two cold

Death is only as heavy as a cup, and it is completed in the interplay of tricks and tricks.

Easy to lift and easy to put down.And memories are like water in a rippling cup, and what is spilled out is the past that can no longer be remembered.

"Will they die? Both Han Shanggong and Jang Geum will die." When her aunt told her this, she couldn't understand how heavy it was.The passing of life is too vague for her, and her memory is just the bad loess covering her mother, like a thing suddenly "lost", and it is just not there, not lost or deprived, it is not a period of acceptance " No" process?She was already alone anyway.

So Cui Jinying became this pair of teeth and claws, standing in front of the death row.

Words of conversation came from the depths of the dungeon.

"is you……"

"no."

"It's you. Me, Mingyi, and Jang Geum were all framed by you, it's you!" Jinying heard that stern voice countless times. Even though he had just been tortured, the force of the questioning had never been the same. weakened. "Tell me, Mingyi was also killed by you, right?"

"No, you all asked for this. Mingyi, you and Jang Geum all have many chances to survive. It's not that I didn't give you the chance, it's that you gave up the chance yourself. Don't admit defeat and don't want to bow your head You have committed the crime of unwillingness to submit to power, please go quietly. I will never, never do such a thing again, you must help me.”

"What is Mingyi in your heart?"

After a long time, Jinying heard the faint answer in the dungeon. "If Mingyi is pain in your heart, it is fear in me."

Ignoring Han Shanggong’s pleading voice to let Jang Geum go, Jinying saw her aunt supporting the stone wall with one hand, walking up the steps with difficulty from the dungeon, as if the sunlight facing her eyes was an order to bring death, and her aunt narrowed her eyes slightly , turned his head to avoid the light, and never saw her standing in the corner.

Walking up the steps, the dark shadow fell for a long time, and she watched her aunt straighten her back again, with inviolable pride and nobility, step by step towards the position of honor inherited by the Cui family for generations.

Jinying would never tell her aunt what she saw that day, just like now she walked into the dungeon and looked at Han Shanggong with a complicated expression.

The ever-severe mentor had a haggard and weak face after being tortured, but his eyes were burning like flames of forbearance, looking at the ground with resentment, unwillingness and a trace of sadness on his face.

Jinying didn't know how long she had stood in this damp, rotten dungeon, until Han Shanggong asked a question to break the silence.

"Jinying, did you do it?"

Han Shanggong raised his head and stared at her with a pair of eyes. "Cui Shanggong would not have thought of such a method, only you can calculate to this extent."

She wanted to ignore the disappointment in Han Shanggong's eyes, but found that it could not be eliminated with a "no". That kind of look took root in her heart very early on. "My lady, it's all about you."

She has never understood that since she was a child, she has admired Han Shanggong's cooking skills so much, but the other party's eyes in response to her will always be the same as now, and he refuses without a trace of retention. "In the final competition ordered by the Empress, you kept in mind every Shanggong's preferences for rice, and became the most noble palace in the imperial kitchen. Careful observation of everyone, insight into other people's preferences and temperament, this is your own empress. taught me the truth."

Han Shanggong's eyes turned from disappointment to anger, and his thirsty voice became hoarse because of the rush: "You mean I taught you the truth of your harm?!"

"Your Majesty, if you have noticed the longing eyes of a child, if your heart hadn't been as cold as ice and iron, maybe..." She is the one who can best obtain Han Shanggong's craftsmanship, why only Jang Geum?She was unconvinced that she could only hear from Jang Jin's mouth forever, and was angry that when she asked Han Shanggong if he could be his wife, she had no room for silent rejection.Now she proves to Han Shanggong that she is the one who can best inherit this skill and even the spirit. She uses everything she hears and sees to deal with this master who gave her everything without knowing it.

Jinying maintained that silent expression, ready to listen to all the accusations and curses from Han Shanggong.

"You mean, I didn't give you a hand at the beginning, and now you are stuck in this abyss?" Jinying raised her head in astonishment, but saw Han Shanggong's calm gaze. "You are really similar to Cui Shanggong, but you are different from her. The loneliness in the palace has made her unable to see who she is, but Jinying, you are very clear-headed, and you understand in your heart what is the right way You can't fool anyone with your cooking."

"Cooking is a person's heart. At the beginning, with sincerity, you stayed close to each other for three days, and stewed beef bone soup in front of the small stove. In the result of the competition, you won Jang Geum. I didn't tell you. In fact, I am very happy. I like your performance." Han Shanggong's gentle expression gradually became serious. "At that time, I drove her to Yunyan Temple in order to correct Jang Geum's perverted thoughts of eagerness for success and profit. It was because I was saddened that Jang Geum's talent turned into a scumbag. This is more harmful than a person without talent. Man. And now you're on this path."

Jinying's heart warmed up, and she couldn't help but blurt out: "Your Majesty, will you be sad?"

Han Shanggong turned sideways and replied weakly: "Yes, I feel sorry for you. What you said just now is also reasonable. If I had discovered your condition earlier, maybe today would not be like this."

"Jinying, promise me, don't use cooking to harm others in the future, it's not in your nature."

When Jinying left the dungeon, the last words Han Shanggong said to her still echoed in her ears, it was a gentle hope.But she will never forget, when she passed by Jang Jin who was escorted back to the prison, the anger flames that were so hateful that they almost dismantled her.

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The boat finally returned to the country from Jeju Island, and as soon as Jang Geum landed, she went straight to the place where she buried Han Shanggong with her own hands.The weeds that had grown taller than a person completely submerged the pebbles that Jang Geum used as a marker at that time.

Jang Geum finally confirmed the location, and the tears fell straight down, soaking the whole piece of wild grass.

"Ma'am, I'm finally back to see you."

Who would have thought that an exiled servant could return to the palace one day?Jang Jin caressed the weeds in front of the grave, while whispering about the little things in Jeju Island over the years.

"Your Majesty, how could you leave me so early... Now I'm going back to the palace to find you." She didn't forget Han Shanggong's original sentence to go back to the palace first, and now she re-enters the palace as a medical girl, and she wants to tell those Those who framed the empress want justice! "But empress, why did you ask me to forgive Jinying in the end, Jinying she..."

On the one hand she hated, on the other hand her heart ached.