Ji Zhilu walked down the steps at the door, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Li Luo and said lightly: "Did you hear that Xiaozhu said that the young master is going down the mountain?"
"That was the original plan."
Ji Zhilu was silent for a moment, and sighed faintly: "My original intention was not to allow it. The young master's injury has just shown signs of improvement. If you go down the mountain at this time, the injury may worsen, but if you stay here, I, I don't know what I can do."
I can’t settle down to heal the young master’s wounds.”
"I'm not leaving."
Ji Zhilu was stunned and looked at Li Luo in astonishment. Li Luo nodded slightly and said: "Although I have never met Mr. Zuo, there is no need to be in such a hurry when going down the mountain. I want to burn a stick of incense for Mr. Zuo before leaving.
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Ji Zhilu was stunned. She didn't shed tears this time. Maybe her tears had dried up last night. Ji Zhilu smiled sadly and whispered: "Thank you."
"Miss Ji, there is no need to say thank you. It is I who should thank you."
Ji Zhilu didn't seem to hear it. She stared blankly outside the courtyard for a while, as if facing an empty space, and she seemed to be telling Li Luo: "Go somewhere with me, okay?"
There was a softness in the voice that made it difficult to refuse, or could not bear to refuse. Li Luo hummed, put down the flower basket in his hand, and followed Ji Zhilu.
After leaving the yard, Ji Zhilu walked in front and Li Luo walked behind. Neither of them spoke a word along the way. They walked quietly on the road one behind the other.
Ji Zhilu did not go to the front mountain, but walked deep into the back mountain.
The path in the mountains has been covered by dense green grass. If you don't push aside the dense and lush grass, you can't see clearly the mountain path at your feet.
However, Ji Zhilu seemed to be very familiar with this road, and without any pause, she led Li Luo towards the mountains.
At the beginning, Ji Zhilu's footsteps were very brisk. After walking for a long time, the walking became slower and slower, and the more she walked, the heavier she became.
This heaviness is not because the steep mountain road makes the woman in white feel tired, but a timid heaviness. In this mountain, there may be a place that Ji Zhilu yearns for, but now it has become a place that she is afraid of.
After turning a mountain ridge, his eyes suddenly opened up. Li Luo's eyes narrowed. This was a forest full of apricot and pear trees. There were countless trees, growing here in layers according to the mountain topography.
Both apricots and pears have produced fruits, and they are covered with branches. The pears are still small, but the apricots are almost full. The flesh is slightly white and will be ripe in a short time. There are several trees with prosperous apricots, and the branches are covered with flowers.
Xingzi bent her body and swayed.
What an orchard. Judging from the situation, this year is a good harvest year. Li Luo looked at the orchard in front of him quietly. Ji Zhilu brought him here. It must be that the past in her heart is hidden here.
"This forest, these apricot trees and pear trees were planted by him and me. I was very scared when I first came to Xiaoxing Mountain, so he took me out to play every day.
I was afraid of thunder, so he stood outside the window talking to me and waited until I fell asleep before going back.
Several mornings when I woke up, I saw him lying asleep under the eaves.
I didn't like making noise, so he took me to the back mountain.
He and I discovered this place. I said I wanted to live here one day. When I opened the door, there were apricot and pear trees from my previous home.
After hearing this, he built a wooden house here, cut down all the pines, cypresses and poplars all over the mountain, and then planted apricot and pear trees.
These apricot and pear trees grow very fast. He said that he would marry me when these apricot and pear trees can bear fruit.
In fact, the fruit would have borne a few years ago, but he was playful and did not keep his word, so he delayed it for a few more years. When he agreed to marry me, I could never see him again."
Ji Zhilu murmured to herself as if there was no one around, the expression on her face was sometimes nostalgic, sometimes shy, sometimes excited, but in the end it turned into hatred.
Ji Zhilu asked Li Luo to follow, maybe because she wanted someone to accompany her, or maybe she happened to see Li Luo and just said it casually, but Ji Zhilu definitely didn't want to hear Li Luo comfort and persuade her.
Li Luo also understood, so when Ji Zhilu told her story, Li Luo just listened quietly and felt regretful.
Ji Zhi showed her face towards the forest and shouted with all her strength: "Zuo Haotang, you bastard!" The echoes floated around in the valley, and it took a long time before they gradually subsided.
Li Luo was startled. The expression on Ji Zhilu's face was unpredictable, and all kinds of emotions flashed across her face. If this continued, she would become seriously ill and have a splitting headache, or in the worst case, her mind would be in a trance and she would be addicted to it.
Even if it doesn't die, it will probably be like a walking corpse.
Li Luo breathed out a breath and touched Ji Zhilu's shoulder lightly. Ji Zhilu shuddered and recovered from the illusion, a shocking flush flashed across her face, and then she gradually calmed down.
"Is Madam okay?" Li Luo was afraid that Ji Zhilu would lose her heart and fall into the devil again, so he had no choice but to find a way to divert Ji Zhilu's thoughts.
"Yeah." Ji Zhilu finally responded dully because of her temper.
Li Luo didn't know what Ji Zhilu's hum meant, whether it was good or bad, but after losing a son in middle age, good things were just a wishful thinking. Even if the leader of the Sword Alliance was not good, he could only hide them.
"Mr. Zuo died unfortunately, Miss Ji is sad, and the eldest lady is only more sad. However, the eldest lady is the leader of the Sword Alliance, so no matter how sad she is, she can only hide it in her heart.
Once Young Master Zuo leaves, Miss Ji, you will be the comfort to the eldest lady’s heart. At this time, the eldest lady needs you more than ever.”
"What about me?" Ji Zhilu suppressed her almost uncontrollable anger and spoke word by word in a trembling voice.
Li Luo sighed secretly, and Xiao Suo responded: "You take responsibility for yourself, and Tao means nothing. There are no tears in great sorrow, no words in great enlightenment, and no laughter in great joy."
Since Miss Ji inherited Mr. Zuo's karma and marriage as the cause, and now there are many complications, the eldest lady is the result of Miss Ji. It is her duty and morality to serve her mother with all her heart. Miss Ji cannot avoid these things and cannot avoid them.
Besides, Mr. Zuo died young, doesn’t Miss Ji want to avenge him and find out the truth?”
Ji Zhilu was startled, then turned around and looked at Li Luo with a complicated expression. It's not that Li Luo's words were so righteous and awe-inspiring. Ji Zhilu had a sincere heart. Li Luo had already thought of what he said, but she just wanted to hear it.
That’s all.
Secondly, Ji Zhilu heard these words not once or twice in the past few days. The more she heard them, the more she became bored.
Zuo Haotang is the young master of the Sword Alliance, so the entire Sword Alliance will naturally worry about revenge. One person who has more of him will not be too much, and one who has less of him will not have too much.
What really made Ji Zhilu feel upset was the tone of Li Luo's words, which revealed a helpless vicissitude. It wouldn't be surprising if it was said by an old man over fifty years old, but it was just such a person who was about one or two years older than herself.
Such words came out of the young man's mouth, which really shocked Ji Zhilu.