289 The request of a lifetime
He doesn't like it, he doesn't want to kneel down to people, and he doesn't want to kowtow to people, but for the sake of his beloved mother, he can let go of his pride and dignity as a prince and a man
Besides, kneeling and kowtowing to this woman is not too humiliating to be dignified, because she has long seen his most miserable, shameful, incompetent, and humiliating side, and has seen countless times what pride, dignity, and face he pays attention to in front of her, which feels ridiculous.
Moreover, there was no one else here, and he didn't mind losing face in front of her eyes.
"Impossible" Feng Jinghua interrupted him coldly, "I can't take such a big risk"
It is not easy to take a delicate and expensive dead man to escape the net that will be laid by the autumn night strings, and to find a treasure place for this dead man to be buried in an unknown place
The tiger cub was too naΓ―ve to think about it, and she had no reason to meet his unreasonable demands.
"I know it's hard and risky," Qiu Guhan gritted his teeth, his gaze as firm as steel, "but I still ask of you." I've only begged someone twice when I've grown so big. The first time, I begged Qiu Lushuang to spare my mother, and I said that I was willing to be a cow and a horse and a slave for him, and as long as he let my mother go, I was willing to pay any price. β
But Qiu Lushuang ignored him, and still had the poisoned tea handed to his mother, so that he watched his mother calmly drink the poisoned tea and die.
The pain and grief of that moment, he will never forget in his life.
"The second time," he said slowly, "is this time." This is the request of my life. I still want to say that as long as you help me this time, in this life, I am willing to do anything for you, and I will never let you regret that you once saved me and agreed to my request. β
Keeping his mother's body so that she can sleep decently and gracefully is the last thing he can do for his mother, if he can't do it, he will never be at ease, he will never be able to forgive himself.
He didn't cry, he didn't plead, only the firmness and calm that revealed in every word.
Feng Jinghua said lightly: "When there is a request for someone, everyone will say it very beautifully, but why should I believe you with your sincere eyes?"
She no longer believes in sweet words. No more believing in tears and promises. She only believes in tangible proof.
Qiu Guhan's eyes were like iron: "Let me take the poison that only you have the antidote." I can't prove it now, but I will. β
After staring at him for a moment, Feng Jinghua suddenly reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to raise his excessively beautiful face, with a cold smile on his lips: "You think so beautifully." β
Qiu Guhan looked at her: "Yes, I think it is beautiful, but I believe that you will be able to do it." β
Feng Jinghua smiled: "What if I don't agree." β
Qiu Gu Han said: "You will definitely agree." β
That's how he believed in her.
The four eyes are facing each other, and they are all the same firmness, the same refusal to give in.
Tiger cub Zifeng Jinghua cursed in his heart, let go of his chin, took out a small bottle from his arms, poured out a small pill from it, and then pinched Qiu Guhan's chin with one hand, stuffed the pill into his mouth with the other hand, and then picked up the kettle and poured it into his mouth fiercely.
It wasn't until Qiu Guhan swallowed everything in her mouth that she let go of his chin and said coldly: "You remember every word you just said, and don't forget jΓ¬ for the rest of your life, otherwise, I will let your life repeat your most tragic and pitiful memories repeatedly." β
Qiu Guhan's appearance looked a little wolf, but he smiled hesitantly: "Even if you forget jΓ¬, I won't forget jΓ¬." β
Feng Jinghua stood up coldly: "It's late, I'm going to sleep." β
With that, she walked to another room and closed the door.
Akikuhan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and walked behind the curtain.
He didn't ask anything. Since she has promised him, she must have her own arrangements, and he just needs to believe her.
He lit the oil lamp, sat down in front of the bed, took his mother's cold and stiff hand, and looked at his mother for a long time.
Then, his tears flowed down and fell on his mother's hands.
At dawn, he lay on the edge of the bed, hugged his mother's arm, and fell into a deep sleep.
Feng Jinghua lifted the curtain, and after seeing this scene, he was silent for a long time, put the curtain down, and turned to go out.
In the small courtyard, the clouds and the wind were waiting for her, and when she came out, the wind said, "It's ready." β
Feng Jinghua nodded: "Let's act according to the plan." β
The clouds and winds led the way out.
What did Feng Jinghua do, Qiu Guhan didn't know, when he woke up, the sky was extremely dark, and the wind was howling, so that he couldn't judge the time.
He put his mother's arm on his shoulder, got up and walked to the outhouse.
Feng Jinghua stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking at the clouds, and did not look back, but said lightly: "You eat something, let's leave immediately after we are full." β
Qiu Guhan moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything, just sat down at the table, picked up chopsticks, and ate slowly.
Four dishes and one soup, two meats and two vegetarians, and a faint heat.
Very ordinary peasant food.
But Qiu Guhan only ate a few bites, and his eyes lit up, and he could taste it, it was a meal she made with her own hands.
She hadn't cooked for him in a long time. But when he was still terminally ill and cold, she almost always cooked for him by herself.
In his memory, the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the palace are not as good as her fried dishes and her bowl of porridge.
When he was halfway through eating and finally stopped being so hungry, Feng Jinghua's voice came into his ears: "I have investigated a little why your mother's body is not decomposed. β
He stared, raised his head, and looked at Feng Jinghua's back.
Feng Jinghua's back is always upright, arrogant, alienated, and elegant, just like a lone ice peak in the distance, a group of small mountains, out of reach, and never melt, never collapse.
She didn't look back: "The place where your mother was originally buried, near Qiu Lushuang's secret private house, is said to be a rare feng shui treasure, although the soil is dry, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and even in summer, the temperature can be kept at a fairly cool Cheng dΓΉ. There are many plants and trees with strange fragrances growing in the mountain, and these fragrances can repel insects and filth, so there are no insects and ants in the mountain. β
Qiu Lushuang is very powerful, and the mother family is a century-old wealthy family, rich enough to rival the country, he will choose such a remote place to build a house, naturally he has his reasons, and this reason is that although the surrounding area of the mountain is deserted, the mountain itself is a treasure of feng shui.
Dry soil, low temperatures, and a clean environment that is not attacked by insects and ants are all essential elements for the preservation of carcasses.
Qiu Guhan listened attentively.
He believed that his mother's body was a "miracle" that did not decompose, but he also wanted to know what was going on.
Feng Jinghua continued: "I don't know how your mother was poisoned. But she should have been taking foods containing mercury for a long time, so that the toxins of mercury would soak into her limbs. Your mother has other strange toxins. These make your mother's body less susceptible to decay. β
When a person dies, the corpse will decompose and give birth to worms, but certain toxins can resist the production of corpse worms, and it is not difficult to understand if the deceased has such toxins in the body as zΓ i and does not give birth to corpse worms.
Feng Jinghua paused, and said: "There is also the original coffin, which is actually a rare ebony coffin in the world. β
The ebony coffin was so startled that the chopsticks in his hand almost fell