then sighed softly: "Consort, do you know how Cheng Qi died?"
He Yuting looked at her with some confusion.
Princess Chang Qing recounted everything she had seen and heard in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice, including Hua Ruyu's confession and the fact that Caiming had been poisoned by hibiscus flowers during her lifetime.
He Yuting was dumbfounded and speechless for a long time. He murmured for a long time: "Impossible, impossible...Ding Jinzhi and I are close friends and we are brothers and sisters. How is this possible?..."
Princess Chang Qing said: "It is difficult to paint a dragon or a tiger, but you know the face but not the heart. Don't you understand that people's hearts are unpredictable? What I just said are iron-clad facts, and Zhichao can testify. If you still If you have any doubts, you can go to the Ministry of Punishment to retrieve the files for verification."
He Yuting slumped down on the chair, resting his hands on his shoulders, and said numbly: "Why, why did he do this?..."
Ling Yun whispered: "Dad, in fact, Ding Jinzhi has colluded with the Tianxiao organization. Their purpose of doing this is to create conflicts between the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice and the Ding Mansion, Marquis Mansion, and Jinling Prince Mansion. Then they can The fisherman profits."
He Yuting raised his head and looked at Ling Yun and said, "Zhichao, why didn't you tell me earlier? Daddy almost misunderstood you."
Princess Chang Qing snorted, "As for your tyrannical temper just now, do you give anyone a chance to tell me? My Lin'er is still tolerant and generous..."
He Yuting's face was sullen, and he was speechless after being robbed.
Princess Chang Qing turned back to Ling Yun and said: "But Zhichao, you are too stupid. You only know how to take care of yourself. I can't blame you entirely for what happened!"
Ling Yun lowered his head and said, "I do have a big responsibility for not protecting Cheng Qi."
At this time He Luwei walked in from outside.
Princess Chang Qing asked, "Did Ding Jinzhi leave?"
He Luwei said: "The young man said to Master Ding that the Marquis was too sad because of the new loss of his son and it was inconvenient to see guests, so he asked him to go back first; Master Ding said some words of comfort and left."
Princess Chang Qing slightly raised her lips and said, "It's good if he leaves."
He Yuting thought about his past friendship with Ding Jinzhi, and then thought about all the heartbreaking things that had happened in his house recently, and his heart felt like a huge stone was weighing on him. He was depressed, suffocated, and simply couldn't breathe...
In the mourning hall. Princess Huanyu stood in front of He Chengqi's body in plain clothes, her face without makeup showing deep sadness and heavy dullness.
At this time, Ling Yun walked in dressed in white.
He looked solemn, placed three pillars of incense on the incense burner, bowed several times to He Chengqi's spiritual throne, and said in a heavy and sad tone: "Cheng Qi, your spirit in heaven must not be scattered, just watch it carefully: I will definitely take this case to the next level." Get to the bottom of this, find out the real mastermind, and avenge your grievances."
After saying that, he bowed to the spiritual tablet again, then turned around and walked out.
His face was indifferent and distant, and he didn't even look at her, as if she didn't exist at all.
Huan Yu silently looked at his retreating figure, feeling an unprecedented sadness and sadness welling up in her heart. The past events are vivid in my mind, as if they were yesterday.
She thought her heart had calmed down, but when she faced him again, her heart was still constricted, the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe, and her chest was so tight that her voice became hoarse, "Wait!..."
Ling Yun's heart throbbed unconsciously and stopped, "What's the matter?"
Huanyu said numbly: "You stayed by Cheng Qi's side before he died, right?"
Ling Yun nodded expressionlessly.
Huan Yu lowered her eyes sadly, bit her red lips gently and said, "Then...then what did he say?..."
Ling Yun said: "He asked me to take good care of Tianci and his mother."
"Any more?"
Ling Yun instantly felt that his chest was congested, and he couldn't help but think of what He Chengqi said before he died: "Also, Princess Huanyu... she... you must... promise me to take good... care of her... "
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. For a moment, he didn't know where to start. He just sighed and lowered his head.
The water vapor in front of Huan Yu's eyes blurred unconsciously, and she trembled: "Didn't he... didn't he mention me?"
Ling Yun hesitated for a long time and finally said: "Yes. He said... let me take good care of you for him..."
Huan Yu smiled bitterly and said, "What did you say?"
Lingyun's eyebrows were raised, his eyes were as dark as night, and he said silently: "He is my brother. Of course I will not let him leave with regrets, so I will definitely do my best to take good care of his widow and young son."
The sadness in Huanyu's eyes flashed, and she said sadly: "In your mind, am I just his widow?"
Ling Yun lowered her long eyelashes slightly, covering up the dark and unclear emotions in her eyes, and said nothing.
Huanyu looked at him steadily, with a layer of mist in her deep eyes, "In this case, my husband is dead, don't you, the elder brother, have a word of comfort?"
Ling Yun had no choice but to say: "Princess Princess, please show your condolences."
Huanyu's face was extremely pale, her sad eyes were filled with tears, and her trembling eyelashes looked like they had been soaked in water.
"Sorry?... So many unfortunate things have happened, how can I express my condolences? How can I not feel hurt? I really don't know what I will do in the future? Oh my God, how can my Huanyu life be so miserable?... "
As she said that, she fell on the ground and started to cry. She cried so sadly and mournfully that the tears of sadness poured out endlessly like a flood that had burst a dam.
Ling Yun looked at her painfully twitching shoulders, his heart aching, so he had no choice but to step forward and gently help her up.
When he turned around and wanted to walk out, Huan Yu leaned on him and hugged his strong and tall body tightly from behind...
Her tears were pouring down and wet his clothes.
Ling Yun's expression changed, and his jawline became tighter and tighter. He felt that this action was a bit indecent, and wanted to get rid of her affectionate and ambiguous movements.
But seeing her sad and desperate look, I really couldn't bear to make things worse and used my inner strength to throw her away and cause her secondary damage, so I had to stand there in such embarrassment.
Of course, the two of them didn't expect that their every move had been watched by a pair of eyes full of hatred and jealousy.
This person is Yu. Just now, she went to He Chengqi's mourning hall to pay homage to her son. When she accidentally saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel sad and hateful. She stumbled back to her room, closed the door, and lay on the bed sobbing.
As she cried, she murmured: "Qi'er, is our life so miserable? Now that your bones are still cold, the two of them have rekindled their old relationship and actually hugged each other in front of your soul. It's not appropriate - old man Oh my god, are you really blind?"
At this time, there was a knock on the door, three light and two heavy, followed by a low voice: "Open the door, it's me."
Mrs. Yu stood up and opened the door, and the housekeeper He Luwei flashed in like a civet cat.
After closing the door, Mrs. Yu was like a wronged child meeting her mother, she threw herself into his arms and started crying sadly.
He Luwei comforted her softly and asked her what happened?
Mrs. Yu sobbed and recounted what she had just seen in the mourning hall.
He Luwei's face suddenly turned cold, and he sneered: "Now you should believe what I told you back then! When the second young master was framed and imprisoned, why did Ling Yun volunteer to assist the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment in solving the case? He clearly had ulterior motives! "
Yu was dumbfounded for a long time before murmuring: "Yes, otherwise how could he not be able to save Cheng Qi when he met the assassin? In fact, he was deliberately late and did not rescue him..."
He Luwei said: "Ling Yun looks upright and upright on the surface, but in fact he has evil intentions and is just a sanctimonious hypocrite. Doesn't it suit his wishes now that the second young master is dead?
"Isn't it true that he can openly be the eldest son of his Lord Marquis, call the wind and rain, and do whatever he wants? No one can threaten his status anymore! And he can also rebuild the old relationship with Princess Huanyu. Alas! Once the second young master dies, It just happened to help them both..."
The muscles on Yu's face twitched slightly, "Stop talking!..."
He Luwei's sinister eyes were filled with an overbearing chill, "Siyao, are you still running away now? How did you get here all these years? Don't you know it in your heart? Have you thought about it carefully? Think about it, why are you living so hard? It's because you are too weak and too naive.
"Now that the second young master has been killed by them, and your hope and sustenance are gone, do you still want to continue to swallow your anger? What do you still worry about now? Don't you want to take a breath for yourself?..."
Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, what should I do?"
He Luwei's face was ferocious, his eyes were like daggers, and he squeezed out his teeth almost word by word and said: "Kill - Ling - Yun -"
Yu's eyes trembled violently; her face was ashen and she murmured: "What?..."
