Chapter 8: Death

Mei'er suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Jia Chenxi, who was drunk in front of her, and was angry to death, but when she thought of Miss, she immediately held back, Miss is the most important thing after all, her hands are proficient in all kinds of calligraphy and painting, if it is wasted like this, Miss is afraid that she will play in this life.

Jia Chenxi opened her eyes, looked at Mei'er with wide-eyed eyes in front of her, raised her lips and smiled, and looked at Mei'er with interest, her evil handsome face was full of playfulness: "What? Do you like to keep your eyes open? ”

Mei'er blushed suddenly, mustered up her courage, bit her teeth, closed her eyes, and pushed Jia Chenxi to the ground with a handful of her hand, she stood up and said hatefully: "The kiss is also kissed, let me take the young lady out, and the master promised to ask the young lady for a doctor, Wan Wangye said his word, the horse is difficult to chase, don't break your word."

Jia Chenxi looked at Mei'er's angry Qiaoli appearance, he liked it very much, he raised his hand to pull Mei'er's hair, and said lazily: "Master's words, a word, since I promised you, I will definitely not break my ......word" After speaking, he approached Mei'er's face and kissed it, like a dragonfly, and passed away before he had time to tell Mei'er to dodge: "Go, when you finish rinsing your hands, Imperial Doctor Zhang of Renshantang will wait in the outer hall, don't take too long to ......"

Mei'er lowered her head, stretched out her hand to help Hongya and went to the cold water spring outside, the pair of jade hands were full of blisters, and her ugly appearance was not lazy, Mei'er had no other way but to feel distressed, in order to get angry, she could only quietly curse Jia Chenxi in her heart that she was not a thing.

Finally soaked in cold water, Mei'er looked at the dull-eyed red Aya, and cautiously persuaded: "Miss, don't be sad, Imperial Doctor Zhang is here, he has superb skills, and he will definitely help you recover, there is only one thing, your hands will be good in the future, don't make your master unhappy again, you know that he has a perverse personality, so what's so good about going against him?" In the end, you will suffer your own sin, so why bother......"

Hong Aya listened to Mei'er's words, her eyelashes flickered slightly, she raised her head, looked at her hands, and said to Mei'er: "Mei'er's, my hands are all useless, I can no longer chant poems with Kazama Che, splashing ink freehand, what should I do?" What should I do? Woohoo......"

As she was talking, Hong Aya's tears fell in a stream, Mei'er saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart: "Miss, don't be afraid, we're not afraid...... What kind of character is Feng Gongzi, his heart is as pure as the sea, if he knew that your hands were ruined, he would definitely pity you even more......"

All the assumptions have become doubts in Hong Aya's place, she thinks about what Mei'er said, and her heart is not sad, but for the future, she can comfort herself with this, and only in this way can Hong Aya's heart feel a little better......

Soon, Hong Aya met with Zhang Qingfang, Zhang Qingfang came closer, and when he saw Hong Aya's pair of slender hands like jade, now he has become like this, and he can't help but feel pity and sadness, he has always thought that Hong Aya will be happy when she gets married, so much so that he forced her to leave Kazama Che, but now? Like this, Zhang Qingfang couldn't wait to chop off his hand to compensate for Hong Aya, but Zhang Qingfang understood that even if he really chopped his hand, there was still no way to compensate for Hong Aya.

"How did your hands get like this?" Zhang Qingfang looked at Hongyan's scalded hands, and the hands that stretched out couldn't help but tremble. Hong Aya is a talented woman, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of which are fine, and now she has ruined her hands, how do you want her to accept it? Looking at Hong Aya's stunned appearance, it was obvious that she had not yet woken up from the shock of this sudden disaster.

"How else can you get it! My uncle couldn't get used to my young lady's faint appearance, so he used these methods to torture the young lady, and the young lady said that she had read "Women's Rules" and "Women's Training" since she was a child, but she was full of grievances but refused to say, just to be a good housewife who was kind and virtuous, but where was my uncle willing to give her such an opportunity? As she spoke, Mei'er couldn't hold it anymore, and her tears slanted out at once, like a flood, and she couldn't stop it: "Imperial Doctor Zhang, if you really have the heart to save our young lady, please, please get her out of this mansion, otherwise...... Sooner or later, our young lady will be tortured to death here, woo woo......"

Zhang Qingfang's heart was full of tears when he said this, that is, the man did not flick when he had tears, and now he also shed many teardrops: "Okay, I will take you and your young lady out of here now, but before we leave, we still have to deal with the young lady's hands, otherwise, if it is infected, it will be a big deal."

Mei'er listened to Zhang Qingfang's words and nodded tearfully: "Hmm."

With this saying this, Zhang Qingfang placed Hong Aya on a chair and began to treat Hong Aya's wounds. Mei'er was helping on the side, as if she was Zhang Qingfang's medicine boy. They cooperated tacitly and quickly bandaged Hong Aya's hands, but looking at Hong Aya's stiff hands wrapped in thick gauze, Mei'er couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhang Qingfang took care of Hong Aya's wound and was about to pick up the medicine box and leave with Hong Aya and Mei'er, but unexpectedly, at this time, Jia Chenxi's voice came from outside: "My good Mei'er, are you here?"

"I'm ......" Mei'er opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to respond, when Zhang Qingfang reached out to take Hongya and Mei'er away, Mei'er suddenly and categorically refused: "Leave here with Miss......"

"Let's go! If you stay here, that bastard will definitely use those harmful methods on you, and when the time comes, maybe ......" Zhang Qingfang looked at Mei'er, with a sad but determined look, and reached out to grab Mei'er's shoulder, but she couldn't shake Mei'er at all.

"No, it won't." Mei'er pushed away Zhang Qingfang's hand on her shoulder, and all the emotions on her face suddenly disappeared: "The reason why Miss is like this today is because my uncle likes me, and Miss feels wronged and falls on me a few words...... So, if you take away Miss, it can be regarded as fulfilling our ......"

Hearing these words, Zhang Qingfang didn't know what it was like in her heart, but the hand that had been attached to Mei'er's shoulder had become weak unconsciously.

"Mei'er, where are you?"

Jia Chenxi's voice came from outside, he was already getting deeper and deeper, if he didn't leave, he was afraid that none of them would be able to leave, even Zhang Qingfang, I was afraid that he would fold here. Thinking of this, Mei'er suddenly pushed Zhang Qingfang's hand away, and with a hard bang, she pushed Zhang Qingfang and Hongya down from the window, and then closed the window tightly, leaning against the window and crying: "Miss, Mr. Zhang, forgive Mei'er, Mei'er doesn't want to, but Mei'er can't help it......"