There was silence in front of the house.

Miss Jun didn't want them to see her tears.

She was not afraid of being embarrassed if she cried, but she was worried about the three people in front of her.

She had always been with her master, and she was very sad when her master died, but at least she was able to see him off in person, so she had no regrets. But for those old friends who had been waiting and hoping, it was too cruel to know that the person they had left would never come back and would never see them again.

She lowered her head and squeezed her eyes hard, but the tears were held back.

"Can I see Niuniu?" She raised her head and said, smiling again, "Maybe I really recognized the wrong person."

The woman still looked gloomy.

"No thanks..." she said.

"Sister-in-law." Yang Jing and Xia Yong shouted anxiously.

The door was opened at this moment, and the four of them were startled and looked at the girl standing at the door.

The girl was still timid, holding on to the door tightly with her hands, as if this was the only support that allowed her to stand there.

"You, you..." Her voice trembled. She wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. She suddenly reached out and pulled off the mask on her face.

The four people outside the door were startled again.

This girl always hides herself from people and never takes off her face mask in front of others. She doesn't even want to see a doctor. That's why she reacted so strongly when she heard that a doctor was coming.

I didn't expect that he would dare to stand up and remove his mask.

Yang Jing and the other two had complicated expressions. This was certainly not because Miss Jun was a miracle doctor.

The reason why this girl did this was because of what Miss Jun said.

"Your father asked me to treat you."

The girl who had lived in isolation from the world for so many years, ran out and took off her mask just because of these words, which showed how much anticipation she had in her heart.

The woman's calm expression turned sour, and just as she was about to step forward to hug her daughter, Miss Jun had already taken a step forward.

"You." She also spoke, but didn't say the rest.

Her gaze fell on the girl's face, her eyes full of disbelief.

The shock was not because she finally saw the person in the portrait drawn by her master. In fact, this girl was not that person at all. Or, even after removing the veil, Miss Jun still could not see her appearance clearly.

This girl had two chrysanthemums blooming on her left and right cheeks. Chrysanthemums are beautiful, but red chrysanthemums growing on the skin are not beautiful. The blood threads of flesh and blood are winding and spreading on the face like earthworms, which is ugly and scary.

How could this happen?

This is not at all what Master described.

"No, no." Miss Jun couldn't help but shook her head repeatedly.

no?

Seeing her shaking her head and hearing her words, everyone present was stunned.

What's not? Is he not the person she is looking for? Did she really recognize the wrong person?

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment, and Xia Yong's heart sank.

"This isn't the person you're looking for, Miss Jun." The woman said. Although her voice was calm, there was a flash of sadness in her eyes. She stepped forward and put her arms around her daughter's shoulders.

"No, no." Miss Jun shook her head and said.

It turns out not to be.

Yang Jing and Xia Yong looked grim.

The girl's accumulated strength was completely exhausted after hearing these words. She covered her face with her hands and was about to scream, but someone was quicker than her.

Miss Jun covered her face and cried. She seemed unable to stand up and staggered a few steps before squatting down.

"Is it this? Is it this?" she kept saying while crying.

Isn’t it because of this that Master said that not every disease in the world can be cured?

Is it because of this that the master took her across mountains and ridges to search for medicinal herbs and prescriptions?

Is this why Master left pages of anxiety and despair on his notebook?

Is it the kind of despair that everyone says you are a miracle doctor, but you can't even cure your own daughter?

Is this why Master lost his life for a herb?

Because of this, I wasted my time outside and never came back until my death.

Who is pitiful and who is worthy of pity in this world? Who is not pitiful and who is not worthy of pity in this world?

Miss Jun squatted on the ground, covering her face and crying loudly.

Seeing her like this, Xia Yong and others could not bear the disappointment. She cried as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. It was very sad to watch. The girl even forgot to cry and screamed. She covered her face and looked at Miss Jun squatting on the ground in a daze.

Maybe it’s because she realized that he wasn’t the person she was looking for.

"I'm so disappointed, so I'm so sad." The woman sighed and said with a bit of regret, "This feeling is really not good."

She looked to the side again and saw Lei Zhonglian and two guards standing there blankly.

"He didn't bring a girl with him." She sighed again.

It would be nice if there was a maid to come up and comfort her. These male followers really can't be relied upon.

The woman looked at her daughter, patted her on the shoulder, and then walked away. The girl did not cry or fall down, but continued to stand there in a daze, holding onto the door.

She always cried alone and seldom saw other people crying. It was the first time she realized that there were people in this world who cried more sadly than she did.

The woman stood beside Miss Jun and leaned over to pat her shoulder.

"Ms. Jun, don't be sad..." she advised softly.

Before she finished speaking, Miss Jun raised her head and shook it while crying.

"No, I'm not sad, I'm happy," she cried.

I really didn't see this.

The woman froze.

"Ms. Jun, although we didn't find it this time..." she continued.

Miss Jun had already grabbed her hand, stood up, wiped her tears with her hands, and knelt down to greet the woman.

"Nine years old, I have met the master's wife." She said with sobs.

Teacher's wife?

The woman was stunned for a moment, and Yang Jing and Xia Yong looked at each other.

"So, my brother Zhao is really someone you know?" Xia Yong said.

"Although he didn't tell me his name was Zhao Zhiyi, I can be sure that he is the Zhao Zhiyi you are talking about." Miss Jun said.

Yang Jingxia Yong was surprised again.

"Is that the person you're talking about? The one who asked you to come here to find us?" The woman spoke again, asking calmly.

"That must be the case, otherwise why would Miss Jun..." Xia Yong said excitedly.

The woman didn't look at him, but just looked at Miss Jun.

In fact, of course not, Miss Jun shook her head.

Xia Yong was stunned.

"It was a coincidence that I came here." Miss Jun said, tears welling up in her eyes again, "Now it seems to be God's will. It was my master who asked me to come here. Why have I always wanted to go here..."

The woman was not agitated by God's will, and her expression became calmer.

"So you've never known about this place?" she said. "Your master hasn't told you about this place either?"

I never mentioned it when I was alive. If I hadn't taken out my notebook again, I probably wouldn't have known about it in my lifetime.

It is a bit cruel to say such things.

"Master's wife, there are some other things in the relationship between Master and me." Miss Jun said after thinking for a while. After all, she is a princess, and Master has never regarded her as a real disciple. It is normal not to tell her some things. "But Master has always been thinking about you. Although he didn't tell me, he wrote it down."

As she spoke, she hurriedly looked for the medicine box. Lei Zhonglian walked forward and handed the box to her, watching Miss Jun open it and take out a note.

"Master's wife, look, this is the handwritten note left by Master." She said, looking at Yang Jing and Xia Yong, "Uncle Yang and Village Chief Xia are both painted in it, so I recognized them at a glance."

Really? So this is why the girl only asked for their two names and bowed solemnly.

Yang Jing and Xia Yong became even more excited.

"Brother drew us?" Xia Yong said, his voice choking. "Brother is really good at drawing."

Yang Jing was not as revealing as he was, he just looked at the woman.

"Sister-in-law," he said, "please take a quick look, is this it?"

Miss Jun held the letter in both hands and handed it to the woman, looking at her excitedly.

The woman's expression remained calm as she looked at the thick, worn note that was handed to her.

"No." She said, reaching out to push the letter back, "I said Zhao Zhiyi is dead, and he is not the same person as your master. Look for him somewhere else."

After she said that, she turned and walked towards the door, grabbed the girl who was still standing there, and went in. The door was closed.

"Brother Yang, please see us off."

Miss Jun stood there in a daze, holding the notebook in her hand.