"Madame...... Fish...... Fascinating...... Why are you wearing a veil, is it ......" Ji Chong stood up abruptly, covered his chest with his hands, and sat down heavily.

The maidservants came forward and held him up, and persuaded him not to move.

He called Yu Yan's name for the first time, and his voice trembled beyond shape.

"Chi Chong, you've been too exhausted all these years, take a good rest." Yu Yan smiled slightly, covered her face with her hands, and whispered, "I have a rash on my face...... He"

"A rash?" He stood up with the handmaiden's hand and leaned forward with his thin body.

"Well, I went to the Orchid Valley behind the fishing village and was tricked." Yu Yan said calmly.

"Can I take a look?" Ji Chong looked at her expectantly.

"No, don't get involved." Yu Yan covered her cloak and turned around to go out.

Ji Chong followed a few steps, leaning against the door frame, and kept gasping. Yu Yan turned her head to look at him and walked away quickly.

"Childe, lie down." The handmaid held him and said distressedly.

"Send the medicine over." Chi Chong slowly withdrew his hand and whispered, "My illness, I know in my heart, will not be good." Give her the medicine. ”

"Childe is just having a heartache, and it will be good if you rest more." The maidservant shook her head stubbornly, weeping and refusing to back down.

He shook his head, walked to the table, slowly spread out the paper, and said in a dumb voice, "Polishing ink." ”

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the maidservants gathered around him, making tea for him and adding fragrance, dripping water and grinding ink, and fanning to wipe his sweat. He groaned slightly, picked up his pen and slowly began to write on the paper.

"I've had heart palpitations since I was careful, and it wasn't a material for martial arts training, but I did it forcibly. It's just to make myself stronger, and to imagine that one day I can stand with her. She woke me up, if you like it, you like it, why bother asking for it? She is on the top of the mountain, I am in the south of the sea, and I look at her from afar, as if I were looking up at the stars, looking up at the sun, and seeing her radiant, isn't that better? ”

"After I go, you will each get a thousand taels of silver, and you will find another person. And the rest shall be given to her, and she shall be at her disposal. ”

"Childe." The servant girl fell to her knees, dragged the hem of his robe, and wept incessantly.

"And the master of the Takesang Gate, I have been thinking about the details of every meeting with the master of the door these days, and I have already figured it out. The owner of the Mulberry Gate should be a woman. Go and tell her that the woman is about thirty years old, knows the dialects of the four countries, is very well educated, and should come from a famous family. When she came out to see me, she was wearing a black cloak and black gloves all the time, and once she took off her right glove for tea, and her index finger was broken, so she was not very flexible. She cooperated with me in business and invested a lot of silver in me for an annual interest. She had a great appetite, but she had not changed her clothes for the better, so her silver must have been used for some other purpose. ”

"Why didn't Childe say it just now?" The maidservant raised her head and cried, "In this way, the son can spend more time with her." ”

"You go and say that these things are the same, I looked at her, my mind was blank, and I couldn't say anything." He smiled wryly and turned his pale face to look out the window.

The wind swept red, and the courtyard was gloomy, and the red lanterns looked at him with pity like the eyes of a weeping red maid.

Is there anything wrong with being stubborn? Is there anything wrong with his life's struggles?

He couldn't tell the difference, but he wanted to write it out with all his words.

Holding Wolf Hao's hand gradually began to be a little unstable, and a few bits of ink dripped next to the words. He stopped, and the maidservant hurriedly fed him a mouthful of ginseng soup. After a few more rests, he continued.

"Childe, take a break." The handmaid begged bitterly.

"There's no time." He shook his head and started again.

The maidservants knew that they could not persuade him, and some of them had already gone back and changed into white clothes, and his close servants had even worn white flowers on their heads and red ropes around their wrists, according to the custom of being buried with their bodies, and were determined to die with him.

"You don't have to." He looked up and smiled slightly.

"Childe is leaving, and we vow to follow. The world is big, and there is no son, where will there be a place for us. We have nothing, and we have no blessings for these gold, silver and jewelry, and we can only follow the son to go the best place. ”

"Silly." He gasped for a while, dragged the hand of the woman beside him, and whispered: "Miaoyin, I will marry you as a wife today, and you will keep the festival for me for the rest of your life, and you will not die." Not only you, but also them, you have to watch for me, and no one is missing. I want to be quiet, lie alone on the ground, you are irritable all day long, and when I go, you can be regarded as letting me go. ”

"Childe ......" The maidservants bowed their foreheads to the ground and cried louder.

"If they have the heart to marry in the future, you will give them a marriage with the courtesy of my Shi family's sisters. If you don't meet someone sincerely, you sisters will stay together for a hundred years. There are still houses in the township, you can move there, grow vegetables and raise chickens, and you can spend the day. Madame is a righteous person, and she will order the city lord behind Songshi City not to embarrass you. ”

"Childe......" The maidservant girl named Miaoyin's eyes widened suddenly, and tears welled up again.

"In my life, I have done something wrong, but I have also achieved my great cause. But I couldn't sit down with her and have a bowl of tea while talking and laughing. ”

He wrote down the last word and put pen to paper. Holding on to the table, he whispered, "Change your clothes, accompany me to the street." ”

The maidservants quickly brought his white robe, and served him to put it on, and then brought him a chariot and helped him to sit up.

He held the letter in his hand, leaned against his chariot, his eyes closed slightly, and the wind blew, lifting the sleeves of his white robe, revealing some blue-white fingertips.

"Childe, I think