The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

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Just three days after returning to Ye Country, Hua Yi Nong brought a new message.

"Shen Zhiyu...he died."

At that time, Yun Ci was taking Dongtang Chi You, sitting at the table for breakfast.

Su Mi on the opposite side suddenly raised his head and looked at Yunci first.

Yun Ci paused with his chopsticks, turned his head stiffly, and looked at the flowers standing at the dining table.

Hua Yinong continued, her voice a little choked: "The body was found in Xia Beiqin's room. When he died, he was holding Xia Beiqin's ashes, and he was still holding a piece of paper in his hand."

Yun Ci suddenly fell into silence, staying in a daze, lost his reaction, and lost his expression. After a long time, he seemed to have recovered from the news, moved his lips, and made a hoarse voice from his throat.

"What did you write."

Huayi concentrated the first two steps and handed the note to Yunci.

Yunci took it, slowly opened the note, and saw a sentence written in beautiful handwriting on the paper.

——Please bury me and Bei Qin together.

Only this sentence, nothing else.

He left it to everyone, to the world, with only such a word.

Upon receiving this news, Yun Ci didn't even feel any surprise in his heart.

In fact, at Xia Beiqing's funeral, seeing his overly calm performance, Yun Ci seemed to have a hunch that he would do it.

He and Xia Beiqing had long been tightly bound together, no one could lose anyone, even if it was life or death, they could not be separated.

Perhaps, as early as the moment Xia Beiqin died, Shen Zhiyu had already made a decision.

But Shen Zhiyu still held back, until Xia Beiqing's funeral was handled, he could finally follow him.

Perhaps in another world, they are finally together, and they can finally be together forever, never to be separated again.

Flowery looked at Yun Ci, unable to guess what she was thinking. She was entangled in asking whether to ask, but when she saw Yun Ci suddenly stood up, grabbed Dongtang's Chi You's hand, left his seat, and walked to the second floor.

Bo Zou took the note from the side, opened it slowly, and placed it in front of Jun Xianrong.

Jun Xianrong tried to lift his eyelids, lifted his head, and looked at the words on the note with his muddy eyes. After a while, he suddenly closed his eyes, put his head down, and made a faint sound from his mouth.

"Forget it...forget it, then... do it like this..."

He compromised.

Before death, I have been reluctant to let them go together. After death, let them be buried together.

Yunci left the ward, and a call suddenly came from behind him on the corridor.

"Miss Yunci."

Turning his head to see, Bo Zou was standing behind, he was leaning on the wall with his hands and bowed down. Actually, his situation was not much better than Jun Xianrong.

He had seen Xia Beiqing grow up, how could he be indifferent when he learned the news of Xia Beiqing's death?

At this moment, he was looking at Yunci with a trembling voice: "Miss Yunci, has Master Bei Qing been in pain all the time?"

Yunci was silent and didn't know how to answer.

There was a look of pleading in Zou Bo's eyes, and he asked, "Is this the only way to liberate Young Master BeiQing? From then on, there will be no more pain?"

Yunci nodded slightly.

Uncle Zou held his heart, his hands trembling uncontrollably, his lips curled slightly, his eyes were also wet, and his mouth murmured: "As long as BeiQing doesn't suffer anymore..."

After a while, he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye with the back of his hand, looked at Yun Ci again, and asked, "Is Che Ye's situation okay?"

Yunci shook his head: "Not good."