Chapter 677 Night Visit to the Princess's Mansion
White sails were hoisted at Prince Yong's Palace, and the funeral was conducted in a hasty and sloppy manner.
After everything settled down, Lin Jiayou returned to Qingsong Academy.
He sat alone on the cold stone steps, his back looking desolate.
He knew that although these classmates did not dare to say anything in front of him because of Gu Qingchen's tyranny, the unbearable words behind his back still pierced his ears like needles.
He has no mother anymore, and a place like Prince Yong's Mansion will never accommodate him again.
"Lin Jiayou!"
Gu Qingchen and Qian Zhenyun ran over from a distance and stopped in front of him.
"I've heard about your family's affairs," Gu Qingchen panted, and opened his mouth to fire off questions like a machine gun. "Why did your aunt kill your mother? And then she committed suicide. Isn't it better to be alive? And why did the old Princess Yong go crazy? Did she do too many bad things? Or..."
“Woo woo woo!”
Qian Zhenyun was quick to act and covered Gu Qingchen's mouth tightly, winking at her anxiously.
"Sister, stop talking!"
Isn't this just rubbing salt into someone's wounds? Look at Lin Jiayou's face, it's as gloomy as the bottom of a pot.
Gu Qingchen finally shut up and realized that he had asked too many questions.
Qian Zhenyun asked cautiously, "What are you going to do in the future?"
Gu Qingchen also blinked his big eyes and looked at him, then pointed to his mouth, and Qian Zhenyun let go of his hand.
Lin Jiayou lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I, I don't know. No one will want me, and I have nowhere to go."
"It's okay! We are good friends, I will help you!" Gu Qingchen patted his chest and promised.
A glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in Lin Jiayou's eyes. It would be great if he could go to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
Gu Qingchen held his chin and thought seriously.
But her mother didn't like Lin Jiayou in the first place, and she was already pregnant with a little brother or sister. What if she brought Lin Jiayou back and her mother got angry?
What about my uncle's house?
Her aunt was Zhao Qingzhi's biological sister. His mother and Zhao Qingzhi died together. Her aunt must have hated his mother to death.
Oh, this is such a mess! I can't go anyway.
There is no need to even think about my second aunt.
Under Lin Jiayou's expectant eyes, Gu Qingchen's eyes finally lit up and he thought of a perfect place.
"Let's go to Jinguan City to find Brother Lu! My father said that the emperor wants to train Brother Lu. He will definitely return to the capital in a few years. Then, you can come back with him."
"Everyone has almost forgotten about these things in the capital!"
The light in Lin Jiayou's eyes dimmed a little, disappointment was inevitable.
But then I thought, if I stay in this capital, I will be instructed everywhere and live under the eyes of others every day.
Staying away from this dangerous place may be the best way out for him.
Gu Qingchen was still chattering about his ideas: "Brother Lu is so knowledgeable, if you follow him, you will learn as much as you would in the academy!"
Lin Jiayou finally nodded.
But a new problem was presented to them. Jinguan City was a long way away, and Lin Jiayou, a ten-year-old child, didn't know the way and had no money. How could he get there?
"If it really doesn't work," Gu Qingchen suggested, "how about we raise funds again?"
The main reason was that she really had no money, and her mother kept a close eye on her, fearing that she would take the money out and get into trouble.
Qian Zhenyun also spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he was short of money.
Lin Jiayou was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I have a way to deal with the money."
Wait until dark.
Under the back wall of the Princess's Mansion, three small figures poked their heads out stealthily.
"Is this really necessary?" Qian Zhenyun lowered his voice, his face full of hesitation. "This is the Princess's Mansion, and there are guards outside."
"What are you afraid of?" Gu Qingchen took the lead, imitating the heroic deeds of the storybooks and patting his chest. "For a friend, I will risk my life! We are going to get money, not to steal anything."
Lin Jiayou didn't say anything, but just pursed his lips and looked at the high courtyard wall with a firm gaze.
Seeing this, Qian Zhenyun could only sigh and follow behind resignedly.
The Princess's Mansion had long lost its former glory. The gate was tightly closed, revealing an indescribable desolation. Although there were guards patrolling outside the mansion,
But the mansion was almost empty, with only a few old servants left to guard it.
Lin Jiayou led the two of them around to a secluded corner with familiarity. There was an old locust tree there, with its thick branches just resting on the wall.
He climbed up first with nimble agility, then waved to the two people below.
Gu Qingchen and Qian Zhenyun struggled immensely before finally climbing in, both of them covered in dust.
"Shh." Lin Jiayou made a gesture to keep quiet and pointed to a figure holding a lantern walking not far away.
The three of them immediately squatted down, crouched like three little cats, and took advantage of the cover of rockery and flowers and trees to carefully move towards the main courtyard.
Lin Jiayou was extremely familiar with every tree and blade of grass here. He led the two of them to avoid all places where they might encounter servants, and finally stopped in front of the courtyard where his mother had lived before her death.
Lin Jiayou reached out and pushed gently, and the door hinge made a slight "creaking" sound, which was particularly harsh in the quiet night.
Qian Zhenyun shuddered with fear, and Gu Qingchen nervously grabbed Lin Jiayou's sleeve.
Lin Jiayou looked back at them, shook his head, and walked in first.
Everything here remains the same, as if the owner had only left for a short time.
Lin Jiayou silently dragged out a bag that had been prepared long ago, walked to the closet, took out a few of his own clothes and stuffed them in.
Then he walked to the dressing table, opened the drawer, took out the glittering jewelry one by one, wrapped them in cloth, and carefully put them into the bag.
"Wow." Gu Qingchen came closer and looked at the pearl hairpins and jade rings that shone brightly in the moonlight. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Your mother has so many jewelry. They're even more beautiful than mine."
Lin Jiayou's hand paused as he was wrapping something.
He looked around the room and seemed to still smell the faint scent of his mother.
The rouge box on the dressing table, the cloak draped on the couch, everything still retained her scent.
But she is no longer here.
He tied the bundle tightly and put it on his back, his voice a little hoarse.
"Let's go!"
As he turned around, Qian Zhenyun, who was following behind him, suddenly stopped and did not move.
"What's wrong?" Gu Qingchen asked curiously.
Qian Zhenyun did not answer, but raised his hand and pointed at the bottom of the large carved bed.
"Down there, is there something down there?"
The moonlight just illuminated a corner under the bed, and the outline of a box could be vaguely seen, with a lock seemingly hanging on it.
The curiosity of the three people was instantly piqued. They looked at each other and moved forward at the same time.
Lin Jiayou and Qian Zhenyun stood on the left and right, and Gu Qingchen helped push from behind. The three of them worked together to drag the heavy wooden box out from under the bed.
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