Jun Jiuling

There was a moment of silence in front of the house.

Miss Jun didn't want them to see her tears.

She was not afraid that she would be ashamed when she cried, but she was worried about the three people in front of her.

She has been with Master all the time, and she is very sad when Master died, but at least she has no regrets to be able to send him to his death, and for these old friends who have been waiting and looking forward to, knowing that Liren will never come back and see them again, It was brutal.

She lowered her head and squeezed her eyes hard, holding back her tears.

"Can I meet Niuniu?" She raised her head and said, smiling again, "Maybe I really misidentified the person."

The woman was still grim.

"No need..." she said.

"Sister-in-law." Yang Jing and Xia Yong shouted eagerly.

The door was opened at this moment, and the four of them were startled, looking at the girl standing at the door.

The girl was still timid, clutching the door tightly, as if this was the only way to support her standing here.

"You, you..." Her voice trembled, she didn't know what to say, she stretched out her hand suddenly and pulled off the covering on her face.

The four people outside the door were startled again.

This girl never hides from people, let alone take off the cover on her face in front of people, even the doctor can't see it, which is why she reacted so badly when she heard the doctor came.

Unexpectedly, he dared to take the initiative to stand up and lifted his mask.

The expressions of Yang Jing and the others were complicated. Of course, it was not because Miss Jun was a genius doctor.

The reason why this girl did this was because of what Miss Jun said.

"Your father asked me to treat you."

For so many years, a girl who has lived in isolation from the world and never seen anyone, ran out and took off the cover because of this sentence, which shows how much she is looking forward to in her heart.

The woman's calm expression also became sour. Just as she was about to step forward to hug her daughter, Miss Jun had already stepped forward.

"You." She also spoke, and did not say the rest.

Her eyes fell on the girl's face, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

The shock was not because I finally saw the person in the portrait in the master's handbook, in fact, this girl was not at all, or, even though the cover was taken off, Miss Jun still couldn't see her face clearly.

There are two chrysanthemums blooming on the left and right cheeks of this girl. The chrysanthemums are beautiful, but the red chrysanthemums are not beautiful when they grow on the skin. The bloody skin and flesh are twisted like earthworms crawling over the face, ugly and terrible.

how so?

This is not at all what Master described.

"No, no." Miss Jun couldn't help shaking her head and said.

no?

Seeing her shaking her head and hearing her words, everyone present was startled.

what's not? Isn't that who she was looking for? Is it really a mistake?

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, Xia Yong's heart sank.

"It's not the person you're looking for, Miss Jun." The woman said, although her voice was calm, there was still a flash of sadness in her eyes, and she stepped forward to put her arms around her daughter's shoulders.

"No, no." Miss Jun shook her head and said.

Sure enough not.

Yang Jing and Xia Yong looked downcast.

The girl's accumulated strength was completely exhausted after hearing this sentence. She covered her face with her hands and was about to scream, but someone was faster than her.

Miss Jun covered her face and began to cry. She seemed unable to stand up, so she staggered a few steps and squatted down.

"It's this, is it this?" She kept crying.

Is it because of this that Master said that not all diseases in the world can be cured?

Is it because of this that the master took her to search for medicinal materials and prescriptions across the mountains and mountains?

Is it because of this that Master left a page full of anxiety and despair in the notebook?

The kind of despair that everyone says you are a miracle doctor, but you can't even cure your own daughter?

Is it because of this that Master lost his life for a herb?

It was because of this that he wasted away and never came back until he died.

Who is sad and who is pitiful in this world, who is not sad and who is not pitiful in this world.

Miss Jun squatted on the ground covering her face and crying loudly.

Seeing her like this, Xia Yong and the others couldn't care less about being disappointed. The crying was so sad to see, the girl forgot to cry, she covered her face and stared blankly at her. Miss Jun on the ground.

Maybe it's because she found out that she wasn't the person she was looking for.

"I'm so disappointed, so I'm so sad." The woman said with a slight sigh, with a bit of disappointment, "This feeling is really uncomfortable."

She looked aside again, Lei Zhonglian and the two guards were standing there blankly.

"I didn't bring a girl." She sighed again.

It's good for a girl to come up to comfort them, these male attendants really can't be counted on.

The woman looked at her daughter, patted her on the shoulder, and walked away. The girl didn't cry or fail to stand, but stood still holding the door in a daze.

She always cried by herself, and rarely saw other people cry. At this moment, she knew for the first time that there were people in this world who cried more sadly than herself.

The woman stood beside Miss Jun, leaned over and patted her shoulder.

"Miss Jun, don't be sad..." She persuaded softly.

Before she finished speaking, Miss Jun raised her head, crying and shaking her head.

"No, I'm not sad, I'm happy," she cried.

This, I really didn't see it.

The woman froze.

"Miss Jun, although I didn't find it this time..." she continued.

Miss Jun had already grabbed her hand, stood up, wiped away her tears with her hands indiscriminately, and bowed to the woman.

"Jiu Ling, I met my teacher's wife." She said with a sob.

Teacher?

The woman froze for a moment, and Yang Jing and Xia Yong also looked at each other.

"So, brother Zhao is someone you know?" Xia Yong said.

"Although he didn't tell me his name is Zhao Zhiyi, I can be sure that he is the Zhao Zhiyi you mentioned." Miss Jun said.

Yang Jingxia Yong was pleasantly surprised again.

"Is that the person you mentioned, asking you to come here to find us?" The woman spoke first again and asked calmly.

"It must be, otherwise Miss Jun would..." Xia Yong said excitedly.

The woman didn't look at him, but at Miss Jun.

In fact, of course not, Miss Jun shook her head at her.

Xia Yong was stunned.

"It's a coincidence that I came here." Miss Jun said, with tears in her eyes again, "Now it seems that it's God's will, Master asked me to come, I said why I always wanted to go this way..."

The woman was not excited by God's will, and her expression became more and more calm.

"That is to say, you never knew about our place?" she said, "Your master didn't mention this place to you either?"

I didn't mention it when I was alive. If I didn't take out the notebook again, I probably wouldn't have known it in this life.

It's kind of cruel to say this.

"Master, there is something else about my relationship with Master." Miss Jun said after some consideration. After all, she is the princess, and Master has never regarded her as a real apprentice. It is normal not to tell her about some things, " But Master has always cared about you, although he didn't tell me, but he wrote it down."

While she was talking, she was busy looking for the medicine box. Lei Zhonglian stepped forward to hand over the medicine box and watched as Miss Jun opened it and took out the letter.

"Master, look, this is the handwriting left by Master." She said, looking at Yang Jing and Xia Yong, "Uncle Yang and Chief Xia are all painted in it, so I recognized them at a glance."

Really? It turned out that this was the reason why the girl only asked their two names and saluted them solemnly.

Yang Jing and Xia Yong looked even more excited.

"Brother painted us?" Xia Yong said, his voice choked up, "Brother is very good at drawing."

Yang Jing didn't show his emotions like he did, he just looked at the woman.

"Sister-in-law." He said, "Come and see, isn't it?"

Miss Jun held the letter in both hands and handed it to the woman, looking at her excitedly.

The woman's expression was still calm, looking at the old and thick letter handed over.

"No." She said, stretching out her hand to push the letter back, "I said that Zhao Zhiyi is dead, and he is not alone with your master, you should look elsewhere."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the door of the house, grabbed the girl who was still standing there, and went in, and the door was also closed.

"Brother Yang, you guys see off the guests."

Miss Jun froze in place holding the letter.

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Thanks to Winjill, Jianla, Bingyi from the south and Choi (\u003e^ω^\u003c)

Thank you for your company for another month, and I will trouble you next month, thank you.