Late at night. Zhu Mansion. Korean Hospital.

Zhu Zimo, who was physically and mentally exhausted, gently pushed open the door, and then gently closed and bolted.

Therefore, it was the middle of the night, and it was dark in the room, but Zhu Zimo didn't bother to light the lamp again, so he just took off the blue coarse cloth shirt on his body and threw it on the ground casually, and walked towards the carved bed placed in the inner room on the right.

Walking to the side of the bed, Zhu Zimo just sat down on the edge of the bed and suddenly felt that there was someone on the bed, and under the conditioned reflex, Zhu Zimo's right hand bent, and there was an extra dagger in his hand.

I don't know how Zhu Zimo moved, but the dagger was already against the neck of the person lying on his bed in the blink of an eye, and the speed of his movements couldn't help but smack.

"Who?" Zhu Zimo asked in a low voice, the cold chill emanating from his body was even more chilling than this cold and silent night.

In the dark room, it was quiet to answer Zhu Zimo, and even the sound of breathing was almost inaudible.

After not responding for a long time, Zhu Zimo strangely got a little closer, and through the faint moonlight that shot into the house outside the window and his own unusual eyesight, Zhu Zimo saw a young woman lying on his bed.

At this time, the woman was sleeping deeply, breathing shallowly, unaware of Zhu Zimo's behavior of holding the dagger against her neck.

After staring at the sleeping face for a moment, Zhu Zimo remembered that this was the woman he rescued on the way back to Zhu's mansion from going out on errands, and it was he who ordered Lin Zhiwu to send her to his bedroom.

Doctor Crepe must have come to see it! His face was a little rudder than in the daytime, and although his breathing was still shallow, it was no longer like nothing. Zhiwu is also concerned, and even the grass clippings on her body have been cleaned up.

Looking at Leng Qing in his sleep, Zhu Zimo thought to himself, and at the same time put away the dagger against Leng Qing's neck.

"Ahem!" Leng Qing, who had been sleeping with her eyes closed, suddenly coughed twice, and then whispered softly: "Mengmeng...... Misty ......"

Although Zhu Zimo heard those two words clearly, he didn't know what Leng Qing was muttering, but the more he looked at the sleeping face of the person in front of him, Zhu Zimo's thoughts became more and more fluctuating......

In the woods at night, those trees are a little terrifying, but what really makes people feel terrible at this moment is the two people who are quietly embracing each other in the open space in the forest!!

The handsome man, with his jade crown and his hair tied up, and a brocade robe, fell to one knee and embraced a woman in his arms with a simple girl's bun and two white beaded flowers on the bun.

It was originally a beautiful and poetic picture, but it became terrifying and strange because of the dagger inserted deep in the woman's heart. Although the small blade that was still exposed was stained with sporadic blood, it was still cold and shining.

The woman's sky-blue blouse and the moon-white brocade dress of the man who hugged her had been soaked in red blood, and they looked really weird.

"Ziyan, I'm so tired, I want to sleep!" The woman with a delicate face, a pale face, and a simple dress curled up in the arms of the richly dressed Zhu Zimo and whispered.

The woman's eyelids gradually closed and were forced open by herself, then closed and opened again, and so on.

Every time she closed it and opened it, the brilliance in the woman's eyes dimmed.

Zhu Zimo hugged the woman in his arms tightly, endured the sourness in his eyes, and tried his best to smile and whisper softly to the woman lying in his arms: "Sleep when you're tired, I will always be by your side." ”

"Good ......" Before the woman finished a good word, her head suddenly leaned into Zhu Zimo's arms and fell asleep forever.

Zhu Zimo's tears that he had endured for a long time finally dripped down, drop after drop, all of them fell on the pale and bloodless cheeks of the woman in his arms, and then slid down the woman's cheeks and disappeared into the placket of her clothes.

That night, apart from crying silently, Zhu Zimo didn't do anything, didn't cry like others lost their beloved, and didn't cry heartbreakingly, and the silence was a little abnormal.

In Zhu Zimo's heart, Cheng Xiao, the woman he loved deeply, just fell asleep.

Four years ago, when Zhu Zimo was just a weak crown, it was also on such a cold and quiet night, the woman he had loved for two years slept forever in his arms, and the pale and quiet face was enough to break the hearts of those who saw it.

Even if so much time has passed, now that he inadvertently recalls it, Zhu Zimo still feels a faint pain in his heart, which is a scar that Zhu Zimo can't heal in his life.

Leng Qing and Cheng Xiao, their appearances are only three points similar, but the sleeping faces on the verge of death are very similar, so that when he saw Leng Qing lying dying in the grass next to the official road on the way back to Zhu's Mansion, Zhu Zimo would not hesitate to bring Leng Qing back to Zhu's Mansion, just because of the person who had been sleeping in Zhu Zimo's heart.

Looking at Leng Qing, Zhu Zimo seemed to see the person who had disappeared from his life for four years.

"Xiao'er, is this your comfort to me? Now...... Are you alright? Looking at Leng Qing's sleeping face almost obsessively, Zhu Zimo muttered like this.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! A few slight knocks echoed through the silence of the bedroom.

Disturbed by this knock, Zhu Zimo retracted his thoughts, and then frowned: In the middle of the night, who would dare to knock on his door? Even if he is a concubine, his identity as the second young master of the Zhu Mansion is also there. What's more, not everyone can enter and exit this Korean courtyard freely!

As if to answer Zhu Zimo's doubts, Lin Zhiwu's low and cold voice came outside the door: "Master, are you back?" Chigo brought medicine to the girl. ”

Medicine? Zhu Zimo was dazed for a moment, and then remembered Leng Qing, who was lying on his bed at this time and was seriously injured, so he got up and walked to the door of the outer room and opened the door.

Outside the door, in the dark night, Lin Zhiwu, dressed in a dark blue caftan brown suit, stood respectfully in front of the door, holding a dark brown round wooden tray in both hands, on which was a bowl of black still steaming medicinal juice.

"Master, Dr. Crepe told this bowl of medicine to be boiled slowly for two hours before it can be boiled." Without waiting for Zhu Zimo to ask why the medicine was delivered at this hour, Lin Zhiwu had already consciously explained.

Hearing this, Zhu Zimo didn't say anything, and closed the door after taking the tray in Lin Zhiwu's hand with one hand, without the slightest intention of letting Lin Zhiwu enter the room.

Turned around, walked to the tea table in the room, put the tray on the tea table, picked up the fire fold on the tea table and lit the remaining half of the candle on the candlestick, Zhu Zimo picked up the medicine bowl in the tray and walked to the inner room on the right.

Walking to the edge of the bed and sitting down, Zhu Zimo scooped a spoonful of medicinal juice, first put it on his lips and blew it, and then carefully handed it to Leng Qing's lips after making sure that it would not be hot.

At this moment, Zhu Zimo is different from the usual carefulness and gentleness. The originally cold eyebrows and eyes looked gentle at the moment.

It just so happened that Leng Qing was thirsty at this time, and a stream of warm water slid into her lips, although there was a thick bitterness, Leng Qing still swallowed it all.

This may be an instinct, an instinct to survive, even if Leng Qing is fed fishy blood at the moment, I am afraid that Leng Qing will swallow it without hesitation!

Leng Qing unconsciously cooperated so that Zhu Zimo's medicine was fed very smoothly, and after a while, Zhu Zimo fed a bowl full of bitter medicinal juice into Leng Qing's mouth.

Seeing that the medicine had been fed, Zhu Zimo got up and walked to the outer room, put the empty medicine bowl back into the tray on the tea table, blew out the candle and returned to the inner room, still sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Because the bowl of medicine was mixed with calming herbs, after drinking the medicine, Leng Qing fell asleep groggily and never murmured again.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, through the faint moonlight projected into the bedroom through the window, Zhu Zimo looked at Leng Qing who was sleeping with deep eyes.

After watching quietly for a long time, thinking of the past again, Zhu Zimo couldn't help but feel a little emotional-

Cheng Xiao died in his arms back then, and no one knew about the irreparable pain that he could only watch his beloved leave him.

All the people who went to pay tribute to help only saw Cheng Xiao's mother Xu lying next to the coffin containing Cheng Xiao's body and fainted crying, but Zhu Zimo only pulled a cold smile when he saw that scene.

Originally, if Zhu Zimo didn't know those inside information, maybe Zhu Zimo would go up to help like Cheng Xiao's neighbors when Xu fainted from crying.

But Zhu Zimo just knew the real reason for Cheng Xiao's suicide, and at that time, Zhu Zimo had nothing but resentment towards the Xu family in his heart.

Cheng Xiao was forced by her mother-in-law Xu to marry Li Fushang, who was far away in Zouyang, so she committed suicide in grief.

At that time, Li Fushang had already passed the age of confusion, and he had become a Xiao, less than a year after the jasper year.

At that time, the Xu family would cry until he fainted, not because the Xu family was sad that Cheng Xiao died at a young age, but because the Xu family accepted the dowry of the rich businessman Li in Zouyang, but when Cheng Xiao died, the dowry had already been gambled by the Xu family, and the only daughter died again.

When Zhu Zimo first met Cheng Xiao, he was in a peach forest on the outskirts of Beijing. With just one glance, Zhu Zimo decided on the person who would advance and retreat with him in the future.

After that, Zhu Zimo asked people to investigate Cheng Xiao's life experience, and only then did he know that Cheng Xiao was entangled with their Zhu family.

Cheng Xiao's biological father was a long-term worker in the Zhu family's Zhuangzi, and when he was working in the Zhuangzi, he fell from a height and died, when Cheng Xiao was only five or six years old, and Zhu Zimo was only seven or eight years old.

When Cheng's father died, Mrs. Zhu was still alive, and because of pity for the orphans and widows left by Cheng's father, she gave Cheng's father's original wife Xu's rich money and financial power as comfort.

Xu is also a sensible person, knowing that officials and businessmen have protected each other since ancient times, and seeing that Mrs. Zhu sent a lot of money as soon as the incident happened, he did not continue to pursue the death of his father.

In the first few years, it was okay, Xu's family was streamlined, and he worked as a female worker to make a living, and his life was okay.

Later, somehow, the Xu family became addicted to gambling and lost all the money that Mrs. Zhu gave back then, forcing Cheng Xiao, who was only ten years old at the time, to work as a maid in the rich man's house to earn money to support the Xu family.