Cruise ship docking.

The sunset is full of sky, and the river flowers are like fire.

At the ferry where the sun is setting, a weak girl in a plain white dress is standing prominently at the front under the protection of everyone.

A young man in a Confucian robe got off the boat and walked straight to her.

The two looked at each other and seemed to have a thousand words.

But at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

The girl seemed to want to run towards him, but when she saw the figure behind him, she held back.

She stood in place, supported by the maid, her face pale and bloodless, but her eyes were as bright as stars.

"Second Miss."

The boy stopped in front of her.

"Brother-in-law......"

She murmured softly, her eyes tender as water.

The two stared at each other with affection, and were about to hold each other's hands when a young woman suddenly walked out from behind the young man and reminded, "I can't call my brother-in-law anymore." ”

The girl was stunned, looked at the snow-white figure not far behind the young man, was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Brother Qingzhou." ”

In the end, she didn't reach out and put it in the palm of his hand, nor did she throw herself into his arms and give him the most passionate kiss as she had thought about countless times before.

"Let's go, I'm tired."

Song Ruyue saw that the two were still standing stupidly, afraid that the two of them would not be able to help but do something unruly, and afraid that the eldest daughter behind them would be embarrassed, so she hurriedly urged to leave.

Qin Wenzheng also said: "Let's go, if you have anything to say, go back and talk about it." ”

The group was just about to leave, when an anxious and delicate voice suddenly came from the boat: "Young Master Luo, wait a minute!" ”

A girl in a light blue dress, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand, ran out of the cabin with an anxious face, only wearing Luo socks on her feet, and didn't even have time to put on her shoes, and said coquettishly: "Young Master Luo, can I say a few words to you?" ”

"Draw the moon?"

"The Oiran of Kyoto's Tenka Pavilion, the girl who painted the moon?"

The people who were disembarking or picking up people at the ferry were all full of surprise and excitement, and their eyes were all looking at it in unison.

There are big stars in every era, and in Kyoto, this girl who painted the moon is.

Even if there are women who have not left the cabinet, there are many who regard her as idols.

In this era, not all the women in Qinglou sell their bodies, and there are many popular artists.

Those who can be selected as Oiran have absolute talent and charisma.

In addition to having high attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Huayue will also dance and act on stage, and has entered the royal banquet many times to perform.

Even in the aristocratic circle, it has a high popularity.

At this time, a cruise ship suddenly appeared at the ferry, which naturally attracted the attention and excitement of many people.

Tang Yan'er and Bai Yulou, who were talking at the railing outside the cabin, heard the sound and hurriedly looked over.

Huayue was carrying the hem of her skirt, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand, no shoes, looking at the crowd on the ferry with an anxious face, as if she wanted to chase after her from the pedal, but was pulled by the two maids behind her.

There were too many people at the ferry, and they didn't dare let her go up.

When that Luo Gongzi heard her shout, he just glanced back and left quickly, without any intention of stopping.

Huayue stood at the pedal of the landing, staring blankly at the figure that was walking away quickly, as if wondering if she had just shouted too quietly, and the other party might not have heard it.

Tang Yan'er hurriedly walked over and asked, "Huayue, what's wrong?" ”

Huayue came back to her senses, and hurriedly grabbed her hand and asked, "That Luo Gongzi, did you leave his address?" ”

Tang Yan'er was stunned and said, "Which Luo Gongzi?" ”

immediately reacted: "Oh, do you mean that Luo Gongzi of the Qin family in Mocheng?" Oops, I forgot, I just cared about talking to Bai Gongzi. ”

Huayue was stunned for a moment.

Bai Yulou hurriedly came up and said: "Girl Painted Moon, under is Bai Yulou in the south of the Yangtze River, I have admired you for a long time, and I was in the poetry ...... last night."

"Bai Gongzi, I'll go back and put on my shoes first."

Huayue was not in the mood to listen to him continue, bowed her head slightly, and turned to enter the cabin.

The expression on Bai Yulou's face froze, and after being stunned for a while, Fang asked, "Miss Tang, who is that Luo Gongzi?" ”

Tang Yan'er's face was full of doubts, and said, "The son-in-law of the Qin family in Mocheng." Strange, why is Huayue suddenly so excited? Bai Gongzi, I'm missing, I have to go in and take a look. ”

After saying that, he hurried into the cabin.

Bai Yulou stood alone at the railing, frowning, and fell into deep thought.

Everyone in the Qin family got into the carriage.

There were four wagons in total.

Luo Qingzhou, Miss Qin Er, Song Ruyue, as well as Nangong Meijiao and Zhu'er Mei'er, sat in the same carriage.

Miss Qin and Bailing took the initiative to sit in the carriage behind.

Qin Wenzheng and Qin Chuan sat in the third carriage.

In the last carriage, sat the maids.

Four carriages lined up in front and back, heading towards the city.

Not long after driving, Qin Weimo couldn't help but ask, "Sister...... Brother Qingzhou, was that the girl who painted the moon just now? I've heard about her a lot in Kyoto. How did you provoke people? ”

Luo Qingzhou replied: "I didn't provoke, I haven't even seen her, I haven't spoken to her, I don't believe you ask your mother-in-law." ”

Song Ruyue rolled her eyes and said, "Let you write a poem so-so, are you so good at writing?" People must have seen the poems you wrote. ”

Luo Qingzhou wanted to argue a few words, thought about it, and gave up again.

Qin Weimo smiled "poof" and said, "With my brother-in-law's talent, even if I write a poem so-so, it will definitely be a first-class masterpiece." ”

Then he deliberately asked: "Brother-in-law, people just called you to speak, why don't you ignore them?" ”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said, "I don't know her." ”

Qin Weimo said with a smile: "That girl who painted the moon, who is very famous in Kyoto, is the Oiran of Tianxiang Pavilion. Many literati and writers in Kyoto wanted to meet her but couldn't, but her brother-in-law refused, which is a pity. ”

Luo Qingzhou knew that she was deliberately teasing, but she didn't say anything.

Song Ruyue secretly remembered the name "Tianxiang Pavilion" and decided that she must stay away from it in the future.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Qin Weimo was about to speak, when he suddenly coughed again.

Zhu'er on the side hurriedly took out a handkerchief and put it in front of her mouth.

Qin Weimo's pale cheeks swelled with a touch of blood red, and after gasping for a while, Fang calmed down, took away the handkerchief, and said softly, "I'm fine." ”

Zhu'er choked back tears and said, "Miss, but you are ......"

"Pearl."

Qin Weimo glanced at her.

Zhu'er bit her lip and didn't say anything more, tears rolling in her eyes.

Song Ruyue said with a worried face: "Weimo, your face is very ugly, has you been sick again recently?" ”

Qin Weimo smiled: "Mother, I'm fine, just cough a few times once in a while." ”

Bead was silently weeping tears.

Where is the occasional cough a few times, obviously coughing up blood often, and it has been getting worse and worse recently.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly asked, "Second Miss, have you finished taking the medicine?" ”

The medicine he said was naturally the medicine he gave.

Qin Weimo said softly: "There are some that I will eat when I am really uncomfortable." The effect of that medicine is very good, and every time I take it, Weimo feels much better. ”

At this time, the county lord of Nangong, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Recently, Weimo not only has to write books and look at the store, but also has to find a new house, and he has worked too much, sometimes he can't sleep all night, and he has fainted twice this month. ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Ruyue's face suddenly changed, and she said in a trembling voice: "Weimo, fainted again?" Why don't you tell your mother? ”

Qin Weimo said softly: "It's okay, maybe it's too hard, I'll go to bed earlier these days." ”

Song Ruyue's heart was heavy.

She didn't know where her daughter's condition was, it was obviously getting worse.

Once in Meaux, the doctor said that she would not live for more than a month, but she still survived, she thought that a miracle had happened, and her daughter's condition might be better, but now it seems that it was just a delay for some time, and the disease is still there.

I can't say when......

Her eyes were red, and her voice choked: "Weimo, take a good rest, don't work hard." This time, we moved our family here just to treat you. Don't worry, your father will definitely find a good doctor to help you heal. ”

Nangong Meijiao said: "My father found a royal doctor from the palace and showed it to Weimo, and the situation is not optimistic. Auntie, the doctor may not be useful, you need to find someone else. ”

Song Ruyue hurriedly said: "Meijiao, do you know who you are looking for?" ”

Nangong Meijiao said: "I heard that imperial doctor say that there is a senior monk in Jinchan Temple, and it seems that he has been treated for such a disease. However, the senior monk had not come out of the temple for a long time, and even the people in the temple had not seen him for a long time. He is said to have been in retreat for decades. My dad went to look for it in person last time, but unfortunately he didn't see it. ”

Song Ruyue immediately said: "Is the Golden Cicada Temple in Kyoto?" We will look for it tomorrow, no matter what the cost, as long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, we will never give up. ”

Nangong Meijiao nodded and said, "On the Golden Cicada Mountain outside the city, I will accompany you tomorrow." ”

She sighed inwardly.

In fact, there was no chance at all, and the senior monk couldn't even invite the first emperor to be sick, let alone them.

But she always has to give them some hope, and also give some hope to the sick girl around her.

With hope, she can have the motivation to continue living.

Song Ruyue held her daughter's cold little hand, looked at her pale face and emaciated body, her heart suddenly felt extremely distressed, and said softly: "Weimo, don't be afraid, my mother will definitely invite that monk out to treat you." You'll be fine, ...... when you're well."

She suddenly choked up, couldn't say any more, wiped her tears, looked at the young man next to her and said, "Luo Qingzhou, don't you have anything to say to Weimo?" ”

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, looked at the sick girl beside him, and suddenly said, "Second Miss, let's get married, right?" Let the father-in-law and mother-in-law choose a good day, and we will get married. I'm still in trouble, and I'll listen to you at home in the future, and I'll always be with you, okay? ”

Qin Weimo was stunned, and tears suddenly filled her eyes.

(End of chapter)