Chapter 91: Where Does Sorrow Come From?
Xuan'er's eyes couldn't help but fall on the old woman in front of her again, the old woman was dressed in coarse cloth, her face was full of wrinkles, her eyes were bright, and her eyes were as sharp as an afterlife.
It's just that why is the little girl so afraid of her? Xuan'er lightly held the little hand that was tugging at her dress, wondering.
"Miss, how can you run out? It's windy outside, how can you be good if you break your body?" the old woman glanced at her sharply, and reached out to grab her, and the little girl shrank away.
Only then did the old woman look up at Xuan'er, and said in an unkind tone: "Who are you? Why are you so rude and trespassing into the inner courtyard!"
In the face of questioning, Xuan Er was not annoyed, but said lightly: "Mother-in-law, don't be impatient, I came with Elder Ji to talk a few words, and when I was about to leave, I happened to run into your young lady, and there was no malice." β
When the old woman heard that it was a distinguished guest invited by Elder Ji, her face changed instantly, her eyes softened, and her voice was no longer displeased, and she smiled respectfully: "Rao is a distinguished guest invited by the old lady, Fang Cai is rude and neglects the distinguished guest, but the old man just turned around to get something, and the young lady disappeared. β
As soon as the words fell, the old woman glanced at the little girl and motioned for her to come.
The little girl shook her head and whispered, "I don't want it." β
"Miss, don't be willful, you can't bear it outside, go back to the room with your mother-in-law!" The old woman's face sank, and she couldn't help but want to, so she reached out again and grabbed her wrist.
"I don't, I don't want to go back! Don't! Sister Xuan'er, help me!" the little girl struggled to resist, her other hand tightly tugging at the corner of Xuan'er's clothes, the corners of her eyes moistened, and her voice choked.
Xuan's heart softened, and she pulled the little girl's hand, and the other hand held down the old woman's hard pull.
The old woman had a calm face, and warned first with anger: "Girl, the old man is good with you for the sake of Elder Ji, but if you are nosy and hurt the young lady's body, don't blame the old man for being rude and disrespectful!"
"Mother-in-law, don't be annoyed, I'm just afraid that you will pull her and hurt her by mistake, isn't it? At that time, you will feel distressed, and I am also afraid that Elder Ji will ask me for questions. β
At the end of the words, Xuan Er saw that her strength was a little slow, so she quietly pulled the little girl aside, squatted down and smiled: "Now you should tell me what your name is, right?"
The little girl sobbed a few times, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and choked up: "My name is Ji Xiaoyu, and Elder Ji is my grandfather." β
Elder Ji is indifferent and tenacious, but his granddaughter is weak.
After thinking about it, Xuan Er smiled gently, flattened her cloak left and right, put on a hat, held her hand lightly, and comforted: "The body is important, don't be willful, it makes people worry." β
"Sister Xuan'erβ"
Before the little girl finished speaking, her eyes flashed with embarrassment, and she lowered her head after hesitating a few times.
Just hanging her head, Xuan Er looked at the bottom of her eyes, touched her hair, and said with a smile: "When I get your grandfather's consent, how about I have time to come and see you?"
"Really?" the little girl's original sadness was swept away, and her excited little hand took her and shook it, repeatedly confirming, "Really? Don't lie to me!"
Xuan'er amused her with a smile and a smile, and nodded lightly, which was considered a response.
The little girl reluctantly let go of her hand, avoided the old woman's outstretched hand, and walked towards the house.
Xuan'er looked up at the sun, it was already noon, and after walking a few steps, a yellow shadow jumped out of the corner, and without saying a word, he grabbed his wrist.
Xuan Er was wary of the sudden girl in front of her, and wanted to ask questions, but the girl anxiously made a silent gesture and pulled her into a side room with a panicked expression.
The girl poked her head out to look left and right, and only after making sure that no one noticed it did she cover the door lightly, sneaky.
I didn't know each other, Xuan looked at her in puzzlement, the girl in yellow held down her undulating chest as if she was frightened, swallowed her thirsty throat, and took a long breath before saying: "Miss Xuan, the slave maid is really a last resort, don't blame." β
"It's okay, it's just that the girl is so anxious to pull me here, so you might as well say it directly." β
"The slave's name is Huang Ying, she is Miss Yu's personal ring, and she has watched Miss grow up, and this abrupt move is for Miss Yu. β
Before the words were finished, the maidservant named Huang Ying suddenly knelt on her knees and begged in tears: "I heard that Xuan'er, a newly started disciple of the Taiji Sect, can urge the jade to recite the text, and even Zhu Zhenren, who is dying, can be pulled back from the Ghost Gate, so I thought that Miss Xuan might be able to save my young lady." β
Xuan Er was slightly stunned, thinking that she was talking about illness, so she said: "Seeing that my mother-in-law is very nervous about her body, her face is pale, and her hands are very cold, it is indeed a symptom, what can the doctor say?"
"On the surface, it looks like it, but it's not. Huang Ying shook her head and took out a jade pendant from her arms, wearing a dragon pattern.
Xuan Er looked at the turbid jade pendant, and as soon as his fingertips touched the edge of the jade pendant, he felt an extremely heavy resentment lingering inside.
Confused, Huang Ying wiped away her tears and said angrily: "This jade pendant is a thing carried by the deceased young master, a dragon and a phoenix, the dragon and phoenix are auspicious, and they are auspicious things. The old lady traveled to find a doctor, and happened to meet an old woman. β
"But the old woman just now?" Xuan Er's mind naturally appeared in the old woman of Fang Cai, and Huang Ying's nod also confirmed his guess.
"It's her!" Huang Ying said angrily: "At first, the slave didn't suspect her, and the young master and young lady gradually improved, and in just half a year, the young master and young lady were able to stay and move around." β
Xuan Er heard some clues, "Do you have any problems?"
According to the old woman, the young master and the young lady are in conflict with each other, and as they grow older, the impact becomes more and more obvious, ranging from disasters to death. The old woman was right-eyed, and seeing that the young master and young lady were more like what she said, she naturally listened to it. β
Before the words were finished, Huang Ying glanced at the jade pendant, "The old woman said that with the jade pendant as a guide, as long as the young master and the young lady's life grid are dissipated by half, each other's life will be slightly warmer, and the impact will be reduced, but the old woman's life attribute will be strengthened with age, and there is no way to cure it, so she can only continue to practice it indefinitely, and every time she does it, no one is allowed to take a step close to the courtyard, let alone see it." β
Xuan Er nodded slowly, but did not say anything, because she still had questions in her heart, "How did Young Master Ji die, and how did you know that this matter was related to her?"
Huang Ying hid her face and whispered, "The young master has been dead for a year, and it must be because he was aware of her conspiracy, so he sent his followers from the mustache to report her to the old lady, but the mustache died mysteriously on the way, which was seen by the slave maid herself." After this incident, the young master was seriously ill soon after, and he couldn't say a word, and the old woman said that the young lady's life was too strong, and after three days, the young master lost his breath. β
"After the young master left, the young lady washed her face with tears every day, and the house where the young master refused to leave before his death, and the old lady could not be comforted, so he ordered the slave maid to clean up and place some food and clothing. β
"Does Elder Ji know about this?"
There is no reason not to tell Elder Ji about such an important matter, Xuan Er secretly thought.