"Young Master Yi has been in the mourning hall for hours and hasn't come out. Young Madam, did something happen between you and Young Master Yi?" Uncle Kwan said a little worriedly.
Ling Yiran did not know how to reply to him, so she hurriedly said, "I'll go look for him!" With that said, she ran in the direction of the mourning hall.
Uncle Kwan was about to say that Young Master Yi had ordered that no one was allowed to enter the mourning hall, but he said nothing in the end.
'Young Master Yi said no one is allowed... but Young Madam is often an exception! Besides, if something did happen between them, everything will be alright after Young Madam sees Young Master Yi.'
Uncle Kwan thought optimistically.
Ling Yiran rushed into the mourning hall and saw Yi Jinli standing motionless in front of his father's memorial tablet. He looked just like a sculpture.
The soft light in the room shone on him, but there was an indescribable chill exuding from his entire being.
"Jin..." Ling Yiran called out softly, but her voice was extremely dry and hoarse. She had not taken a sip of water since leaving Yi Residence early this morning. Her lips were drier than ever.
Yi Jinli slowly turned around and looked at her with those bright peach blossom eyes. A slight smile appeared on his lips. "You're back."
Ling Yiran froze. He was smiling and looked as usual, but she felt cold. A chill ran down her spine.
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