Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin went straight back to his mansion, obviously, he also saw the abnormality of the Patriarch of the Song family.I feel it, Song Zhilan, something might have happened.

He immediately asked the old housekeeper in the house.

However, the old butler fell to his knees in front of Liang Lin, weeping uncontrollably.

"Master, don't make things difficult for this old slave."

"I don't know about this, and I don't dare to know about it."

The old butler obviously knew something, but he didn't dare to say it.

This move made Liang Lin even more worried.

He didn't force the old butler to speak anymore, but just waved his hand to make the old butler back down.

Liang Lin was sitting in front of the window, muttering something seriously, after a long while, he seemed to be waiting for something.

"senior."

"It's inconvenient for me to inquire about this matter now. This time, I will trouble you again."

Liang Lin whispered to himself, but got no answer.

It's just that the kingfisher on his right shoulder flapped its wings and flew out of the half-open window.

After some time, the kingfisher came back.

.........

Liang Lin walked on the long path.

On both sides of the path, there are the most elite soldiers of the Song family guarding it.

There is only one dungeon at the end of the path.

Imprisoning the great enemy of the Song family and guarding the prison of the strong enemy of the Song family.

Along the way, all the soldiers saluted Liang Lin.

The current Liang Lin has a high status. Although he is an outsider, he can walk in the Song family without hindrance.

Liang Lin walked into the dungeon, and the cold and humid air covered him. The air was filled with a stench coming from nowhere, which made people want to vomit, plus the screams of someone being tortured...

It's like a hell on earth.

In his mind, he recalled the things Kingfisher said to him after he came back.

"After you set out, Hongyi stood at the gate of Tianshui City, looking into the distance for half a month.

"Until the day when we agreed to get married arrives."

"That day, Song Zhilan's wedding dress was very eye-catching, but it couldn't keep up with her flamboyant appearance at the city gate.

"It's also the day of the wedding, unmarried women, on the day of their marriage, it is necessary to find out whether they are perfect.

"As a result, Song Zhilan's palace guard has been broken, causing commotion in the Song family.

"The Song and Fan families lost all face. The young master of the Fan family retired on the spot. Song Zhilan didn't care about Kunwu's bloodline inheritance so much that the Song family's face was rubbed on the ground."

"After this incident, the Fan family and the Song family turned against each other, and the peace of tens of thousands of years was broken!"
"The Patriarch of the Song family was furious, and asked Song Zhilan who did it, but Song Zhilan didn't say a word no matter what."

"In the future, Song Zhilan will come to Tianshui City Gate. This stop will last for seven months."

"But her belly just kept getting bigger."
"The Patriarch of the Song family was completely enraged and threw Song Zhilan into the dungeon! He also ordered his death. If this matter is revealed, everyone involved will be punished."

"The pride in the heart of the Patriarch of the Song family, the well-behaved and courteous right-hand man, the most talented woman in the history of the Song family, she shouldered countless slanders overnight, and became a heinous person of the Song family and the Kunwu line...

"Although the Patriarch of the Song family did not order her to be killed, he still severed the relationship between father and daughter and imprisoned her in the dungeon. She will be imprisoned in this dark place for the rest of her life."
Liang Lin walked forward in the dungeon.

This sentence kept creating a sense of existence in his mind, like countless daggers, directly piercing his heart.

Song Zhilan lived for the glory of her family all her life, but in the end, she became a sinner of the Song family and was cast aside by everyone.

Liang Lin's heart was filled with grief, endless sorrow.

At a certain moment, he stopped and stood in front of a dungeon.

Looking at the woman in the dungeon through the prison door full of restrictions, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"General, you are back."

The woman in the dungeon seemed to have tears in her eyes and a bleak smile.

Her face was pale, her white clothes were full of stains, leaning against the cold wall, sitting on the damp weeds.

Now that her hair is disheveled, she doesn't look as cold and elegant as she used to be, nor as aloof as she used to be.

Her lower abdomen was swollen, and her expression was no longer the invincible tenacity, nor the high coldness of the past, but a gentle face.

Just a few months.

Goodbye Hongyi, it's like a lifetime away.

Liang Lin felt so pained in his heart that it was difficult to express his current mood clearly with all the words.

"I'll take you away." Liang Lin said in a low voice.

This woman has been living in bondage. She spent the first half of her life for the Song family, and the second half of her life should not be tortured like this in the dungeon.

Nor should I bear that exaggerated stigma alone.

Song Zhilan shook her head slowly: "I am ashamed of the common people and my Song family. As the daughter of the Song family, I have not assumed the responsibility of the Kunwu lineage. It is not bad to stay here."

"The most basic thing is that there is no psychological burden anymore, and I don't have to bear those family responsibilities anymore."

"right now"

She gently stroked her raised belly: "I just want to wait for this little guy to come to this world..."

Liang Lin's heart was moved, and finally he didn't speak any more.

A man and a woman, just like this across the dungeon.

The two just looked at each other, with various emotions in their eyes, but no one spoke again.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

He stared at Song Zhilan inside the prison gate, and at Liang Lin outside the prison gate.

The eyes of the monks were very moved.

"Ugh!"

After a long while, many monks sighed heavily.

All the monks present could see that Song Zhilan shouldered too much. She betrayed the inherent responsibilities of the Kunwu lineage, so it was impossible for her to face the Song family without any grievances.

Also know.

Dijun shoulders all sentient beings behind his back and shoulders the responsibility of saving Xuanrui.

He is destined to be unable to let go of everything and take this woman far away.

But feelings can never be suppressed.

At this moment, the hearts of all the monks felt very dull.

Both of them have shouldered too much, even if they both have feelings in their hearts, in the end, they can't say it out, and they can't face it squarely.

Song Ming's pain in his heart was even more unbearable now.

He never thought that there was such a past between his sister and Brother Liang Lin.

Originally, everything should be borne by him, but my sister has borne everything for him!
Even though my elder sister has shouldered so much and shouldered so much, in the end, she couldn't even really express a deep feeling in her heart to seek a satisfactory result.

Song Ming burst into tears, all he could hear was his sobbing.

The elder sister who looked noble and elegant in the past, who was as cold as ice, now made him feel even more distressed.

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