The night rain trickled down until dawn, and the damp mist lay at the foot of the mountains, and an inconspicuous courtyard was hidden in the fog. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the courtyard, the leaves of the pear trees look richer and brighter because they have been washed by the rain, and the tips of the leaves are filled with crystal droplets, which fall on the bluestone slabs as soon as the wind passes.

The vermilion openwork lattice lacquered wooden door of the main room was closed, and there was silence in the room.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, and a long figure approached.

The man was dressed in pink, with a fair face and clear eyebrows.

He walked to the door of the main room and stopped, but he was not in a hurry to push the door in, his hand raised and lowered, his eyebrows furrowed.

Finally, he pushed the door open.

As soon as the sound of the door closing fell, a cough came from the back room, and it was a woman's voice.

The man paused for a moment and walked towards the back room.

There was a rustling sound in the pink gauze tent, as if someone was turning over.

The man rolled up the curtain and hung it on the silver hook. The sleeves slipped down, revealing a pair of slender hands.

The lilac brocade was poked out of the woman's somewhat pale face, and because of her illness, her lips were not bloody. A pair of eyebrows are deeply colored, as if they were painted with ink on a face like white paper.

The man sat down on the edge of the collapse and said, "Xiao Wan, are you feeling better today?" ”

The woman let out a low "um" and struggled to sit up from the couch. The man hurriedly got up and took a soft pillow for her to lean on.

"The rain has stopped?" The woman asked. His voice was a little hoarse.

"Stopped." The man said, reached out and grabbed the woman's hand on the brocade quilt, and said, "Your hands are still so cold." ”

A smile broke out on the woman's pale face, and she said, "But I don't feel cold." After a pause, he said, "Your hands are so hot, and your body is also very warm." ”

The man also smiled and said, "You weren't cold last night, were you?" ”

The woman shook her head and asked, "What's the matter with Xi An looking for you so early?" ”

The man lowered his eyes and sighed, "There's a letter from Tanzhou saying that Master is seriously ill. ”

The woman blinked, as if she understood something, and her eyes gradually dimmed.

"Xiao Wan," the man's voice was a little choked, "I may, I want to go back to Tanzhou." ”

"Well, I'm going with you." The woman's voice was a little blank.

The man's hand wrapped the woman's hands, and he said softly: "I understand, I don't want to leave your side at this time, but Master, he has raised me for so many years, and now he is seriously ill......"

"I know," the woman suddenly leaned over and rested her head on the man's shoulder, "Fei Yi, I must be going, I want to go with you." ”

The man stretched out his hand and took a robe on the back of the chair, draped it on the woman's back, and put his hand on the woman's back, saying, "Your health is not good, and you have to run around on the road, if you go with me, I am afraid that you will become even sicker." ”

The woman didn't say anything for a long time, she leaned on the man's shoulder, her eyes opened wide, and for a while, her eyes turned into two springs of water, she blinked, and tears slipped silently.

"Fei Yi," the woman's voice sounded, as light as a feather falling to the ground, "You go, I'm afraid I'll never see you again, I think...... I'm dying. ”

The man's body stiffened, and he rubbed the woman into his arms with both hands, and said, "Xiao Wan, why do you keep saying such stupid things recently......"

"I'm going to be sad, don't you know?" The man thought to himself.

He sounded like a calm voice with unspeakable panic and heartache.

The woman stretched out her hand and hugged the man's neck, her eyes were still moist, and her voice was cold and calm: "But I really feel it, my hands are so cold...... I can't even feel my heart beating...... Am I really alive...... Fei Yi, I'm going to die after all......"

According to historical records, Zhu Shuzhen was only in his forties when he died, and he was already thirty-nine. The days won't be far away, she knows it in her heart.

The man's heart ached, and he hugged the woman tighter, and said, "You are in my arms now, can't you feel me?" Xiao Wan, you're just sick, you'll get better soon...... I know, you have too much pain in your heart, don't you think about it, okay? ”

"Suffering"? She didn't even bother to reminisce. It's just that more than ten years have passed, and her memory is full of holes.

At the age of twenty-seven, she inexplicably traveled to the Southern Song Dynasty, and three days later, she was married, and later learned that she had crossed over to Zhu Shuzhen. In less than a year, she watched her aunt enter the door, and then gave birth to a daughter to her husband's family...... Misunderstood by her husband and disliked by her mother-in-law...... endured humiliation and returned to his mother's house, and endured the cold words and scolding of the world......

How could this be? Could it be that because he has inherited Zhu Shuzhen's fate, all this must be experienced? Death will not be an exception.

She's not a weak person, but why does she always think about "death" lately?

The history books say that Zhu Shu really died of depression because her lover finally abandoned her.

She is now in Fei Yi's arms, hugged tightly by him, he loves her, how could he abandon her? The woman thought to herself.

She sighed and said, "I don't think nonsense, I just ...... I'm afraid, I'm afraid I can't live, I can't ...... with you Hand in hand to the old ......"

The man's face was close to the woman's side face, and he said, "When I come back, I will take you to Yanjing Mansion, and we will leave Qiantang and leave this place of right and wrong." We will be with us until we grow old. ”

"Fei Yi......" The woman's voice was a little choked, and after a while, she said softly, "I'm sorry, I don't have the strength or courage now, and I always say some frustrating things, you must feel very uncomfortable...... I'm always dragging you down......"

"No," the man stroked the woman's back and said, "Xiao Wan, don't say 'drag', you can't blame yourself anymore, it's not your fault." After a pause, he said bitterly: "Sometimes I think that it is because of me that you have become like this, I should not approach you, otherwise, you will not be hurt like this." You're so brave...... You chose me, and I can't...... Can't give you a stable life......"

A smile suddenly broke out of the woman's face, and she said, "Let's not blame ourselves, okay?" Since you are willing to choose, you have to bear all the consequences. In fact, I am not very afraid of other people's gossip, I relied on my own strength, obeyed my heart, and was with you, but now, I can only rely on you...... Although I know what it means to give everything to the only one, I am now left with the only one, the only one you ......"

"You have to trust me, Xiao Wan." The man said in a deep voice, "Wait a little longer, and when we go to Yanjing Mansion, we can be together like this forever." ”

"I believe," the woman's heart missed a beat inexplicably, and after a pause, she added, "I believe that only faith can keep me alive." I love you, Fei Yi ......"

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