Chi Linglong had a dream all night.

In the dream, she watched the growth of "Chi Linglong" step by step.

Before she was five years old, she lived with her aunt in a courtyard called Hanxiao Garden. The yard is small, but it is full of all kinds of flowers. From spring to winter, the small courtyard is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants all year round, and it is beautiful and quiet like a fairyland.

My aunt likes to laugh, she is beautiful, and when she laughs, it makes people feel as if the whole sky is bright. My aunt also likes to read, and she rarely steps out of the Hanxiao Garden in a year.

In my childhood memories, my aunt always held a book in her hand, sat under a kapok tree full of ruby flowers, and looked through it carefully. The breeze blew, and the plain dress on her body fluttered, and the red kapok petals swirled and fell from the branches, like a goddess scattering flowers, falling on her hair, dress, and the slender jade hand she held the book, and the scene was dreamy as if only zài was in the imagination.

"She" mischievously picked off the small flowers that could be seen everywhere on the grass, tiptoed behind her aunt, smiled and put the flowers in her sideburns, and then said coquettishly, "Auntie, flowers, beauty, beauty, beauty......"

The aunt always hugged her lovingly, kissed her cheek gently, smiled with a satisfied and doting face, "Ah Yu is the most beautiful, only Ah Yu, only Ah Yu is the most beautiful......"

A nightmare seems to be coming overnight.

The aunt inexplicably began to be anxious, she was uneasy, and her bright eyes were also stained with sorrow. Then, the man she called her father was going to Beijing to report on his work, and his aunt accompanied him.

Chi Linglong watched Aunt Ning save the old lady of Anguo Mansion, who was called "old lady" at that time, on the way back from praying for blessings from Yingmei Nunnery, and then she had her family affairs.

That day, the thunder and lightning were hockey, and the rain was pouring down, she was awakened in the soft sedan chair, and was stunned to see her aunt covered in blood, and then the aunt seemed to go to Yingmei Nunnery again, but never took her with her again.

My aunt was two months pregnant, and the news came out a month after she returned to the Marquis of Zhongyong Mansion from the capital and returned to Hanxiao Garden. The aunt was so happy, the sadness dissipated from her face little by little, and she began to hug her every day, whispering in her ear over and over again, "Ah Yu, you are going to be a sister, are you happy?" "Ah Yu, my aunt is a younger brother in her belly, she will call you sister in the future, will play with you, and study with you, are you happy?" "Ah Yu, when Daddy comes back, shall we tell Daddy this secret?" "Ah Yu, my brother will turn over today......"

My aunt would receive a letter every two months, sometimes in a thick wad of paper, sometimes only a thin piece or two of paper, in an envelope, as light as a goose feather but as heavy as a thousand pounds. In my childhood memories, every time my aunt looked at the envelope, her eyes were so desolate and hateful that people couldn't help but want to cry.

On the evening of July 18, my aunt received another letter. My aunt had a fetal gas, and Yizhou City, which had been dry for more than half a year, finally ushered in the first rain since the new year. The heavy rain continued for three days and three nights, but my aunt died in an avalanche after giving birth to a stillborn baby for two days and two nights.

She cried and cried for her mother in the heavy rain, the night was so deep, and the muffled thunder flashing with lightning pierced the sky, as if the god of death was holding a sickle with a cold glow, mechanically harvesting human life.

She ran out of Hanxiao Garden, ran to find her titular father, and ran across Lake Mochizuki.

The sound of horses' hooves broke the rain curtain and drove towards the backyard. For a moment, she was so surprised, she couldn't tell whether the wet marks on her face were rain or tears. However, what was waiting for her next was that her petite body was annihilated by the lake little by little......

"No!" Chi Linglong screamed and sweated profusely and woke up from her sleep. Mother Jiang held her hand and kept comforting her trembling little body, "The girl is not afraid, the girl is not afraid, you just had a nightmare, it is not true, it is not true." Girl, don't be afraid, Mother Jiang has been with you. ”

Chi Linglong's body is still trembling uncontrollably, the feeling that the lake water overflows the nasal cavity, and the body can't help sinking, the realistic feeling of suffocation, the feeling of helplessness as if someone has been pushed from heaven to hell, the qiē in the dream is not fake, it is real, it is all "she" has personally experienced......

"Mom, what time is it?" Chi Linglong asked in a hoarse voice. Her face was pale, and although the high fever on her body had subsided a lot, there were already red envelopes the size of peanuts, which made her look even more heart-wrenching at the moment.

"It's just past the fourth watch." Mother Jiang carefully wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and said with red eyes, "The girl is hungry?" "The girl with longevity porridge for dinner only ate two bites and fell asleep again, how should it be good to go on like this? The tears in Jiang's mother's eyes ran out of her eyes again.

Chi Linglong tiredly buried her head in Jiang's mother's arms, and muttered, "Mom, I'm not hungry." She didn't dare to use her strength, her body was sore and weak, not to mention, just the transparent red envelope on her face that seemed to be broken at the touch of it, she was not allowed to behave out of line now. The face of the daughter's family is the most important, if the bag is really broken and the scar is left, it will be too late to cry.

Biyue listened to the sound of the inner room, and also got up and put on her coat, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and carried a sheep's horn palace lamp into the inner room. Seeing that Chi Linglong came to her senses, Biyue first breathed a sigh of relief invisibly, and then lit up the other two palace lamps in the room, and the room suddenly lit up.

Biyue looked at Mother Jiang, who was tired, her eyes were red and bloodshot, and she hadn't blinked since the girl fell asleep, and said, "Mom, let me guard the girl now, it's going to be dawn soon, you can go back and rest for a while." "The summer day dawns early, and after the fifth watch, the sky outside begins to brighten, and there is really not much time to rest.

"Where can I sleep now?" Mother Jiang shook her head, holding Chi Linglong's little body and swaying gently in her arms, and said to Biyue, "I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep for a while, I'll personally guard the girl." ”

"Mom, you've been up almost all night." Chi Linglong took a deep breath and got out of Jiang's mother's arms, although she was a little attached to the temperature in Jiang's mother's arms, she still looked at Jiang's mother with a tired face and said, "Mom, go and rest for a while." Chi Linglong comforted, seeing that Jiang's mother was about to refuse again, she couldn't help but sigh and said, "Mom, I don't know how long it will take for my illness to get better." Qinglan Courtyard is supported by you, if you lie down, this courtyard will really be chaotic. ”

Jiang's mother was persuaded by Chi Linglong to go back, but Chi Linglong didn't dare to sleep anymore, afraid of continuing the dream just now.

Although the protagonist of the dream is not her, the soul of "her" still remains in the body of zài. Although the things in the dream were not experienced by herself, the despair and pain of despair made people jealous. And the poison on the body has been a whole day, and now it is more and more itchy, as if there are thousands of ants gnawing in the bones, and it is uncomfortable. Chi Linglong was helpless, so she instructed Biyue Dao, "Go and bring the "Great Wei Medical Dictionary". ”

Biyue sat on the small pestle next to Chi Linglong's bed angrily, pouting dissatisfiedly, "Girl, you are like this now, you still have to read, you should rest more." ”

"I can't sleep right now." Chi Linglong asked Biyue to raise the pillow behind her a little higher, and only when she was comfortable did she say, "You have to do something to play." ”

"You can't read a book either, it's a big night." Biyue frowned and shook her head, disagreeing with Chi Linglong's request. Her "care" of Chi Linglong is no lighter than that of Jiang's mother, where the girl will be allowed to spoil herself so much during the poisoning.

Then he said, "Besides, girl, it's too late for you to read the "Daxing Medical Codex" now, and it's so easy to find a recipe for detoxification for a while?" However, girl, don't forget that we still have Dr. Zhu here, he is a serious imperial doctor, or a court judge, if you want to come to see it, he will definitely have a way to solve the girl's poison. ”

It turns out that this girl thinks that the purpose of her reading "Daxing Medical Codex" is to find a way to detoxify herself?!

This girl, Chi Linglong couldn't cry or laugh.

"Daxing Medical Codex" is a medical code that was successfully compiled by a royal family named Daxing 500 years before the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty. It contains more than 1,800 kinds of medicines, collects more than 10,000 prescriptions, and has more than 1,000 exquisite illustrations, divided into 16 books and 60 categories. And since the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty, the "Daxing Medical Codex" has been listed as a compulsory subject for the selection of academicians of Tai Hospital, and its medical value may not be studied thoroughly in the life of a poor doctor.

Chi Linglong wanted to read "Daxing Medical Dictionary", but it was definitely not to find a way to detoxify, there was no need for that. Because she already knows what kind of poison she has and how to solve it. This point may not even be comparable to the well-informed Dr. Zhu, because he has not read the "miscellaneous books" left by the Ning family.

So Chi Linglong smiled indifferently, and said to Biyue, "Then you go and bring the small mirror over, I have to see what kind of Cheng Dù my face is miserable now." ”

Chi Linglong smiled disapprerovingly, but Biyue was very sad to hear it, and called "girl" twice in a row, and finally succumbed to the smiling expression on Chi Linglong's face, and took the small mirror and handed it to Chi Linglong with a tragic face.

"Tsk," Chi Linglong glanced at the girl with abscesses reflected in the dim bronze mirror, although she had already prepared in her heart and was not in a very optimistic state now, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth a few times, and murmured, "It's so ugly." "It's just beyond the capacity of mortals, and the lower limit has been broken!!

This time, it was replaced by Biyue. After taking out the bronze mirror from Chi Linglong and putting it back on the dresser, Biyue didn't forget to say disapprovingly, "The girl is not ugly, the girl is just sick, and she will be ...... in two days."

"I'll die in less than two days." Chi Linglong casually snatched Biyue's words, and added indifferently, "If you can't find one of the herbs." ”

“…… The girl is talking nonsense again. Biyue saw that the girl's face showed a contemplative expression again, and the two aura-filled distant mountain eyebrows also frowned slightly, and the words were not very sure.

The girl has always studied the art of poisoning, and now she said this sentence in such a certain tone, isn't it, the girl said...... It's true?

Biyue smiled wryly, feeling that the lines of her face were stiff, and even the movement of pulling the corners of her mouth was unnatural.

Chi Linglong said again, "When did your girl deceive you?" ”

The handkerchief soaked in ice water in Biyue's hand fell to the ground with a "click". "Aunt, how can the girl say such a frustration! Aunt, girl...... Know, what poison is in you? ”

"Yes." Chi Linglong closed her eyes slightly, and her words were careless, as if she was not the one who was highly poisonous, and this matter was really insignificant.

Biyue was about to cry to death with tears, but she saw that her own girl still had nothing to do with herself, and hummed softly before going to Wan'an Temple, she learned the song from the seven girls in the house, "Begonia is powerless to sleep in spring, and the beauty wakes up ......late every day."

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Special circumstances,Eh,I went home today.,I forgot to set up the manuscript.,I'm sorry everyone.,Apologize......