Chapter 32 Chapter Thirty-Second

The weather was fine this day, the sky was blue, the peach, apricot, and willow buds were all sprouting twigs, swaying in the spring breeze, imprinting the greenery around the Mochou Lake, and the fragrance of green grass floating in the air, I sat in the lake I just sat in the heart pavilion and admired the scenery for a while. When Weiwei said that I was addicted to the past, she slipped her peach blossom eyes and suggested: "Madam, I heard that the wound of the third master has closed up these days, but Weiwei looked at that day. The third master Li lost a lot of blood when he was held down by his wife, and I don't know if the person who sent the message was lying, why don't we go and see."

People in Xifengyuan dare to talk about Yuan Feibai's injury, this person must not want to live.But I nodded my head in agreement with her suggestion. Weiwei beamed with joy, and then pulled my prismatic mirror worriedly: "Madam's country-like appearance, it's only good to be injured, you can see that her face is a little bluish, and she said that since she is going to visit a patient, she must dress up well." Well, if Madam goes out to look good, the patient will also like it when she sees it, maybe this very sickness will be cured by 70% or 80%, why not let Weiwei give Madam a little care."

It sounded very reasonable to me, so I asked her to do it. Unexpectedly, it took me two full hours to do this. Weiwei combed a pile of cloud hanging black bun for me, inserted a jade hairpin with a pearl title, and slantedly adorned the Dongling white jade hairpin on the obvious left bun, and painted it on my face because my eyes were not fully healed. With a thin layer of pearl powder, I lightly pasted a circle of crystal flowers around the eyes, and drew the shortcomings into small curved leaves with a pen, which looked like a hibiscus pattern decorated around the left eye. Weiwei praised it After a long time, I decided that the next dance makeup should be put on the single eye with crystal dimples, and finally helped me choose the soft Yang Hong and cherry lips.

She insisted that I put on a light yellow forged narrow-sleeved cardigan, a tight-fitting wide red waist skirt and a sapphire blue long skirt. At any rate, my thin ribbed figure was dangerously strangled into a graceful appearance, with wreaths on my shoulders Yang Hong wore a long coat, and she helped me add a water beaver jacket.I almost became a fat penguin again. Xifengyuan is still the same as before, it seems that there is not enough manpower, Weiwei ran out, waited for a while before coming back panting, and found out that the third master will be in Pinyutang today, so we went to Pinyutang, Along the way, the servants saluted me respectfully when they saw me, and Weiwei held her head high, pretentiously leading the way for me, without answering a single salute.

Walking to Pinyu Hall, the door was guarded by Wu Rutu and Wei Hu. Both of them were overjoyed when they saw me, but Wei Hu told me with embarrassment that Yuan Feibai was meeting a very important guest today. I couldn't enter the briefing yet, so I smiled and expressed my understanding. Of course, there was nothing I could do if I didn't understand. Weiwei waited with me in the left side room for a while, as if this meeting was very important. From the time of daylight to the west, no one came to inform me that Yuan Feibai had finished seeing the guests, and Wu Rutu and Wei Hu were also a little bit In a hurry, the two of them came in in turn to persuade me to go back and rest first. I thought I mustered up the courage and didn’t want to retreat, so I insisted on waiting. Later, Wu Rutu sent someone to send a few dishes of snacks, such as spring pancakes and snails, Weiwei and I ate wine-flavored sheep tripe, jade jade zithers, etc. Later, Weiwei brought my favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Wu Rutu and Weiwei took turns trying the poison twice before I ate. , Weiwei held her head high and said it was her honor, which shocked me for a long time.

Later, I was really tired, and I didn't dare to lie down casually. I messed up the charming, tender and affectionate outfit that Weiwei had managed to get out of, so I wanted to take a nap on the imperial concubine's bed. Wei considerately laid a dog-skin mattress on the floor, covered her body with a water raccoon jacket, and added a charcoal basin to the room. Maybe it was because I was too full to eat, but the room was also warm, and I soon fell asleep. I just dreamed that Mrs. Xie was going to pull me into the Ziling Palace again, and I felt that someone was touching my pillow. I reached out and grabbed a small hand, but it was a child wearing a mask who was stealing the sweet-scented osmanthus from the huanghuali lotus table Cake, I remembered, this is the little kid who followed behind the dark god.

Seeing that I was awake, the child was startled. The other hand flashed coldly. I quickly withdrew my hand. The sleeve of the cardigan was pulled. I yelled not to run, but the child slipped away. The ground was faster than a mouse, and it got out of the rear window at once, and I followed without thinking. The grass in the early spring was slightly green, and the figure of the child was scurrying around in the calf-high grass. I chased him all the way, and I didn’t know how many turns I turned, but I saw the child walking more and more sideways, passing through a hanging flower gate. , finally came to a desolate yard, stopped under an old plum tree with a crooked neck, turned around to face me, held a small dagger in one hand, and raised his head in a cold mask to me. As soon as I recovered, I gasped for a while: "What's your name, kid, what are you running for?"

The child remained stubbornly silent, neither running away nor making a sound, just looking at me with his head up, a bit like a timid and hungry stray cat, repeatedly checking whether I was a bad person, and was in a stalemate, suddenly the child My stomach growled, and I laughed, as if the child was a little annoyed, he touched his little hairy head, touched his stomach, turned around and tried to escape, I quickly stopped him: "Don't go, you are hungry. " I remembered that Lao Lintou coaxed me to take medicine and gave me a few pieces of plum cakes. Yesterday I picked them up and put them in my purse. I took them out from my chest and handed them to the child: "I only have plum cakes on hand." Cake, made of glutinous rice with snow lotus and plum petals, try it, it’s delicious.”

The child quickly grabbed a piece with his black paws and ran to the far side to eat it. I walked over lightly and asked softly, "What's your name?" The child just grabbed the plum cake from my hand, and then choked on it. I hurried to the side to see the living spring, put my hands together to catch some water, and handed it to him. He half lifted his mask and took a quick sip, then quickly He quickly closed the mask, and sat on the ground with his little buttocks, gasping for air. I suppressed a smile and said, "Are you from the Dark Palace?" The child thought for a long time, then nodded to me, and I continued to ask, "How old are you?"

He stretched out a left hand, plus two right hands, a total of seven fingers, oh!Seven years old, why didn't you speak, I asked a question next: "Are you the son of the dark god?" The child shook his head, then nodded slowly, then moved closer to me step by step, tentatively sat down next to me, saw that I had no intention of objecting, and was still smiling, then suddenly hugged my arm tightly and leaned his head against it. Looking at me, I felt a little flattered, and my heart felt soft, and I said softly, "What's your name? Why don't you speak?" Before he could speak, someone said coldly, "He's dumb."

The child jumped up, and before he could run away half a step, he was picked up like a chicken by a tall man in white robes who was also wearing a white mask. It really was the Dark God, this man was everywhere, and now I found him again Another flaw: child abuse. "Put him down quickly," I said coldly, "He's just hungry, and he didn't take good care of his son. If he doesn't reflect on himself, he will come and beat the child." "Don't bother Madam." He snorted coldly at me, then turned his head and said contemptuously to the child: "I know how to eat all day long, but I just said goodbye. I didn't practice my kungfu well, but my lightness kungfu is better than anyone else, so it's because I'm lazy. " The child didn't show any weakness, Ling Kong kicked Sima Yun a few times, but he still couldn't succeed, Sima Yun was even more annoyed: "I haven't left the teacher yet, but I dare to hit me, you little evil with evil intentions." Shuo Guan used all his strength, and threw the child to the ground. I screamed in fright, and was about to pick it up. Unexpectedly, the child turned around in the air and landed firmly on the ground. He ran over suddenly, bumped his head against Anshen's calf, and kicked his ankle vigorously to take revenge. Seeing that Anshen hadn't moved, he yelled angrily a few times, and quickly fled away without a trace. It should be noted that to be able to complete so many movements in such a short period of time is already a master of martial arts among adults, let alone such a young child. "Sooner or later, I'm going to give this kid a real beating." Sima Yun sighed viciously, then very naturally picked up my purse, and ate the plump plum cake. "You?!..." I pointed at him and shouted, "How did you steal my things?" "Aren't you interested in testing poison?" He asked in a polite manner. "You..." I was angry, and was about to refute. Seeing him eating in the same way as that child, slightly uncovering his mask, and quickly eating plum cakes, I naturally thought of the way women in the Middle East eat in front of strangers. appearance!Hey, it's actually not easy. I just felt sympathetic for two seconds, only to realize that he had tested all my plum cakes, and he smacked his lips: "Old man Lin's stuff is really good." When he threw the last piece of plum cake in his hand into his mouth, it was slightly wide, and what I saw in the sunset seemed to be a white and flawless face, and I suddenly remembered that I saw the face of the dark god before, and it was not ugly. It's just very gloomy, and there's a big scar on it, I instinctively reached out to lift his mask, but he grabbed it with one hand, only to hear him say alertly: "What do you want to do?" "There is a hanged ghost on your mask (the local dialect for caterpillars), and I would like to help you pick it off." I tried to reach out my hand calmly, but he held my wrist tightly, and I felt that he was confused. The muscles of the body tensed up. "Lie, why do you want to see my face?" Suddenly he changed into a frivolous tone: "How about you come here again at night, and I will show you enough of my body? This is The rules of our dark palace..." I pulled out my hand vigorously, bowed politely to him, and smiled coldly and elegantly: "Your Excellency poured me ten thousand taels of gold, I don't even want to look at it." I raised my head proudly and turned back, only to suddenly find that there were two identical girdle door openings in front of me. The ivy on the girdle door openings was wrapped with golden jasmine flowers, commonly known as golden girdles, which were in full bloom and brilliant. The color, flower shape, and even the number of small golden flowers in the clusters are exactly the same on both sides. Only then did I realize that I had entered a maze, and I didn’t know which way to go. Yes, this child must have led me to the dark I felt safe, so I dared to stop and face me. In the midst of embarrassment, loud laughter came from behind me, a piece of white clothes floated in front of my eyes, the white mask shone with golden light in the setting sun, I only heard him quacking under the mask for a long time before saying: "Let's go, why don't you go? You're still stubborn Ah, if you can’t go back again, who will you show the outfit you’ve put on for a long time?” Later, on the way Anshen sent me back, I tried to have a friendly chat with him, and he told me that this child was Xiaoyu, his only son. He called him a brat, but his tone was still distressed, I boldly asked: "The mother of this child is from the dark palace." "That's right," he said slowly, "speaking of which, you've met her mother before, so you're considered an old acquaintance." "It's Yongye for three years, the little girl who waited for you to soak in the hot spring." "Oh?" I remembered, but there seemed to be two of them. I guessed the impossible first, "Which one is it? Could it be that very thin girl, that Qin'er who was injured by you?" "Yo, I have a good memory, that's right, it's Girl Qin." There was a hint of bitterness in his voice. How could Qin'er be willing to marry someone like him when he beat that little girl so hard? Sure enough, the people on earth can't stop his sadomasochistic love?Thinking of Yuan Feibai, he felt the question was stupid again, so he couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said, "That Qin'er is great, I haven't had a chance to thank her in person yet." "You won't have a chance to see her again," he sighed, and said in a deep voice, "She gave birth to Xiao Yu not long ago, and the child left before weaning." "Is it postpartum wind poisoning?" I asked cautiously. In that era, postpartum women mostly died of this disease. "No, he was poisoned to death." He said lightly. I stopped and stared at him blankly. Sima Yun calmly said: "Someone poisoned her confinement medicine, and it was too late to find out, not only the mother couldn't save it, even the milk was poisoned, although Xiaoyu was rescued, I can't speak anymore." "Who is so vicious?" I was surprised. "You want to know?" He looked at me for a while, and the spring breeze blew his white robe, elongating his shadow on the ground, which made me feel an invisible pressure and coldness. When I turned around, we had arrived at Pinyu Hall The rear window of the west wing room is closed. The spring insects around whined weakly, and fell silent. The dusk struggled with the last ray of sunlight, and the footsteps of the night were getting very close. The night slowly swallowed the last splendor, and the night wind blew our With disheveled hair, the dark god surrounded by starlight seems to be like a ghost, completely melting into the night, making it almost unreal for me to see. He leaned slightly towards me, and I could almost imagine his brownish-yellow pupils staring at me coldly, his voice completely swallowed up all the jokes, and only felt absolute hatred: " You still don't know." Quietly, his hand stretched out to my throat, but I was shocked by his tragic past, the boundless hatred, like a foot rooted, looked at him straight, unable to move half a moment, if he shot me to vent I couldn't resist the hatred in my heart, his hand suddenly changed direction and stretched out towards my face, when he touched my skin, someone called Madam from behind, I turned around, it was Weiwei and Wu Rutu. As soon as I turned around, the dark god disappeared again. "Madam, Weiwei is scared to death." Panting, Weiwei put on a serious face, "Where did Madam go? I searched the whole garden just now, but I couldn't find it." I followed Weiwei to the Pinyu Hall, and I thought Sima Yun took me a long way on purpose, because I remembered that the way I came here hadn't taken such a long time, and I didn't pass the yard at the back door of the West Wing. It seems that the dark god has never appeared before, and I don't seem to have seen that dumb child wearing a mask this afternoon. Su'e first came up, there was no one outside the green screen window, the evening clouds covered it slightly, and the fragrance of plum blossoms was as dark as snow. In a trance, Wei Hu winked at Wei Wei, and Wei Wei showed joy. I felt Weiwei's slender hand holding my arm trembling slightly. She suppressed her excitement and said loudly to me: "The third master invites Madam to Shangxin Pavilion and have dinner together."