Lin Jingmo quickly sat up, looked around, and found that he was actually in his room in the main courtyard of Shang Mansion, so he put on his shoes and prepared to leave.
Han Zilan gently touched the broken hair on her forehead and said lazily: "Where are you going? Everyone in the Lin family is dead. Even the servants of the Lin family have been dismissed just now. How can you go? Where?"
When Lin Jingmo heard this, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. She listened to the continuous rain outside and finally recalled what had just happened at the gate of the palace. She couldn't help but feel sad and said in her mouth: "Daddy..."
"Dead!" With a beautiful smile on her face, Han Zilan opened her teeth lightly and continued without a trace of compassion: "Your father, sister, closest servants, and even your housekeeper are all dead. , your father’s body was soaked in the pouring rain and no one was allowed to collect it! What’s more, I heard that your Lin family has been accused of treason.”
Lin Jingmo covered his ears, not wanting to hear any more, and said, "Shut up!"
After saying that, Han Zilan stretched out her hand, casually observed her newly manicured nails, and said lightly: "It's a pity that your father has been sanctimonious for decades, ah... before he died, he was actually found out as a traitor, even in the north. Because of his personal relationship with General Lu, I am afraid he will also be involved!"
Lin Jingmo slowly put down his hand, looked at Han Zilan in disbelief and asked: "What did you just say? You said that they also put the reputation of the Northern Territory for colluding with Beiyan on my father?"
Han Zilan looked confused, pretending to be innocent and said: "Yes."
Lin Jingmo fell to the ground in despair. At this moment, she was in extreme pain, and even tears were flowing unconsciously. She looked at the celadon pen washer filled with ink on the desk, and stood up directly to hold the pen washer.
Then he slapped the celadon pen on the corner of the table. The broken porcelain shards dug deeply into Lin Jingmo's palm, and blood mixed with ink flowed down drop by drop.
Han Zilan smiled proudly and continued: "The dignified and dignified Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, what a glorious Lin family, fell down overnight. The Minister of the Ministry of Personnel who was once the most trusted by the emperor was also the mother-in-law of the empress whom the emperor loved most. Suddenly it collapsed without being seen, aren't you curious why?"
Lin Jingmo's dull eyes glanced at Han Zilan.
Han Zilan was afraid that she could not hear clearly, so she deliberately took a few steps closer and said, "Because the people your Majesty loved most died at the hands of the Lin family! His wife and unborn eldest son all died because of eating Your spicy beef is to die for! How can he not hate you, how can he forgive you and believe you?"
Lin Jingmo suddenly realized: It turns out that their purpose from the beginning was the eldest sister and her unborn child. They have been waiting for me to appear, waiting for the dish I asked for alone. Only in that dish Poison is the only way to completely separate Your Majesty from the Lin family! My sister and her unborn child died in such an unexplained way. My father was innocent all his life, but in the end, because of me, he lost his life and was burdened with unwarranted consequences. Die with hatred for a crime!
Lin Jingmo frowned slightly, the tears in her eyes had long since dried up, but the blood on her hands was still flowing out. It seemed that only the pain in her hands at this moment could cover up the grief in her heart!
Shang Shixu, who suddenly went to the side courtyard to change clothes, pushed open the door and walked in. He saw Lin Jingmo standing next to the desk with broken porcelain in his hand bleeding, and asked in surprise: "What happened?"
Han Zilan hid behind Shang Shixu, pretending to be scared and said: "Cousin, my sister-in-law suddenly went crazy when she woke up and ignored the advice."
Shang Shixu stared at Lin Jingmo's bleeding hand and walked slowly towards her.
Lin Jingmo suddenly shook the porcelain tile in her hand harder, and blood flowed out in pillars. Her snow-white middle coat was once again stained with bright red, but her face was still numb and expressionless, with only that faint smile.
Her frown faintly revealed her sadness, and two lines of tears quickly ran down her cheeks. Lin Jingmo said almost calmly: "What else should you take away from me?"
Shang Shixu couldn't help but watch her bleed, and said anxiously: "Madam... put down the fragments first, and I will give Madam an explanation for everything."
"Explain?" Lin Jingmo hit the porcelain piece in his hand against the desk again. At this moment, the porcelain piece was broken even more sharply, and the pain in his palm was even more painful. Lin Jingmo wailed, raised his head in pain, and his tears seemed to be broken.
The beads dropped one by one: "My father, my sister, my mother Li...what else do you want to take away from me?"
Shang Shixu shook his head crazily: "That's not the case, madam, it's not me..."
Lin Jingmo pointed the porcelain piece at Shang Shixu and shouted almost crazily: "From the beginning to the end, what you wanted... was just my life, wasn't it?"
Shang Shixu looked at Lin Jingmo in panic and muttered silently: "Madam, don't..."
"Don't hurt others anymore..." Lin Jingmo raised his hand and quickly stabbed his neck.
At the critical moment, Shang Shixu ran quickly towards Lin Jingmo. He was really anxious, and even Han Zilan reached out to pull him without stopping him.
He grabbed the porcelain piece in Lin Jingmo's hand. Seeing this, Lin Jingmo continued to exert force, trying to stab his hand to make him retreat. However, the harder she pressed, the deeper the porcelain piece penetrated into Shang Shixu's palm.
, Shang Shixu became more determined to protect her.
"Madam... don't hurt yourself again, don't leave me." Shang Shixu's pale face was sharp and angular, and his slightly furrowed brows refused to relax at all. For Lin Jingmo, his blood was almost drained.
Lin Jingmo watched the blood from his palms flowing continuously on her neck, and the warm blood even carried his body temperature. She lowered her eyes and saw the blood oozing out of his chest, and said lightly: "You...
…How come you’re not dead?”
Shang Shixu said with a helpless smile: "It was Madam who spared my life and asked for help for me. I thought Madam didn't need me to die so that I could survive."
Lin Jingmo smiled faintly, his eyes red from crying were bloodshot, and his smile was full of pain and he said: "In that case, why don't you let me die?"
Shang Shixu felt distressed and uncomfortable when he saw Lin Jingmo in extreme pain. Tears finally burst out of his heartless eyes. He endured the pain in his palms and smiled back at Lin Jingmo with a face full of tears.
, said: "I owe Madam a lot. Madam has rescued me many times. Please give me a chance to repay you, Madam."
Lin Jingmo lowered his head in despair: "It's too late. My father is dead, my sister is dead, and my mother Li is dead, leaving me alone. It's too lonely to live."