Wei Yi is more than three months pregnant.

But because of her slender body, she could only see a slight bulge, which was not noticeable.

She raised her head and stared at the red lacquered gate of Zhaoyang Palace, looking at the eaves and corners flying through the palace wall, and finally slowly lowered her eyes, and said in a trance voice: "Tomorrow, Master Taishi. The first seven days are over, you take my warrant, go out of the palace at dawn, and go to the great scholar's wife Lu Jinxi."

Chapter 202 The rainy day in the capital

"Looking at it today, it looks like it's going to rain..."

Carrying the "chess sheet" in his sleeve and walking down the corridor with the wind chimes with the medicine behind him, Lu Jinxi heard the voice of the maid who was waiting not far away, so he raised his head and looked towards the sky.

It was a gloomy day, with an air of depressing and coldness.

The wind was blowing the white silk hanging on all sides, and the Grand Master's mansion was full of bleakness. In this late winter and early spring, when the snow and ice gradually melted, the human body could not find half the warmth, but a biting cold.

It is indeed going to rain.

Lu Jinxi didn't stop, but walked all the way through the mansion that used to be full of guests, and walked towards the dead center hall.

Before she could get close, the rain had already fallen.

Just after Jing Zhe was over, the pattering rain was still mixed with chills, and it shrouded the whole world.

And the closer she got to the mourning hall, the more uncontrollably her memory flowed back toward the day when Gu Chengqian's accident happened.

It was the first time saw Gu Juefei like that.

It was the first time saw such a death with own eyes—

When she arrived in the old lady's study, it was already late at night. The blood on the ground has not dried up, and there is even a little bit of residual warmth that makes people palpitate.

The old lady was on the case.

It was clearly the most painful way to die, but the expression on his face was calm and stable. It seems that he is not going to die, but to an established and known destination.

So she wondered in the emptiness: before he left, did he have any unfinished regrets, or that the destiny had already made him see through everything in this world, and even if he had regrets, he would not take it to heart?

do not know.

Don't understand.

Couldn't find a definite answer either.

In the past, it was all-powerful and overturned the political situation, but now it is nothing but a husk that gradually disappears into the world and will eventually turn into loess in this mourning hall filled with snow.

Lu Jinxi's heart was full of unprovoked disappointment.

She stopped in front of the mourning hall, looked inside, and saw Gu Juefei lighting incense.

The sudden serious illness a few days ago made him lose weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, making him pale and withered. After several doses of medicine were poured in, he managed to regain his sanity, and dragged the sick body to keep the spirit alive.

Meng Ji thought about persuading him.

But Lu Jinxi knew that he couldn't be persuaded, so he let him go.

Fortunately, the serious illness was just to release something that had been suppressed in the chest for a long time.

So now Gu Juefei can still stand up and not fall down.

All those in Tianjing who had a little friendship with the old master have come to express their condolences, but when Xue Kuang rebelled and the court was in chaos, they all came and went in a hurry.

Everyone expressed their regret and sympathy.

They never asked the old lady why she died in person, but the discussions in private were probably already boiling like a tide.

End of life, or commit suicide?

Nobody knows the answer.

The news of the Grand Master's Mansion was under strict orders, and it could not be spread at all, and it was only left to others to guess.

At this moment, Gu Juefei, dressed in a heavy filial piety, held four incense sticks in his hand, slowly lit it, turned his back to the door, and asked, "How is the investigation?"

"He's very hard-mouthed, and he won't say anything after fighting all night. This morning, according to your wishes, he had a row of his teeth knocked out, so it's an honest move."

Standing behind him was Meng Ji, his voice low and cautious.

"It's the same as what Madam suspected before, and it's not bad as you expected. It was sent from the palace, and I just asked the old lady if she left any hands or feet. But the old lady is not leaking, claiming that there is absolutely nothing wrong. At this place, everything that should have been destroyed has been destroyed. He returned to the palace to recover his life, and did not expect…”

Incense is lit.

The bright sparks burned at the top and slowly fell, and the places it climbed over gradually cooled and became pale ashes.

Gu Juefei suddenly thought that this fragrance is very similar to people.

His pale and chapped lips were not even bloody; the original Fengshen's face was slightly sunken in his cheeks; the bottom of his deep eyes were covered with a kind of indifference and coldness that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

There was a faint sadness in him.

But neither Meng Ji behind him nor Lu Jinxi at the door could see even the slightest bit of depression in him.

The short-term weakness after his father's death has been completely wrapped in a hard shell, giving no opportunity to anyone with bad intentions, as solid and reliable as an iron wall.

Since then, he has been the backbone of the Gu family.

Since then, his ups and downs have affected the honor and disgrace of the whole family.

Gu Juefei bowed to worship, inserted the stick of incense into the incense burner, got up and stared at the spiritual position in front of him and the familiar words above.

After a while, he said: "Now that you understand the question, let's deal with it."

"Yes."

Although he felt that the voice was too indifferent and contained a coldness that Gu Juefei shouldn't have in the past, Meng Ji did not dare to refute it.

Lu Jinxi came in at this time.

All the complicated and bright makeup on her body was taken off, and she was covered in velvet, so she only let Feng Chi pass the medicine to Gu Juefei, saying: "The matter is important, and the body can't fall down. The medicine prescribed by the doctor will take a few days to drink. Let's drink medicine first."

Gu Juefei turned around and was silent.

He took the medicine from the wind chimes, the temperature was just right, he drank it in one breath, and put the medicine bowl back into the lacquer plate she was holding.

There was a soft click, the sound of the bottom of the porcelain bowl colliding with the bottom of the lacquer plate.

Lu Jinxi saw his fingers.

It is slender, but at the moment it looks like a dead branch, and it is lifeless.

There was a sudden dull pain in the bottom of my heart.

These days, Gu Juefei hasn't said much, it seems that the chatty and good-natured Young Master Gu has disappeared in the dust, and there is no trace of him to be found.

Her words also naturally decreased, and she couldn't help being immersed in his pain and pain, empathizing with him.

After the Taishi left, he was buried for three days; now is the seventh day, and once today is over, it is the most important first seven days.

In this situation, he cannot be allowed to be filial to the Grand Master.

So there are some things that should always be known to Gu Juefei—

After all, this may be the only last wish left by the old lady before her death.

After the medicine was delivered, Lu Jinxi did not leave, but took out the roll of chess manuals, after reading for a while, he sighed in his heart, and handed it to him: "This is the chess manual sent by Taishi not long ago. What I found here, I think, should be of use to you."

Meng Ji on the side raised his eyes.

With what he knew about Lu Jinxi, he was acutely aware of the mystery when he saw her taking out the roll of chess manuals.

At this moment, he was staring almost without blinking.

Gu Juefei didn't seem to have thought that there was such a thing left. However, after only a moment of hesitation, he vaguely understood...

The hand that stretched out to receive the chess sheet trembled again.

However, the complexity in that expression made it impossible to distinguish sadness and joy no matter what.

He opened the chess book and looked down. After a long time, he finally laughed. He laughed sarcastically. He laughed for a long time, but it was so funny that tears came out at the back.