Du Shi shouted loudly in the inner room: "There is a good girl in the ten girls, I will pull up the curtain and not have a relationship with you!" ”

"Mother!" Zhijin heard his mother lose his temper inside, and hurriedly came in, "Mother don't be angry first, Qingdai is back, saying that my father has asked Aunt Wei to take Jingyi back to Xinglu." It's just that Jingyi is not very good......"

When Du Shi heard this, he hurriedly ordered: "Prepare a sedan chair!" ”

……

In the dungeon, Jing Yi's ears were pressed to the stone floor, listening to the sound of the gurgling spring below; In the small hole above, the sound of wind and rain penetrates... Cha...

There was a bang, and the iron door was pulled open a little.

Someone said, Miss Ten, eat something.

Jingyi smelled the fragrance of the pastry. And maybe porridge. In a damp, dark, pungent musty space, the scent is so abrupt.

By the light cast from outside, she saw the food.

She hadn't eaten a drop of water and rice for a few days, and she had no feeling in her stomach for a long time. The smell of rice did not arouse her interest...... Perhaps, she was locked up here, and slowly figured it out. Although Kanyuan is not a prison, and she is not a death row inmate, she has no intention of going out again.

It's okay to be locked up for the rest of your life, even if you die here.

She is not at the mercy of others.

She shifted twice, and the tips of her fingers finally touched the thin square piece in her pocket.

The cold, mildewy smell of the dungeon can't hide the warm incense on this square.

Gentle, warm.

She knew it perfectly.

He didn't use ordinary ink, nor did he use ordinary paper, although it was not precious. It's a skill that has been passed down from the Dai family. He said that since he was a child, he grew up listening to the sound of the servants hand-picking paper in the workshop in the backyard of his home......

He had given her a box of notes.

A faint yellow, looking at the light, the plum blossoms looming. With the movement of the light, the plum blossoms are deep and shallow, as if they are swaying with the wind, and there is a dark fragrance floating......

He said, Jingyi, quietly, is a ripple of quiet.

She asked, what are you?

yes, what is he? He is the warm sunshine, accidentally cast on the waves, the warm sunshine......

She shuddered and opened the square and lightly imprinted it on her face.

It's good to not see, but to smell.

It's as if his warm fingers gently brushed the bangs on her forehead, and whispered: Jingyi, what should I do with you?

Tears were rolling down.

In a trance, I heard someone asking, Miss, Miss...... Miss, are you okay? Miss......

Her consciousness was a little blurred, as if her soul had left her body, and the discomfort in her heart and the pain in her body had nothing to do with her. She floated in mid-air, in this dark and damp, bean-lit cell, she could see a cluster of people pouring in outside the door, a middle-aged beautiful woman pushed aside everyone and threw herself on the ground, picked up the woman on the ground who had passed out for a long time, and suddenly cried bitterly......

……

Apricot House.

Feng Wanwei guarded Jingyi who was carried out of the dungeon, and burst into tears.

Jingyi's nurse Qiao's mother, Cui Xi and others watched Wan Wei wipe the wounds on Jingyi's body with her own hands, and they all choked up.

"The master can really do it...... "Qiao's mother burst into tears, "Our young lady, when have you ever suffered such a crime!" My silly lady......"

Jingyi's snow-white skin, white and transparent, faintly revealing flesh color, you can see the healthy muscles, how beautiful it is on weekdays! But at this moment, one after another blood marks and scabs, she had to cut off her close-fitting clothes, so as not to tear the flesh and skin again.

Wan Wei cut lightly and shed tears at the same time.

In the past few days, she couldn't see Jingyi, she was so anxious, but she didn't cry; Looking at Jingyi's appearance, she really couldn't help it.

She carefully wiped Jingyi's body.

Jing Yi's delicate face, chin, and neck also had some abrasions.

Wan Wei gritted her teeth, her eyes were blurred with tears, and she couldn't see the child's appearance clearly. Tears fell and fell on Jingyi's wounds, Jingyi in a coma twitched, and between her chapped lips, there was a low cry, very hoarse...... It was as if her heart had been slashed by a knife.

Hurriedly wiped the tears, this bowed his head, a series of tears fell, as if burning Jingyi, Jingyi slowly opened his eyes, "...... Mother......"

Wan Wei pounced on Jingyi, "Yi'er...... Yi'er, my child......"

"Madam......" cried Mama Qiao and Cui Xi, "Madame, don't do this, Miss fainted." ”

Jingyi in Wanyu's arms was hot, like a charcoal fire.

Wan Wei was anxious for a while, she gritted her teeth and covered Jingyi with the quilt, "The doctor hasn't arrived yet?" ”

"It should be soon. Mrs. Gu asked the Ninth Young Master to drive to pick it up in person. Cui Xi said. When Mrs. Gu came, she was just in time for them to pick up the young lady back, and without saying a word, she asked her to call the ninth young master to pick up the doctor.

"What's wrong with Ruoyi'er...... I ......," Wan Wei pressed the handkerchief to her face, "I don't live anymore!" ”

"Madam, don't say that...... "Mother Qiao wiped her tears.

Wan Wei was still crying bitterly.

In the cold and rainy autumn night, such a cry came out, which was particularly bleak.

In a hurry, someone outside came to report that his wife was coming.

Wan Wei heard Du Shi's voice and Cheng Fangyun's voice, what they were saying, she didn't have the energy to pay attention to.

"Yi'er, Yi'er, wake up, as long as you wake up, everything depends on ......you," Wanwei whispered.

……

Jingyi woke up, and it was already three days later.

As soon as she opened her eyes, it was the light green Luo tent she was familiar with, it had been used for two years, neither new nor old, and the clusters of ink chrysanthemums embroidered on the tent were lifelike...... She licked her lips, convinced that she was in her own bed, and besides, it was starting to get cold, and the tent had changed......

Someone came, and the tent was lifted.

She turned her head slightly.

"Yi'er? Are you awake? Wan Wei saw Jing Yi's dark eyes, stunned, and hung up the Luo tent.

"Miss is awake! Finally woke up...... Qiao's mother, Cui Xi...... Miss is awake! ”

Jingyi looked at the people who appeared next to her mother, it was Qiao's mother, Cuixi, and Feibao...... Except for Qiu Wei, they are all there.

"Where's Qiu Wei?" It took a lot of effort for Jingyi to ask.

Wan Wei covered the quilt for Jingyi and comforted her: "It's good for you to wake up, just wake up." ”

"Mother, where is Qiu Wei?" Jingyi asked.

Wan Wei was silent for a moment, looking at her daughter's stubborn expression, before saying, "Yi'er, don't worry, Qiu Wei is fine." ”

Jingyi closed her eyes.

Wan Wei said: "Yi'er, after you get better, stay by your mother's side...... We're not going anywhere, okay? ”

Jingyi felt that her mother's voice was flickering far and near, as if she was on a boat.

Or, in fact, she was already on board, and all this pain was nothing more than a nightmare?

How I wish it were.

Wan Wei waited for Cui Xi to bring the medicine over and fed Jingyi with her own hands.

"Yi'er, you have to be good...... In your third brother's telegram the day before yesterday, he specially asked about you. He hasn't returned for several years, and when he comes back and sees you like this, how can he feel good? Wan Wei said softly.

Jingyi took the medicine bowl and drank it in one go.

The medicine was very bitter, and she pushed away the rock candy that Cui Xi had prepared for her.

"Third brother is coming back?" She asked.

"Just for one or two days. Said it was coming back by plane. Wan Wei looked at Jing Yi.

The family got the promise of the third young master's return, as if there was a happy event. Soon it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival again, and Du Shi will take advantage of this reason to make preparations up and down, and save people less attention to Xinglu and Miss Ten Jingyi.

Wan Wei didn't say anything else to Jing Yi.

Especially when the Tao family heard that Jingyi was "seriously ill", she couldn't say anything about Tao Si's wife Yamei coming to greet her in person.

Du Shi said that the shrewd and capable second young grandmother of the Tao family came here and did not say a word about Jingyi's escape from marriage, but she did not mention anything about Wending. However, it was mentioned that the seventh master, Tao Xiang, went to Nanjing a while ago because of important events and will return to Beiping in the near future.

Wan Wei has mixed tastes in her heart.

Tao Xiang, she only saw that once. It seems that he is a dignified young man......

Wan Wei took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Jingyi's forehead.

The child was very weak, and he didn't know how long it would take to fully recover.

In this case, she could not agree to send her out of the door under any circumstances.

Wan Wei thought, turned her face away, and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Cheng Zhichen looked at the gray clouds outside the porthole. A little chilly, he put the collar of his leather coat up.

The co-pilot came out of the cockpit, pushed the goggles up, and asked loudly amid the roar of the plane, "Are you okay?" ”

Cheng Zhichen nodded and said loudly: "Very good." ”

"My hometown is Beiping? Is this homecoming? ”

"Yes." Cheng Zhichen replied.

"I'm from Chongqing." The co-pilot sat down across from him, "How long has it been since you been home?" ”

Cheng Zhichen thought for a while and said, "Three years." ”