Lin Qingyin sighed softly and looked at the melancholy girl quietly, unable to express her feelings.
She was actually happy about the death of Princess Huizhen. After all, she was one of the masterminds behind Mrs. Lin's death. She also felt happy about Prime Minister Lin's state of living dead. After all, this father had only given them three siblings.
Hurt, little family affection, he had squandered it long ago.
But after the slight joy, there was deep sadness. She knew that everything was designed by her second sister, but she couldn't see anything from her face.
During the past few days when her father was lying in bed, she went to visit her when she needed to. When she needed to serve the soup, she went to serve the soup. When she needed to cry, she cried, as if she didn't know anything about it. Such joy and anger could not be contained.
Although it was a good sign, as an older sister, she felt that this little girl had endured too much.
I feel sad all day long because of my mother's death, pretend to be strong because of my father's ruthlessness, and worry about my three siblings to live a good life.
"Princess Huizhen will die because her love is too selfish. Father will live because he has never been worthy of love." She looked at Lin Qingran and said softly: "Sister, you have always been smart, why?
Suddenly I fell in. Rather than saying that these two people loved
Rather, it is better to say that they love themselves. Princess Huizhen loves her father because her father is a talented prime minister. Her father loves Princess Huizhen because she is the golden branch of the royal family. Without this identity,
They don't know how to talk about love."
Instead, she let her eldest sister enlighten her.
Lin Qingran shook his head and smiled, and then said: "I was wrong."
While the two sisters were talking, there was a rush of footsteps outside. Lin Qingran turned around and saw Zhi Hua next to Mrs. Lin. She frowned slightly and then asked calmly: "What's wrong?"
"Princess, the old lady fainted."
Zhi Hua was a little scared. The old lady and the princess had always been at odds with each other. Prime Minister Lin had become a living dead. The old lady's authority in the family had obviously declined. The girls who were serving them also became panicked. Speaking of which, Zhi Qin still had a vision.
At that time, the princess was still
When she was the second young lady that everyone didn't want to talk to, she followed her. Later she recognized her godmother and had a family. Now she has become the first person around the princess and the object of everyone's fawning. On the other hand, she
, it’s not about stepping forward, but it’s not about retreating.
Lin Qingran curled her lips, then stood up, and went to Mrs. Lin's yard with Lin Qingyin.
The imperial physician had already arrived. After a thorough investigation, he just left with one sentence: "The old lady is overly sad and needs to rest."
The lintel of the Lin family is different from before. Prime Minister Lin has become a living dead, and the young master who supported the family is still young. If Princess Zhaohua hadn't supported the facade, he wouldn't have been willing to take this trip.
Lin Qingran ordered his servants to reward the imperial doctor. After a while, he sighed softly and said, "Grandma is really sad for my father. Now it seems that for the sake of my health, I have to prevent my grandma from getting emotional.
My father and grandmother are being nursed separately."
She walked back and forth in the room a few times, and then said to Aunt Fang beside her: "My father is already like this. He needs to ask the imperial doctor to diagnose his pulse from time to time, so he can only ask his grandmother to recuperate in another hospital. She must love her son very much.
I will definitely not object. Aunt Fang, what do you think?"
Although Aunt Fang remained silent, she felt clear in her heart. After hearing what Lin Qingran said, she immediately nodded: "The princess is right. The old lady has always regarded the Prime Minister as her eyes, so naturally she is willing."
Lin Qingyin looked at the sleeping Mrs. Lin and sighed. She knew in her heart what Lin Qingran was going to do, but she did not intercede for Mrs. Lin. Everyone must be responsible for what they have done, and Mrs. Lin was no exception.