OBS Chapter 1131: The Pigeon Just Arrived in Beijing
Chapter 1131: The Pigeon Just Arrived in Beijing
There was a single lamp lit in the tent, the light was dim, making her shadow on the tent wall look long and lonely.
Lin Wan did not take off her cloak, but simply untied the straps, allowing the thick lotus-colored fabric to slide off her shoulders, revealing the plain dress underneath.
She slowly sat down on the low couch covered with a simple felt blanket, her back straight, but revealing an indescribable loneliness.
Yuntao carefully brought a cup of freshly brewed hot tea, and the hot steam rose in the cold air.
She gently placed the teacup on the small table next to Lin Wan, and her eyes fell on Lin Wan's face with concern.
The young lady has been like this ever since she came back from the horse feed pile. Her eyes are a little straight, as if her soul has left her body.
Those eyes, which were usually gentle, now only contained bottomless confusion and a silence that frightened Yun Tao.
Are you sad?
During these years when the young lady married into the Duke Dingguo's Mansion, outsiders seemed to be enjoying a glorious life, but only those who served her closely knew the pain she was going through.
The indifference of her husband, the difficulties of her mother-in-law, and the position of the heir of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion that was always vacant...
But at this moment, the expression on the young lady's face seemed to be more than just sadness.
Is it hate?
Hate the young master's indifference and Shen Nanqiao's shamelessness?
The tent was silent except for the occasional crackling of the burning wick and the never-ending sound of the wind outside.
Time passed little by little, until the steam from the cup of hot tea became thinner, Lin Wan's gaze finally moved slightly, slowly focusing on the flickering candlelight.
She stretched out her hand very slowly, and her fingertips touched the warm wall of the cup, but she did not pick it up to drink.
"...Yun Tao."
Lin Wan's voice sounded, very dry.
Yun Tao immediately took a step forward and asked cautiously in a very low voice, "Young Madam?"
Lin Wan's gaze was still on the candlelight, the jumping flames flickering in her bottomless pupils.
After a moment of silence, she spoke again, her voice so low that it almost blended into the wind: "You said... Is what Luluo said true?"
Yun Tao's heart sank suddenly.
It turns out it’s because of this!
Looking at Lin Wan's pale face, Yun Tao carefully considered her words and whispered, "From what I saw... the girl was so frightened that she burst into tears and swore... she didn't look like she would dare to lie."
"Besides, if there is no evidence for such a heart-breaking thing, how dare a servant like her slander her master out of thin air?"
Lin Wan's fingertips unconsciously rubbed the warm wall of the cup. The force was very light, but it brought a sense of tightness.
How could she not understand what Yun Tao understood? She just didn't want to believe it.
Lin Wan closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, the confusion and pain that were surging in her deep eyes were finally replaced by clarity.
“…She doesn’t dare.”
Lin Wan's voice was very soft, but firm: "You are right, Luluo doesn't have the courage, nor the need, to make up a lie that is enough to kill her ten thousand times."
The inexplicable disappearance of Doctor Liu from the Mountain Resort.
The missing child mentioned by Luluo...
These fragments were finally pieced together to form a bloody truth.
A huge sense of shame and pain suddenly rushed into Lin Wan's heart, causing her chest to suffocate and ache...
I don’t know whether I feel more sad or hateful.
Yun Tao looked at Lin Wan's instantly tense jawline and slightly trembling shoulders, and her heart tightened. But she didn't dare to persuade her anymore, and could only stand aside silently.
Lin Wan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
When she looked up at Yun Tao again, the last trace of weakness and pain in her eyes had been completely crushed.
"Abandon the dark and join the light..."
Lin Wan's voice was filled with a hint of relief: "This is the right path to take!"
Yun Tao asked nervously, "Young Madam, what should we do next?"
Lin Wan slowly raised her eyes, her voice was very soft, but every word was clear: "Find an opportunity to tell Concubine Chen everything."
"She has been able to make it to this day in the harem, and has won the emperor's heart. She can turn her hand to make clouds and rain... How can she be a kind-hearted bodhisattva who saves all living beings?"
The dim candlelight danced in Lin Wan's bottomless eyes, but it did not reflect any warmth, only a clear understanding: "The ship of Duke Dingguo's Mansion is about to sink. My husband... is digging his own grave!"
"If I want to get out of this turmoil unscathed, and even...find a way out for the Lin family, I must offer enough value to satisfy the Imperial Concubine Chen."
Yun Tao nodded and said, "I understand."
Lin Wan lowered her voice, with a barely perceptible sense of relief: "Fortunately, when we first met, I had already agreed on a special method of communication with Concubine Chen."
Yun Tao immediately understood what Lin Wan meant, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes: "Young Madam is very far-sighted!"
"Then I will go now..."
Lin Wan raised her hand to stop her from talking: "No hurry."
"Every step needs to be taken with caution, and you need to wait for the right moment before you take a step further."
She tilted her head slightly and instructed, "Tomorrow, find an excuse to go to the west corner where the sundries are stored. Put the promised token in the old place."
Lin Wan was vague in her words, but Yun Tao understood immediately, knowing that it referred to the specific location and method of delivering messages to the people around Concubine Chen.
"Yes, Madam, don't worry."
Yun Tao agreed solemnly.
Lin Wan said no more words, but just sat there quietly, with her back straight, like a lonely plum blossom in the wind and snow.
The wind outside the tent was howling, blowing up grass leaves and dust, and beating against the tent.
The night in the paddock in late autumn was bitterly cold and filled with murderous intent.
And she has chosen the only possible way out for herself and her family.
……
The morning light is dim.
The chill of late autumn seeped into the tent wrapped in frost on the grass leaves.
Fuqiu walked in quietly, lifting the curtain, holding in her hand a snow-white pigeon with a small copper tube tied to its feet.
She walked to the side of Shen Zhinian who was dressing up and whispered, "Madam, a pigeon just arrived from the capital. They have investigated more deeply about the things that happened to the eldest lady in the Summer Resort."
Shen Zhinian glanced at Fuqiu in the mirror and signaled Handan to stop pinning her hair.
She took the note handed to her by Fuqiu, unfolded it, and quickly scanned the secret report written in tiny calligraphy on it.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Handan came closer out of curiosity and saw the contents of the note clearly. Her mouth immediately opened in surprise: "Miss...had a miscarriage?!"
"And you still say it was you, Madam Queen, who did it?!"
Her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and her face was full of incredible absurdity: "This...what the hell is going on!"
"Your Highness, you have long been too lazy to care about her. How can she blame you for the loss of her child? This is too..."