Chapter 59 Chapter fifty-seven

"How can I help you? Tell me." Ru Hua took a deep breath and suppressed his heartbeat.The jade-like moon in the sky has been hidden behind the clouds while speaking, only a little light is exposed from behind the clouds, like an actor on the stage whose oil makeup has been washed away by water. Surrounded by darkness, she heard Lai Yier say: "Actually, it's simple. If Feng Ziying comes to ask your girl's life experience, don't hide it." "You guys are so poisonous!" Ruhua saw him and sneered: "She is a girl, and if people know her background, how can she behave? What's wrong with the girl, you are determined to destroy her?

"It's none of my business. I have no grievances or enmities with her. If you want to blame her, blame her for having an older brother Jia Zhen who hates her to the bone. I am following orders." "You are protecting yourself! Taking her property is not counted, and now you are helping someone to harm her?" "You're right, but I've already done that, and I don't think there's anything wrong with what I did." Lai Yi'er said coldly, "People don't kill the world for themselves, I'll tell you this, and you're willing to help me Naturally it’s good, if you don’t want to help me, I’ll take it on myself, if I die, wouldn’t it be clean for everyone to let go? Since you married someone else, you don’t have to visit my grave during Qingming and Winter Solstice!”

Ru Hua listened blankly, first angry, then angry, then sad.She lived in this mansion peacefully, preparing to die of old age in a daze, he came to provoke her, and when she believed him and gave her all her feelings again, he began to doubt her.Ruhua was trembling with anger, his mouth seemed to be filled with boiling oil, he couldn't reply a word, and tears rolled down his face.After a long while, I cried: "If you are dead, who else should I marry? Whom do you want me to marry? If I feel at ease and want you to die, by God, I will die in front of you as soon as I enter the painting."

Lai Yi'er looked at her coldly, seeing her mourning, gradually couldn't bear it, hugged her shoulder and coaxed: "I said something wrong, don't cry, if you want to get angry, hit me." Into the painting should not him, slowly turned his back, just walk.Lai Yi'er's heart was cold, but she saw Ru Hua stood still, and said quietly: "Give up, Feng Ziying hasn't come for several days." "He will definitely come again, don't worry." Lai Yi'er was overjoyed when he saw Ru Hua's change of heart. He hurried up a few steps, grabbed Ru Hua and said, "He is here, you should find a chance to talk to him, and you must say it." Lai Yi'er Er sighed: "Actually, you don't know that the marriage between your girl and Feng Ziying is impossible in nine out of ten cases. On the surface, Jia Zhen agreed to Master Feng's marriage proposal, but secretly revealed that person's life experience to the Feng family. Rumors are spreading like this, how can you still marry? Now I guess Master Feng also knows, and looking for you is just a testimonial, do you understand?"

Entering the painting, I was startled when I heard it, and she shed tears early, just staring stupidly.Lai Yi'er originally wanted to lighten her psychological burden, but seeing that she was silent, she thought about what to say, so she stood there and said, "I'm leaving." Ruhua's face was sullen and he didn't respond. He waited for a while, and finally went back with a sullen head. Ruhua stood there, the wind blew the leaves rattling, she felt cold, completely cold from the inside out.There was like a big lump of ice in her heart, and the water from the ice lump seeped into the nearest blood vessel, but that hard piece was not easy to change, and firmly resisted her heart.She has always been a person who doesn't need to make any claims, and doesn't put anything on her mind, so she is as relaxed as cotton wool.But now Lai Yi'er insisted on cutting open her chest and stuffing things into it, and she hated him so much that she would die if she hated him.However, hatred is also short-lived. He is her future reliance. If she can't defeat him with her own hands, and then seek credit from others, this credit cannot be obtained.

I didn't sleep well all night in the painting, and it was only after dawn that I made up for it.When I woke up to see Xichun the next day, she was amazed at her composure, and greeted her naturally, fetched water to wash her hands, and everything was as usual.After finishing her work, she went to Ningfu to help Xichun bring a message to Jia Zhen.Every time she sees Jia Zhen, she feels timid in her heart.This thin man with fine lines around his eyes, as long as he fixed his eyes on her, he felt unable to move.After seeing Li, she just wanted to finish talking quickly and leave. "The girl said, congratulations to the uncle for staying in Beijing. She is meditating in Xuanzhen Temple, so she won't come back to receive the family banquet."

Jia Zhen was wearing a homely shirt, leaning on the blue satin pillow and smiling slightly, playing with the snuff bottle in her hand against the light, looking very relaxed.Ruhua had never seen him so happy, so it was a bit strange.After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, but Jia Zhen stopped her from behind: "I'm going to the temple this afternoon, is there anyone else in the temple?" Ruhua smiled and said: "If you go back to the uncle, there are only me and the girl in the audience." "But—how did I hear..." Jia Zhen smiled, waved her hand and said, "Forget it, you step back, it's not your turn to talk about your young lady. I'll ask her myself."

I heard that Jia Zhen is going.Entering the painting, he boldly asked, "Master, are you going to Xuanzhen Temple today?" "Why! Can't you go?" Jia Zhen suppressed her smile and stared at her: "What kind of master and servant are you, you dare to interfere with me!" When Jia Zhen didn't smile, the wrinkles on her cheeks and nose grooves became deep, With a majestic breath. Entering the painting, Weiwei didn't dare to respond, and when Jia Zhen's seizure had passed, she respectfully withdrew.Holding the cold sweat on the palm of his hand, he went to Rongfu to visit Daiyu who had been ill for a long time.

After listening to Ruhua's description, Xichun knew that Daiyu was terminally ill, so she put down her scriptures and rushed back to visit her. This was because Jia's mother specially asked her when she was dying: "Your sister Lin is too weak, and I can't find anyone right now. Please, take care of her for me, she is well, even if I see her mother under the Nine Springs, I have a clear conscience." The old ancestor had tears in his eyes. She had never begged anyone in her life. Now that she begged her, Xichun knew that she had to try her best to fulfill her request, so she always cared for Daiyu.She asked Ruhua to call a car, but Ruhua said hesitantly, "Master said he would come to Guanli in the afternoon."

"He comes to his, I go to mine, he can't find me, so naturally he will come." "What about Master Feng?" "He?" Xichun was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Of course he is too, it doesn't matter if you wait a while." Seeing what she said, Fang fell silent, hurriedly ran to get someone to set up a car, and rushed all the way to Rongguo Mansion went. When Xichun saw Daiyu, she was secretly shocked that her illness was worse than what Ruhua said.The small wing room at the back of Baosha is dimly lit, and smells strongly of traditional Chinese medicine, which does not stop after menstruation.Daiyu was lying on the bed, the thick silk was pressing her down, and she couldn't see anyone if she didn't pay attention. She was already thin, and now she is even thinner. Lying on the bed doesn't seem to take up any space, and she may disappear at any time.Daiyu woke up and saw her coming, struggling to get up.Xichun looked at her carefully, Daiyu's face was small in the first place, her cheeks were so thin that she was so sick, her face was only a small bluish-white patch, supported by Zijuan and Xueyan, she was about to collapse, her eyes still had The flame is like a cluster of small lights, like the sparks of a candle. Only when she sees someone who is eager will she pounce on the ground. Most of the time, she seems to have no strength to open her eyes. Let’s just talk on the bed.” Seeing that Daiyu was coughing non-stop, she turned around and told Huahua: “You and Zijuan hurry up and stew the blood swallow that I brought. use."

Ruhua and Zijuan agreed to go, Daiyu forced a smile and said, "Why should I eat blood swallows, it's better to die." Xichun watched her gradually shed tears and said, "My sister, it's only been two months since I died. Come on, why are you so sick!" Daiyu smiled and gently raised her hand to wipe her tears, saying: "Baoyu won't come back. I had a dream last night. When I saw him again, it seemed that we were no longer in this world, and we didn't know each other." As he said that, he pressed his chest and coughed heavily, and it took him a long time to find the strength to say the next sentence: "Sister, I have made up my mind. On the way to Huangquan, I want to drink Mengpo soup." "Sister, don't talk nonsense." "Why are you talking nonsense, sister, you are not me, how can you know my suffering, these years, I have been obsessed with him enough, I am exhausted, even my tears seem to be drained, I am dead, I don't want him I have promised to be a monk, I just want him to forget me and find someone else to live in peace and joy!" Daiyu said, touching her heart, her throat was sweet, she leaned forward, Xichun Seeing that her face turned pale for a while, it was even more pale than before, she was terribly shocked, just about to call someone, only to hear Daiyu spit out blood with a wow.Xichun wiped it with a handkerchief, but she couldn't get enough of it. In a blink of an eye, one of the handkerchiefs turned red, and Daiyu vomited blood. Xichun was so frightened that her hands and feet became weak. The blood all over his body seemed to be vomited. Xichun looked at her lifeless face, and cried out in panic for a moment: "Sister Lin, brother Bao, he will come back, we will definitely let him come back, you have to hold on, sister Lin, how can you bear to let him come back to see you?" I don’t see you.” Hearing Baoyu, Daiyu’s pale lips moved slightly: “It’s God’s will, I’ll hold grudges forever!” "No!" Xichun shook her head desperately, and shouted to the outside of the house: "Into the painting, Zijuan! Call the doctor quickly!" Ruhua and Zijuan came in separately when they heard the sound, and immediately turned to find the doctor when they saw this.Xichun stayed with Daiyu, and held her hand without daring to let go for a moment. This room was not as cold and bleak as the original Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and Daiyu was often sick, making her even more lifeless. Xichun lay beside her bed, It feels like the two of you are locked in a cage and covered with black cloth. No matter how you scream and resist, the outside world has nothing to do with you. "Sister..." Xichun felt that Daiyu was awake and was touching her hand, so she bent down to listen to what Daiyu had to say. "You don't have to worry about me, let's go. After the old ancestor died, no one will help me. They want me to marry someone else now, I would rather die! I can go home and leave here after I die. Sister , you don't have to be sad for me." The more Xichun listened, the more sad she became, "Forcing you to marry someone!" She asked in surprise, and she saw the bright tears in the corners of Daiyu's eyes slowly sliding down her hairline and gradually disappearing.Of course she knew what Daiyu said could not be false, these people could do anything, in order to keep their precarious positions, what could they not sacrifice?Yuan, welcome, explore, everything is like this.What is a Daiyu living under the fence?Marrying is a good way to say it, and it is likely to be sent to the person they need to flatter as a concubine. Naturally, this is also a kind of selling. "I am determined to die, they can't control me, what is not in life?" Daiyu raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said with a smile: "Even tears." "Yes, even tears." Xichun stopped crying, and she laughed sadly: "Sister Lin, you are right." On the way back to Xuanzhen Temple, it began to rain inexplicably, Xichun looked up to see the fine lines of rain overlapping and repeating.Because of the shock she experienced just now, her heart became as calm as water.In Daiyu's body, she reflects that life is a wounded flower, blooming in full bloom with a lingering posture.It's always a sad end to the end. Along the way, there was only the sound of the car dealership, far away, until the very far end. When Xichun got out of the car, she saw a horse at the gate of Guanguan, and thought it was Feng Ziying coming. She was overjoyed, but when she saw Hou's servant at the gate, she was surprised again!Jia Zhen is here. Jia Zhen stayed in the quiet room and waited for Xichun. No one knew what complicated emotions he had for this quiet room. He would be both painful and happy when he came here!The person he hates the most lives and dies here.Now this man's daughter also came here to meditate in the same posture as her father.He won't forgive either.Since it is inconvenient for Xichun to be punished with death for her crimes, let her accept another form of punishment. Jia Zhen still had a smile on her face, which was rare, since Keqing died, he never smiled so comfortably.The sound of footsteps outside the door made him happier—Xichun was back. She is close to his happiness!