Qing Lingyi frowned.
Cheng Zheng stepped forward anxiously and asked, "What's going on? What happened to my mother?"
Chun Cai was also in a panic, not knowing where to start.
Qing Lingyi held her hand and said, "Don't be anxious. Speak slowly. Let's do this. First, tell us where the second lady went today."
Chun Cai finally calmed down a little and spoke in detail: "I don't know where Madam went. It's just that she left Dingguang Temple and headed west of the city. But I knew that she was probably seeking suicide, so I hurriedly chased her out. Madam pretended to follow my advice and wanted to come back, but she took advantage of me and knocked me unconscious."
Qing Lingyi patted the back of her hand and said, "You have done a good job."
Let go of Chuncai for the time being, walk out of the Zen room, and tell Wu Liang, "Send the most elite group of people to the west of the city."
"yes."
Returning to the room, he continued to ask: "You just said that you knew that the second lady would definitely commit suicide. How did you know?"
Chun Cai shed tears and said, "Because Mr. Jiang is dead."
Qing Lingyi was stunned.
"The Third Master didn't mention a word, but the Second Madam had already guessed from clues that the Second Master's death was closely related to Mr. Jiang. Over the years, the Second Madam's eyesight has become worse and worse, and I always hear her crying. In the world, No one knows how much the second lady misses the second master. But she has no way to take revenge, she can only wait."
Yesterday, news of Jiang Zhao's death also reached Dingguang Temple.
Shen also heard about it.
Her eyes were already blurred, but they were still bent happily.
Since Cheng Yu's death, she hasn't been so happy for a long time.
At night, she called Chuncai to her and said, "In recent years, most of the maids who came with me have gotten married, and you are the only one left by my side. Chuncai, you can't bear to worry about me, and you have become an old girl. I feel guilty. From now on, you should go to Lingyi. She is kind-hearted and will arrange a proper place for you."
When Chun Cai heard this, she noticed something strange and hurriedly knelt down: "Madam, is there something I didn't do well?"
"Of course not. You are very good. If you hadn't been with me all these years, I wouldn't be alive now. But, Chuncai, I have something I have to do, and I can no longer take care of you in the future."
Chun Cai wanted to say something, but Shen said, "I'm sleepy, Chun Cai. I'm going to sleep."
Chun Cai had no choice but to shut up.
But she was worried and kept guard outside the meditation room.
About midnight, Chuncai couldn't help but take a nap.
There was a sound on the door, and she woke up instantly.
Mrs. Shen came out in plain clothes and asked her, "Chuntai, why are you here?"
Chun Cai stood up and asked without answering: "Madam, where are you going?"
"Where else can we go?" Mrs. Shen smiled, "It's past midnight and it's the anniversary of Yu Lang's death. I have to go call Zheng'er."
Chun Cai nodded and yawned.
Mrs. Shen said again: "You can rest for a while, I'll just go."
The two meditation rooms were not far apart, so Chuncai didn't follow them.
She first went back to the room to pack Shen's bedding, but found an iron pot hidden under the bed, which was full of ashes from burned paper.
Chuncai understood instantly and hurriedly chased after him.
Sure enough, Mrs. Shen was not in Cheng Zheng's Zen room.
Fortunately, Chuncai reacted in time and quickly discovered Shen's figure.
Shen didn't walk very fast due to the long night and bad eyesight.
Not far from Dingguang Temple, Chuncai caught up with her.
"Madam! Go back with me!"
"Chuntai, I can't go back. This is the last day."
"This is not the last day!"
Chun Cai held her firmly, "Madam, I can't just watch you do stupid things!"
Shen sighed: "Okay then."
She said obediently: "I'll go back with you."
Then he motioned to Chuncai: "You should go ahead, I can't see clearly."
Chun Cai did as she was told.
But then he turned his back and was suddenly hit hard on the back of his head.
"Madam must have knocked me out and went to the west of the city!" Chun Cai came to the conclusion.
"But what is she doing in the west of the city?" Qing Lingyi wondered this.
Chuncai glanced at Chengzheng first.
"...Look what I'm doing?" Cheng Zheng was confused for a moment.
"Second Madam has repeatedly stressed that I must not tell anyone about this matter, especially the young master." Chun Cai looked bitter.
Cheng Zheng's handsome eyebrows wrinkled: "What's the matter? Why isn't mother allowed to tell me?"
Chun Cai looked embarrassed.
Qing Lingyi stared at her: "At this time, is it more important to continue to hide it, or to save the second lady first?"
Chun Cai's expression finally relaxed.
Trembling, she took out a letter from her arms.
Qing Lingyi took it. There was no inscription on the envelope, and there was a thin piece of letter paper inside.
"This is... for the Second Madam," Chun Cai cried as promised, "Every three months, there will be one. The Second Madam collected them all carefully, and only burned one in the Zen room yesterday. Er Jing. This was sent last month. Seeing that my wife was getting worse and worse, I couldn't bear to show it to her again, so I just said no."
Qing Lingyi frowned and unfolded the letter.
The handwriting in the letter was scrawled in pure vernacular:
"This is the seventh year since Cheng Yu's death. Mr. Cheng Shen, how can you still have the nerve to live in this world? Do you think that by performing rituals and burning incense for him every year at Dingguang Temple, he will be reincarnated as an adult? You are dreaming! Do you know how he died? In that battle, he defeated the enemy with a small number and drove back the enemy soldiers. He was exhausted. I slashed with my sword, but he barely caught it. Another person slashed at me again, and he caught it. I couldn’t hold it anymore. The entire right arm, including half of the shoulder, was chopped off.”
"As a prostitute, you probably can't imagine that scene. At that time, blood spurted into the air and splashed on my face. It was still hot! Cheng Yu couldn't stand steady but refused to kneel down to me. He looked down on me. So, I It was a knife, slashing towards his right leg. The knee was too hard after all, so it was only cut in half. But it was enough, and he finally knelt down towards me."
"He started vomiting blood at that time. You must have never seen your gentle husband in such a miserable state, and you must have never seen his miserable condition later. Why don't I tell you about it. The five of us, each holding a weapon , cut your husband into many pieces. There was blood all over the ground, and we were all covered in blood. I cut off his head and found a sachet on his neck, with white magnolia flowers embroidered on the edge. With two words: Jingshu."
"Jingshu, isn't this your maiden name? He died so miserably, but you have no ability to avenge him. What on earth did he marry you for? Maybe you are very good at pleasing him in bed. After all, I I heard that the daughter of the Shen family in Wuchuan is a beauty."
"I almost forgot to mention that his most important lifeblood was chopped into mud by us. Even if you prayed for him at Dingguang Temple and really moved the gods and Buddhas, when we meet again in the next life, he will only be an eunuch. How can he have any troubles with you? ? Hahahahaha!”
The letter ends here.
