"Miss! Miss! Miss is awake..."
"Quick pass doctor..."
"Inform Madam..."
…
Her eyelids were heavy, and her eyes were blurred, gradually clearing up.
A familiar voice came from beside my ears, panicked and worried.
Knowing that Hongle died in order to protect her from humiliation, she was already ashamed, and the panicked voices around her couldn't make her pay attention.
Her throat hurts and her head feels dizzy. She feels...
still not dead? Why is it not dead yet
She should have gone with him.
She could imagine how beautiful the full moon lantern would be, but she could no longer put it on with him.
Why did she know so late, why...
"Miss, why didn't Miss respond?" Du Juan anxiously twisted the handkerchief in his hand, his eyes were red.
"Doctor, why is this? Miss seems to be in a nightmare."
Doctor Song shook his head and sighed.
"The heat is gradually receding, the young lady is fine, but her heart is stagnant, I'm afraid she has something on her mind, and the heart disease cannot be cured."
Doctor Song shook his head and went out to prescribe prescriptions.
Lin Wanting intended to isolate herself and not listen to the sounds around her, but the lady who made the sound brought her back to her thoughts.
Miss
Why do you call her Miss
"Miss, he is destined to go to the battlefield, why are you so..."
"Madam said earlier that a man cannot be tied to your side, let alone a dragon among men like the Second Prince."
"Miss, a person as powerful as the second prince, he will definitely return safely."
…
Cuckoo's voice gradually turned into crying.
Lin Wanting slowly opened her eyes, looking at Du Juan beside the bed whose eyes were red from crying, and the surrounding furnishings became clearer little by little.
Her eyes widened in shock, and she tried to sit up with her hands propped up.
Du Juan thought she still couldn't think about it, supported her and cried: "Miss, don't be like this..."
Lin Wanting looked at everything familiar and unfamiliar with a look of shock. This was her boudoir when she was not out of the cabinet.
The picture of a beauty hanging on the wall was given to her by Li Hongyuan, and she could see it as soon as she opened the curtain hanging there.
In the past, she cherished everything related to Li Hongyuan, secretly rejoicing countless nights.
Looking at it now, it's like a joke.
"Why am I here...how am I here..." Lin Wanting pushed Du Juan away, tearing the painting off and tearing it in half.
"Miss... Miss, what's wrong with you... This is your lifeblood... Miss..." Although Du Juan was a slave, she grew up with her since she was a child, and loves her like a sister.
Seeing her so crazy now, Du Juan felt the same way.
Lin Wanting tore the painting to shreds in twos and twos, and when she turned around, she saw the letter Li Hongyuan had given her, and tore it off as well.
Most of the things in the room were related to him, Lin Wanting smashed and tore, smashed the flute and qin, and finally took the candle to burn.
She was already weak, and she was doted on by thousands of people. The maidservants in the room did not dare to hurt her and could not stop her.
When Mrs. Lin came in, she saw Lin Wanting's crazy face about to burn down the house, she was angry and distressed, and slapped Lin Wanting anxiously.
"Ting'er, are you crazy?"
Lin Wanting was weak and fell to the ground after being beaten, and the maidservants rushed forward to help her in a panic.
Only then did she recover from the deep-seated hatred and looked around.
The maidservants of the Lin Mansion surrounded her, and Aunt Lin looked at her with distress and self-blame.
Du Juan helped her back to the bed, Lin Wanting looked at all this in disbelief.