"Say something!" A man who wants to be dissatisfied naturally can't expect to have a good face.

Xiao Enzi's lips trembled, and he suddenly knelt on the ground with a "plop" and cried, "Master...... Fujin ...... Fu Jin is dead! ”

He was stunned.

It was as if he had been slapped with a stick, and his heart was clenched violently.

"Dead?" Confused, he asked, "How did you die?" ”

“…… The mother-in-law who talked back and forth said, Fujin ...... Since the beginning of winter, my body has become worse and worse, and I have asked a doctor to see it, but it has not improved...... Afterward...... Later, I ......" said Xiao Enzi as she wiped her tears with her sleeve.

…… There was only the whirring wind in his ears, and he couldn't even tell what he said.

Dead......

The woman who has always been by his side for many years, the woman who has given him infinite tenderness and endless humiliation, the woman he has cherished, respected, saddened, and hated, actually died so quietly......

When he saw her off, he never thought about seeing each other again.

But now that he heard the news, he ...... It's still unusually uncomfortable.

"When she left...... What can you leave behind? After a long time, he asked in a trembling voice.

Xiao Enzi shook his head.

They said...... Fu Jin went in his sleep...... Yes...... I didn't suffer much......"

Didn't you suffer...... She ...... in this life. How little sin will you suffer?

He opened his mouth to say something, but found that there was nothing to say.

What else can he say......

People are gone.

After standing in the snow for a long time, the scenery in front of me became blurred, and only a white expanse could be seen......

………………

Mama Yun specially went back to the Jingsi Hall.

"It's all in order?" Lao Fujin wiped the corners of his eyes, his eyes were slightly red, "There were no traces, did you?" ”

"Yes." Mama Yun said in a low voice, "That medicine is chronic...... Even the doctor can't diagnose anything...... It's just melancholy...... The girl had already made a decision in private—but she was a clever one. ”

Old Fujin nodded and was silent for a long time.

"Do you think I'm too ruthless?" She asked suddenly.

“…… The slave did not dare. Mama Yun hurriedly lowered her head and said cautiously.

"You have also followed me all the way through the ups and downs, even if others don't know, you should understand......" Old Fujin was slightly distracted. If I weren't a ruthless person, I would be sitting here today...... It won't be me either. ”

Thinking of those old events, Mama Yun couldn't help but be moved, stepped forward, and persuaded in a low voice, "Slaves and maids know...... You're feeling uncomfortable too......"

Old Fujin smiled bitterly and shook his head, there were faint tears flashing in his eyes, "Is it okay...... It's always her own fault......"

The room was quiet for a moment, except for the occasional sizzle of candles.

After a while, Lao Fu Jin slowly asked, "What's going on over there in Li Xuan?" ”

"The prince heard that Fu Jin died...... It's very sad. ”

Old Fujin sighed low and instructed, "This matter...... Don't let him know. ”

"Slaves and maids can be saved." Mama Yun said, "There is also Fujin's funeral...... The prince instructed the slaves and maids to assist Song Gege in cooking. ”

Lao Fujin nodded, "It should be done...... The Song family is young, and those who are small have never seen the market, so you should mention more in the back and don't make any mistakes. "As soon as Ning Ruo leaves, there is not even a woman in the house who can preside over the overall situation. If you can't pull out the general in the sting, there is only one Song family available.

"Yes."

Only then did Lao Fujin remember, "How are he and Xiyan doing now?" Still staying in the study all night? ”

"Tonight......" Mama Yun blushed and said in a low voice, "The prince was originally going to be placed in the Gege House, but later it was ...... because of the Fujin matter."

Old Fujin waved his hand tiredly.

Now that Ning is dead, it will take another year to mourn......

How could she not know about her son.

It must be kept.

It's all wronged.

………………

Xiyan didn't sleep well all night.

The wind was blowing outside, and even the occasional sound of tree branches being scraped could be heard. Xiyan tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep.

Looking back on his gentle care for himself during this time, his infatuation and dependence on him...... Thinking about tonight again...... I just feel that my heart is empty, and I can't find a way out.

She was almost ruined by the gangsters, and now she is in a trance all day long, riddled with diseases, and he still does not give up...... But she couldn't even repay such a small thing, and her heart became more and more melancholy and depressed, and she blamed herself......

I don't know how long it took, but Xiyan finally fell asleep in a daze. But the whole body was already hot and burning like fire......

………………

At that time, Prince Rui's mansion was a different scene.

The red lanterns that had been hanging high were all removed, and the eyes were full of plain water melting in the heavy snow.

Everyone knows very well in their hearts that this year is ...... It's not going to be good again.

………………

This Xiyan was seriously ill, and the Song family took office.

Although she is not very old, she is really a very stable and intelligent person, and she is ordered at this time, but she is also calm, and Ning Ruo's funeral is carried out in an orderly manner under her cooking, busy and orderly. In addition, there are several elderly people such as Mama Yun to help guide them, and Song's behavior is becoming more and more neat and decisive.

By the time the dust settled, the New Year was almost over.

………………

The breeze blew and blew a few pots of begonias by the window. The flowers and leaves tremble and sway gently with the wind, delicate and delicate like the glow of the sky.

Xiyan endured and endured, but still coughed lowly.

Sure enough, Xia Shuang put down the embroidery work in her hand and hurriedly stepped forward to close the window.

"It's just better, and I don't care about my body so much." She frowned, and there was no blame in her tone. As he spoke, he helped Xiyan to the bed.

Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled bitterly.

She has been sick for some time. I burned it intermittently for five or six days, not to mention, and for the first month or so, I was accompanied by bitter medicine every day...... Winter is over, and I still cough from time to time.

She stole a glance at the little clothes in the basket.

originally swore that he would make him and Jing Yi a new outfit, but now that this year is over, they have only started...... She glanced at Xia Shuang with resentment—too harshly......

Thinking like this, my heart is even more depressed.

Xia Shuang didn't realize it, and was still nagging in her ear: "...... If you want to be so disobedient again, the slave can tell the prince. ”

Xiyan was a little unconvinced. Why is she disobedient? He didn't let her get out of bed, didn't let her go out, she just stayed in the room obediently, and didn't even set off firecrackers this year - she originally wanted to take Jingyi to see the Lantern Festival...... The window was only a little open just now.

She was ready to say something and was about to refute -

"What are you going to tell me?" The curtain was lifted, and the man had come in from outside smiling. Behind him was also a chess pick with a decoction. (To be continued.) )