When Mrs. Xiao asked Zhao Hanqing to send a message, Miss Jun knew that this was to send her away.
Zhao Hanqing must have been sent away to ask about his master.
Madam Xiao was finally willing to ask about Master. Miss Jun was very excited, but also a little sad.
No one has asked me for ten years, but now it is news of death. No one can accept it.
So she thought about hiding it for a while and slowly revealing some details so that Mrs. Xiao could be mentally prepared before talking.
Unexpectedly, Madam Xiao would directly ask Master when she died.
Not asking if he is dead, but decisively asking when he will die.
Miss Jun felt a little unbearable.
"He, he went to look for medicine, wasn't he..." she stammered.
Madam Xiao looked at her and smiled, then took the tea in her hand.
"Jiuling, how long have you been studying with him?" she asked.
"Six years." Miss Jun replied without hesitation.
Madam Xiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.
"Then we are almost the same," she said. "I originally wanted to say that I have been with him for nearly ten years, and I know very well who he is. But I didn't expect that you have been together for about the same time."
Miss Jun smiled.
"That's different. Master didn't tell me anything," she said.
Madam Xiao looked at her and smiled.
"Do I still bully you? Is it not good for you?" she asked.
From a child's perspective, it's really not that good.
"It may not look like a good person, but your heart is good. And only by treating me badly, harshly, and making things difficult can I really learn something." Miss Jun said.
"He is like this. He is not a good person, and sometimes makes people hate him." Madam Xiao said, "But he will never entrust others with what he can do by himself."
Speaking of which, he looked at Miss Jun.
"He never mentioned us to you. You didn't even know we existed until you saw us."
Miss Jun lowered her head and bit her lower lip.
That's because Master didn't have the chance to say it. If he had time, he would definitely say it...
"If there is a chance, he will come by himself and will never leave it to you." Mrs. Xiao continued, "Since you are here, it means that he cannot come."
Miss Jun's tears fell like rain.
"Also, when you see us crying like that, it's not because you are sad when you see us, but because you think that he will never see us again." Madam Xiao said, reaching out to pull her to sit down, holding a handkerchief.
Wiping her tears, "You are such a crybaby."
Miss Jun covered her face with a handkerchief and cried.
Madam Xiao didn't speak any more and sat with her silently.
Hearing the crying coming from inside, Zhu Zan, who was wandering over with the girl and maid he had chosen, stopped hurriedly, looking wary.
"Are you crying again?" He said to himself, "If this happens, you will be framed on me."
After saying that, he turned around and waved to the maids and maids behind him, and drove them away like chickens.
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"He went very suddenly. I searched for him all night before I found him."
When Miss Jun said this, the tears that had stopped falling fell again.
"He is still holding the medicinal herbs in his hand."
Madam Xiao was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hand to caress Miss Jun's shoulder.
"Does it scare you?" she said.
Until now, she had not shed a single tear, and her eye circles were not even red. When she heard about the scene of her master's death, the first thing she said was that she was concerned about whether she was frightened.
Miss Jun looked at her, feeling inexplicably sad and agitated.
Yes, she was really frightened at that time. She sat in front of her master's body for a whole day, her mind went blank, as if she was dreaming.
Yes, it was indeed like a dream, and she experienced successive nightmares in the following days.
Until now, she seems to still have a soul sitting in front of her master's body.
She stretched out her arms and hugged Mrs. Xiao, nodding on her shoulder.
Yes, she was afraid, she had always been afraid, she was afraid when she lost her master, she was afraid when she lost her father and mother, she was afraid when her three siblings were imprisoned in Prince Huai's Mansion, she was afraid when they got married, and she drew her sword to stab the emperor.
She was scared when she went there, she was scared when the knife was cut on her body, she was also scared when she was reborn into a stranger, and she was scared every step she took.
Tears quickly wet Madam Xiao's shoulders.
Madam Xiao's hand patted her back.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will all pass." She said, "I was also very afraid when my country was destroyed and my family was destroyed, but then I met your master and I was no longer afraid. Your master left, and I was very afraid, but now I meet you again.
As for you, you see, no one knows what will happen tomorrow, but fear will eventually pass, and the days will get better and better."
Miss Jun nodded heavily on her shoulder.
"Master, I was supposed to comfort you, but you are the saddest." She said, wiping tears and getting up, "Master has been doing this for you all these years, don't blame him."
Madam Xiao smiled.
"It doesn't matter whether it's weird or not, everyone is gone." She said, "With him, I have been happy, without him, I have been sad, happy or sad, I have to live my life, and I am already old. The rest
Have a good life."
Miss Jun didn't know what to say, so she stood up and took out the note left by her master.
"This is for you," she said.
Madam Xiao still shook her head.
"I don't want to accept this. This has nothing to do with me. My husband is the one who lived with me. This timid person who only dares to talk to himself on paper, I don't want to know." She said.
, reached out and pushed it back, "Jiuling, you can keep it, this is yours."
Miss Jun did not refuse or persuade.
"Uncle Yang and Uncle Xia have been settled. I want to look for the old people and look through the documents and records. As long as I have done something, there will definitely be traces. I will tell the world what my master and the Qingshan Army did..." She breathed
He sniffed and said.
Madam Xiao shook her head.
"It's not necessary," she said. "It's good now. Everyone knows they are heroes and they have merit. Isn't that good? Even if we find out what happened back then, it's just for this reason."
She straightened Miss Jun's temples, which were messed up from crying just now.
"There is still a lot to do. Let's look forward and don't be tied down by the past."
Miss Jun looked at her and nodded seriously.
"I listen to my wife," she said.
Madam Xiao smiled and nodded.
"Then I'll leave everyone to you," she said.
Huh? Leave everyone to me. What about her?
Miss Jun looked at her puzzled.
"Where is your master buried? I want to see it." Mrs. Xiao said, smiling again, "He doesn't dare to see me, but I want to see him, even if he is a ghost, he will be ashamed."
Miss Jun also laughed, with tears shining in her eyes, and nodded heavily.
"Okay, I'll take you there." She said. (To be continued)