Only people who have experienced the death of a loved one will feel extremely strong when they feel the sudden death of someone around them.

Lin Xi was somewhat sad about Xiaoman's death. The thin woman, who chattered and gossiped all day long, lay silently in a small house that belonged to her. The house is very dark and cold, I don't know if she can adapt to it, whether she will have resentment.

Lynsey was just sad, but not sympathetic.

She felt that sympathy for this thing was very cheap and pretentious. A person who can think about disgusting the enemy before he dies actually has a bit of backbone in his heart.

It's just a backbone thing, and it really can't be eaten as a meal. I am not even afraid of death, and I am not afraid of living. As the saying goes, there is no master here, there is a place to keep the master; Don't keep your grandfather everywhere, go home and sell sweet potatoes.

Lin Xi felt that there were many ways for Xiaoman to take the big world, bustling and bustling, so why did he have to take this dead end.

A few years later, or even a few months later, who will remember that there was once a beautiful woman living in the inner house of Gaofu.

Crying!

Laughed!

In the end, Lin Xi felt sorry for herself, maybe Xiaoman, she just felt tired, she was tired of looking at people's cold eyes, and she was also tired of listening to people's cold words.

Or or

It's tiring to be alive!

The rabbit died and the fox was sad. Lin Xi felt sorry for herself for a long time, and keenly found that compared to her tears, the third lady could be described as heartbroken.

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The winter drizzle came by surprise. In the afternoon, it was still empty, and at dusk the sky was gloomy, and a drizzle was falling.

Gao Iris listened to the drizzle outside the window, as if a cold wind was blowing into his eyes, and every qiē in front of him was full of white and misty air. Tears fell on the bluestone bricks.

The beauty was crying, she was the only living creature in the study, and Lin Xi must not pretend to be indifferent.

"Miss shed a lot of tears for Xiaoman today, and if she continues to cry, she won't be able to see anyone tomorrow."

The high iris is dressed in a red jacket, which looks more delicate than flowers.

She turned her face and said sadly: "I thought that she went out, and with her mother's ability, she wouldn't be too bad, who ......knows."

Lin Xi didn't know how to answer, so she had to bow her head silently.

"I hurt her! If I don't kick her out......"

"Miss, it's not your intention to kick her out. Aunt Zhu is like this, if Miss is still protecting, I'm afraid that Aunt Zhu will ......"

If it goes against his will, Lin Xi can't say it anymore.

In the courtyard of the deep house, such tragedies are staged every day. The maids are a group of vulnerable people, and life and death are controlled by the master. The master is happy, and he will reward you with a few dates; The master was angry, and the slap was crackling, and his brows would not wrinkle.

If Xiaoman is more low-key, if Xiaoyue didn't fight for the second young master that day, if Mother Cong didn't ask right and wrong in public without much fanfare, if ......

In life, there is never an if, there are only results.

Lin Xi was complaining in his heart, but he didn't dare to show half of it on his face.

The high iris sighed softly, and was overwhelmed with grief.

"Go and call Crape Myrtle."

Lin Xi didn't know what to do, and quickly called Ziwei to the study.

Gao Iris wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and mourned: "Take out ten taels of silver from my moon silver and send it to Xiaoman's mother, which can be regarded as doing my part." ”

"Miss, Mrs. and several aunts have already brought the silver to the past, Miss is only two or two months of silver a month, why bother for ......"

"They are their love, I don't care about it, just to have a fight with her master and servant." Gao Iris coldly interrupted Ziwei's words.

Spending five months of moon silver, just to remember the deep love of the master and servant, Lin Xi couldn't help but sigh, the third lady is really a kind-hearted person!

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With such an exclamation, Lynsey finished the day's work and lay down on his warm little bed peacefully.

The rain mixed with the cold wind beat on the window frames, and it was terrifying to hear.

Although the atmosphere in the west wing room was a little bit sad, it was obviously better than the weirdness between the orange and the little moon a few days ago.

Because of Xiaoman's matter, the three of them didn't feel sleepy, but they didn't want to speak.

What Orange was thinking about was, since it wasn't Xiaoyue who went to Aunt Zhu to complain, who did such a shameless thing? If she had known, she would have spat on the man's face.

Although Xiaoyue clarified herself in front of her roommates today and regained friendship, she was sad to find that the eyes of everyone in Pingwuyuan looked at her more and more coldly.

For the first time, she found that this palatial mansion was not much warmer than her shabby and humble home!

Lynsey stared blankly at the roof with her eyes open.

This ghost weather, even with her, an optimist, is not in a good mood, and it is no wonder that there is a lifeless atmosphere in the Pingwu Courtyard. Linsey missed an animal called a turtle very much at this moment, and when it came to the wind and rain, it shrank its head and hid in the thick shell of the turtle, so that it could stick its head out of its head.

It's a pity that she Lin Xi is only wearing an old quilt, or a quilt that has not been exposed to the sun for half a month, and I don't know how many mites have crawled on it.

She sighed sadly. In these years, even being a maid has to pay attention to the competition of things, the survival of the fittest, it is not easy, and there are few people with brushes to enter this deep mansion compound, and it is a dead word.

Lin Xi wanted to save his life, and after leaving the house, he went to the end of the world with those two goods and swords. For this night, she was born with a great determination to talk less and do more from now on.

With such determination, Lynsey quietly fell asleep.

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Rainy night, yellow tiles, red walls.

On the desk in the imperial study, a few delicate vegetarian snacks, and a steaming Sanqing tea were placed aside. A few unfinished pieces of the daytime were scattered haphazardly.

On the throne of the gold-lacquered carved dragon, the man in yellow pressed his hands on his temples and gently rubbed them.

"What time is it?"

The eunuch Zhang Yi hurriedly said: "Back to the emperor, the third watch has just been knocked." The queen has sent palace people to urge twice, is it time for the emperor to rest! ”

The man pressed his steady, aching temples, his eyes fell on Zhang Yi, and after thinking for a long time, he said slowly: "Go to the queen's bedroom and say, I will rest in the imperial study today, and I will see her tomorrow." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Yi replied respectfully, made a swing, pushed open the heavy palace door, and whispered a few words to the little eunuch standing outside. After a while, he returned to the imperial study, but when he saw that the faces of the people on the seat were in pain, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the servant will pass you the imperial doctor!" ”

Emperor Wen Cheng waved his hand, "No need! ”

Before he could finish his sentence, his throat suddenly tightened, and he coughed violently.

Zhang Yi hurriedly stepped forward to bring the warm tea to the emperor, turned around, and gently stroked the emperor's back.

Before the tea was delivered to his mouth, Emperor Jingde suddenly felt his heart churning, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, only to frighten Zhang Yi's legs to the point that his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, crying: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" The minion will ask you for a doctor, and the minion will go! ”

"Come back!"

Zhang Yi's body trembled, he didn't dare to say anything more, wiped a handful of tears and choked up: "The emperor takes care of his body!" If you let the mother know, maybe you will be sad! ”

A mouthful of blood spit out, Emperor Wen Cheng felt a lot more comfortable. He took the warm tea and took a sip of it, the taste of blood in his mouth faded. took out the handkerchief from his arms again, wiped the corners of his mouth, and threw it to Zhang Yi casually.

Zhang Yi hurriedly sent several hot and hot medicine bowls to the emperor.

The emperor took his hand and drank half of it in one go, but finally he was bitter and put it down again.

Zhang Yi choked up and said: "The emperor has the world in his heart, which is the blessing of all the people, but his iron body can't bear the hard work day and night." It's late at night, and the slave is willing to ask the emperor to settle it! ”

The emperor nodded, sat for a moment and got up slowly, and Zhang Yi hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Your Majesty, the slave is supporting you!"

The emperor pointed to the blood stains on the ground, and Zhang Yi understood and nodded slightly.

The Emperor had just taken two steps before he paused.

"Concubine Shu is still safe these days?"

Zhang Yi shuddered, bowed his body and said: "Back to the emperor, Concubine Shu is in Chonghua Palace, and rarely walks around with the outside. ”

"Hmm!"

The emperor sighed lightly, and then said, "From tomorrow onwards, let the crown prince walk around the imperial study with me." ”

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