The past is like smoke, Nan Qingxi didn't expect that the face that was once so vivid, she didn't know where to go, her spirit began to be a little trance again, and her memory became messy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She pondered for a long time, her memory becoming more and more blurry, and she felt that Jasper's death seemed to be something that happened in her previous life, too far away, too vague. Her head just ached, and her mind went blank.

In Mrs. Zhong's yard over there, there were a few little maids sitting on the steps gossiping, and when they saw someone coming, some of them were busy smiling and getting up to greet them.

As soon as someone reported: "Mother Jiang is here!" ”

Mother Jiang entered the east door, which was the three ear rooms, where Mrs. Zhong sat and rested.

The Luohan bed with yellow pear lacquer cloud dragon pattern is covered with a brand-new brown felt, the front is set up with an indigo unicorn backrest, a royal blue unicorn pillow, a bamboo green unicorn mattress, a small table of black lacquer inlaid luodian immortals on both sides, a flower pot with Jun kiln rose purple glaze is placed on the left table, and a few new bouquets are inserted in the pot, and a cloisonné enamel floral pattern candle plate is placed on the right table, and a few pieces of delicate pastries are scattered on the plate.

Mrs. Zhong was sitting upright on the couch in front at this time, and her eldest maid Shuang'er was standing on the edge of the couch and waiting. Shuang'er was holding a yellow ground pastel twig lotus pattern begonia style tea tray in her hand, and there was a black glazed bowl type tea cup on the plate, Mrs. Zhong saw Jiang's mother come in, so she asked, "Can you inquire clearly?" ”

Jiang's mother replied: "Madame, don't worry, I have already inquired about the matter of the ninth girl." ”

Frost glanced at the maids in the house, and they withdrew. Mother Jiang just opened her mouth and told Mrs. Zhong about Nan Qingxi's beating of Jasper and how she was punished by Mrs. Tai to go to Yuquan Temple to lead her to practice.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhong lowered her head and was silent for a long time, frowning and gently caressing the embroidery on the cuffs, suddenly stopped the movement in her hand, and said: "Find out who made the blame for Jasper's death, and I must not let me bear the blame for others just like this." ”

Mother Jiang gasped and said hesitantly, "But ...... Nine Girls...... Already...... She...... She has already conceded punishment. ”

Shuang'er just handed the teacup to Mrs. Zhong without saying a word, and Mrs. Zhong held the teacup, thinking of the little girl's matter, she suddenly felt sad, stunned for a while, and sighed.

Nan Qingxi became more embarrassed and indignant because the more she thought about the jasper, and said in her heart: "Since Yuquan Temple does not allow me, and wants to design to harm me, I hurt the life of my personal maid, why live in this world again, instead of being framed by people in vain, it is better to die a hundred times and fall clean!" ”

She had already had thoughts of suicide, and although it was dark around her, she was more courageous than before, and she touched the darkness and walked on haphazardly.

It turned out that Nan Qingxi walked to the depths of the woods, but saw that the fog in front of him was shrouded, and after walking for a while, the snow became heavier and heavier, and the dark clouds in the sky covered the moonlight and starlight at all. Nan Qingxi wanted to take out a handkerchief to wipe her face, but it took a long time before she remembered that she had lost her handkerchief, so she raised her sleeves and wiped her face gently, and when she looked back, she found that it was as dark as ink behind her, not to mention bright, not even her shadow.

Nan Qingxi didn't know where she had been, but she felt that the front was gloomy and terrifying, and she was scared for a while, so she walked back, and went around a few times, but returned to the same place.

Nan Qingxi realized that she was lost, so she had to hold the mentality of trying, and walked forward, the further she went, the more difficult the road became, the ground was full of thorns and weeds, there was no way for a long time, and it was more deeply exposed, she stopped and stood on the ground, rubbing her hands against each other, because of some sunlight during the day, she didn't feel freezing, and now the cold wind was biting, and she felt cold.

Nan Qingxi thought to herself that she couldn't stay in the woods for too long, maybe there would be any beasts at night, even if she died, she couldn't die in the mouth of the beast, so wouldn't it be too stupid to sit still, so she walked forward again, and walked for a while, the surroundings became darker and darker, although she tried to keep her eyes open, she still couldn't see anything clearly, at this time, she didn't care about the pain of her legs and feet being pierced by thorns, she just covered her head and smeared forward, walked for about an hour and a half, and finally saw a glimmer of light.

Nan Qingxi's confidence in getting out of the woods has long been eroded by the difficulty of moving forward, and he even has the heart to die here. At this time, she was overjoyed to see the light, thinking that she didn't have to die in this strange place, she quickened her pace and walked forward, she didn't go far, she only felt that her feet were empty, and before she could react, she had already "poofed" and fell into the ditch or some water, her legs seemed to be teaching something to stumble.

So she struggled a few times, because of the force too hard, it inevitably hurt the scab that had just formed in the wound, and her legs were easily freed from the restraints, and she swam forward, but fortunately, although the river was deep, it did not completely submerge her, but only under her mouth, and the more she swam forward, the more she felt the biting cold, and she shivered and coughed incessantly, and she realized that she had fallen into the cold pool.

Suddenly, the light in front of him was getting closer and closer, as if it was moving towards him, and as the light moved closer, there were a few mutterings: "Who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, stirring people's dreams!" ”

Nan Qingxi heard someone speak, and shouted out in surprise, with a bit of begging in her tone: "I...... I...... I am a pedestrian passing by, because I got lost so I got here, disturbing the owner, please forgive me. ”

After listening to this, the man asked curiously after a while: "Little girl, do you know that what you fell into is not an ordinary lake or river, it is a cold pool, as long as you stay in it until dawn, a small life is bound to be given, why don't you beg me to save you?" ”

Nan Qingxi was about to answer, when a little light suddenly appeared in front of her, it turned out to be an old monk, who was holding a fire fold in his hand and was carefully looking at her.

Nan Qingxi tilted his head, his expression was a little sad, and said: "I don't want to live anymore, what is the difference between you saving and not saving your predecessors." ”

The old monk just shook his head, sighed constantly, as if he was sorry, and was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but a voice came from not far away, "At a young age, why do you give up your life and beg for death?" ”

Nan Qingxi couldn't help but choke, "What is life?" What is death? ”

A soft sigh came from afar, "Life is death, death is life." The girl is not afraid of death, so why is she afraid of life? ”

Nan Qingxi muttered: "Life is death, death is life!" She muttered for a long time, and she didn't know how to speak, but the voice in the distance came again, "Senior nephew, save the little girl and come up!" ”