Chapter 123

In the capital back then, there was such a saying that circulated everywhere, and there were women who should have the daughter of the family in Chang'an.

To say that this Lian Chang'an is not only as beautiful as a flower, but also kind and pure as a fairy since childhood. There is a fairy aura on the body, and the fragrance of lotus flowers can be smelled within a foot.

She has also followed Mrs. Lian to give porridge and blessings since she was a child, praying for refugees and doing what she can for them, not to mention, the master of the Lian family is even more supportive. Therefore, the Lianjia family of that year can be described as a double reputation.

Chang'an, the daughter of the Lian family, has long been famous in the capital, and some women should give birth to Lian's daughters, and some men should marry Lian's family. Chang'an, Chang'an, where it is the representative of beauty and kindness.

Naturally, people are also accustomed to all kinds of excessive praise about her, giving her too many legends.

Some people say that in the winter when Lian Chang'an was born, the lotus flowers in the city are in full bloom, fragrant for ten miles, and even more, there is a light like a ribbon in the sky, shining on the earth, and the confusing words have added a lot of mystery to her.

She has become a holy and pure person in the hearts of most men, so people like to like her, but they dare not come near her, for fear of defiling this woman as pure as a lotus flower, for fear of attracting the wrath of the gods.

Therefore, even Chang'an is loved, but it is also lonely. The whole world is kind to her, but she feels that the whole world is moving away from her.

Song Shi is the first person she met in her life, who would not look at her with different eyes, he looked at her with calm and cold eyes, so that her heart was also calm, and she had never been quiet, less impetuous, and lonely and far away.

Their encounter begins with life and ends with life.

In order to avoid the gossip of those people in the capital, Lian Changan has colored eyes and worships. One insisted on leaving, going to a remote town, living incognito.

At first, Master Lian disagreed, and Mrs. Lian forced her to die, and in the end, Lian Changan had to be perfunctory for the time being. However, she kept locking herself in her room, not eating or drinking, and she was haggard, which made everyone feel distressed. After all, even the old man agreed, but the period was one year, and after one year, he had to return to the capital no matter what.

Lian Changan finally broke free from the shackles, and after simply packing up her things, she left the capital and went to the small fishing village she longed for, where she lived the life that ordinary people should have. The fishermen are often outside, and in addition to the girls, they are the girls. In addition, even Chang'an deliberately made himself disgraced, and no one looked down on her, but also cared for her.

Half a year later, she saw a person floating on the river downstream, with a slender body, stiffly floating on the water, lips tightly pursed, and purple.

Chang'an felt bad, and hurriedly stepped forward to look, and sure enough, it was a man who was seriously injured and had fair skin on his body, so the scars on Dao Dao seemed so abrupt. The flesh of the wound turned outward, and it was shocking to see.

With all her might, she dragged Song Shi ashore, simply tore the strip of cloth, skillfully bandaged it, and found someone to carry Song Shi to her cabin.

That little cabin was the happiest place in her and his life. Here are their sweetest memories, and later, when Song Shi came back, that memory became a knife, how sweet it was, how heartache it hurt to stab.

The chalet is facing the river, facing the river, lake and sea, and the spring flowers are blooming behind it.

For three days, Song Shi was in a coma for three days, and even Chang An took care of him and looked at him for three days. He was still handsome during his illness. Lian Chang'an, who watched it, couldn't help but look forward to what kind of charm it would be if these eyes were opened!

All the herbs are provided by the neighbor's aunt, she is kind and charitable, and she is one of the girls in this village, fortunately, even Chang'an has a good relationship with her, and she has learned some saving skills in the past six months, so she stays by his side, and she can be regarded as a doctor.

On the morning of the fourth day, Lian Changan was preparing breakfast outside, not paying attention to the movement in the house. In a trance, she seemed to hear a sound inside, but she didn't pay attention to it, because she thought it was because the water outside was too loud, which caused her to have auditory hallucinations.

When Song Shi slowly opened his eyelids, his eyes were not too clear, and for a moment he thought that he was in heaven, and the atmosphere here was like a soothing incense, giving him an extraordinary feeling of peace. His life was too impetuous and luxurious, and it was rare to have such a peaceful place that he mistakenly thought it was heaven.

When he really came to his senses, he found out that this was a commoner's house, and the owner should have rescued him.

Song Shi smiled bitterly, this is really a joke, die, die can't be done, live, live is not good.

Since he was a child, he has been in a state of giving up on himself because of the strange poison in his body, and he has been tormented by illness from time to time, which has long smoothed his confidence over the years. He didn't want to live anymore. Even if his father tried every possible way to help him ask for medicine, he had no confidence!

Because of the family's dispute over property, he was assassinated by someone sent by his second uncle and fell into the river, and came to this unknown place. He has always understood that the second uncle does not like him, because he is the only son of the Song family, and only he can become the head of the Song family, and he also understands that he must always be on guard against his second uncle, but because he can't find a reason to live, he still pretends that he doesn't know anything, let it come when it should come, he is not afraid of anything, and he is not afraid of anything, and he will die.

When he fell into the river, he had an unprecedented relief, finally, he no longer had to worry about his death, and finally he was able to let go of a qiē, but he was sorry for his father who had been with him and helped him, but he really wanted to be free.

Song Shi rubbed his misty eyes, tried to get up, and accidentally pulled the wound on his body, he hissed in pain, and then endured it. Holding the place wrapped in gauze on his body, he moved slowly step by step, and when he came to the door with difficulty, he saw a lake of green shadows busy coming and going.

From time to time, he fanned the medicine pot, and from time to time came here to look at the fragrant porridge and the fragrance of rice, Song Shi smelled it as soon as he arrived at the door, it seemed that it was the first time he had smelled such a good smell. He also cooked porridge at home, why, he never smelled it?

The woman's pretty side face made his heart throb a little, but he was soon suppressed again, he couldn't be emotional, he was emotional, it was to make the girl have a hard time for the rest of his life, who knows when he will go to see Hades?

Song Shi leaned motionlessly against the pillar at the door, looking at her in a hurry, a little funny, wanting to step forward to help, but seeing that she had finished tinkering with herself, she looked at the medicine bowl in a daze. His eyes were unblinking, his long and thin eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stared at the medicine seriously, occasionally fanning the small fan in his hand. (To be continued.) )