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On that stage she loved the most, she jumped and ended her short life in front of everyone.

is different from her usual low-key, so flamboyant to death.

Xia Qing couldn't forget the bright red hot blood that dyed the cold Hanbai Stone inch by inch, soaked inch by inch, and the distant soft light in Xia He's eyes with the satisfied smile on his lips.

Because of Xia He's suicide in front of everyone, a large number of guests did not dare to come to the Drunken Immortal Building for a long time, and the Feihua Pavilion was also forced to close. Mei Niang, who had a lot of bad business, was depressed, but because Xia He grew up beside her because of Xia He's urine, she also made a lot of money for herself, and now she is very pitiful to die like this, and she made an exception to tear up the deed of sale in front of everyone and returned her free body after her death, and buried her body on a hill on the outskirts of the capital.

Xia Qing fainted that day, but she only knew that she was being held up, and then she had no memory. She didn't even know who the person who helped her was.

As soon as she woke up, she knelt all night in Xia He's mourning hall, Xia He lay in the wooden coffin, her eyes had been closed, but the smile on her lips remained unchanged, she lay there peacefully, motionless and dreaming dreams that only she knew.

Her death was not painful at all, and it was clear from her expression that death was not terrible to her, but more like relief.

She is still so arrogant, she doesn't give others a chance to persuade her, follow her own ideas and be herself.

Xia Qing took a letter left by Xia He and didn't dare to open it.

Mei Niang patted Xia Qing's body trembling from forbearance, and couldn't help sighing.

"See, maybe there's something she wants to tell you at the end. ”

Xia Qing pinched the end of the letter tightly, the tips of her fingers were pinched white, and the letter paper was wrinkled because of excessive force.

She looked at Xia He in the wooden coffin, and felt sad from her heart.

Why, why does everyone who is important to them leave them one by one?

"Master, you are so selfish. ”

Xia Qing let go of his hands, flattened the crumpled stationery, and read it.

"Hibiscus,

You must be blaming me, so you chose to die, but I can't live anymore, I can't live in this world like this dirty.

Hibiscus: Sometimes I wonder if everything could start all over again. I don't have to live so tired, I can have a simple family, a husband who respects each other, and a well-behaved and obedient child. If there is an afterlife, I must live this life.

I have created too many evils, Lord Yama will definitely not let me go, I just hope that every year Qingming you can pick a few peach blossoms for me and put them on my grave, and tell me about the Drunken Immortal Building.

I'm not sad at all, leaving this world is a relief for me, don't blame yourself, even if you come to stop me at that time, I won't change my mind. There is nothing left in this world for me to be nostalgic for.

Finally, I hope you can help me tell him that the exquisite dice An red beans are lovesick to the bone.

The Book of Xia He"

"Cry out, cry out to be good. Mei Niang looked at Xia Qing who was expressionless in front of her, and was very worried. From Xia He's death to the present, Xia Qing has not shed a single tear, guarding the mourning hall as if nothing happened, dealing with Xia He's funeral.

"Mei Niang, who is he?" Xia Qing handed the letter in his hand to Mei Niang.

Mei Niang read the letter carefully and didn't say a word. She already knew in her heart who he was in Xia He's letter, but she couldn't tell Xia Qing. Whatever the reason, she couldn't say.

"I don't ....... either"

"It's Yu Zheng's son. Xia Qing said the name in Mei Niang's heart. She looked at Mei Niang calmly, "This is the last thing the master explained, I must do it well." ”

"But ....."

"The master must love him very much, but I don't ......." As if thinking of something, Xia Qing suddenly began to beat his chest, and every blow he made was extremely heavy, and his chest also made a muffled sound.

"Don't do this! Hibiscus!" Mei Niang anxiously grabbed Xia Qing who was still beating her hands, "People can't be resurrected after death, no matter what, even if it's for Xia He, you have to live well!"

Xia Qing looked at the front blankly, and all the strength in his body was withdrawn at this moment.

"Mei Niang, someone outside sent this! Zhao Wen walked to the mourning hall and saw two women kneeling in front of the coffin.

"Who sent it? Mei Niang reached out and took the things in Zhao Wen's hand.

"I don't know. I just went out and found a knife stuck in the door. ”

"Got it, you get out. “

Zhao Wen sent a thin piece of letterhead, Mei Niang opened the letterhead and saw the contents inside.

"There are beautiful women in the north. Peerless and independent.

A look at the city. Then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country. Beautiful women are hard to come by. ”

Just by the handwriting on it, Mei Niang has already recognized eight points, such words, I am afraid that only Yu Zheng's son Mochen can write it in this world. She folded the letter, walked to Xia He's coffin, and stuffed the letter into Xia He's already cold and stiff hand.

In this life, it is for this person.

Mei Niang let out a long sigh in her heart, Xia He in the coffin was still smiling, but Mei Niang outside the coffin had mixed tastes.

"What's that. ”

Yu Zheng sent a message of condolence. Mei Niang turned around and helped Xia Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, "Go to the meeting, I'll call someone else to guard the meeting." ”

"I want to see him, Mei Niang, help me, I have to see him to tell him!" Xia Qing suddenly knelt in front of Mei Niang, and there were tears in her eyes, "Master, how much she loves him, I want to tell him." ”

Mei Niang looked at Xia Qing who was kneeling on the ground, and now she probably couldn't listen to anything, "Go rest first, and I'll arrange for you to see him." ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

Mei Niang looked at Xia Qing, who was helped back to the room to rest, and felt a little more sour in her heart for a while.

"Xia He, go with peace of mind, Hibiscus her, it will be fine. ”

Xia Qing was lying on the bed, her eyes never closed for a moment.

Every time she closed her eyes, she would see the appearance of the master dying on the pedestal, and the blood, so much, so much that it scared her.

She stood up and hugged her knees tightly, only the pain could keep her awake and forget the nightmarish scene for a while.

"Master, I killed you, didn't I? ”

"Master, I'm sorry ........."

"Master, forgive me......"

Xia Qing buried her whole face in her knees, remembering that the last time she was like this, the master had come to comfort her, but now it is .......

"It's not your fault. ”

Suddenly, a seductive male voice sounded overhead.

Xia Qing raised his head slowly, there was no candlelight, but in the dim room, the man in front of him was so clear.

The red robe glowed softly in the moonlight.

"It's only been a long time since you've made such a mess of yourself?"