Chu Heng sat on the steps in front of the study of Qingyan Pavilion, listening to the whirring wind in the courtyard, half of the summer had passed, and autumn was coming in the blink of an eye. Looking at the deserted courtyard, Chu Heng couldn't help but think of the excitement in this courtyard in the past, things were wrong and wrong, the more she thought about it, the more Chu Heng's heart became blocked, and after a while, her eyes turned red.

"Why are your eyes still red?" Jiang Lan jumped off the courtyard wall, and then threw the unconscious Meng Qing to the ground: "You didn't do something bad, feel guilty." ”

"I don't have any guilt, I didn't kill her, I'm already on the net." Chu Heng stood up from the steps and walked to Meng Qing's side.

Meng Qing's clothes were in tatters, bloodstained everywhere, and there were scars and tooth marks everywhere on his face and exposed arms.

"What kind of medicine did you use for the second son, how is it like a dog, he ......bites people when he sees them" Jiang Lan still had palpitations when he thought about it now, he stretched out his foot and kicked Meng Qing on the ground: "Just now in the courtyard of the second son, this maid was bitten awake, and fainted in fright, woke up in pain, and fainted again, but she suffered a lot of crimes, you look at her, where is there a piece of good meat." ”

"It's just wood, and the smell of it makes people forget it." Chu Heng squatted beside Meng Qing and looked at the bloody face on the ground: "Is she disfigured?" ”

"Pretty much." Jiang Lan glanced at Meng Qing's face, pouted, and said, "There is no flesh on the face, get some good medicine and wipe it, it's not that you can't raise it." ”

"It's the first time I've used this spice, I didn't expect it to be so fierce." Chu Heng's eyebrows furrowed: "How can I explain this to the prince of the world and make his people like this." ”

"......" Jiang Lan raised her eyebrows speechlessly, and didn't say goodbye to Chu Heng, she just climbed over the wall and left.

After Jiang Lan left, Chu Heng turned out a lock, tied Meng Qing with a rope, and locked him in the back cover room of Qingyan Pavilion. Then she asked for some hemostatic powder and white cloth from the doctor in the house, helped Meng Qing clean up the wound herself, and tied the white cloth to stop the bleeding, and then left Qingyan Pavilion.

It's almost evening. Chu Heng finished eating, returned to her small courtyard and fell asleep, and after sleeping for about two hours, she got up from the bed again, cleaned up, and rushed to the ancestor's Tongxi Hall to copy the scriptures.

Because Chu Heng helped Su Xin and Douban in the ancestor's house to relieve the siege during the day, when she copied the scriptures at night, Douban also specially sent a plate of dim sum, and Su Xin also came to add hot tea.

Chu Heng likes to copy scriptures, writing makes her heart calm, and the words in her pen fade away from flashiness, leaving only a pure clean, snow-white paper, and ink compassion.

But tonight, Chu Heng couldn't calm down no matter how much she could, she was always thinking about Meng Qing who was locked up in Qingyan Pavilion at this moment. Meng Qing was injured and tied with a rope, although he had given her a simple stop to stop the bleeding, but who knew if she would suddenly have a fever, she had a fever in the back room of Qingyan Pavilion, and burned to death......

"I don't care what she does, if it weren't for her, how could Yinzhu die." Chu Heng's brows furrowed tightly, the pen in her hand penetrated the back of the paper, and suddenly the candle flame flickered, and one in her hand was unstable, and the ink was smeared.

Chu Heng was in a trance for a moment, and the sadness in his eyes became more and more serious: "Yinzhu has been hiding well, but in order to save me, he desperately walked out of the hiding place, if it weren't for Meng Qing, Yinzhu is afraid that he would have died......"

"It wasn't Meng Qing who killed Yinzhu, it was me who ......" Chu Heng's tears had unconsciously covered her face, and the brush in her hand couldn't write a word dryly. Chu Heng wiped his eyes, raised his hand to refill the ink, and continued to copy the scriptures.

In the blink of an eye, the sky revealed the white of the fish's belly, the night faded, and the dawn came. Chu Heng put down the brush, stretched his waist, reached out and poured himself cold tea, and drank it all.

Just then, the door creaked open from the outside. Douban, who was sitting on the edge of the old ancestor's bed, woke up suddenly, she stood up and walked to the door, and met the eldest lady who entered the house.

"Big lady, it's really early today." Douban blessed the eldest lady: "The eldest lady, the ancestor still hasn't woken up." ”

The eldest lady nodded towards Douban, and then walked over Douban to the side of the bed: "If you don't come to see your mother, you really can't sleep well." ”

Douban hurriedly followed.

"You go and prepare some porridge, the eldest lady will use it here in the morning." Fubai has been standing aside, and she stretched out her hand to stop Douban: "Madame's appetite has not been good in the past two days, the porridge should be boiled a little thinner, and the appetizing cucumbers should also be made two." ”

Douban nodded hurriedly, not doubting him, and turned around and walked out of the house directly.

Fu Bai saw that he had taken Douban, so he turned his attention to Chu Heng.

The table where Chu Heng copied the scriptures was in the old ancestor's bedroom, only ten steps away from the old ancestor's stepping bed. When Chu Heng saw Fu Bai looking at her, she was embarrassed to continue to sit on the stool, so she stood up, took two steps to the side of the bed, and bowed to the eldest lady: "I've seen the eldest lady." ”

The eldest lady nodded: "I'll just come and sit for a while, you can continue to copy the scriptures." ”

Chu Heng shook again, and was about to turn back, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by Fu Bai: "Heng'er, can you go out with me, I have something I want to ask you." ”

"May I ask?" Chu Heng blinked, glanced at Fu Bai suspiciously, and then turned his head to look at the eldest lady.

The eldest lady only sat on the edge of the bed in a regular manner, holding the hand of the ancestor, with a look of admiration, as if she hadn't paid attention to this side of the matter at all.

"Well, it's a little bit of personal matter." Fubai's face was a little twisted, and she looked embarrassed.

Chu Heng nodded, Fu Bai put on this expression, whether she wanted to leave or not, she had to follow along. As for whether the eldest lady will drug the ancestor again after she leaves, this ...... She couldn't help it.

Chu Heng was pulled by Fu Bai and walked out of the bedroom. Fu Bai might have said something about carrying people, but after leaving the bedroom, he actually pulled Chu Heng out of Tongxi Hall directly, and stopped at an intersection with a wide field of vision not far from Tongxi Hall, and then let go of Chu Heng's wrist hand.

"Sister Fubai, if there is anything, just ask." Chu Heng retracted his hand back into his sleeve and looked at Fubai with a respectful expression.

"My dad was arrested." Unexpectedly, Fu Bai's eyes turned red, and he actually cried in front of Chu Heng: "Heng'er, you must help me." ”

"Sister Fubai." Chu Heng reached out and shook Fubai's hand: "What can I help you?" ”

Fubai's hands were cold, and when she looked closely at her clothes, the cuffs and hems were also wet with dew. Looking at it like this, she didn't come directly from Furong Courtyard, she should have been outside all night last night, and she went directly to Tongxi Hall in the early morning.