Just like that, Lang Po spouted a whole bunch of stuff!
It was as if firecrackers were placed on his mouth.
Bai Yin sometimes wondered why a grown man could be so long-winded.
He swore that Lang Po was the weirdest person he had ever met.
There was no other!
Bai Yin didn't want to explain to Lang Po, nor did he feel like saying anything.
He simply lowered his head and breathed into the quilt.
Lang Po snorted. "Fine, I won't say anything."
He waved his hand and left.
Bai Yin raised his head and looked outside. He recalled the scene last night when he saw Lian Que.
Now, he couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality.
What was real and what was fake.
He couldn't tell!
Soon after.
Everyone sat around the table and ate breakfast.
Bai Yin didn't come.
Jing Rong asked, "Where's Bai Yin?"
Song Zhi answered first, "He drank too much."
"What?"
"I don't know what happened this morning, but he was lying in the courtyard, drunk and unconscious."
Ji Yunshu frowned slightly.
Bai Yin had never acted like this before.
Moreover, he was a cautious person. How could he drink the whole night and get drunk in the courtyard?
Jing Rong's face darkened. He looked at Lang Po, who was eating. "What happened?"
Lang Po shook his head. "I don't know. He didn't want to say. I only know that he had a nightmare. He woke up in fright and went out."
Nightmare?
What else in this world could scare Bai Yin?
He would go through mountains of blades and seas of fire, kill and rob in the wild … there was nothing he wouldn't do.
What else could be called a "nightmare" for him?
It was really strange.
Ji Yunshu felt that something was wrong. Just as she was about to ask, Li Cheng suddenly appeared.
Before she could see him, she heard his voice from afar.
"Why didn't you wait for me to eat?"
Only after he finished speaking did she see his silhouette enter the room.
He didn't treat himself as an outsider and sat down at the table. He turned around and ordered Jing Rong's guard, "Go and bring another set of chopsticks."
The guard didn't want to move.
The old mansion hired a chef to cook for everyone every day. He would leave after finishing and wouldn't stay for long. Now that the chef had gone back, the guard couldn't care less about the dishes.
He hadn't eaten yet!
What's more, the person who ordered him was an outsider!
That was why he didn't move.
Jing Rong looked at the travel-worn Li Cheng and sighed. He ordered his guards, "Follow Crown Prince Cheng's instructions."
"Yes."
The guard accepted the order and went to the kitchen.
However, Li Cheng was too hungry, and he was in a hurry.
She casually grabbed the untouched bowl and chopsticks in front of Song Zhi, picked up some food and ate without saying anything.
Song Zhi was a refined man, but he was also a pushover.
Naturally, he wouldn't say anything.
He could only silently wait for the guard to bring more bowls and chopsticks.
At the dining table, the sound of Li Cheng's chopsticks moving against the porcelain bowl could be heard.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
Jing Rong put on a serious expression and asked Li Cheng, "Why did you come here so early in the morning? Did something happen?"
"No … nothing," Li Cheng said vaguely with a mouthful of rice in his mouth.
"Then what are you doing here?"
"I'm going to the Gong Residence later."
"Gong Residence?"
What does that have to do with eating here?
Li Cheng swallowed the meat into his stomach and said seriously, "Today is the Shi Lin funeral."
Ugh!
The dining table immediately fell into silence.
Li Cheng ate a mouthful of rice and felt somewhat full. He pushed the bowl and chopsticks in front of Song Zhi, "Here, take it back!"
Song Zhi was speechless.
Li Cheng got up and wiped his mouth. "I'm leaving first."
He hurriedly left.
'Is this person sick?
He actually came here to freeload food. '
'Shameless!'
…
After Li Cheng left the old residence, he boarded the carriage that was waiting for him at the entrance of the alley.
He ordered his attendants, "Let's go to the Gong Residence!"
The carriage rushed towards the Gong Residence in the early morning wind and snow.
Meanwhile, at the Gong Residence.
Paper money fluttered in the air, white banners hung high, and mournful music resounded in every corner of the residence.
At the entrance of the residence, a group of people wearing plain mourning clothes came out.
The person in front was holding a silk cloth and scattering paper money to guide the way.
Left Prime Minister Gong held his son's memorial tablet in his hands.
Compared to the day before, he was much more energetic today.
He didn't need anyone to help him walk.
His face, which had aged a lot, was cold and detached. There was no sadness or sadness on his face.
Behind him, twelve people carried a coffin covered with black cloth out of the residence.
They headed towards the Gong Family's ancestral tomb.
In the distance, Li Cheng sat in the carriage. He lifted the curtain and looked over.
His face was solemn and his eyes were red.
He came here to send Gong Shilin off!
Even if it was far away.
When the Gong Family's entourage left, the servant asked him, "Young Master, do you want to follow?"
"I'll go myself."
Li Cheng jumped down from the carriage.
He held an umbrella and followed behind silently.
Then he sent Gong Shilin to the place of burial.
He watched as the coffin was buried in the ground.
The Daoist chanted mournful music at the side.
Paper money and snowflakes fell from the sky.
That scene made one's heart ache.
But Left Prime Minister Gong calmly stood in front of Gong Shilin's tombstone.
He didn't cry in agony.
After a long time, the housekeeper of the Gong Residence came up and said, "Master, let's go back."
Left Prime Minister Gong didn't say anything.
The housekeeper sighed. In fact, his eyes were almost blind from crying.
After all, he watched his young master grow up. He knew his young master's character very well. So now, he couldn't believe that Gong Shilin killed someone!
In addition to regret, there was also resentment in his heart!
"Master, Young Master is already gone. The dead can't come back to life. You must take good care of your body. Don't let Young Master worry."
Left Prime Minister Gong let out a deep breath and looked at the words' beloved son 'on the tombstone. He said, "Shilin, don't worry and go. For the rest of my life, I will only do one thing, and that is to take revenge!"
He clenched his fists tightly.
His heart was filled with hatred!
He had fought for the King of Huyi in the past. But today, that high and mighty person had personally ordered his son's life.
How could he swallow this hatred?
He also wanted to let the King of Huyi know what it felt like to be in agony.
…
After the Gong Family's people left, Li Cheng, who had been quietly following behind, walked over.
He stood in front of the tombstone, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
He was the one who personally captured Gong Shilin and brought him to the City Department!
If he could bow his head in front of justice, perhaps Gong Shilin wouldn't have ended up like this.
It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel guilty!
But —
If he had a chance to choose again, he would still choose the same way.
"Shilin, I know that you will definitely let me do the same."
After saying that, he bowed!
Looking at the cold tombstone, Ye Zichen's eyes widened.
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