The arena is a place that nourishes people, it is indeed true.
It is surprising that Lu Wan'er can have such insights and stick to her true intentions in just six months after starting her apprenticeship for the first time.
Qin Huairou has been worried that the hostility of Jianghu and the darkness of White Lotus Sect will gradually change on this disciple.
The Azure Dragon Envoy who started the army earlier than her is a lesson learned from the past.
Now it seems that Lu Wan'er has stuck to her heart, never changed, and promoted her apprentice to the top, so she should be relieved.
"Since you want to pursue your true heart, then go for it."
"Master..."
Qin Huairou patted her apprentice's shoulder to encourage her.
Lu Wan'er knew the message her master wanted to convey and nodded heavily.
We must act now, before the White Lotus Church meeting has any results.
Lu Wan'er no longer hesitated. She had already written down the prescription in her mind. At the same time, she took a bowl of the prepared soup and prepared to leave the village.
But before leaving the cottage…
Lu Wan'er walked to the window quietly and looked at the man who was still sitting on the bed holding Yu Jiao'er.
Lu Wan'er felt the same, and her heart was as sharp as a knife.
At the same time, I also felt envious. Only when I saw Lin Wanjie heartbroken did I know how deep his feelings were.
Looking at it, Lu Waner's eyes would get wet uncontrollably.
That night, the scene of lying together by the West Lake and looking at the starry sky was beautiful. It was the most beautiful and fulfilling night in Lu Wan'er's heart.
But now I realize that I was overthinking it.
Lin Wanjie has a third wife, how can he tolerate others?
It's all just wishful thinking.
A long time has passed in this world, and Lin Wanjie's soul passed away, motionless.
Lu Waner was a little worried, wondering when Lin Wanjie would cheer up?
I originally wanted him to accompany his companions back to Hangzhou to save the people.
Lin Wanjie will never sit idly by and ignore the people of Hangzhou whom the Third Madam protects with her life.
This heavier mission awakens Lin Wanjie and cheers him up.
This is Lu Waner's plan.
However, Lu Wan'er felt very distressed when she saw Lin Wanjie motionless.
It is too cruel to use the people of Hangzhou as coercion to force Lin Wanjie to cheer up.
Lu Waner felt that letting Lin Wanjie become decadent might be the right choice.
So, Lu Waner watched for a while, then silently opened the window and left. She would come to comfort him again when the plague in Hangzhou was over.
"Lin Da, let's... let's bury Sanniang."
Xiao Yuchan stayed by the bed and never left.
They are a family!
There was silence in the hut, no response.
Lin Wanjie held Yu Jiaoer in her arms and refused to let go. She leaned against the wall and looked at the thatch on the roof.
An hour had passed since Lin Wanjie's face was ashen, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked more like a dead person than Yu Jiao'er.
"Lin Da, there is no resurrection after death! You have to cheer up!"
Xiao Yuchan wiped her tears and stood up firmly.
But this had no effect on Lin Wanjie. There seemed to be a black hole in the simple roof, sucking away his soul. As he looked at it, he forgot everything.
"Sanniang doesn't want you to be like this, wake up!"
"Without Sanniang, there is still the Xiao family, and my mother, and you still have me!"
"Now the Xiao family is in chaos. My father is dead and my mother is still locked up outside the city. The Xiao family's servants are waiting for you. The Xiao family can't survive without you!"
Lin Wanjie still didn't respond.
Xiao Yuchan reached out and grabbed Yu Jiaoer's sleeve.
There has just been action.
A big hand came over and pinched Xiao Yuchan's wrist.
Xiao Yuchan looked up.
Lin Wanjie's eyes staring at the roof had come to his senses, but his eyes and the sharp daggers in the night made Xiao Yuchan tremble with fear.
There were also bursts of pain in my hands.
"Lin Da, it's me! You hurt me!"
Xiao Yuchan was about to cry. She felt so strange to Lin Da now.
Lin Wanjie finally let go of her hand, but said coldly: "The Xiao family has nothing to do with me, and the people of Hangzhou have nothing to do with me. Yu Jiao'er has sacrificed herself for them. We have done our best, so we can leave everything to chance. It’s God’s arrangement.”
"Forest……"
Xiao Yuchan will also speak.
Suddenly, Lin Wanjie stood up with Yu Jiaoer in his arms.
Xiao Yuchan didn't dare to say anything anymore, let alone move anymore. She didn't know what Lin Da was going to do.
Lin Wanjie is a sober person. No matter how reluctant he is, he knows what he should do.
He staggered out the door.
Everyone in Qingshan Village cast their gazes.
Lin Wanjie didn't respond and left silently, walking away.
When we reached the top of Daqing Mountain, we found a piece of land that we thought was good, and started digging holes bit by bit.
Xiao Yuchan followed him all the way.
Seeing Lin Wanjie digging a hole, she helped dig the hole too.
Lin Wanjie glared at her, but she no longer flinched: "Sanniang is also my relative, why do you glare at me?"
Lin Wanjie was speechless, lowered his head and continued.
Lin Wanjie used her hands, and Xiao Yuchan also used her hands.
The eldest lady's delicate skin quickly became ragged.
Then, there were two more sticks at hand.
Xiao Yuchan was a little moved and wanted to say a few words.
But seeing Lin Wanjie's expression, he swallowed all his words, picked up the stick and started digging a hole.
Xiao Yuchan didn't know how long the whole process lasted.
Just after burying Yu Jiao'er and backfilling, the gloomy and rainy sky suddenly cleared up.
From the highest point of Daqing Mountain, watching the sun rise and clearing, the clouds rolling and relaxing, it seems like the whole world is under your feet, giving you a sense of sudden enlightenment and heroism.
Ridiculous in such a situation, who is going to appreciate it?
Xiao Yuchan looked at the blood on Lin Wanjie's hands, tore off her coat, and wanted to bandage Lin Wanjie.
This time, Lin Wanjie didn't get angry, but he didn't accept it.
He just quietly wrote two words with the blood in his hands on a wooden sign prepared in advance, "My beloved wife..."
"Yu Jiao'er?"
Lin Wanjie frowned, feeling that it was not good to use a flowery name.
Yu Jiao'er is not a promiscuous woman. She has a bigger heart than anyone else in the world. She needs a full name.
Unfortunately, Lin Wanjie never knew Yu Jiao'er's name, and felt a little sour.
After thinking for a while, he said to the bumpkin in front of him: "My surname is Lin, and your surname should be Lin too. Let me call you Lin Yujiao. It sounds so nice."
After muttering, he added "Lin Yujiao's Tomb" behind the wooden sign with the words "Beloved Wife".
Xiao Yuchan stood aside and witnessed all this.
It wasn't until the sign that read "Tomb of Beloved Wife Lin Yujiao" was put up that I breathed a sigh of relief.
It's finally over.
Xiao Yuchan was worried that Lin Da would not be able to cheer up. Maybe he would feel better if he could do it all by himself.
Everything that needs to be done has been done, and Lin Da should slowly improve.
Only then can she feel relieved.
"Linda, when are we going home?"
"Home?" Lin Wanjie looked at Yu Jiaoer's tombstone and smiled, "The place where Yu Jiaoer is is my home."
"Ah?" Xiao Yuchan was a little confused, "Lin Da, what do you mean?"
"Hangzhou, I won't go. I want to build a house near here and keep her safe."
