"Liu Yu?"
Gu Qingsheng had an impression of this woman.
She is the most aloof woman in Huaixiang Pavilion, and is very close to Azhi.
The two of them didn't talk much, but Gu Qingsheng knew this person.
"What happened to her?"
Time goes back to the night two days ago.
After learning of An Yi's death, Lin Song fainted and was sent back to the Shangshu Mansion.
The dim light at night is very cold.
Lin Qingshan raised his eyebrows at Lin Song who rushed in.
"A Song."
He put down the candle in his hand and smiled happily.
"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
"Why did you faint when you were fine? Someone has been sent for the imperial physician. Please wait a little longer."
After saying that, he sat down by himself with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which formed a very strong contrast with Lin Song, whose eyes were red and he couldn't breathe.
Just standing there, looking at Lin Qingshan's smiling face, Lin Song's heart was furious, and he took a trembling step forward.
"Why……"
Lin Qingshan raised his head and shrugged when he saw Lin Song's expression.
"What why? Why don't you go back and lie down?"
"Do you need me to find someone to help you back?"
Normally, when Lin Song saw Lin Qingshan like this, he only felt warmth and peace of mind, but now he saw it full of irony.
The huge blow of his lover's death made Lin Song lose his composure. Seeing Lin Qingshan's nonchalant smile, he suddenly went up and grabbed Lin Qingshan's collar.
"What the hell is going on! Why on earth would An Yi do this, why would she..."
"Why did she die! Why did she die!!"
"Why is she so upset! Did you give her the note? If you did, why would she..."
His palms were turning white, and the immense force made his arms tremble.
Seeing his ferocious appearance, Lin Qingshan sneered in his heart and grabbed his hand.
"Are you crazy?"
The two forces entangled together, and there was a snap in the air, and Lin Qingshan slapped Lin Song's hand away.
"You lunatic!"
"I'm crazy?!"
Lin Song suddenly laughed, his steps a little unsteady because he hadn't eaten for a long time.
He went to the wall and grabbed the sword on the wall and pointed it at Lin Qingshan.
"Tell me, did you give the letter to An Yi? If she had read my letter, she would never have committed suicide!"
"I swear."
Even though the sword was pointing at him, Lin Qingshan didn't show any fear.
This made Lin Song hesitate. His brother had always been known for being ordinary, but now he had extraordinary courage.
Is this really that Lin Qingshan?
"I did send the letter to Miss Anyi, but as to why Miss Anyi chose to commit suicide, I just don't understand."
"If what I said concealed even the slightest bit from you, I will voluntarily become a monk. Is that okay?"
After hearing him make such a cruel oath, Lin Song's hands slowly loosened, with some uncertainty between his brows.
Could it be that it really wasn't him...
"Look at you."
Seeing that Lin Song's sword was loose, Lin Qingshan stepped forward and knocked his sword away, then placed his hand on his shoulder.
"How can you doubt me? We are brothers."
"I have always taken care of you like this. I have done my best for you."
"A Song, I know you are very sad about Miss Anyi's death. If she hadn't committed suicide, I believe you two could be together now."
After saying this, he sighed as if with regret.
"It's a pity, but the old times are gone, so we should look forward."
Hearing this, Lin Song just looked at Lin Qingshan coldly, then shook his hand off his shoulder and said coldly
"You don't understand anything at all."
After saying this, he threw down the sword in his hand with a clang and stumbled away.
Watching Lin Song's figure disappear into the night, Lin Qingshan sneered and picked up the sword on the ground.
"It's true that you don't understand anything, but I understand that no one is more stupid than you."
When Lin Song returned to his room and opened the door, he found Minister Lin standing in his room.
He had his back to the door, his old figure somewhat hunched over, and recent events had weighed heavily on him.
He turned around when he heard the voice, and the moment he saw Lin Song, his eyes were filled with endless emotions, and in the end he just sighed.
"You're back? Have you given up?"
When Lin Song saw Minister Lin, there was a dead look in his eyes without any ripples.
In his eyes, the one who caused the current situation was Minister Lin, who had threatened him with his own life to get him to come back.
He walked past Minister Lin with his head lowered, sat down in front of the desk and said nothing, just staring blankly at the desolate moon outside.
Such cold weather, such a bleak wind.
But I lost the warmest person.
"Lin Song."
After a while, Minister Lin came to Lin Song's side.
"Look at what you've become now?"
"If you continue like this, you will become a useless person, you know that!"
Lin Song didn't feel any empathy for his shouting. He just felt a very noisy noise in his ears. He stared at the moon motionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"I have always been a useless person, father..."
"I couldn't even protect her. I'm a useless person. I can't control anything, even..."
The following words were not spoken, but they left a scar in Minister Lin's heart.
He asked Lin Song to come back not to make him a prince consort, but to let him return to officialdom and inherit his mantle.
In fact, even Minister Lin himself did not expect that Gu Miao would suddenly do this.
The son-in-law of the emperor was not allowed to engage in politics. If she became the son-in-law of the emperor, it would be equivalent to cutting off the Shangshu family's lineage. However, because it was an imperial decree, there was no way to refuse at that time.
Lin Song has finally been able to come back and become a free man. As long as he has the support of the imperial teacher's words, no one will let Lin Song go back to be a prince consort.
But looking at him now...
"That woman committed suicide. It has nothing to do with you."
When Minister Lin heard Lin Song mention the matter of Huaixiang Pavilion, he became very angry.
He believed that for a child as talented as Lin Song, hanging out with those women for so long was an indelible stain.
"Try not to mention them in the future. Mentioning them will only bring shame upon yourself."
Lin Song's disdainful tone made him look helpless. He didn't even have the energy to argue with Lin Shangshu. He just said lightly:
"Why not, Father?"
"That must be because they're so filthy! What are you going to make others think of you if you bring it up!"
He answered this question almost without thinking, and then heard Lin Song sneer and hit his chest with his hand.
"If you think they're dirty, here they are."
"The blood that was shed was also very dirty."
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