The next day, just as dawn was breaking, a notice was posted in front of the patrol camp.
I heard that a few days ago, bandits attacked people in the suburbs of Beijing. The bandits injured many innocent people and even killed several people, who were decapitated.
To confirm the identity of the deceased, the patrol battalion posted the deceased's personal belongings and waited for the family to come and claim them.
Within half a day, the news had spread among the people.
Ever since Song Lin's assassination attempt failed and he was nearly discovered by the patrol soldiers, he had felt uneasy and suspicious of the identity of the person who escaped that day. He often went to the vicinity of the patrol camp to see if he could find out any information.
Unfortunately, they were never able to find out where that person had gone.
That day, just as he stepped out of the patrol camp gate and was about to get into his carriage to go home, he saw a group of people gathered at the gate discussing something.
At first he didn’t pay attention, but when he glanced at it casually and saw a jade pendant placed next to the notice, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
This...this is something Bi Yuan always carries with him; he would never mistake it!
Song Lin took the jade pendant and hurriedly returned to the general's mansion.
When Gu Yurong saw this item and heard about the notice board, her face turned pale, and she collapsed into her chair.
"No wonder, no wonder we've been searching for him all these days without any news, it turns out..."
It turns out he died at the hands of bandits!
Gu Yurong clutched the jade pendant, her eyes reddening: "Cousin, how could you just leave like that..."
She was crying.
More than her grief over Bi Yuan's death, she was worried about her future.
With Bi Yuan's death, she and Lin'er were truly left all alone.
Gu Yurong was overcome with grief, wiping away her tears repeatedly: "Lin'er, why is our life so miserable..."
"Mother, please don't cry."
Song Lin, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up.
His face was grim; he was clearly also shocked by the news and didn't recover for a long time.
He wasn't particularly heartbroken because Bi Yuan had never raised him.
He was in a state of confusion because his plan to seek refuge with Bi Yuan had been disrupted, leaving him feeling lost and confused.
After a moment of silence, Song Lin said, "Now, we should start planning for ourselves."
Gu Yurong sobbed, "What else can we do? The Song family already resents us, and your uncle... who can we rely on?"
“My mother doesn’t know that my father sent me a letter through someone a few days ago.”
Song Lin spoke up.
"He asked me to see her in prison, and Yuan also promised us unexpected benefits."
"Really?" Gu Yurong was taken aback, then said, "That old hag Lu Hetang is the most cunning. She has always looked down on my son and me. How can we believe her? Maybe she has some kind of conspiracy."
Song Lin took out the letter and read it carefully again.
The letter was written by Song Ziyu himself, and its tone was earnest and loving.
It reminded him of the time before Jiang Wan returned to the manor, when the two of them were a loving father and a filial son.
Song Lin hesitated for a moment.
"But now that my uncle has passed away, we have no other choice."
"Why not go and meet them, hear what they have to say, and then make a decision?"
Having made up his mind, Song Lin had a carriage prepared that very day and went alone to the Ministry of Justice prison.
To avoid attracting attention, he deliberately traveled light and left through a side gate.
Although Emperor Jingyuan imprisoned the two members of the Yuan family, he did not order that no one was allowed to visit them.
After making some arrangements, Song Lin soon met the two men.
He thought that Song Ziyu had specifically sought him out because he had some important secret to tell him.
Unexpectedly, he only asked a few casual questions about family matters, and his attitude was not as warm as expected. Yuan Shi even sat in a corner of the cell and did not even lift her eyelids.
Seeing that he didn't mention the benefits he wanted, Song Lin felt very disappointed and thought he had been deceived, so he didn't bother to keep up the pretense.
"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now. Please take care, Grandmother and Father."
He flicked his sleeves and prepared to leave.
"Lin'er".
Song Ziyu suddenly reached out and tightly grasped his hand through the cell door.
Song Lin was slightly taken aback.
He walked out of the Ministry of Justice without changing his expression, and after walking a distance, he turned and entered a quiet, deserted alley.
Only then did he open his palm.
Inside was the secret letter that Song Ziyu had just slipped into his sleeve.
Song Lin glanced at the contents of the letter, took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with shock.
Lost in his emotions, he didn't notice that in a corner of the alley, a man in black had been watching his every move.
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