The cool breeze outside made a sound, blowing up fallen leaves one after another.
Song Jinyin wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, went into the house to find a package of medicine, turned around and entered the kitchen, took firewood to light the fire, and never looked at the people outside again.
The figure in the peripheral vision slowly bent down.
Song Jinyin endured the pain in her mouth and stood up to get the stove outside for cooking medicine.
At this glance, she saw the usually dignified and cold-blooded son of the Pei family. He bent down and picked up a jade pendant that she was very familiar with from the withered grass. Then he used his cuffs to carefully wipe the dirt on it bit by bit. .
The two faced each other from a distance, one with a cold face, and the other with a desolate and lonely figure.
It was as if what was separated in the middle was not a small courtyard, but those long nine years, everything about the past between the two that Song Jinyin never wanted to mention again.
Song Jinyin just glanced at it and turned around.
She had no intention of asking for that jade pendant.
She didn't want to see that man again.
The medicine stove was placed on the stove, and Song Jinyin entered the room. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she felt sore and tired when she blinked.
But she searched carefully, but she didn't see the Shen family jade pendant that Pei Yanzhou mentioned when he questioned her.
There was the sound of a wooden door opening outside the house, followed by a creaking sound, and then the sound of footsteps approaching the house.
Pei Yanzhou had disappeared, and it was Doctor Mu who came in.
Song Jinyin lowered her eyes, looking at the blush that had not dissipated on her wrist where he had strangled her, her eyes darkened, and then she pulled down her cuffs.
If he keeps doing this, he is forcing her to find another way out.
The only chance to find a way out is to wait until after the first month of worship, Pei Yanzhou is recalled to Kyoto.
"Miss Jinyin."
Doctor Mu interrupted her thoughts.
I see her all day long, either diagnosing her pulse or prescribing medicine, and I don’t know whether I should sigh that this girl’s life is miserable.
But this thought only lasted a moment. When the visitor saw those calm eyes, her poor emotions were put away again.
How can a girl who is not even afraid of death need a sigh from others?
"Doctor Mu, I'm afraid I may not be very fluent in what I say these days."
As long as Pei Yanzhou was not around, Song Jinyin lost her harshness and became much softer.
He no longer deliberately searched for painful areas to torture himself like he did just now, but spoke cautiously and with a vague tone.
"Hey, girl, why are you doing this?"
Doctor Mu frowned, with a doctor's seriousness, "Girl, if you don't speak politely these days, I'm afraid you won't even be able to eat the food, and you'll be suffering in vain!"
The medicine box was placed on one side. As soon as it was opened, a light medicinal smell wafted over.
"Actually, even if the girl is annoying the prince, not talking to the prince on weekdays is enough to make the prince feel depressed, so why bother to put his body through such a big loss? Now the girl is not only making herself uncomfortable, but the prince's appearance will probably also trigger old feelings. It's hard to find peace in a disease, if this goes on..."
Doctor Mu spoke with his heart out for the first time.
Shicai Crown Prince forced himself to walk out of the small courtyard. The blood on the corners of his lips had not dried yet, and his eyes were empty.
No one knew what was going on in the small courtyard. All they could see was the cold and tough man looking as slumped as if withered, which made people feel frightened and frightened.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Miss Jinyin was so cruel that she could push the always cold-hearted prince to such an extent.
But when he came in and took a look, he couldn't help but feel that this girl was even more cruel to him.
If this goes on, no one will die. He really doesn't know where the two of them will end up.
Doctor Mu spoke earnestly, with instructions mixed with persuasion.
Song Jinyin gradually lost her mind at the sound.
She was not the one who lost her mind in Shicai Courtyard.
It was Pei Yanzhou who had never had trust, it was he who insisted on forcing the two of them to this point, it was he who wanted to break the acquaintance between the two, and he stubbornly refused to let go because of his ridiculous guilt.
How could he care about anything else? He just wanted the girl who no longer wanted to bow her head again.
Song Jinyin's vision was a little hazy, as if there was a fog, but it became clear again in just a short moment.
She calmed down, not wanting to think of that man again, let alone hearing anything related to him, and just returned her mind to her hut.
The room was exactly the same as when she left. The bed and table were also neat and clean, with only some creases on the bedding.
She had never received the Shen family jade pendant, but since Pei Yanzhou could use this matter to find her, it would not be groundless.
That thing must have appeared in her house.
But where did that thing come from, and why did it fall on her bedside?
Song Jinyin looked at her bed.
Although everything she said to Pei Yanzhou was full of thorns, the relationship between her and Shen Yuhe was innocent.
Even if Shen Yuhe comes to Luo City again, he probably won't go into her house directly when she's not around, let alone leave such a valuable thing behind.
But besides him, Song Jinyin really couldn't think of anyone else.
Doctor Mu wrote two prescriptions, one for Song Jinyin, and the other for Xuan Wei next to him to grab the medicine.
After getting up, Doctor Mu paused for a moment, looked at the darkening sky outside, and then looked back at the girl in front of him with a pale face.
Speaking of which, since he started guarding this little girl, he had not seen her face become rosy many times.
"Miss Jinyin, there is one thing. As a doctor, I still want to talk to the girl."
Song Jinyin stopped walking, handed over the new golden beans in her hand, and waited quietly for someone to speak.
"The prince's health has not been good recently. Since the girl left, the prince has been unable to sleep well at night. His wounds have been recurring, and he will have fever from time to time. Even those who have recovered will occasionally have internal pain after working hard for a long time. Especially on rainy and cold days, the prince didn't say a word, and the only one he worried about all day was the girl. But if this continues, the prince's body will one day be unable to hold on."
"Song Ci doesn't understand what Doctor Mu means by saying this."
"I just want to advise the girl. The prince has done so much for her. It is better for the girl to care about the prince. If the life is better in the future, the girl and the child will be more relaxed. What's more, the prince is different from other people. If the girl goes back, she will definitely no longer be the maid she was before, so why should she freeze and refuse to lower her head, watching the prince's body collapse little by little."
The smile on Song Jinyin's lips stopped and she lowered her eyes to look at the road stained with yellow mud.
A lonely road stretches out, carrying the footprints of countless people, but no one cares whether this road is still strong or not.
In her peripheral vision, she could see Cang Lin carrying something into the small courtyard. She simply raised her head, trying to speak more clearly.
"When I was serving at Zhuyayuan, I couldn't sleep well at night. On rainy days, my knees hurt badly. From time to time, I had to drink some hard-to-swallow decoctions, which made my abdominal pain unbearable. But I couldn't stop taking the medicine because For the sake of the purity of your son’s backyard.”
"I didn't tell anyone about it at the time, because I knew that the only person who could save me was the doctor."
"Now there is the young master of the Lin family in front of me, and brother Cang Lin and Doctor Mu behind me. They say a few words from time to time. If I don't want to, will I be regarded as ignorant?"
Song Jinyin's eyes were vaguely misty again, and her mouth began to hurt badly when she opened her mouth.
It wasn't until she put her hand on her belly that the sudden grievance in her heart dissipated slightly.
"Every one of you has to come to persuade me and let me bow my head, but I never asked him to come to me with illness, nor was it me who wanted to see him. Why don't you go and persuade your prince to return to where he deserves to be?" place to do what he should do?"
After all, Song Jinyin was also the one who just thought about seeking death.
I felt anxious and desperate.
At the moment, everyone else is speaking for Pei Yanzhou, and even Lian Xiang from the embroidery workshop occasionally offers words of advice unconsciously.
And she has been living alone until now. No one speaks for her, and no one cares about her situation.
Her eyes felt extremely sour for a moment, and the dried tears showed signs of overflowing again.
Song Jinyin still couldn't figure it out.
She didn't have much greed, and what she pursued in her heart was just those loose days of freedom, but she didn't know why Pei Yanzhou kept staring at her.
Obviously she has suffered a lot that she shouldn't have suffered, which is enough to offset the past, but it seems that in Pei Yanzhou's eyes, nothing is enough.
Cang Lin stepped into the courtyard.
Listening to the suppressed and choked voice, I thought of the silent master next door, my heart skipped a beat, and I quickly winked at Doctor Mu.
No matter how slow he is, he knows that now is not the time to persuade him.
The one who was particularly wronged was indeed the girl in front of him.
"Miss Jinyin, don't take it personally."
Cang Lin took the words and put down the things in his hands, "Doctor Mu is a kind-hearted doctor. Seeing that the girl is weak, he can't help but want to worry about it. As for the master..."
Cang Lin opened his mouth and moved, then lowered his voice and said with a wry smile: "The master is fine, he just needs to take care of himself for a while to avoid future..."
"I know Doctor Mu has good intentions. I'd like to trouble you today."
Song Jinyin interrupted the visitor, and then pointed to her mouth.
It hurts.
Therefore, what happened next to Pei Yanzhou was not worthy of her speaking.
"It's because I didn't think well. The girl is resting and doesn't need to talk. This is the stew I bought for the girl. The girl will find a way to drink some."
Song Jinyin shook her head and put the food box back in his hand.
This time, she didn't hesitate at all, and she no longer even cared about whether someone would see her when she refused, causing others to speculate.
Cang Lin's heart sank, and worry grew.
The girl in front of her had red eyes, but there was obviously no room for negotiation, and her expression was a bit colder than before.
This means that even if he talks about Cuiyu and others at this moment, he can't get her to stop at all.
She was determined.
Song Jinyin pointed at her face again, and the word "see off guests" was written clearly on her face.
Cang Lin really had no choice but to leave the small courtyard with Dr. Mu and others.
There are still some blood stains on the ground next to the wooden door, and it may take a heavy rain to wash them away.
Cang Lin was heartbroken when she saw it, but she also knew that she couldn't blame the girl inside for this matter.
"Hey, what can we do?"
The faces of the people next to him were full of sadness, and Cang Lin's face didn't look good either.
Speaking of which, Miss Jinyin is no longer a maid in the mansion. If she really wants to interact with other people, the master really has nothing to do with her, let alone break into someone else's yard.
But when it comes to feelings, who can say clearly.
Just like them, they always thought that the master, who had always been cold and cold, only had revenge and court in his heart, and would never take this worldly matter into his eyes.
However, the more arrogant a person is, the more sincere he is when he bows his head in love, and the harder he falls.
