Chapter 119 Widowhood

"Are you going to be included in the Spring and Autumn roster?"

The one-armed woman asked softly.

"That's right. Wait a few days until the new head of the East Factory arrives. That will be the time."

When Chen Yi returned home, he did not go into the hall first, but turned the corner to the guest room and told Zhou Yitong what had happened not long ago.

After returning from the underground palace, Zhou Yitang stayed in his home temporarily to recuperate.

Zhou Yitang hesitated for a moment and said:
"I know you are poisoned. I wanted you to kill the three corpses and then come to the hall to ask for the person, but..."

Chen Yi smiled and added for her:
"It's just that you didn't expect that you couldn't kill my three corpses, and now that my realm has dropped drastically, it's not easy to ask for it."

Now Zhou Yitong is still recovering from his injuries, making up for the double trauma of body and soul caused by breaking the magic sword. His current realm is only equivalent to the fourth grade. Even after he recuperates his mind and longevity, he will be around the third grade, barely the second grade.

"good."

Zhou Yitang nodded and said,

"But the poison on your body..."

She stopped talking here.

Chen Yi looked at her slightly pale face, feeling a little sad, and said:

"I have my own way. You just stay here and take good care of your injuries. Besides, you are only a fourth-rank official now, at most a third-rank official. Even if you go to the palace to ask for an explanation from me, you may not be able to get one.

Rather than revealing the truth about your drastic drop in realm, it would be better for you to never make a move, and use the title of the ninth in the world as my backer, so that the Queen Mother will be cautious. "

Queen An just woke up not long ago, and not many people knew about Zhou Yitong's fall in realm. Even those with excellent eyesight could only guess that she had suffered some minor injuries as long as they didn't fight.

"It's fine if you transfer."

The one-armed woman said,
"You can practice the living sword again."

Chen Yi has always known that his master never likes him to kill people.

"Okay, but I don't know where I'll be transferred to."

Chen Yi thought about it and replied.

When Zhou Yitang heard this, she was silent for a while. After a moment, she remembered something and said:
"I'm going out tomorrow."

Chen Yi was stunned. Wasn't she the type to just go out whenever she wanted? Why did she mention it to him specifically?

Even though Zhou Yitang's current realm has dropped drastically, she is still the Sword Armor of Yinjian Mountain after all. If she wants to leave, the three of them can't stop her.

The one-armed woman noticed his confusion, turned her head away, and wanted to say something more, but she couldn't find the words, so she gave up.

"Oh, okay. Who are you meeting?"

Chen Yi asked.

"Your senior sister."

Zhou Yitang said:

"I met her several times after I came back, and there were some things I hadn't explained to her yet, so she was inevitably confused."

After hearing this, Chen Yi's thoughts began to wander, and he asked with a smile:
"Are you hiding it from her as before?"

I remembered that in my previous life, when I broke my master's sword, I took advantage of the time when Lu Ying was traveling far away in search of the truth. Then I took my master, whose martial arts and Taoism were sealed, and traveled around the world.

When she returned to Cangwu Peak of Yinjian Mountain, Lu Ying had also returned. She knew nothing and thought that the master and disciples at Cangwu Peak were as harmonious as before.

For her, Zhou Yitang pleaded humbly, which was rare for her, that no matter what, she must do everything possible to hide it from Lu Ying.

On Yinjian Mountain, where Lu Ying could see, the master was still the master, the apprentice fellow was still the apprentice fellow, the sheng and chimes were the same, the master was strict and the apprentice was respectful. But in the place she couldn't see, there was a heinous act of treason, betrayal of the master and destruction of the ancestors.

"Master, how long can this be kept secret?"

Chen Yi asked with a smile.

"lifetime."

Her tone was matter of course. Chen Yi understood that Lu Ying had been enrolled in Cangwu Peak of Yinjian Mountain since she was a child, and had always regarded her master as her mother, so Zhou Yitang wanted to hide it from her. If she knew that her beloved master mother was treated like this, and was bullied openly and secretly, she would be so upset that she would be devastated.

A husband cheating on his wife and a widow cheating on her children have been common sense since ancient times.

Seeing that Chen Yi didn't reply for a while, the one-armed woman's eyes became murderous, staring at him and asked:

"You don't agree? Do you really have to humiliate your master like this?"

Chen Yi shook his head and laughed:
"Of course I agree, but I feel a little sorry for my senior sister. I kept it a secret from her, and you kept it a secret from her, which makes her look like a..."

Chen Yi stopped talking and didn't continue.

Zhou Yitang's ears had already turned red, and she turned her face away calmly.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried horse hooves in the courtyard.

When Chen Yi walked out of the guest room, he saw Min Ning's anxious face. Something must have happened in the East Factory.

He hurried to the door, and after listening, Chen Yi's face instantly turned gloomy, and then he followed Min Ning and hurried to the West Factory.

Zhou Yitang was about to close the door when she saw a petite figure walking towards her. She seemed to be looking for her, but when she saw Chen Yi there, she hid and went back.

At this moment, Yin Tingxue came to the door of the guest room, holding a copy of "Purple Medicine Pill Mirror" in her hand, which was the one that Chen Yi had knocked off Yin Weiying.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Yitang asked.

Yin Tingxue pushed the book in her hand forward.
"Master Zhou, can you teach me how to make pills?"

"What pill?"

Zhou Yitang frowned in confusion.

Yin Tingxue has not yet become a monk, let alone practiced cultivation, so why should she take external elixirs? Using medicine indiscriminately will do harm rather than good to anyone.

The little fox hesitated for a while, then said in a small voice:
"Avoid, avoid the child pill."

..............................

A faint bright light descended on the capital city along with the crowing of a rooster. Lin Wanhang stared blankly out the window, and before he knew it, the silver needle in his hand pierced his fingertips.

A drop of blood flowed out, and she woke up as if from a dream. It turned out that it had been four days since she came back from the underground palace.

Lin Wanheng did not return to the Lin Mansion. The Lin Mansion had been sealed before the empress dowager returned to the palace. She had nowhere to go and could only return to her parents' home alone. She entered through a small door and waited at the door for nearly an hour before someone opened the door for her.

After returning home, she only met her eldest mother and the eldest brother from the main house. Everyone else avoided her. She returned to her own house and waited for nearly a whole night before a maid came to serve her.

The Lin Party fell, and she, who had married into the Lin family, was like a plague god.

A few years ago, when she had her wedding banquet, she leaned against the big tree in the Lin Mansion and invited guests from all over the world. She was so majestic. But now that the tree has fallen and the monkeys have scattered, her family members actually hope that she is a concubine who has severed ties with the family.

Lin Wanheng said nothing about it. She just quietly changed into a plain white mourning dress and called the maid to bring needle and thread. It was almost winter now, and the drizzle was falling. It was freezing cold. In this large courtyard, she was only wearing mourning clothes and shivered from time to time, but she didn't say a word.

Finally, Xiuhe, the maid who had known the young lady since childhood but had not gone with her to the Lin Mansion, could no longer stand it. She took the initiative to go to other rooms to ask for warm clothes. In the end, she not only returned empty-handed, but also had a red mark from a slap on her face.

"Madam, those people bullied you!"

Xiuhe knelt on the ground, hugged Lin Wanlang's legs and cried.

Lin Wanheng just sighed.
"It's good enough that they can keep me back."

As she said this, she suddenly thought of the sound of the knife cutting the throat in the underground palace. Her hands went numb and the silver needle fell to the ground.

Lin Wanhang felt inexplicably dizzy.

The memories of Chen Yi haunted her even outside of nightmares.

Life as a widow is not easy...

There will be another update in the evening.

Let me say here that the pace of the first chapter is a bit fast, mainly because the temple part is not easy to write, and it may not be written well, so I want to cut the Gordian knot and change direction, so I skipped some content.

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(End of this chapter)

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