h2> Chen Qiuniang was speechless for a while, so she just sighed lightly. He drank it all from the cup, and said: "A glass of sake, Tao Pingsheng." I can't tell you enough about my heart. In this life, people are too unwilling. ”

"You Yu Chen Qiuniang is not a passerby, but a friend who really protects you." It took her a long time to say a word.

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Friend? Who's going to be your friend? Either marry me and accompany me for the rest of my life. Or, in this life and in this life, don't see each other again. ”

"Why are you bothered?" Chen Qiuniang shook her head.

"That's who I am." He said, and then looked at Chen Qiuniang very seriously, and said, "I have been looking for you for nearly a year, secretly monitoring Zhang Ci, he entered the feast of the wealthy family, and played the unsightly song "At least there is you" every day, he also looked at the moon in various postures, thinking about you, he also set a table of delicious food by himself, and put your dishes and chopsticks! You never showed up again. So, I thought, go with you. In this world, I can't accompany you, but I have to follow you in the netherworld. ”

"Didn't you think that Qiu Niang didn't die, but she didn't want to appear again?" He asked.

"I've thought about it." Jiang Fan replied loudly.

"Then you're still looking for death?" She asked.

Jiang Fan stared at her, showed a light smile, and said, "Qiu Niang, I just want you to know: I can die for you." ”

His voice was soft, soft, as soft as snowflakes outside the house. Chen Qiuniang frowned, she never knew that Jiang Fan jumped off the cliff that day and still had such thoughts.

"Silly." She stared at the man in front of her, the rapidly vicissitudes of life as the teenager was smiling at her, she suppressed the excitement in her heart, and spat out only one word.

When he heard this, he smiled and said: "In the past few years, I have been stationed in Cangzhou Mansion, and the women in this plum garden are from the family. ”

She was silent, so he continued: "Until I met Green Song, she was leaning on the embroidery tower, and the summer wind was blowing, and her clothes were flying. She's like you, but I know she's not you. I asked the people in the mansion to dress her up. Hehe, her appearance is too much like you, and when she dresses up a little, she will be in a trance like you. ”

Chen Qiuniang was still silent, just sat upright and listened to him carefully. Jiang Fan took a sip of wine and continued: "She has ill intentions, heh, don't I know? But she's like you. ”

Jiang Fan's eyes seemed to be smiling, Chen Qiuniang frowned slightly, only pursed her lips, and didn't know what to say.

"What? Don't know what to say? He asked.

"Yes." Chen Qiuniang admitted it frankly.

"I just miss you." He whispered, and then said, "Can you sing the song for me again?" ”

"No." She said, and then played the pipa again and sang a song.

Jiang Fan sat upright, listening very carefully, and that expression seemed to indicate that his thoughts had drifted far away.

After a song, Chen Qiuniang put down the pipa in her hand, Jiang Fan slowly looked over, her eyes were as bright as water, and her voice was very soft, and asked, "It's been three years, why did you come?" ”

"Childe is Qiu Niang's old friend, a best friend. Childe is now in danger, and Qiu Niang is here. She said slowly, calmly staring at him.

A smile curled up on his lips, and the smile gradually expanded, and then he didn't know what to enjoy, so he lowered his head and took a sip of the wine in the glass, and then raised his head again, his eyes were shining, and he only looked at her, and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to tell me when you come this time?" ”

"Originally, I had a lot of things to say to persuade my son, but now I listen to my son's words and deeds, but Qiu Niang is too worried." She said. Yes, after Fang Cai's observation, she already understood that Jiang Fan was not a stupid person, what should he do, how to deal with it, and her heart was like a mirror. And the external silly whiteness, prodigality, and willfulness are his protective colors.

Jiang Fan heard Chen Qiuniang say this, the corners of his lips hooked, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and he said, "What do you want to persuade me, why are you worrying too much?" But I want to know what you're trying to persuade me, and how much do you think about it. ”

Chen Qiuniang lowered her eyes and said, "It's me who heard about the green song, and I'm blindly worried." ”

"Really? Green Song is deep in this plum garden, and I don't know what Qiu Niang said by hearsay? Jiang Fan's face sank.

Chen Qiuniang didn't care, but said: "I naturally have what I know, and it makes no sense for you and me to argue about that." Before, I heard that Green Song and I looked quite similar, and I was afraid that she had two hearts, so I came to investigate. But when I talk to you today, I know that you have your own sense of proportion, and your every move is appropriate. In this way, I have nothing to worry about. ”

Jiang Fan came over with an arrow step, the speed was extremely fast, Chen Qiuniang only had time to make a move, and her wrist was clasped by Jiang Fan, and Jiang Fan pressed her down on the mat.

Chen Qiuniang didn't move, Jiang Fan's long untied hair fell down, and there was a smile on her lips, and she said, "Qiuniang, you tell me well, I want to hear it." ”

His breath was close at hand, and the atmosphere was very AIMEI, Chen Qiuniang lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, "What did you say?" ”

"Say you're worried about me, say how you're worried about me." He said, then chuckled, paused, and said, "Tell me why you think I'm overthinking again." ”

"I, I've already said that." Chen Qiuniang struggled not to move, so she twisted her head to the other side.

"I don't like to hear ambiguous words, I want to hear them clearly." Jiang Fan whispered.

Chen Qiuniang lowered her eyes and said, "Then, you let go first, this way, it's not good." She gestured lightly at the distance between them.

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "This is the plum garden, I say how it is good, it will be good." Qiu Niang, didn't you think about this problem before you came? ”

Chen Qiuniang could hear the desire in his words, and knew that the slightest mistake might make him crazy. She tried to calm herself and said, "I don't need to think about such boring questions. ”

"Oh? Is that question boring? He chuckled.

She replied, "It's boring." Because Brother Jiang Fan will try his best to protect me from the slightest injury, how can he be willing to hurt me? ”

As she spoke, she looked at him, her eyes as clear and clean as autumn water. Jiang Fan frowned slightly, laughed at himself, shook his head, and said, "Qiu Niang, I am willing to protect you with my life, but it doesn't mean that I don't want to get you, you know?" ”

Chen Qiuniang was speechless at this moment, and only lowered her head. Because she knew that Jiang Fan said this, it meant that Jiang Fan would not do anything to her. If she still doesn't know whether she is alive or dead and says something that she doesn't have, she is bored with herself. The young man in front of him dared to be called the Sword Saint at a young age, her kung fu was simply not enough in front of him, if he angered him, he could easily restrain her.

"Well, that's it, I won't scare you." He sighed softly, then gently got up and sat down cross-legged beside her, straightened his robe, raised his voice, and said, "Still not up?" I'm going to pounce. ”

Chen Qiuniang hurriedly got up and sat aside, and looked at him timidly. Jiang Fan was in a good mood, laughed, and said, "Really, in the past three years, I have never been as happy as I am today." ”

Chen Qiuniang was still silent, at this moment, she didn't know what to say. Jiang Fan said to himself: "Qiu Niang, it's been three years, and you don't even want to enter my dream." But today you will come to me. I don't even know if it's real or if it's a dream. ”

He shook his head, Chen Qiuniang pursed her lips, and asked in a low voice, "Then do you hope it is real, or is it a dream?" ”

"I naturally want it to be true." He looked at her, and said with a smile, "Although, if you live, it will not be mine." ”

His words were very lonely. Chen Qiuniang lowered her eyes, knowing that she didn't have to worry about what she was worried about, as for dealing with the matter of Green Song, as long as she handled it properly, Jiang Fan would not have any objections, so she slowly stood up and said, "I'll make a pot of black tea for my son." ”

Jiang Fan didn't speak, just sat cross-legged on the mat, didn't even bother with a few strands of long hair hanging down on his face, and just looked at Chen Qiuniang like that. Chen Qiuniang didn't look at him, only Yingying got up, calmly boiled water to boil black tea, in the process, plucked the incense in the incense burner, and the smoke dispersed in the house.

"Childe, let's have a cup of tea." After a while, Chen Qiuniang boiled black tea, put a small piece of sugar, stirred it gently, and handed it to Jiang Fan. He didn't answer, and slowly collapsed on the cushion beside him. The white robe was fluttering, the black hair was scattered, and the handsome young man fell asleep peacefully.

Chen Qiuniang knelt down beside him and shouted, "Jiang Fan." ”

He just let out a dreamy "um", but he didn't mean to wake up. She took a sip of black tea and said softly: "In Qiu Niang's heart, you are her most important person and a very good friend." She can't tolerate anyone with bad intentions borrowing her to your detriment. ”

"Hmm." He still replied in a whisper.

"Qiu Niang will definitely do her best to protect you." She muttered to herself, but the teacup in her hand was slowly put to his lips, and whispered, "You smell it, isn't the black tea I made for you very fragrant." ”

"Hmm." This time, after Jiang Fan answered a word, his body suddenly sank and he fell asleep more soundly. Chen Qiuniang put the teacup aside, stood up and walked to the door, and shouted, "Hongmei, you can come in." ”

Hongmei immediately flashed in, opened a few curtains, and then paused and asked, "Miss Su, what did you do to him?" ”

"He didn't rest well, so I used concentrating incense to let him sleep well." She said.

"You drugged him." Hongmei was very displeased.

"The Floating Light Boy has never used only incense." Chen Qiuniang replied while extinguishing the incense in the incense burner, then sat down in front of the desk and said, "It's cold on the ground, help him go to bed to rest, settle down, come over and have a cup of tea." ”

Hongmei didn't answer, bowed down lightly to help Jiang Fan up, lifted the heavy curtain and put it on the bed. Chen Qiuniang drank tea and ate a few pieces of dim sum by herself.

Hongmei settled Jiang Fan, then came out and knelt down and asked, "Miss Su, how is the situation of the son?" ”

"Your son-in-law has his own hills and ravines in his chest. However, this is just for you and me. You and I don't have to see through his disguise, let alone let others know that he has his own plans. Chen Qiuniang said as she handed her a cup of tea.

Hongmei drank it all and muttered for a while, but it was a sentence: "In the past three years, he has not slept as comfortably as at this moment." ”

Chen Qiuniang let out an "oh" and said with a chuckle: "Miss Hongmei has something to say." ”

"Miss Su is a smart person, she must know what Hongmei wants." Hongmei took the teacup and looked at it very intently.

Chen Qiuniang is a woman, looking at her eyes, she understands the desire in her eyes, understands that she wants Jiang Fan to be so happy and comfortable every day, even if it is just to create a dream for him, even if she sacrifices herself, even if she can only live with another person's face for the rest of her life.

"This is undoubtedly to quench your thirst by drinking. Besides, do you know why my master is known as a thousand people and a thousand faces, and people on the rivers and lakes say that he will change his face after a while? Chen Qiuniang put the teacup on the table and asked very strictly.

Hongmei shook her head and said, "Miss Su, I don't know much about this. ”

"That's because my master can't get back his original appearance, he doesn't remember his original appearance anymore. Moreover, your appearance is so far from that of Miss Chan that your lips resemble hers, but in other respects they are not, and if you want to become that one, you have to cut your bones and remove your flesh. She paused at this point, not because she didn't know how to cut the bones and remove the flesh, but because the method of cutting the bones and removing the flesh was actually very cruel, once the knife was made, there was no way to return to the past, and there were many sequelae.

"I'm not afraid." Hongmei pursed her lips.

This is the poison of love. Chen Qiuniang sighed and said, "Many people are not afraid when they make this decision. But many people can't do it without regrets in the future. ”

"Miss Su, if it weren't for Mrs. Jiang, Hongmei would have frozen to death in the snow more than 20 years ago, and Hongmei would not regret it for the sake of her son's face." After Hongmei finished speaking, she bowed again, and the whole person was deeply prostrate on the ground.

Chen Qiuniang said: "Hongmei, since you have this heart, I can't hurt you." There is obviously a better solution to things in this world, so why bother to be a stand-in? ”

"As long as Childe is happy." She replied.

"Illusory things don't have any power. Once you wake up from a dream, you will be shattered from all over the world. Chen Qiuniang persuaded that the black tea in her hand had cooled and changed color, she took a cup and stared at the tea in the cup that slowly changed color.

Hongmei still prostrate on the ground and said: "The first time Hongmei saw Gongzi, she wanted to protect him for the rest of her life." That year, it was snowing heavily, and my son was still in swaddling clothes, and I was six years old and stayed by my child's cradle. Childe smiled sweetly at me, Miss Su, do you know? I was that big, and it was the first time someone smiled at me like that, even though he was just a baby. The next time I saw Childe was in Bianjing, the first time he came down the mountain, he walked around me, talked to me a lot, told me about his fun things on the mountain, and taught me how to use the sword so that the enemy would not take advantage of it. His smile was like clean sunlight, which those overindulgent sons in Bianjing couldn't laugh at. If he smiled at me, I felt that I would die immediately. ”

Hongmei's voice was unhurried, recounting the warmest past in her memory. Chen Qiuniang sighed in her heart when she heard it, but she still remained silent and knelt at the other end of the desk.

"So, whatever it takes, I'm willing. Please fulfill me, Miss Su. "The red plum is prostrate on the ground.

Chen Qiuniang slowly stood up, walked to her side, and said, "Hongmei, I won't help you cut the bones and remove the flesh." ”

"Miss Su, why?" Hongmei looked up.

"I'll help you, but not in this way." Chen Qiuniang squatted down, gently stroked her face, and said, "Hongmei, don't you know how good-looking you are?" Dressed in red, this face, the expression between the eyebrows, and the wind and snow are like your foil. ”

"No matter how beautiful it is, what's the use of that. Childe didn't like it. Hongmei's face was sad.

Chen Qiuniang still stroked her face and said: "If you love someone, you must be brave enough to sue him, in your own name, in your face, and in your identity, even if you can't get this person's love in this life, even if you are destined to wait alone in this life, don't be a stand-in." ”

"But I don't want my son to sink like that." Hongmei is very stubborn. Chen Qiuniang lowered her eyes, chuckled, and Hongmei asked again, "Miss Su, have you ever loved someone unforgettable?" ”

Chen Qiuniang raised her eyebrows, her eyebrows were like the most brilliant brilliance, she smiled at Hongmei, nodded, and said, "I understand your feelings." However, what I want to tell you is that your son is not a man who will perish. ”

"But, in any case, he is not happy." Hongmei said eagerly.

Chen Qiuniang stood up, stretched out her hand to her, and said, "In this life, once you become an adult and understand responsibility, how many people are happy?" Even if that Qiu Niang is reborn, he may not be happy. Even if you sacrifice yourself to become Qiu Niang, he may be even more unhappy. Because, the person Qiu Niang loves is not him. ”

Hongmei's face changed greatly, and she asked in a low voice, "Childe has already told you about Qiu Niang?" ”

Why should he say it? I'm originally from California. Although he lives in California, he is also very aware of everything in the world. The new head of the Zhang family has rebelled against Zhao Kuangyin's will many times for that woman, and everyone in Shuzhong knows about it. In addition, the song that the woman sang before jumping off the Minjiang River, I was also fortunate to hear Zhang Ergongzi sing it. Chen Qiuniang said slowly, one hand still hanging in front of Hongmei.

Hearing this, Hongmei sighed and put her hand in Chen Qiuniang's hand. Chen Qiuniang took it lightly, and she stood up, half a head taller than Chen Qiuniang.

"So, you don't have to be him. If you really love your son-in-law, you just need to love him. My master himself can't get back his original face, let alone me helping you. In addition, even if you use a human skin mask, the breathability is not good, and if you want to maintain the luster, you will have to use the potion for a long time, and after a long time, your face will be ruined. This is also the reason why there are thousands of people who are transfigured. Because in order not to damage his appearance, he will constantly change his mask, and from time to time he will have to remove his makeup to let his face breathe freely. Chen Qiuniang said as she walked to the chair on the side and sat down. It is a bamboo-woven chair that only exists in the south, and it is also customized by Chen Qiuniang for the feast of wealthy families.

Hongmei stopped making a sound, just stood straight in place. Chen Qiuniang continued: "You don't want to be a stand-in anymore, think about those unrealistic flashy and illusory means, if you love someone, you love in your own name." ”

"To love in your own name?" Hongmei looked at Chen Qiuniang.

Chen Qiuniang nodded and said, "Yes, love in your own name, protect him, and let him know your affectionate treatment." ”

Hongmei seemed to be a little confused, and she was still a little stupid and thinking about Chen Qiuniang's words. Chen Qiuniang continued: "The current situation is not bad, at least your son-in-law has his own hills and valleys in his chest, so we don't have to worry about it like that, now, what we have to do is to deal with Green Song and find out the information I need." ”

Hongmei nodded and asked, "Do you need to tell your son?" ”

"I'll take care of these things. Early tomorrow morning, if your son-in-law asks about tonight's Yiqiē, you will say that it is my idea, and he will come to see me. ”

Hongmei asked very suspiciously, "Aren't you going to give him a dream?" ”

"Your son-in-law is not as you think, he himself knows very well whether it is a dream or not, even if I put him in the realm, it took a lot of effort. Do you think you can hide it from him? Chen Qiuniang said, got up and put on her big hat, put on her hat, looked at the surrounding layout, and said, "These curtains have been removed, it's strange that they don't look good." ”

"Yes." Hongmei replied, and walked out quickly to order someone to send Chen Qiuniang back to her residence.

Nian Qiu and the others had been waiting outside for a long time, and when they saw Chen Qiuniang coming out, they were very respectful to arrange a soft sedan chair for her, she waved her hand and excused herself, and walked back to the residence with a lantern by herself.

Even though she had frozen into a dog, she went to see Green Song herself. Green Song was tied up and thrown on the blanket, already drowsy. Chen Qiuniang pulled a quilt to cover her, she opened her eyes suddenly, and when she saw Chen Qiuniang's face, her eyes widened in fright, looking at Chen Qiuniang as if she had seen a ghost.

Chen Qiuniang chuckled, took off the strip of cloth she was stuffed on, and asked, "Have you thought it through?" ”

"You, it's you." She muttered.

"You say this face is compared to your face. Will Childe still care about you? Chen Qiuniang chuckled and said in her ear.

"Childe, Childe, he, he won't allow you to mess around." Green Song's voice was hoarse, and the words he said were still so bad.

Chen Qiuniang smiled and said, "It seems that you are really obsessed." You've been in this plum garden for so long, hasn't anyone touched you? But I dare. ”

Green Ge's face was bloodless, and Nian Qiu snorted coldly on the side, saying, "Do you think that changing your appearance into such a person can save you?" Once you're useless, you're dead. Miss Su is kind and says that as long as you cooperate, she can save you from that person's clutches, give you a safe face, and let you live your own life. ”

"But what about my antidote? What about my antidote? The man gave me poison. Green Song suddenly screamed frantically.

"How is Childe treating you? How does that man treat you? But you don't even die to help your son? Do you think that person will give you an antidote? Nianqiu immediately began to attack Green Song.

Lu Ge glanced at her and said, "Childe is good to me, but it's just because I'm like the woman he likes, you guys usually want to eat me." But if I complete the task, the man promised to give me the antidote, and he will give my son the cure. My son is still in their hands. ”

When Green Song said this, she cried bitterly and cried out miserably: "Little Night, Little Night, my son." ”

Chen Qiuniang has read countless people, and studied under Fuguang Gongzi, and has studied physiognomy. She could see that the sadness and despair in Green Song's eyes were real, especially when it came to her son, that kind of eyes hurt to the point of despair.

Green Song cried miserably for a while, twisted his body, curled up sideways and cried, although his voice was much quieter than Fang Cai, but the sound made people's hearts hurt even more.

"You, don't pretend." Nian Qiu shouted.

Chen Qiuniang raised her hand to stop Nianqiu and said, "Give her another night." As she spoke, she covered Green Song with a quilt and went into the bedroom to rest. R1152