On the first day of February in the fourteenth year of Jingren, it is appropriate to mourn. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Luo Qiyan's funeral was extremely grand, the saint was merciful, chasing the lady of the three products, full of ceremonies, ten miles of plain white silk, the atmosphere of the city seemed to have been affected, the mourning scene was all over, the eldest son Xie Ruijun did not rush back after all, Yun Qing was in front of the silk, pulling the coffin and singing the elegy, and followed the crowd with a cold expression, she was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, pale and heart-wrenching, she didn't have the heart to disdain those uncles and aunts of the Zong family who didn't come and go much on weekdays, as well as cousins and sisters, and so on, hoarse crying, I didn't have the heart to pay attention to whether there was a happy laugh behind those cries, and I didn't have the heart to pay attention to the second aunt Liu's cold and warm eyes.

The honor team walked along Suzaku Avenue in the direction of the East City Gate.

In less than three moments, as soon as the matter was over, everyone dispersed one after another, Yun Qing stood alone in front of the new tomb, her expression was indescribably lonely, she had not spoken for many days.

In the distance, Yilan was pacing back and forth with the corners of her clothes, Yulan stood in place with an indifferent face, and Mama Gao was now also following Yun Qing's side, looking at this side with a sad expression.

"No, it's windy, I have to call the girl!" Yilan paused, looked at Yulan and said word by word. Without waiting for others to react, he walked over.

Yilan put on a snow-white cloak for Yun Qing, this snow-like color is particularly cold this year.

"Girl, it's getting late, it's windy, you have to pay attention to your body."

"yes, I need to pay attention to my body." Yun Qing said to herself, suddenly laughing, indescribably bitter, "Let's go!" ”

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Zeng knelt in front of Yun Qing, Yun Qing leaned on the warm collapse, lazy, and Yilan rubbed the acupuncture points for her to relieve the fatigue of recent days.

"Zeng, you don't want to speak, and I don't want to ask more," Yun Qing glanced sideways at Yulan, who brought over a bowl of black medicine: "Drink it." ”

Zeng hesitated, took the medicine, closed his eyes, and drank it with a sad expression. Then she kept her eyes closed, quietly waiting for the arrival of fate, but it was different from what she imagined, she just felt that her throat was getting hotter and hotter, like a fire, and finally couldn't help it, she pulled her collar, opened her mouth, and wanted to cough, but she couldn't make a sound, she held back her beautiful face, and finally curled up in a ball, not moving for a long time.

"You forgot, I'm not going to let you die!" Yun Qing didn't lift his eyes, and said lightly.

"......" Zeng moved and opened her mouth, this time she wanted to speak, but she couldn't speak anymore.

"Don't think I don't know there's the Liu clan behind you!" Yun Qing said, laughing out loud, "Heh, Liu Meizhi, I will let you see her end, it will only be worse than you, I want you to see that you have pressed all the bets and lost a lot!" ”

Zeng looked at Yun Qing in horror, she shook her head, she wanted to speak, at this time she was eager to speak, but she couldn't do anything except shake her head at Yun Qing in a panic.

"Take it down, send it to Zhuangzi, let Liu Zhuangtou take a good look, as long as she is not allowed to run away."

Yun Qing took a deep breath lazily, and the sweet fragrance of pear blossoms filled her entire nasal cavity. The corner of his eye skimmed Zeng's smooth face, and he was disgusted in his heart: "Tell me to go down, pierce my face!" ”

Yilan looked at Yun Qing suspiciously, Yun Qing didn't explain, just closed her eyes. However, when Mama Gao next to her heard the word "thorn face", her heart trembled, and she looked at Yun Qing with some distress.

At the time of a cup of tea, Yilan went and returned, her face was a little pale when she came back, she wanted to speak and stopped beside Yun Qing, her fingers twisted the corners of her clothes, and finally, when she saw Yun Qing's brows that had not been stretched, her heart suddenly calmed down: "Girl, Yilan will always be by the girl's side and protect the girl." ”

The magnolia outside raised her eyes and glanced at Yilan, did not speak, lowered her head and embroidered the handkerchief in her hand.

"Are you afraid?" Yun Qing lightly opened her lips and said faintly.

Yilan recalled that this mother-in-law carved the word "slave" on Zeng's face, and felt uncomfortable for a while, but her eyes were firm: "Girl, Zeng's is self-inflicted, and Mrs. and the little son are so pitiful......"

Yilan suddenly covered her mouth and looked at Yun Qing with some self-reproach: "Girl, the slave has lost her word, don't be sad." ”

Yun Qing shook his head and did not speak.

"Girl, how do you know it's the second aunt...... Yes! Is it the Liu family, is she instructed by the Liu family? Yilan tilted her head curiously, people who have no heart and lungs are always easy to divert their thoughts.

"Okay, Yilan, let the girl have a good rest, the girl is tired these days, tomorrow, we have to get out of the city early!" Mama Gao came in, and when she saw Yilan's chattering appearance, she whispered angrily.

"Oh! Then go to bed, girl. ”

Yilan was stupid and ran to the inner room to make a bed for Yun Qing.

At this time, the crescent moon has quietly hung in the treetops, the stars are sparsely scattered, the night sky is deep and boundless, and a small carriage is walking on the path leading to a Zhuangzi named Ertunzi in the western suburbs.

is also sleepless, as well as Xie Tingzhong.

"Master, do you still remember that spring, the slave maid went to Zhuangzi with you, the field was quiet, the breeze was blowing, the river was bending, we were playing on the horses, you were so gentle and bright, just like the sun in early spring, you looked at the slave and maid's eyes, full of tenderness. Just by the small river in the field, you stroke the flute and blow Xiao, the slave and the maid sing and dance lightly, and you say that you want the slave and the maid to accompany you for a lifetime. ”

"Master, the slave knows that you will marry a wife, and the slave knows that the slave and the maid will only be a little girl in this life, and the slave and the maid have never had any other luxuries, they are only willing to be by your side, and they will not be lonely in their lives."

"Master, you actually killed our first child for Luo Qiyan to enter the door, the slave and maid don't complain about you, you are the eldest son, and you are the future grandfather of the country, the slave and maid are only to blame, your original intention was to fall in love with Luo Qiyan!"

"The slave can stand the long night, the girl and the mother-in-law treat and bully me, and can stand everything, but I dare not touch your cold gaze, since when have you always been so cold to the slave and the maid, it turns out that the slave and the maid, don't say your love, you don't even have the qualification to have your pity!"

"Hehe, slave? Slaves and maids are in front of you all their lives, in fact, they are just slaves! Do you remember that you said: Rou'er, don't always be a slave and a slave. You also said: There are no rules, in front of the lady, no big or small. ”

The woman's crying voice became farther and farther away, and finally, only Luo Qiyan was dying in her arms, and there were large blood stains under her, staining the bed sheets red, and staining her and her plain white robes red. Do you love your own wife? Xie Tingzhong asked himself, did he love her, otherwise more than ten years ago, the woman who rode a horse and held the whip passed in front of her eyes on that drizzly day, and she would not have been so persistent in going to the marshal's mansion again and again to ask for marriage...... Xie Tingzhong sighed, put down the fold in his hand, and walked to the window, on the first day of the new year, his wife had just been buried, and the entire Guogong Mansion seemed to be a little empty, and he looked a little confused.