Shen Yueran was overwhelmed by his aggressive questioning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Frankly speaking, if Zhou An cried or scolded once, she would feel better, but he in front of her was forbearant and depressed, which made her heart break.

"Third, third young master, don't do this. I had the privilege of meeting the third lady, who was a friendly and amiable woman, and such a virtuous person would not be easily stripped of her life. It's just that the third lady's body is really weak, and if she doesn't listen to it, the so-called oil runs out and the lamp is dry. Third Young Master, I understand that you and the Third Lady have a deep relationship. That night of the Yuan Lantern Festival, the white cat fell to the ground, causing chaos, and the scene of the third young master desperately protecting the third lady is still in my heart. If you treat the third lady sincerely, the third lady naturally will not want to let you fall into self-blame because of her departure. You did a great job and deserved her, you don't blame yourself. ”

Shen Yueran did her best to comfort him.

"Yes." Zhou An looked at the tombstone again and was silent.

After a moment, he said, "You're kind. ”

Shen Yueran sighed.

As the sun set, Zhou An got up, "Let's go." ”

Shen Yueran was gloomy.

She felt that he was speaking these two words to her as well as to Chen.

The two went down the mountain side by side, and Shen Yueran saw that Zhou An's face was no longer so gloomy, so she asked, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, I don't know when the third lady died of illness?" ”

She only knew about Chen's death now, but she didn't know anything about the details, and she couldn't help but be curious.

"Seven days ago." Zhou An said.

Shen Yueran didn't seem to mind when she saw him, so she said, "When I saw the third lady that night, I already felt that my complexion was not very good. I don't know what is the illness of the third lady, and her body has been weak? ”

"I don't know, I've asked many Langzhong, tried a variety of recipes, and only said that the qi and blood are insufficient, and I need to recuperate." He replied.

Shen Yueran couldn't help frowning.

"Lack of qi and blood, recuperate", such a general statement is not the same.

There are many causes of qi and blood deficiency, congenital, such as congenital deficiency; acquired, e.g., iron deficiency anemia; physiological, such as long-term chronic bleeding; Lifestyle habits, such as picky eating, picky eating, etc.

Lack of qi and blood can indeed lead to the decline of visceral function and cause premature aging lesions, but it is not incurable.

She couldn't help but be angry.

"Tsk, the lack of qi and blood has simply become an excuse for Lang Zhong's unhappiness. Weakness is due to lack of qi and blood, dizziness and tinnitus are due to lack of qi and blood, pale complexion is due to lack of qi and blood, nausea and abdominal distension or lack of qi and blood. A sentence of lack of qi and blood can diagnose all diseases. The problem is that the lack of qi and blood is completely caused by the weakness of the spleen and stomach, and it is not an incurable disease, why has it dragged on for so long, or has it dragged down the body of the third lady? If you want me to say, I just didn't do my best to find the root cause of the disease. She was indignant.

Zhou An raised the corners of his lips, "Everyone is gone, what's the use of holding them accountable?" ”

Shen Yueran came to the momentum.

"You can't say that! The third young master blamed himself like that just now, and took all the blame on himself, which made people feel really uncomfortable to look at. If you let us know which Lang Zhongcao is the one who cares about people's lives, whatever you say, you will also get justice for the third lady. She was indignant.

Zhou An smiled and did not answer immediately.

He paused before looking at her noncommittally.

"Justice? What is justice, money, power, or prosperity? He asked.

Shen Yueran's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.

She saw in his eyes mockery, cynicism, disdain, questioning—

It's exactly the same as the look in her eyes that she just crossed five years ago.

She stopped and grabbed Zhou Anze's cuffs.

"Third Young Master, a human being, is born with a life. Some people are born with a golden spoon, and some people are born in an unwelcome way, where are mortals in the world, where they are born, what kind of parents they have, what kind of brothers and sisters they have, these may have been engraved on the three-life stone a long time ago, and no one can change it. However, one should not be negative, slack, or even give up on oneself because of this. Justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, and the hearts of the people can be seen over time. Even if we are unpopular, even if we are bullied, we have hands and feet, brains and energy, and as long as we are alive, we cannot be humiliated in this life. ”

As she spoke, her chest heaved violently.

It took her five years to figure out and think through this truth, and she didn't want to see a second "her" again.

Zhou Anze's gaze fell on her face, and a faint smile gradually swung from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eyes.

"I don't remember ever telling you where I came from, but you seem to know it as soon as you see me." He's stating a fact.

Shen Yueran thought of the first time she saw him, the one he captured in Jin Mantang.

It turned out that he had such a sharp heart under his seemingly weak appearance.

She couldn't help but blush.

"Listening, listening." She whispered crampedly.

She was persuading him not to mind his identity as a concubine, but his identity as a concubine had become a topic of conversation and reached the ears of an irrelevant person, which could not but be said to be a paradox.

"Huh." Zhou An let out a low chuckle and raised the cuffs that were still being pulled by her.

"What Miss Shen taught me is that I will not commit suicide and will not fall, so Miss Shen may rest assured?" He said narrowly.

Shen Yueran hurriedly let go.

"I didn't mean that, and I didn't mean to look down on you......" she explained incoherently.

"Don't say too much, say too much and make more mistakes, it's all in the silence." Zhou An was rarely silent, and slowly walked down the mountain.

Shen Yueran glanced at his back and raised his heels.

The Great Mourning Mountain under the sunset is a little more soft and quiet, and the two of them walked all the way, talking all the way, and arrived at the foot of the mountain after a while.

When the wheelbarrow that came to transport the paper products was still resting at the foot of the mountain, Shen Yueran asked, "How will the third young master go back later?" ”

At this time, the carriage from the suburbs of Beijing to the capital is afraid that it has stopped.

Zhou An said, "There is a friend in the suburbs of Beijing who said that he would borrow a night. ”

As he spoke, he saw a wheelbarrow.

"This is yours?" He asked.

Shen Yueran responded "yes" and was about to say goodbye, but Zhou An took the initiative to take the wheelbarrow and said, "Why don't I give you a ride, there is nothing to do anyway." ”

Seeing that his complexion was good, and his expression was a little more vivid, Shen Yueran did not refuse.

"Okay." She answered.

******

The wheels of the wheelbarrow babbled over the clumped yellow skull, and the figures of the two were stretched long by the fiery red glow.

"Didn't the third lady always eat red dates, why is her qi and blood still insufficient?" She remembered that Chen had carried red dates with her.

Zhou An was stunned and said, "I don't know." (To be continued.) )