At the same time, the Ling family.

Ling Qingyan, who was holding the cat and playing with the birds, suddenly sneezed. The cat in his arms was frightened and jumped out of his arms.

Ling Qingyan rubbed her nose and looked at the orange cat that escaped. She didn't bother to catch it and settled into the recliner again. "Is it because I haven't recovered from the cold yet?"

He was talking to himself, but no one answered him.

It was rare to have free time today. I originally wanted to ask Shen Xuhuai to go bird hunting in the countryside with him, but His Majesty sent him to accompany Fu Mingjue to greet the envoy. The fun of bird hunting in winter had to be given up.

Ling Qingyan sighed, picked up a book and came to read it.

But no matter how he looked at it, he didn't like it. He always felt like someone was thinking about him, which made him feel quite unhappy.

I simply stopped reading, got up and walked out.

As soon as I went out, I saw Mo Shu walking in with a happy face.

Ling Qingyan couldn't bear to see someone else smiling so brightly when he was unhappy. He immediately said, "What are you laughing at? Did you find money?"

Mo Shu shook his head: "Master, please don't say it's a joke. I haven't even gone out. Where can I get the money?"

He paused and laughed again: "But the princess really rewarded me just now."

"What did you say?" Ling Qingyan interrupted him, "Yao'er is back?"

Mo Shu nodded: "Well, I just met the princess on the way back, and she told me that she would come to see you after she went to see the master and his wife first."

Hearing this, Ling Qingyan suddenly realized that no wonder he had been restless all morning, it turned out that his sister was thinking about him!

"Sir, would you like to go over and take a look?" Mo Shu asked.

"Isn't she coming to see me later? Why should I go over there?" Ling Qingyan put her hands in her sleeves and just turned around. After thinking about it for a while, she still felt uneasy and walked towards the Song family's yard.

Mo Shu quickly followed: "Master, where are you going?"

Ling Qingyan glanced at him angrily: "Didn't you ask me to come over and have a look?"

"But you said you wouldn't go!"

Mo Shu's straightforward look made Ling Qingyan feel depressed, so she slapped him on the back of the head, left without leaving a word, and left without looking back.

Mo Shu, who was stunned on the spot, held his head, looked at his leaving back with confusion, and murmured: "This is great, why is the young master unhappy again?"

Here, Ling Youyao still hasn't seen her mother as usual.

Hongliu stood guard in front of the Buddhist hall and said apologetically: "Second Miss, it's unfortunate that you're here. Madam is chanting sutras at the moment. I'm afraid you won't be able to see her."

Ling Youyao glanced at the closed wooden door and knew in her heart that Ms. Song probably didn't want to see her, so she didn't force her. She just said: "In that case, I won't bother mother, and I'd like you to tell her later. I came to see her."

"Hey, second lady, don't worry, I will definitely pass the message on." Hongliu blessed his body.

Ling Youyao didn't stay any longer, took a deep look at the Buddhist hall, turned around and left.

Hongliu watched her leave, then turned around and pushed the door open——

The sandalwood in the temple is rich, and there is no other sound except for the sound of twisting the beads. The woman kneeling in front of the Buddha has a calm face. The few white strands from her temples are particularly dazzling among the black hair on her head. Her lips open and close. , chanting sutras silently.

From early morning until evening.

Day after day, it seems to have become a habit.

Hongliu stood behind her, his eyes moved slightly, he pursed his lips, and finally said: "Madam, the deceased has passed away. You should take a look at the second young lady."

After hearing this, Mrs. Song's face did not change at all, as if it was just like the Buddha statue enshrined above. Although her eyes were filled with compassion, she would never leave the altar.

Hongliu had said words of comfort countless times, but Mrs. Song was never moved. She was heartbroken over Ling Qingwei's death, so she locked herself in the Buddhist hall and chanted sutras all day long, as if only being with the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng could relieve the pain in her heart.

pain.

The three sticks of incense in front of the Buddha burned out silently, and Mrs. Song was still kneeling in front of the Buddha, reciting Buddhist scriptures over and over again.

Hongliu couldn't bear it, and wanted to persuade her again: "Madam, it's cold now, and the doctor said you can't kneel for too long, why don't we go back?"

This time, the Song family finally made some movement.

She slowly opened her heavy eyelids, revealing a pair of eyes that were as dry and lifeless as ancient pools. They were not lifeless, but a detached calm after all thoughts had given up.

When Hongliu saw this, she felt happy and reached out to help her: "Madam, I will help you go back."

Mrs. Song did not move, only quietly staring at the ashes in the incense burner that had not been cleaned for a long time. After being silent for a long time, she asked: "Yao'er came just now?"

Occasionally, I heard her taking the initiative to ask about Ling Youyao. Hongliu became even more happy and nodded repeatedly: "Hey, that's right! The second lady came back several times before, and every time she came to see you first, it's just that she came unluckily and didn't see you.

."

It was said that Ling Youyao's arrival was unlucky, but she knew in her heart that it was because the lady did not want to see the second young lady.

Mrs. Song slowly raised her eyes and looked at the Buddha statue above her through the air. There was a hint of hoarseness in her voice: "Tell her not to come again in the future. I don't want to see her."

"Madam?" Hongliu looked at her in disbelief, "If you do this, you will break the second lady's heart!"

"It is better to be sad for a moment than to be sad for the rest of your life."

Mrs. Song's expression seemed sad, and Hongliu couldn't tell what she was thinking, and sighed: "Madam, I don't understand, why do you do this to the second young lady? When the eldest lady had an accident, the second young lady was only eleven years old.

, she is also innocent."

Mrs. Song remained silent, obviously unwilling to say more.

Hongliu was helpless. She had asked the same question countless times, but the lady didn't want to answer, so she couldn't force it.

"Madam, shall we go back?"

Mrs. Song stood up slowly, and when she saw the silvery white outside the window, her eyes as silent as dry wells actually had a glimmer of water. She broke away from Hongliu's hand and walked out hastily.

Hongliu panicked and hurriedly chased her out: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Song stood under the eaves, staring blankly at the budded red plum in the courtyard, and murmured in a low voice: "Qingwei, I just met Qingwei."

Ever since it started snowing, Ms. Song would always talk about Ling Qingwei, so Hongliu didn't pay attention to her words. He tied a cloak on her and said softly: "Madam, it's windy here, shall we go back?"

There are thick clouds in the sky, and occasionally a few white snowflakes blow down.

Mrs. Song pursed her lips and stared at that place. At that moment, she seemed to have really seen Qingwei.

But no one believed her

It's snowing again. This year's winter came earlier than usual, and it's also colder than before.

Ling Youyao stood outside the hospital and saw Hongliu helping her mother leave from a distance before she withdrew her gaze.

Yin Zhu stood behind her holding an umbrella and said: "Princess, don't think about it. Now that we have met Madam, shall we go back too?"

The cold snowflakes fell on the tip of Ling Youyao's nose and turned into little crystals. She sighed softly, "Let's go, I have to go see my brother."

Seeing her gloomy expression, Yinzhu didn't know how to persuade her. She just hoped that the princess would be happier when she saw the young master later.
Chapter completed!