I made the villain right.

In the study, the air pressure was a little low.

Shi Jin locked his eyes with Fan Hua and asked, "Ah Yu, I want to know what happened yesterday. I hope you can tell me everything."

When Fan Hua heard this, a trace of pain flashed across his eyes. He slowly spoke: "At that time, I was worried about the mansion, so when I came back from the palace, I went to visit my father-in-law..."

His thoughts drifted back to yesterday.

Fan Hua hurried back and heard that Wei had woken up. The first thing he did was to go see him.

After Fanhua entered the room, he did not see Shi Jin, but only saw Zhilu looking after Shi Wei.

"Where's the lady?" he asked doubtfully.

Zhilu hesitated for a moment, then told the truth: "Madam went to the Beast Forest to pick fairy fruit at 9 o'clock."

When Fan Hua heard this, his brows were filled with worry. There were often wild beasts in the beast forest, and dangers were lurking everywhere. He was very worried about Shi Jin's safety.

Moreover, he had never heard of the existence of fairy fruit in the beast forest.

Shi Wei calmed down and said to Zhilu, "Zhilu, I'm very weak. Go make me a bowl of ginseng soup. Add more ingredients and be careful."

Zhilu agreed and turned to leave the house.

Only Fan Hua and Shi Wei were left in the room. Shi Wei's eyes were filled with sadness and guilt.

His lips trembled: "Ahua, Jin'er went to the Beast Forest to save me. You have to bring her back quickly. Don't let anything happen to her."

After saying that, he pushed Fanhua out.

After Fan Hua glanced at Shi Wei and was about to leave, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing from behind.

Sensing something was wrong, his eyes flashed and he turned around, only to see Shi Wei's eyes were empty, and he was holding a dagger, stabbing at Fan Hua viciously.

Fan Hua reacted quickly and dodged in a hurry.

He then fought with him, and when he restrained the dagger in his hand, he called out to Shi Wei a few times in worry, trying to wake him up.

"Father-in-law, father-in-law, I'm Fan Hua, please wake up."

But it doesn't work at all.

Shi Wei, who was hit by the soul-stealing spell, was stronger than before. He shook his hands hard and broke free from Fan Hua's restraints in an instant.

Fan Hua didn't dare to hurt Shi Wei. His situation was somewhat passive and he could only dodge.

As the two men wrestled, Shi Wei suddenly regained consciousness. He looked at Fan Hua with tears in his eyes, "Ah Yu, I don't want to be turned into this state and hurt my family. Please kill me quickly, please!"

Fan Hua's eyes were red, and his voice was filled with tears: "Father-in-law, how can I do this? Mian Mian has already gone to find fairy fruit for you. There must be a way to save you!"

"There is always a voice in my head telling me to kill people. I can't control my body now. I have already killed my son with my own hands, and I don't want to kill my daughter..." Shi Wei's face was full of pain and despair.

"My days are numbered, why should I let Jin'er risk saving me? If anything happens to her, how will I explain to her dead mother?"

At this time, Wei was already in despair and wanted to die. While Fan Hua was hesitating, he forced Fan Hua's hand on the dagger and, using his last bit of strength, stabbed the dagger into his own chest.

Fan Hua stood there, looking at his father-in-law lying in a pool of blood, his mind going blank.

Just at that moment, Shi Jin happened to come in and saw this scene, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Ayu, Ayu, please continue talking!" Seeing Fanhua in a daze, Shi Jin said anxiously.

When Fan Hua heard the voice, he was suddenly awakened from the abyss of memories.

He opened his mouth, but his throat was so dry that no sound came out, as if he was choked by something.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Mianmian, my father-in-law lost consciousness last night. When I went to see him, he suddenly attacked me."

Fan Hua paused, pain surging in his eyes.

"I fought with him, and he finally regained consciousness for a moment, begging me to grant him death. He said he didn't want to be controlled, and even less wanted to hurt you. He knew very well that his brother's death was caused by him, and his heart was full of self-blame and pain. He also heard that he didn't have much time left, and that you went to the beast forest to save him, and you were worried and troubled by all kinds of things, and you wanted to die. When I was distracted, you put my hand on the dagger..."

Fan Hua didn't dare to continue. His left hand began to tremble unconsciously. When he noticed it, he hid it in his sleeve.

He looked at Shi Jin, his eyes full of guilt and sadness, and said like a child who had made a mistake: "Mianmian, I'm sorry, I couldn't protect my father-in-law."

As Shi Jin listened to Fan Hua's story, his face turned paler, tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably, his lips trembled slightly, but he was unable to speak for a long time.

The thing she was most worried about happened.

My father recovered that painful memory.

He must have been in so much pain and didn't want to drag her down, so he asked for death.

Shi Jin's tears rolled down and she reached out to wipe them away, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

Why not take this opportunity to do something to avoid disaster?

After a moment, she took a break, tried to calm down, and then said, "Ayu, thank you for telling me this, but..."

Her voice choked again. She took a deep breath and continued, "But I can't face you now. Whenever I see you, the scene of my father being killed comes to my mind."

"I'm sorry..." Fan Hua clenched his hands and said softly.

The look in his eyes was complex, with self-blame, guilt, and a bit of grievance.

He lowered his eyes and dared not look into Shi Jin's eyes, for fear of seeing disgust and hatred towards him in her eyes.

"You didn't mean to do that. It's not your fault."

Upon hearing this, Fan Hua suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then he walked forward and hugged her in his arms, wrapping his arms around her tightly, his eyes full of love and care.

At this moment, a trace of pity flashed in Shi Jin's eyes.

Forget it, let's wait until the current crisis is resolved and then continue the story of unrequited love.

After a moment, Shi Jin came out of his arms.

Fan Hua looked at her with some doubt, but saw that her brows were full of alienation, without the intimacy and tenderness of the past. She said solemnly: "Fan Hua, in the next few days, you and I should live separately for a while."

Fan Hua wanted to say something, but suddenly remembered what she said just now that she couldn't face him, so he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and just said, "Okay."

The voice was full of loneliness and helplessness.

After he finished speaking, Shi Jin left the study without saying anything else.

Watching Shi Jin's figure gradually walking away, Fan Hua felt uneasy in his heart, and an indescribable panic surged in his heart.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that she was very far away from him.

Is it because I know that she is a soul from another world that I am so worried and uneasy?

Shi Jin was walking in the yard when he saw a maid hurriedly approaching with a neatly folded red dress.

The maid looked respectful and asked softly, "Princess, this wedding dress was made by the embroidery workshop when the eldest son was alive. It was just made and delivered today. What do you think we should do with it?"

When Shi Jin heard this, a hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes, and he subconsciously reached out and gently touched the bright fabric.

Suddenly she thought of something and a look of loneliness appeared on her face.

It turned out that the eldest brother had someone prepare the wedding dress a long time ago. If nothing unexpected had happened, he and Yiyi would have set a date for the wedding and were happily preparing for the wedding.

Shi Jin sighed, thought for a moment and said, "Give it to me."

After saying this, she took the wedding dress and walked towards the mourning hall with heavy steps.

As he entered the mourning hall, Shi Jin saw Luo Yi kneeling quietly on the mat.

In the past few days, Luo Yi has been staying here almost day and night, just wanting to spend more time with the late Shi Sheng, and no matter how others try to persuade him, it is of no avail.

Shi Jin sat next to her and gently placed the wooden tray containing the wedding dress aside.

Luo Yi subconsciously turned his head, his eyes fell on the wedding dress on the plate, and a hint of doubt quickly flashed across his eyes.

Seeing this, Shi Jin hurriedly explained: "Yiyi, this is the wedding dress that my brother asked someone to make for you. It was just made today. I'm giving it to you now, which can be regarded as returning it to its original owner."

Luo Yi's dim eyes suddenly lit up. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the exquisite patterns on it, and sighed softly, "It's so beautiful."

As she spoke, she looked up at the cold coffin, her nose suddenly sour: "I must look very good in it, it's a pity that you don't have the chance to see it."

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with regret and sadness.

Shi Jin saw that Luo Yi was in a low mood and was worried that she would fall into grief again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Yiyi, do you know what happened to my father after I left Beijing yesterday?"

"Yes, we found that the general had fainted after we returned to the house. Gu'er said that he fainted due to excessive grief..."

Luo Yi responded, his eyes gradually becoming blurred, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that day.

That day, she and Zhilu were looking after Shi Wei in the house.

As soon as Shi Weigang opened his eyes, he felt as if he was gripped by a nightmare. His whole body trembled violently and he stood up subconsciously. Without even bothering to put on his shoes, he staggered out the door.

She and Zhilu looked worried, and after looking at each other, they hurriedly followed.

Along the way, Shi Wei was in a trance, his steps were disorderly, and he didn't know where to go.

There were no white lanterns, white banners or other funeral objects in the mansion, and everything seemed to be as peaceful and normal as ever.

Just when Wei thought that the memory in his mind was a dream, he heard the whispers of two maids coming over.

A maid looked puzzled and lowered her voice and said, "It's really strange. Why did the Crown Prince's wife suddenly order the white lanterns and white banners to be removed? The eldest master has only been gone for two days."

Another maid quickly reached out to cover her mouth, looked around cautiously, and whispered, "How can we know what the master is thinking? Don't talk nonsense in the mansion, or you will get into trouble."

When Shi Wei heard this, his body suddenly stiffened and he stood still.

Luo Yi clearly saw that his eyes instantly turned red as if blood was dripping.

"What have I done!"

Shi Wei let out a painful roar, and then ran towards the mourning hall like a madman.

When Luo Yi and Zhilu arrived, the mourning hall was dead silent, so quiet that it was eerie.

Shi Wei looked at Shi Sheng's coffin lying there alone, and felt his legs go weak.

He walked to the coffin with unsteady steps and trembling hands.

When he saw Shi Sheng's pale face and the scar on his neck that he had caused with his own hands, his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows. Tears instantly burst out and flowed freely down his cheeks.

He stretched out his shaking hand and stroked Shi Sheng's cheek. His lips trembled violently, and his voice was filled with regret and sorrow as he muttered to himself, "Sheng'er, Dad is sorry for you..."

"Dad, damn it..."

His body slowly slid down uncontrollably and he knelt heavily on the ground. His heart-wrenching cries echoed in the empty mourning hall, and every cry was blood-stained.

Zhilu and Luoyi's eyes quickly turned red as they watched Shi Wei being tortured by pain.

Luo Yi was already deeply in pain from losing Shi Sheng. Seeing Shi Wei like this, the wound in his heart that had not yet healed was torn open again.

The sorrow in Luo Yi's eyes became more and more intense. He bit his lower lip tightly and his hands unconsciously grasped the corners of his clothes, his knuckles turning white due to the force.

Luo Yi retracted her gaze and looked up at Shi Jin, only to see that Shi Jin was already in tears with a face full of sadness.