Chapter 22: Spit ......
This spit out is by no means an adjective.
Ling Jingshu really vomited.
The stomach seemed to be churned by something, the whole body was stiff and numb and unconscious, but the fingers that had been touched by Lu Hong before were hot, as if they were burned by fire.
Lu Hong was also frightened by Ling Jingshu's fierce reaction and froze in place. I watched Ling Jingshu's face vomit in pain.
The human body reacts most directly and keenly. He only touched her fingers, and her reaction was so violent It turned out that she was not duplicitous, she really hated him!
The sound of Ling Jingshu vomiting alarmed Bai Yu, who was guarding outside the courtyard gate.
Bai Yu hurriedly pushed open the courtyard door, and when she saw Ling Jingshu wolf bรจi vomiting, she was both shocked and distressed. hurriedly ran over, hugged Ling Jingshu, and patted her on the back: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? โ
After the vomit was clean, the cramps in the stomach finally subsided.
Ling Jingshu's whole body was weak, her hands and feet were sore, and she leaned on Bai Yu's shoulder, her face was gloomy.
Bai Yu's voice was already choked: "It was good before, why did it suddenly become like this." The slave maid will let people report to the old lady, and now I will ask a doctor to come."
"Don't alarm anyone." Ling Jingshu's voice was weak, but she was unusually insistent: "You helped me into the house." I'll be fine after a little rest. โ
Bai Yu couldn't resist Ling Jingshu, so she had to respond helplessly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Hong's stiff, ugly and sad handsome face, and his heart became more and more strange.
What the hell just happened? Why did the young lady suddenly throw up?
The young lady was unwell, so the slave maid helped the young lady into the house to rest first. It's inconvenient to send the young master. Bai Yu said very tactfully, but the meaning was very clear.
yes, it's time for him to leave, too!
Lu Hong wanted to open his mouth to say goodbye to Ling Jingshu, but when he looked up and saw Ling Jingshu's weak appearance, he swallowed all the words back.
Then, turn around and leave.
When he came, he was full of joy and anticipation, and his steps were brisk. When I went, my heart was sour and sad, and my feet sank like a thousand catties
Lu Hong left the Qiushui Pavilion in despair.
Just a few steps away, I met Ling Xiao.
"Cousin Hong," Ling Xiao pricked up his ears to listen to Ling Xiao's footsteps, and the corners of his lips raised clean lines, "I've been waiting for you here." Have you met Auntie? โ
Lu Hong's face was stiff, and he couldn't squeeze out a smile at all, so he only hummed lowly.
Ling Xiao asked curiously, "Have you confessed your heart to her?" What was her reaction? โ
Lu Hong's expression was obscure, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It's me who is too abrupt." She doesn't have a good impression of me at all" He can no longer deceive himself and sue himself, in fact, she also has a good impression of him in her heart, but she refuses to show it because of the girl's reserve.
She loathed him! I was so disgusted that I didn't want to look at him more! So disgusted that he only touched her finger, and she vomited!
Thinking of this, Lu Hong only felt as if his heart had been hollowed out, empty, and extremely uncomfortable.
Ling Xiao couldn't see Lu Hong, and he didn't know that Lu Hong's eyes were full of sadness and loneliness at this moment, and even quietly glowed. However, he could hear the tremor and desperation in Lu Hong's voice.
Ling Xiao sighed secretly and patted Lu Hong's shoulder soothingly: "Cousin Hong, don't be too sad. Probably because there is no fate between you and Auntie. Learn only with your family background and appearance, and you will definitely have a good marriage in the future. โ
"Good marriage" Lu Hong muttered and smiled miserably.
No matter how many beautiful and lovely girls there are in the world, no one can replace Ling Jingshu.
Without her, where would he have a good marriage?
Lu Hong was in a low mood and really didn't want to speak. Ling Xiao didn't know how to comfort him, thought about it and said, "Cousin Hong, if you're in a bad mood, don't go to the play." lest anything be revealed in front of others. It's better to go back to the house and stay alone. โ
Lu Hong snorted and left with heavy steps.
Ling Xiao stood in place for a moment, then walked towards the Autumn Water Pavilion
Ling Xiao has been blind for many years, and he knows the road of Lingfu well, especially the road to Qiushui Pavilion, I don't know how many times he has walked. I have already known it by heart. You don't need to be supported by a maid at all.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Ling Xiao smelled a strange smell and the sound of Suosuo.
Ling Xiao frowned. Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, Bai Yu's voice had already sounded: "Sixth Young Master, why are you here." โ
"Bai Yu, what are you doing?" Ling Xiao didn't answer and asked, "What about Ashu?" โ
Bai Yu hesitated slightly, and finally told the truth: "Just now, the young master and the young lady of the Lu family were talking alone, and somehow, the young lady vomited out of her stomach. I'm resting in the house right now! Slaves and maids are cleaning up here."
Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's face had changed, and he immediately raised his feet and went to Ling Jingshu's bedroom.
Because of his panic, he lost his former composure, and almost fell down with one foot in the air.
Jing Yu exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly rushed forward to support Ling Xiao: "Young Master, be careful!" โ
Ling Xiao's thin chest rose and fell a few times, took a few deep breaths, and settled down: "Don't worry, I'm fine." I'm going to go in and see Auntie. โ
Jing Yu couldn't rest assured, and followed behind Ling Xiao inch by inch. When Ling Xiao pushed the door in, he stopped, gently closed the door, and stood guard outside.
"Ashu," Ling Xiao groped his way to the bed, looking anxious and eager, "How are you doing now?" โ
The moment Ling Xiao pushed the door in, Ling Jingshu opened her eyes.
Her face was still a little pale, bloodless, and her voice was a little weak: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." โ
"You've all thrown it up, how can you be okay." Ling Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, with a look of chagrin and self-blame: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't make my own decisions and arrange for Cousin Hong to meet you in private." โ
Speaking of this, I can't help but feel a little strange in my heart. What did Lu Hong do to make Ling Jingshu have such a fierce reaction!
Ling Jingshu saw the doubts in Ling Xiao's heart, but she didn't want to explain more, so she said lightly: "I really don't have anything, I suddenly felt sick to my stomach just now, so I vomited." Just rest for a while, you don't have to worry, and don't tell anyone about today. โ
Ling Xiao solemnly agreed, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Ashu, do you really not like Cousin Hong at all?" โ
Ling Jingshu did not hesitate and replied categorically: "Of course not. I wouldn't want to see him at all if I could. โ
She only has a deep hatred and disgust for him, and she never wants to have anything to do with him in this life.
Ling Xiao no longer asks for the bottom of the matter. Ah Shu hated Lu Hong and didn't want to see him, so she tried not to let him appear in front of Ah Shu in the future.
The two didn't speak, and the room fell silent.
Ling Jingshu looked down at her fingers, and there was still a strange burning sensation in the place where Lu Hong touched her, which made her faintly nauseous and very uncomfortable.
This feeling is really not right
Ling Jingshu tentatively stretched out her hand and held Ling Xiao's hand. Xiao's hands are soft and warm, and the familiar touch is reassuring. The feeling of gagging that was about to move before faded like a tide.
Ling Jingshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Jingshu didn't dare to rest for too long, and after about half an hour, she went to the stage with Ling Xiao. The troupe was singing the birthday greetings of the five girls, singing wonderfully and lively, and everyone watched it with relish, but no one noticed Ling Jingshu's return and departure.
Only Ling Jingyan smiled and asked, "Why have you been walking for so long?" โ
Ling Jingshu replied casually: "I don't like to listen to dramas, I went back to Qiushui Pavilion just now and slept secretly for a while. โ
Ling Jingyan didn't doubt him, so she didn't ask, she took her hand and whispered: "Grandmother's birthday banquet will be held for three days, and this troupe will sing for three days in a row, these days can be lively."
Ling Jingshu listened absentmindedly. There was nothing unusual about Ling Jingyan's hand.
It seems that it was because she hated Lu Hong too much just now that she was particularly disgusted by his touch
Shen Shizheng, the troupe finally dispersed.
The guests who came to congratulate the birthday said goodbye one by one, and the Ling Mansion was busy again, and after the guests were finished, the family banquet in the evening was almost over.
The Ling family has been inherited in Dingzhou for a hundred years, and there are many clansmen. The Lingfu branch is a serious heirloom. Mrs. Ling is extremely senior, and today is her seventieth birthday, and I don't know how many people came to congratulate her birthday.
It is said to be a family banquet, and there are more than a dozen seats. Men and women are to sit at separate tables.
Lu An's eyes swept away, but he didn't see Lu Hong's figure, so he couldn't help but wrinkle his brows, called Lu Qian and asked, "Ah Qian, where is Ah Hong?" โ
Lu Qian lowered his head and replied, "I haven't seen my eldest brother either." โ
I don't know what Lu Qian is making awkwardly, he has been avoiding him for the past few days. When we met, we never took the initiative to speak. He asked, but Lu Qian didn't dare not answer. But that look of avoiding it is really depressing.
Lu An ordered with an unhappy face: "You quietly look for it, and you must come back before the dinner starts." โ
Lu Qian replied and went to find someone in a hurry.
Looking at Lu Qian's departure, Lu An's mood was not much better.
It's been a few days since I arrived in Dingzhou, and I socialize with a few uncles every day, and there are not a few officials of Dingzhou City who get together to set up. However, in the end, in the Ling family's mother's house, many things have to be reined in, and at most some singers are summoned to accompany the wine at the banquet, and the matter of serving the bed is not to be considered.
For Lu An, who can't live without a woman for a day, such a day is tantamount to Qing Xiu's hard work, and facing Ling's mediocre and decrepit face all day long is really not interesting.
A trance, a pretty face with a beautiful complexion suddenly hit his mind.
Lu An has always liked glamorous and enchanting mature women, and most of the concubines in the mansion are of this type. He never imagined that he would be attracted to a young girl who was not yet in time