Inlaid With Jade - Chapter 92

Chapter 92
Must think about him every day

Lin Jing followed Uncle Chen and passed the lake in the courtyard of Li Mansion. Before he saw Lin Yu, he heard a familiar dog barking in the courtyard.

Lin Yu moved a chair in the courtyard and sat under the plum tree. She was quietly doing embroidery with her head down. The long needle moved on the plain white silk. She looked like she was sewing clothes.

Third Brother, with black fur, was lying at Lin Yu’s feet. It had been barking with full energy before, but now that it saw Lin Jing enter the courtyard, it drooped its sleepy eyes and weakly hummed a few times at him.

After Uncle Chen took Lin Jing to the back, he left. Zelan and Wenzhu were not there either. There was only the brother and sister in the vast courtyard. Lin Yu smiled at Lin Jing: “Why are you here, Brother?”

Her eyebrows were curved, and she didn’t look worried about Li Heming, who was in prison with his life uncertain. Seeing this, Lin Jing was unsure whether she knew about Li Heming’s imprisonment.

It would be best if she didn’t know so as not to be sad.

Lin Jing was anxious and flustered like a young boy in front of Lin Zhengqing, but he could act calmly as a brother in front of Lin Yu.

“Nothing. I just came to see you.” Lin Jing sat down next to Lin Yu, stretched out his hand to scratch Third Brother’s head, and said casually: “No wonder I said why I didn’t see it at home yesterday. It runs to you.”

Lin Yu saw Third Brother leisurely wagging its tail, and she said softly, “It ran here the night before yesterday and roared at the mansion’s gate in the middle of the night. Fortunately, the gatekeeper recognized it and let it in.”

Lin Jing nodded: “It is smart. Your sister-in-law entered the palace, and no one gives it special treatment, but it knows to run to you.”

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Yu’s expression. He had not noticed it from a distance just now, but now that he saw it up close, he realized that her face was haggard and her lips were pale. He frowned and asked, “Why do you look so bad?”

Lin Yu rubbed her forehead: “I accidentally got caught in the cold wind last night and didn’t sleep well. My head feels heavy, but it’s nothing serious.”

Lin Jing was worried: “Have you asked the doctor to check you?”

“Yes, and he said it’s nothing serious, and I should rest well.”

The two chatted about family matters as if everything was fine. However, the calmer Lin Yu acted, the more uneasy Lin Jing felt. He pointed to the plain white undershirt that Lin Yu had sewn in her hands and asked tentatively, “Is this for Li Heming?”

Lin Yu paused and said, “Um” softly, “It’s hard in prison, so I make a few clothes for him to change into.”

Lin Jing was startled, but Lin Yu didn’t look at him. She lowered her eyes and whispered while sewing: “I know what Brother wants to say, but he has anticipated what is happening now and told me to deal with it slowly. Brother, don’t worry about me.”

Li Heming was in trouble, Lin Yu was alone, and as a brother, how could Lin Jing not worry? He said, “You are a woman. You’re neither an official in the court nor asking my father and me for help. How can you deal with it?”

Lin Yu blinked gently, and after a long time, she replied: “… He told me not to do anything.”

Lin Yu remembered that the sun was as bright as it is now. After He San left, Li Heming lay in her rocking chair, holding her hand, sitting with her in the sun with his eyes closed for a long time, and then suddenly told her the real reason why his father died in the war without any warning.

Lin Yu was still holding the candied haws he bought for her then. When she suddenly heard him talk about these secrets that no one knew, she was shocked and didn’t know how to react.

Li Heming climbed up from a small flag officer to the position of the Northern Leader by stepping on the corpses of court officials, becoming the Emperor’s sharp blade that everyone envied and feared. He had gone through the bloody road to obtain power, but what was strange was that he had been doing his job as the Northern Leader without any ambition.

There were only two types of officials in the court: Luo Daozhang, who served as officials for power and wealth, and Lin Jing, who served as officials for the common people. However, Li Heming was not a person who clung to the powerful, and he had no righteousness in his heart, so it was hard to guess what he wanted.

Therefore, when Li Heming calmly said he wanted Zhu Ming to die, Lin Yu felt a sudden enlightenment, but then came a wave of fear.

Zhu Ming was a prince who may become the crown prince or the Emperor. How could Li Heming take his life? However, Li Heming has not told Lin Yu in detail about these.

At the moment, Lin Yu did not tell Lin Jing about the cause of Li Yunqi’s death or Li Heming’s plan; she only said, “He told me that he was going to do something dangerous. He also expected that he would go to jail and told me not to do anything. He also told me to miss him but not to hate him for this.”

She slowly put down the needle and thread in her hand when she said this. Her eyes reddened as if she could not hold it back any longer, and she spoke aggrievedly: “He arranged everything properly, but still made me feel uneasy.”

Lin Yu looked up at Lin Jing, holding back tears, and asked him, ” Brother, will he suffer in there?”

If one enters the imperial prison of the Northern Office, one will lose a layer of skin. How can he say that he will not suffer? But Lin Jing would never tell Lin Yu this. He hugged her, patted her back gently like when they were children, and comforted her: “No, Li Heming is the Northern Leader, and the imperial prison is under his control. Now that the charges are still undetermined, those people will weigh the severity of the crime.”

Lin Jing tried his best to comfort her, but he didn’t expect to hear Lin Yu in his arms sobbing: “But Li Heming said that he would be punished, and it would not be easy in there and that I must think about him every day…”