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She stretched out her hand and tore off a crabapple flower, the juice stained her pale nails red, as if she didn't know it, she continued to tear, and Lanyue's face suddenly appeared in her mind.

Lanyue... I don't know what happened to her.

That night, the Hou Ye Mansion was bloodbathed, and she fled with the eldest son of the Ling family. She thought that Lan Yue had been rescued long ago, but later learned that she hadn't, and the eldest son of the Ling family changed into an orphan of the former prince. , was originally the Empress Dowager.

When Cui Jinyin knew the truth, he felt unbelievable and the world had changed drastically.

And Lanyue disappeared like a bubble in Lord Hou's mansion that night.

"Jinyin, why are you out again? It's cold." The elder brother of the Cui family, who was well dressed, stepped in and saw Cui Jinyin's graceful figure standing under the crabapple tree.

Cui Jinyin looked sideways, and saw that he was still holding a spear in his hand. He had just returned from an errand, "Brother, you come and go in such a hurry, what are you going to do?"

"Your Majesty is on a whim to go to the outskirts of the city to mourn Lord Ling. I have been entrusted with all travel matters, so I probably don't have time to accompany you these few days." The eldest brother of the Cui family stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Master Ling? Isn't that Lanyue's father? Speaking of which, I never went to mourn this elder." Cui Jinyin's mind reappeared Lanyue's face, maybe it's better to go and see her father.

"When will Your Majesty leave?"

"Tomorrow is time."

Cui Jinyin knew it well, and said, "Then I'll go there tomorrow too, and go earlier, so I can avoid it."

The eldest brother of the Cui family looked at her in surprise, "It's so good, why do you want to go to express your condolences?"

Cui Jinyin did not dare to say that it was for the daughter of the Ling family, so she could only say: "When I was a child, I always went to the Ling's mansion to play. This Master Ling has hugged me and given me many new gadgets. Since he suffered hardships, I I have never mourned, it was not suitable before, but now it is, so I should go and see it."

Brother Cui was quite emotional, "Jinyin, you are still so kind and sensible."

Cui Jinyin didn't pay attention to his words, the neglected marriage life had already tempered her innocence as a young girl.

She knew that her heart had changed, but she was still able to suppress her resentment and cover it up.

On the second day, there were silver-gray clouds floating in the sky, which were heavy and seemed to rain at any time.

Cui Jinyin wore plain clothes, and brought only a little maid, and asked her to take the prepared paper money and incense, and she went out with an oiled paper umbrella in her hand.

The coachman could only drive them to the foot of the mountain, and it took a long way to get to the mausoleum.Cui Jinyin glanced at the sky. The clouds were thick and dense, and she looked like she was about to fall. She sighed and walked up the small path without an umbrella.

Weeds were overgrown by the side of the road, and her skirt was soon wet.

All Cui Jinyin thought about was Lanyue's face along the way, and the more she thought about it, the more she missed her, and the more she thought about it, the more distressed she became.

This girl doesn't know where she went, she is so beautiful, it's better not to be taken away by Deng Tuzi.If Zuo Cangyu still had a conscience, he shouldn't have abandoned her.

Thinking in such a mess, Cui Jinyin arrived in front of Lord Ling's tomb.

A handful of fresh flowers had already been placed in front of the tomb.

Cui Jinyin's heart skipped a beat. Who would come to visit Master Ling? Shuyue would not come until the right time, and the empress must be traveling with a lot of power and noise, so it must not be her.

Is that Lan Yue?

Cui Jinyin put down the basket containing paper money and incense, and ran around holding the hem of her skirt. After all, she was still shy and didn't dare to shout, so she could only search around in silence.

"Look, there's Miss Jiao over there."

Several teenagers dressed as medical apprentices giggled, and quickly noticed the glamor in this wilderness.

Cui Jinyin didn't find the person she was looking for, but only saw a few medical apprentices picking herbs. She was so disappointed that she didn't dare to show her face again, so she turned around quickly and asked the maid to cover herself with an umbrella.

"She's shy. But she's a beauty."

"Look at her posture, she must be a lady."

"Dumb, why don't you go and see?"

A teenager looked at Lanyue, who was squatting in the grass and concentrating on cutting herbs.

Lanyue wore a straw hat, which covered most of her face, and she was also wearing a fat and loose medical uniform. Because she was a girl, the clothes cut according to the body of a man would look too fat on her body, completely covering her body. Hold her figure.

Lanyue sighed, she couldn't come out in the Niao Na Ru skirt as before, she looked too out of place.

Lanyue raised her head, looked over there according to what they said, and then saw Cui Jinyin's figure.

How did she come?

Just as she was wondering, a drop of rain fell and landed on her forehead.

"It's raining."

When Lanyue got up, rain began to fall all over the mountains and plains, fine and dense, like a spider web, and was blown crookedly by the wind.

This rain is heart-breaking continuous Qingming rain, cool and long.

Cui Jinyin held an umbrella and stood in the drizzle, as if feeling something, she looked towards Lanyue.

A group of people, all dressed in gray and inconspicuous medical uniforms, lined up like neat ants and slowly went down the mountainside.

The one who walked in the back was wearing a straw hat and had a particularly petite figure.

Cui Jinyin was suspicious, thinking to herself why this medical clinic has started recruiting female students.

But soon she shifted her focus.

Because there was movement at the foot of the mountain, it was the queen's guard of honor who had arrived.

Cui Jinyin quickly ordered the maid to put the incense on, and then took her away from here.

Holding an umbrella, the maid suddenly said, "Miss, you see, the empress didn't order anyone to clear the place. Maybe we can still stay here."

Cui Jinyin stopped and saw that the palace guards were left at the foot of the mountain, and Ling Yue, no, it should be Shuyue, she was just dressed in ordinary clothes, with a sword hanging from her waist, and she walked up without anyone by her side.

Cui Jinyin stood by the tea tree and looked at the queen. She was tall and straight, with heroic eyebrows and elegant demeanor.

It's really admiration for Shibie for three days.

Shuyue looked solemn, walked up the wet path, and soon saw Cui Jinyin standing in the rain.

Cui Jinyin bent his knees and bowed sideways, "I have seen Your Majesty."

Shuyue recovered from the surprise, her expression returned to normal, "Miss Cui, you also come to mourn Master Ling."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Seeing that she hadn't opened an umbrella, Cui Jinyin took the umbrella from the maid and put it on top of her.

Because of the difference in stature, Cui Jinyin raised his wrist with some difficulty.

Shuyue glanced at her, reached out to take the handle of the umbrella, and said lightly, "I'll come."

Cui Jinyin took a step closer to her, and followed her not far behind, step by step, and followed Shuyue back to the tomb.

Shuyue looked at the half-burned incense and said, "You already..."

When she saw the bouquet of fresh flowers, Shuyue suddenly stopped, her heart beating faster.

This is a bunch of flowers made of calamus, row grass and malachite and white jujube.

It is also the unique arrangement method of the young daughter of the Ling family. Every year on the anniversary of Master Ling's death, such a bouquet of flowers will definitely be placed.

Shuyue lowered her head, looking at the identical bouquet in her hand, her throat seemed to be blocked by something.She bent down and placed the bouquet she had prepared side by side on the bouquet that had already been wet by rain.

Cui Jinyin looked down, and saw two bouquets of flowers that were exactly the same.

This is probably not a coincidence...

When she looked up again, an oil-paper umbrella had fallen by her feet.The person who threw the umbrella had already strode away, searching around.

Shuyue's footsteps stepped on the stagnant water, thumping, messing up a large area of ​​weeds, looking around aimlessly and anxiously.

The rain fell on her pale face, icy cold, she couldn't bear it anymore, and called out the name of the person she was thinking about day and night.