The cool breeze in the early autumn evening should have been a good time to enjoy the coolness, but this was a difficult night for Fu Yanxi, who was lingering on the sickbed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since the beginning of autumn, her body has become worse and worse, and every time the sun sets, she has to cover with a thick quilt, but she still can't stop the slightest coldness that seems to penetrate through the cracks of her bones. If this continues, I am afraid that if I can't wait for the charcoal fire in winter, I will die.

Although she is bedridden every day, Fu Yanxi is still struggling to hold on to her books, after all, she is everyone's best girl, which is the only thing she can do now.

"Ink Book." Fu Yanxi called softly. "Fetch the hairpin I put in the box."

"Yes, miss." Mo Shu, who was waiting on the side, listened to his young lady even say a word with all his strength, and couldn't help but feel sad.

Looking at Moshu's slender back, Fu Yanxi's heart tingled. The four big maids around me back then are now only left with ink books. Ziqin, Yuqi and Zhihua died of illness, and the sale of sales, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, no matter how difficult it is.

It's like my own life, disappearing little by little.

Even if he is an ink book, he can't eat enough, can't wear warm clothes, and is coldly looked down upon.

"Miss, the hairpin has been fetched." Mo Shu respectfully handed the hairpin to Fu Yanxi, his eyes slightly red.

In the past few days, the young lady has been in a daze every day at the relics left by the former lord and wife, and when she looks at it, she sheds tears.

"Miss, lie down, it's late at night." Moshu persuaded softly.

"It's okay, just wait." Fu Yanxi smiled faintly, and her pale appearance was dyed with a bit of brilliance because of this smile, even if there was no blood, she couldn't hide the beauty of the city.

Mo Shu's nose was sour, her young lady should have been the most beautiful person in the capital, but why was she jealous, the young lady was only nineteen years old.

Fu Yanxi stared at the hairpin in her hand, which was a gift she had polished for her mother when she was ten years old. Rough carving, plain color.

But my father personally inserted it on my mother's sideburns and said, "Clear water comes out of hibiscus, and it is natural to carve and decorate." My sister-in-law's gift is lining my clouds. ”

Even if many years have passed, she clearly remembers the doting in her father's eyes and her mother's shy face. But they are no longer by her side.

Crystal tears crossed the flawless cheeks, dripped on the brocade quilt, and disappeared.

"Miss..."Mo Shu was about to convince him, but he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the door. I was about to go out to check, but the door had been pushed open.

"Where did you come from, such a slave, that you dared to trespass on Miss's boudoir." Mo Shu looked at a few stout mothers-in-law, his eyes lit up, and he scolded.

There was a trace of contempt in the eyes of the mother-in-law at the head, but there was a smile on her face: "The old slave was sent by the old lady, please go to Qingfeng Garden." ”

"Miss is not in good health and can't go to the ground, why does the old lady want Miss to go late at night?" Moshu asked puzzled. Isn't this going for the life of the eldest lady?

"This, the old slave doesn't know." The mother-in-law at the head lowered her eyebrows, but her tone did not have a trace of respect.

"You.." Moshu wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Fu Yanxi.

"Ink book, that's it. Grandmother must have something important. Let's go with Chen's mother. After these mothers-in-law came in, not only unintentionally but also deliberately, they didn't close the door, and the cool breeze that poured in made Fu Yanxi tremble, hurt, and penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

"Miss, you can't..."Mo Shu's worried words were finally stopped by Fu Yanxi's weak wave of his hand. She had no choice but to help Fu Yanxi get out of bed, dress her, and wrap her in mink.

The mothers-in-law in the house looked at the master and servant who looked weak, but no one helped, Mother Chen looked at Fu Yanxi sarcastically in her heart, even if it was the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, it was not that she was out of breath and less in breath.

"Let's go, Mother Chen." Fu Yanxi was held by the ink book, taking difficult steps.

"Miss, slow down." Mother Chen pretended to be blessed, and left with a group of mothers-in-law in a hurry, but she didn't take Fu Yanxi in her eyes at all.

Fu Yanxi is not dissatisfied, in the past three years, she has become accustomed to being a transparent person.

finally arrived at the main house of Qingfeng Yuan, but saw the old lady of the An family sitting in Dingbei Houfu on the upper seat, which was her grandmother, and her second uncle, second aunt, second sister, third sister and third uncle, third aunt and third brother sitting at the bottom respectively. The whole family is here.

"Sister-in-law to meet grandmother, second uncle, second aunt, third uncle, third aunt." Fu Yanxi saw the salute one by one, and every action hurt her into a cold sweat.

The old lady looked at the sick Fu Yanxi in front of her, with a thick disgust written on her face. If it weren't for Fu Yanxi's usefulness, she really didn't want to see this half-dead granddaughter.

"Get up, I came to you tonight, I have something to tell you. Jiang, come on. The old lady held the shelf, her tone was cold, and she seemed unwilling to say a word to Fu Yanxi.

When Jiang Yingru, the current Dingbei Hou wife, heard that the old lady asked her to speak, she secretly cursed in her heart, she was immortal, but she had to speak: "Sister-in-law, the second aunt knows that you are not in good health, so she shouldn't have called you so late." But there is one thing that we can't help at the moment. You also know that your unruly brother got into trouble and got into a lawsuit. But your second uncle and I only have this one son-in-law. The Wu family is a relative of the emperor, and it is the maiden family of the current queen, the second young master of the Wu family is dignified and talented, if you can follow him, it is also your blessing. You are not young anymore, this family matter has not been settled for a long time, how can the second aunt be worthy of the sister-in-law's dying entrustment. To call you tonight is to ask you what you mean. ”

When Fu Yanxi heard this, she raised her head in astonishment and looked at the old lady sitting on the main seat.

A few days ago, she heard Moshu say that her cousin, Fu Zi'an, the current prince of Dingbei, had a big fight with the second young master of the Wu family in order to fight for a famous prostitute in the Qinglou, and blinded the eyes of the second young man of the Wu family.

Three years ago, the new emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty ascended the throne, the daughter of the Wu family was named the queen, and the head of the Wu family was the secretary of the military department, and the Hou Mansion was not as powerful as before since his father went, so he did not dare to compete with it, so he could only ask for help in a low voice.

The second son of the Wu family is notorious, obscene, lustful and greedy, and there are countless beautiful concubines in the family except for a main house.

I've been wanting to get my hands on myself ever since I met myself a few years ago. Now, does my grandmother and second aunt want to send me in exchange for Fu Zi'an?

If he really entered the Wu family, I am afraid that he would be tortured to death.

Fu Yanxi asked in disbelief: "Grandmother, the second young master of the Wu family has already married a wife, and he has declared a mess, how can you ask your granddaughter to be a concubine, how can the daughter of the Hou Mansion do this." Ahem.." As he spoke, he couldn't take a breath and coughed violently.

The ink book on the side hurriedly handed over a handkerchief. Fu Yanxi coughed up blood in front of the handkerchief.