Chapter 158: Fleeing with Death
Death can take away a lot of things, and it should also take away Lan Sheng's obsession. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIf I die in his world, his obsession will be broken.
He may feel grief at first, but slowly he will come to terms with it. He remembered his mother-in-law in his heart, and Yun Qing was always by his side, and gradually he would forget me. Lan Sheng is much more mature than me when it comes to the world, and he doesn't let himself be immersed in pain forever.
At the moment, it's a more viable approach.
I was pondering, and my body suddenly tightened, and Fei Yi said, "What are you talking nonsense?" The tone was uneasy and mixed with anger.
I grabbed his sleeve, reluctantly raised my head again, and said, "I'm not talking nonsense, I've thought of a solution." After a pause, he added, "What if I am dead in the eyes of the world?" ā
He furrowed his brows and said, "You mean 'cheating death'?" ā
I nodded, and said cheekily: "This is not a 'fraud', anyway, people will die after all, I just released the news first." ā
He smiled helplessly and said, "You come and listen." ā
I thought about it, sat up straight, and said, "I just think it's a feasible idea, but I haven't figured out how to do it yet." I can't 'die' in the Lan family, this may cause trouble for Lan Sheng. I had to walk clean and be convinced. ā
He looked at me for a moment and said, "This kind of thing needs a proper moment." ā
"Yes." I took a sip of tea from the teacup on the table, and said, "But I can't wait too long." ā
He looked straight ahead, as if in contemplation, and after a while, he spoke: "In the previous life, your death caused a sensation in the entire Lin'an. ā
I looked at him.
Fei Yi continued, "People say that King An Yi was the first to know about your death, and I wonder if your death has anything to do with him. He scolded you all the way crazy, but in one day, the entire people of Lin'an City knew about it. ā
I wondered, "Who is King An Yi?" ā
"It's Zhao Yuan." Fei Yi turned his head and said, "So when you told me that it was Zhao Yuan who saved you, I was very surprised. ā
I laughed all of a sudden, and said, "But Zhao Yuan is indeed crazy. ā
As soon as I finished speaking, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in my mind, and I said again: "You said that Zhao Yuan spread the news of my death?" ā
He let out an "um" and looked at me with some confusion.
I continued, "Maybe, I can ask Zhao Yuan for help." ā
"Will he say yes?" Fei Yi asked.
"Yes." I hooked the corners of my mouth, "I said I owed him a life and wanted to pay it back." ā
"What do you mean by that?"
I reached out and grabbed Fei Yi's arm, tilted my head and said, "Let him be a witness to my death once more and spread the news of my death." ā
"How?" He asked.
I pursed my lips and replied, "I have a rough plan in mind, and when I send you a message, you will know." ā
"I have only one request," he said with a straight face, "don't really use your life as a bargaining chip, don't hurt yourself." ā
"You have two demands...... I said with a smile.
His expression did not soften.
I said again: "Don't worry, I'm still waiting to go to Yanjing with you, and I will naturally cherish my life." ā
He looked at me fixedly and said in a deep voice, "This time, don't miss the appointment again." ā
"No, it won't." As I spoke, I suddenly felt a fog in front of me.
I sat here for a while before I got up and left. Back in the original private room, Yun Qing was still sitting there, and even her posture had not changed.
Seeing that I was back, she said: "I have listened to what my sister has just said, and if my sister has any inconvenience, I am willing to help." ā
I smiled and said, "I'll be sure to tell you when I need your help." "After all, helping me is helping herself.
"Let's go back." I added, "It's been a long time. ā
When I got home, the housekeeper brought me a letter. I opened it and looked, it was written to me by the third brother. In the letter, he said that Master had gone to Yanjing, and then reminded me not to go back to Qiantang for the time being, just because there were a lot of unbearable words about me and Master.
I thought that these words should have been spread by the group of people from the White Lotus Society. When they failed to murder the master, they used this kind of indiscriminate method to damage the master's reputation.
The third brother advised me not to go back to Qiantang at this time, but I felt that this was the right time. After thinking about it for a long time, at noon the next day, I wrote a letter to Fei Yi, telling him about my plans, and telling him that when the news of my death spread, he would stay in Haining for a while, and then go to Yanjing.
In the afternoon, Yueying and I packed up some of the manuscripts we had brought to Haining and put them into the boxes containing our clothes. There was still no way to take some of it, so I had to give it up.
When I was sorting out the manuscript, I told Yueying that we would go back to Qiantang tomorrow.
She looked at me for a moment, then lowered her head again.
In fact, it has not been ten days since she and I returned to Haining from Qiantang, and now that we are going back, she must have a lot of questions in her heart.
After a long time, she spoke, but instead of asking me what I was doing back to Qiantang, she asked me how I could get the old lady to agree to this matter.
I pondered for a moment and said, "Without the old lady's consent, I will ask Yunqing to help send us out." ā
Yueying looked surprised and said, "She's willing to help?" ā
"Yes." I replied, burying my head back and continuing to pack up the manuscript.
Yue Ying whispered on the side: "I have a feeling that Zhu Niang is doing an extremely important and secret thing. ā
I let out an "um" and said, "You'll know then." ā
I asked Yueying to quietly deliver the letter to Yunqing, and asked Yunqing to go to the garden to meet me after nightfall, I have something to tell her.
In winter, it feels warm when the sun is basking in the daytime, but at night it feels bitterly cold. When I was about to go to the garden, Tsukiying wrapped me in a cloak and stuffed a small stove in my hand.
The moon was shining in the night sky, the cold air was clinging to the cheeks of l, and occasionally a cold fragrance wafted through the tip of the nose, which was the white camellia in the garden pouring its fragrance.
I went to the vicinity of the West Point Gate, where Yun Qing was already waiting.
She said softly, "What is the reason why my sister came to me?" ā
I spoke, "I hope you can help me and Yueying get out of the house tomorrow morning, so as not to disturb the others." ā
She paused for a moment and asked, "Is my sister planning to leave tomorrow?" ā
"You don't have to worry about that."
She was silent for a while and said, "It's not difficult to send my sister out, it's just ......" She hesitated for a moment, and then said: "San Lang will be back soon, won't my sister wait to see San Lang before leaving?" ā
"Since you have decided that you are leaving, let's go crisply. Don't say goodbye, you don't want to leave him with memories. (To be continued.) )