The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Lin Jingyao clasped his hands behind his back and said, "What's the problem with what you know and what I know?"

"Should we send a letter to the master, mistress and the He family about the young lady's death after falling off the cliff?" Awang asked again.

Lin Jingyao shook his head, "Not for now."

Awang's face was filled with sympathy. "You put the county lady's jade pendant on the young lady, dressed her up like the county lady, and even disfigured her face. Doesn't this mean the young lady won't even be able to have a proper funeral?"

Lin Jingyao's face looked a little cold.

"If she hadn't harbored evil intentions, how could she have ended up like this?"

"Now that she's gone, let her play her final role. When the Xu family learns of Tang'er's death, Xu Qingye will surely find his second spring in a prosperous place like the capital. By then, given Tang'er's proud nature, she probably won't return to him."

Awang pursed his lips.

I wanted to say that he had already married the prefect's daughter, so why bother.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

"Then, sir, when do you plan to leave for the capital? There's only a month left before the imperial examination, so we have to go there in advance to make arrangements."

Lin Jingyao thought about it.

"We'll set off in half a month. I'll go to the capital alone. You stay here to take care of Tang'er. She's a weak woman and can't protect herself. I'm worried she'll be bullied in my absence. I'll return here after the imperial examination is over, by mid-May at the latest."

By then, she should be about to give birth.

After she gave birth safely, he would return to the Lin family.

Awang frowned.

"Can you do it alone, sir?"

He has been following the young master since he was ten years old, which has been more than ten years. The two have never been separated, and the young master has become accustomed to him taking care of his daily life.

Lin Jingyao patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry. After we leave here, I'll go to the pawnshop and buy someone to live with. You can just stay here and take care of Tang'er. To me, her safety is more important than anything else."

After saying that, he walked out of the yard.

Awang hurried to catch up with him.

"Sir, the county lady is already married and pregnant with his child. You have also married the prefect's daughter. Why do you still want to force her to stay here?"

Lin Jingyao paused, and his whole aura turned cold.

"As long as she is willing, I can treat her child as my own. There is no need to say more about this matter."

After saying that, he left the yard.

Awang shook his head helplessly.

The master had already spoken, so he couldn't say anything more.

……

After Song Yuntang lay in the room for a quarter of an hour, she heard the door creak again. A middle-aged woman came into the room carrying a tray and looked at her with a smile.

"Is the girl awake? I made some rice porridge, would you like to have some?"

"it is good."

Song Yuntang supported himself with his right arm and sat up. Just as he was reaching out to touch the vague shadow, he saw another figure enter the room and take the bowl of porridge from the woman's hand.

"Your arm is injured and it's inconvenient for you, can I feed you?"

Seeing this, Luo Shi, who was standing by, was filled with envy.

"Girl, your husband is so considerate. He even feeds you porridge."

It was she who changed the clothes for this girl yesterday. This girl had a lot of good things on her. It was obvious that she was not from an ordinary family.

The same goes for the young man next to him.

I was really nervous about her at that time.

"Auntie, you misunderstood. Brother Jing is not my husband. I fell off a cliff and he saved me." She said, holding out her hand. "Although my left hand is injured, my right hand is fine. Brother Jing, please give me the bowl of porridge to avoid misunderstandings."

Lin Jingyao tightened his grip on the bowl of porridge, but finally handed it to her.

Song Yuntang took the bowl of porridge and drank it in a few gulps from the bowl without using a spoon.

She handed the bowl back to Roche.

"Thank you, Auntie."

"You're welcome. Have a good rest, young lady. I'll go back first." After saying that, he carried the tray out of the house.

Lin Jingyao looked at Song Yuntang lying on the bed, not knowing what to say to her.

"I'm in the yard, call me if you need anything."

Song Yuntang looked in the direction of the voice and said, "Wait a minute."

Lin Jingyao took a few steps and looked back at her, "Miss, is there anything else?"

"When Brother Jing rescued me yesterday, did you see another woman nearby?" Song Yuntang asked.

After all, she was his biological sister. Now that she is gone, Lin Jingyao still feels a little regretful in his heart.

In order to avoid unnecessary complications, he did not admit it.

"I haven't seen it. Do you need to go look for it?"

Song Yuntang shook his head and said indifferently, "If she had never seen it, then she had never seen it. Death is the end of it. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have fallen off the cliff."

Lin Jingyao nodded, turned and left.

It has been raining since the New Year. If the rain had not stopped and the water had not receded recently, he would not have happened to set off for the capital yesterday.

If he hadn't thought it was strange that Zhao Zhao got off the carriage some distance away from Yingshan City yesterday, and asked the coachman to go back to check the situation, and happened to see the two people falling off the cliff, it would be hard to say whether Song Yuntang is dead or alive now.

He also didn't expect that Zhao Zhao would do such a cruel thing.

……

Xia Ning came to the foot of the cliff to look for Song Yuntang. He went downstream along the river and searched the area within a radius of twenty or thirty miles, even the nearby villages.

She went back and forth three times to find the river.

After searching in the mountains for twenty days, his shoes were worn out, so he made some straw sandals and continued searching. When he found the missing person, he looked like a wild man, with bloodshot eyes.

Time passed day by day, but she still found nothing. She thought that her master might have been washed away by the flood.

She couldn't find it by herself, so she went back home.

She had to find someone to help her look for it.

Nian'er was shocked when she saw Xia Ning.

"Sister Xia Ning, where have you been these days? Where's my cousin's wife? My second uncle and aunt haven't seen her for many days and are so worried."

Xia Ning hesitantly took out the agate hairpin that Song Yuntang had dropped on the cliff from her arms.

"Nian'er, I can't find my master."

"What!" Nian'er was in disbelief, her voice trembling. "Sister Xia Ning, you are kidding me, right? How is it possible that you can't find my cousin's wife? Go and tell her that I have taken care of everything at the clinic for her. She doesn't need to worry about it anymore. She can slack off if she wants. I already know everything she taught me before."

As he spoke, tears began to fall.

Xia Ning shook his head.

"I also really want this to be a joke."

After all, the master is pregnant with a little master.

Nian'er's eyes were red. "Have you told your second uncle and aunt about this? Cousin Wencheng just came home from taking the martial arts exam yesterday, and the whole family is waiting to reunite with his cousin and his wife."