The sky was drizzling, the light was like a painting, and the clouds overhead were very low. The guards were guarding all around, but none of them held umbrellas. Their expressions were very serious, Jun Zilin looked at it, her heart sighed, and then looked at the food brought along the way. I understand, it must be the King of Jin who is coming to worship the dead. He has inconvenient legs and feet, so let himself do it for him, right?

Jun Zilin sensibly ran to the food box, picked it up and looked at Xuewei, waiting for his instructions.

Who knew that Xue Wei was glaring at her with a strange face.

"How?" Jun Zilin touched his face puzzled, he looked at himself like this, it was not that he did something wrong.

Who knew that the strangeness on Xue Wei's face was even worse, and gradually evolved into a look of anger, "Jun Zilin! Could it be that you forgot the day of your parents' sacrifice, and now you don't even remember the place where their bones were buried?! ”

Yes?

Jun Zilin's surprise is not trivial.

Look at Xue Wei, then look at the food box in his hand, and then look at the tomb not far away. Damn, it turns out that today is General Junda's sacrifice day!

What a mistake, she didn't know it. Also, even Zhou Ember was dressed so plainly, she thought it was Zhou Ember who was dead!

But then again, is Zhou Yan's mother still alive?

"Uh-oh."

Jun Zilin responded in a low voice, reached out and touched her head, making it look like a little girl was thinking about things. But even so, she couldn't hide the fact that she didn't remember.

"Go ahead to the tenth is the tomb of General Jun and his wife, go!"

Zhou Yan's deep voice came from the low-key and luxurious carriage, Jun Zilin set up the food box, and took the lead in following his words.

Because the road was muddy, if it weren't for that, Jun Zilin felt that Zhou Shen was very likely to come in person with a wheelchair.

Along the way, the shoes were stained with thick wet mud and were heavy.

Jun Zilin thought a lot, King Jin was so clear about General Jun's sacrifice day, was it because Zhou Yan was very familiar with him during his father's lifetime?

But Jun Zilin felt that it was wrong, because Zhou Shen was only about ten years old at that time, and he had not yet achieved his current achievements, how could he be familiar with the dignified General Junda? At most, it's just a friendship between kings and ministers.

But he cared so much about his father's sacrifice day. If you say that you don't have a relationship, you really can't say it. Now that I take care of myself like this, I must have the friendship in front of me to support it.

When they arrived at the tomb, they saw Mrs. Jun and her husband burying their bones together.

Xue Wei snorted and said in a disdainful tone, "Mrs. Jun died on General Jun's sacrifice day, so the two of them are on the same day. As their daughter, Jun Zilin, you are really good, you don't even know your parents' graves, let alone remember the sacrifice day, it's amazing! ”

If it was really Jun Zilin, then she should be ashamed of Xue Wei's words.

However, the current Jun Zilin is also a little sour, as if the couple buried in the bones in front of her is really her parents.

Tears flowed little by little, and after a while, they began to cry.

"Hey, don't cry, you didn't come to worship. If you cry badly, they won't survive, don't cry! Xue Wei persuaded in a little panic, and the rain on his head became thicker, dripping onto his dress, smearing the wetness. He thought that his words just now made Jun Zilin cry, and he was at a loss for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

But Jun Zilin is really crying for her parents.

I didn't stop until I was crying so much. Wiping his red eyes, he glanced at Xue Wei, "Do you have a handkerchief, it's all wet." ”

Xue Wei looked at the immature little face of the girl in front of her, which was indescribably delicate, and her small appearance when she cried was particularly pitiful. He lowered his eyes for a while, but he didn't dare to look at it again.

"Forget it, I'll wipe it with my sleeve."

Jun Zilin wiped her tears, worshiped her parents, and walked back.

Xue Wei coughed lightly and wanted to speak.

"Say whatever you want, I'll listen." Jun Zilin understood what he meant, and he definitely didn't want King Jin to listen to this.

"It's about Zhang Shizi." Xue Wei covered his mouth lightly, and his voice was extremely low, "Now the imperial capital has spread all over the city...... Well, in fact, today's master won't let you go back to the imperial capital, and I'm worried that you'll know. But it's not a way to always hold on, you ......"

"Zhang Shizi and Fu Ayaki are in the room of the tea house, right?" Jun Zilin stopped her steps and turned her head to look at the man beside her.

"You?"

Xue Wei was taken aback, looking at the slim girl in front of her, she was so indifferent and didn't care at all!?

"They've been together for a long time." Jun Zilin said lightly, "Otherwise, how could Fu Ayacui's palace sand disappear." This kind of thing has been experienced a lot, and there is nothing that cannot be ignored. Do whatever you want! ”

At first, Xuewei only thought she was a heartless girl, but now he suddenly found that she knew everything, but she was very simple.

"And your marriage?" Xue Wei asked cautiously, the taste of being divorced, I believe that even if the little girl in front of her has more experience, she will not be able to bear it.

"Whatever."

Jun Zilin hooked her lips and walked forward in a dashing manner.

Such a calm look really surprised Xue Wei. Whose girl will be as indifferent as she is when she hears the news of this lifelong event? Who doesn't care? Some are looking for death and life, while others are shouting and arguing. But she's a little too cold!

But Xuewei didn't know that Jun Zilin was a person with clear grievances.

Since Zhang Ruiyuan and Fu Xuancui worked hard to 'perform' in front of people, such a 'Living Spring Palace' was watched. The cost is exactly the same as the divorce. So she was relieved.

It's just that the "Living Spring Palace" still makes her feel disgusting, thinking that she has had a time with the secret room and Zhang Ruiyuan, Jun Zilin can't wait to lift the fetus again. It's dirty! Thinking about it, Zhang Ruiyuan looked fairy on the surface, but in fact, he didn't know how dirty his body was and how many women he had an affair with. It's really blind to my delicate body now.

Walking forward, Jun Zilin suddenly thought of something that had to be done right now, and reached out and knocked on the wall of the carriage to remind the people inside that he was here.

"Come in." Zhou Yan's voice came from inside.

Jun Zilin listened to his voice, which was muffled, mixed with wisps of fresh taste, which was refreshing. I didn't expect that one person's voice could also affect the mood of others.

She climbed into the carriage and got in.

In his heart, he was a little unhappy that he was affected by Zhou Yan's voice. But seeing that he was within his reach, this made Jun Zilin's heart happy. It was like a flower, quietly blooming in its chest, flashing its elf-like wings, and it was extremely sincere.

"Lord Wang, can you send Zilin to the imperial capital?"

As soon as she sat down, Jun Zilin asked Zhou Yan.

"Hehe, he is worthy of being the person that this king likes." Zhou Yan didn't ask, but smiled briskly, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his temples were like knife cuts, and a pair of deep ink eyes like a cold pool, implying courage.

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