In the study.

In a place where no one was around, Lin Ruhai's straight back slowly bent down. He covered his face with both hands and powerlessly lowered his heavy head.

He knew.

He was going to die.

Lin Daiyu didn't mention her father at all about the foreknowledge in the dream. She also knew that her father must have guessed that she died before her daughter, but she didn't think that her father could guess so accurately.

When Lin Daiyu mentioned that Jia Yuanchun would be conferred the title of Imperial Consort in November of this year, Lin Ruhai immediately knew that he would most likely die before November. Taking a step back, even if he was still alive when Jia Yuanchun was conferred the title of Imperial Consort, he would be seriously ill and unable to do anything.

Because, he was very sure that if it was him and he still had the strength, he wouldn't not react to such a big event.

After all, a weak daughter who had lost her parents but had millions of family wealth could marry the son of a fourth-ranked official from her maternal family, but she couldn't marry the imperial uncle who had the power of the imperial family.

Even if his mother-in-law insisted and his brother-in-law repeatedly asked for the marriage, he wouldn't be at ease.

Even if the other party was sincere and he was seriously ill and unable to choose a husband for his daughter, he would at least insist on giving his daughter three formal rites to officially set the marriage contract.

However, based on her daughter's description of the Second Madam and her escort dared to humiliate the daughter of the Lin family at this time, if her biological daughter became a concubine of the imperial family, would she repeatedly lower herself to propose marriage to the Lin family?

If she showed the slightest bit of unwillingness, no matter what others said, he wouldn't allow the marriage and push his daughter into the fire pit.

Moreover, from the fact that Imperial Consort Jia publicly supported the daughter of the Xue family and finally formed a golden match, his daughter didn't have an official marriage contract.

October. In October of this year, his daughter would be able to stop mourning and set the marriage contract.

Therefore, the possibility of taking ten thousand steps back didn't exist.

He would die before November, no, before his daughter stopped mourning in October.

Or even before that.

Lin Ruhai's mind turned countless times in a breath.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had foreseen a tragic future, his daughter wouldn't have used such a radical method even if she wanted to escape.

Even if she panicked for a moment and made a stupid move, with the Jia family's persuasion, she would be smart enough to take advantage of the situation.

Then, it was just a matter of sending a letter home.

However, his daughter was very radical and said that she wanted to go home immediately. She even took the spaceship all the way.

Therefore …

I'm dying.

Perhaps it would only take two months, or at most half a year.

Lin Ruhai took a deep breath, raised his head, and personally ground an ink stick. His brush moved swiftly, and a memorial begging for skeletal remains was written in one go. His voice and emotions were both exuberant.

After writing, Lin Ruhai looked at the booklet, unable to describe the feeling in his heart.

The Lin family was deeply blessed by the heavens.

His father received the Emperor's great favor and was bestowed with an additional title of nobility.

Even though he had died young, the High Emperor had always remembered him. As a result, the High Emperor had given him, a posthumous son, many favors.

That year, during the court examination, Lin Ruhai was only twenty years old. Because he was young, he didn't dare to dream of getting first place. He thought that it would be a stroke of luck if he could get second place.

He didn't want the High Emperor to know of his past and specially ask him questions. He was concerned about his life and praised him. In the end, the High Emperor gave him third place.

After that, he rose up the ranks and became an official close to the Emperor.

Even though he was sent out to gain experience, the High Emperor gave him a prosperous land in Jiangnan and the important position of Salt Patrol Imperial Censor.

With the High Emperor's grace, he could only be loyal and conscientious.

However, just as his one year term was about to end, the High Emperor suddenly suffered a stroke and ascended the throne.

Lin Ruhai was in Jiangnan and didn't know what happened during this period of time. He only knew that in these two years, the High Emperor had been fighting for power, and the High Emperor had been holding on tightly to power.

As for him, he couldn't move from this burning position.

He originally thought that no matter what happened, in order to repay the High Emperor's grace, he would guard this Jiangnan salt policy for the High Emperor for one day.

But now …

He couldn't.

He had to make arrangements for his daughter's future. He couldn't be trapped in this corner anymore.

After sealing the memorial properly, Lin Ruhai walked out of the study. "Quickly present it to the Emperor."

Glancing at the chiming clock on the ancient shelf, Lin Ruhai sighed softly.

He had promised his daughter that she would rest at the end of the Xu hour or the beginning of the Hai hour. He couldn't go back on his word.

Let's go back.

Once he entered the room, Lin Ruhai smelled a faintly discernible fragrance.

"Calming incense?"

Ever since his wife passed away, he rarely lived so delicately.

"Yes.

Miss ordered us to light it. She said it would help with sleep. "

Lin Ruhai nodded and waved his hand to order them to withdraw.

He naturally looked at the painting on the wall.

The person in the painting was smiling gently.

The person outside the painting also smiled gently.

Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his brain seemed to be wound up and spinning uncontrollably.

Too many things had happened in this day.

He reckoned that he was going to have insomnia.

However, he didn't know when, but he actually fell into a deep sleep.

When he fell asleep, he found that he was in a completely unfamiliar place, but it was exquisitely carved and splendidly beautiful.

However, looking at the architectural style, it wasn't Yangzhou.

Lin Ruhai frowned. Where is this?

Why am I here?

Just as he was wondering, a group of pretty servant girls came over. Lin Ruhai's face instantly flushed red and he hurriedly turned around. He, who had never experienced such an embarrassing thing in his life, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. "That … that …"

However, the servant girls didn't seem to see him. They chatted and laughed as they walked past him.

Lin Ruhai was stunned.

No!

This … wasn't the real world.

Lin Ruhai coughed heavily.

However, no one cared about him.

Could it be … a dream?

But why would he have such a dream?

Lin Ruhai couldn't figure it out.