A jade-crowned young man walked over and took the little girl in his arms.

"Yu'er, don't be sad, going to Beiyue is only temporary, I will definitely pick you up home in person then, okay?"

"Brother Zhan, don't you like Yuan'er anymore?"

"How is it possible, I promised Nan'er, when Yuan'er comes back, I will go to my father and ask for a decree, how about giving us a marriage?"

"Okay." The little girl wrapped her arms around the boy's waist tightly.

Ling Xiao quietly looked at all this in front of him, a little incredulous. "Is this Zhong Liyuan? Why am I here? ”

In the blink of an eye, the scene he saw was no longer the palace, but Luo Wei's villa.

"Miss, this is Mr. Ling's twelfth birthday gift to you."

"Where's the mother?"

"Mr. Ling is in Australia."

"Smashed something at me, I don't want to see it."

"Miss, this is not good. This is specially customized by Mr. Ling's top French designer. ”

"If you like it, you can keep it." Ling Xiao saw her at the age of twelve, who was always followed by a group of servants.

In the blink of an eye, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and the whole city was peaceful, with lights everywhere and families enjoying themselves.

Such a night should be filled with joy, but the whole Jiang Mansion did not have the slightest joyful atmosphere that Chinese New Year's Eve should have. Although Ling Xiao was rescued, she never woke up, and she was still wandering in her dreams for a few days.

"Cousin, go and take a break, I'll just keep watch." Lu Jingxing hadn't closed his eyes for two days, and had been guarding the edge of Ling Xiao's bed, wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead. He looked at the frowning brow on her pale face and the constantly rolling eyes, and his heart was like a knife, but he couldn't help it. All he could do at the moment was wait or wait. Jiang Tingxue was not only worried about Ling Xiao at this time, but also worried about Lu Jingxing, who was haggard.

"I'm fine, you go and rest." Lu Jingxing's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse.

"As I said, if I don't wake up, I won't leave." Jiang Tingxue has been in Ling Xiao's room for several days, and when she is tired, she sleeps on the desk, and when she is thirsty, she also has a maid to bring tea and water. The guilt and worry in her heart have been overflowing, and her body, which has not recovered, has been tossed in the past few days

Became weaker.

"Any news today?" This sentence was obviously asking Lu Ci, who was sitting in front of the charcoal basin with a sad face. Since Ling Xiao's disappearance, Lu Jingxing immediately notified Lu Ci and made him rush over day and night.

"Not yet, but forgive him and he can't run, Dongzhou is full of people from the Lu Mansion, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, I will also find him out." Although Ling Xiao was saved with the help of Bai Honggu, the man in black dropped the Gu worm and fled. He has no Gu worms on him, and he is treacherous and cunning, even if he is a person from Baihong Valley, it will be difficult to find him again.

Lu Jingxing's fists were clenched, and the handkerchief that wiped his sweat for Ling Xiao was wrinkled in his hand: "I have to find him out if I dig three feet into the ground, and if I dare to touch the people of my Lu Mansion, I will let him taste the consequences." ”

As long as Lu Jingxing thought of the scene he saw when he rushed into the room that day, his heart burned with anger. What Lu Jingxing saw when he walked in that day was that the man was taking Ling Xiao's blood, he wanted to keep Ling Xiao, but Ling Xiao became weaker and weaker. If a dying person wants to live, he has to pay a great price, but obviously a man will not do this, he will not spend too much energy for a dying Gu breeder.

"Mother, where are you? I'm so scared, Mother, Mother. Ling Xiao, who had not spoken for several days, began to murmur again, and every sound she uttered was full of unease, loneliness, despair, and fear. The unhealed wound was oozing blood again due to the constant trembling of the hand, and the cold sweat overflowing from the forehead was not much different from not wiping. Lu Jingxing held her cold hand, not only to let her get a little warmth in her dream, but also to soothe her uneasy heart.

"Lu Jingxing, Lu Jingxing, you are not Lu Jingxing, where did Lu Jingxing go?" In the dream, Ling Xiao was wearing a bright red wedding dress like blood, and the person in front of him was obviously Lu Jingxing, but in the blink of an eye, it became the face of Yanling Zhan.

"Ling Xiao, I'm here, I've been here with you." It was Lu Jingxing's voice coming from the void, but the person in front of him was Yanling Zhan. Ling Xiao hugged his head and curled up in the corner with some collapse.

Yanlingzhan approached step by step, and Ling Xiao cried: "Don't come here, I'm not Zhong Liyuan, Zhong Liyuan is dead." I don't belong to this world. ”

"Ling Xiao, wake up, Ling Xiao." Lu Jingxing looked at Ling Xiao, who was so painful in his sleep, there was nothing he could do, maybe only by screaming like this could he make his heart feel better and get a little comfort.

It was obviously Ling Xiao who was suffering, and it was Ling Xiao who was struggling in the abyss, but it was Jiang Tingxue who shed tears. "Xiao Xiao, it's all my fault, please wake up quickly." Jiang Tingxue lay in front of the bed and begged bitterly, no one tried to dissuade her, and no one dissuaded her.

The ancestral hall was silent, and the rows of oil lamps illuminated Jiang Qin's figure clearly. "If the ancestors and ancestors have spirits in the sky, please bless my righteous daughter to survive this difficulty. Although she is not the heir of the Jiang family, she is now considered a Jiang family. Jiang Qin held incense in his hand and spoke earnestly.

"The head of the family, the ancestors will manifest themselves, you should go back to the room early and eat something." The butler stepped forward to persuade.

Snowflakes fell in the sky again, and firecrackers rang out outside the house at this time, and the cheers continued. Brilliant fireworks and snow are intertwined, dazzling, illuminating the entire Qiantang City sky full of colors and splendor. The old year passed and the new one dawned on. Jiang Qin left the ancestral hall with the support of the housekeeper, stopped and looked up, a large piece of brilliant brilliance came into his eyes, he lowered his head and let out a long sigh, and continued to move forward.

At this time in the past, whether it was Lu Ci or Jiang Tingxue, they definitely couldn't stay in the room. And now, even though it was bustling outside, the two of them were in no mood to pay attention.

After Ling Xiao's nightmare, he had a high fever, his face turned from pale to pale pink, but his forehead was still sweating, and the water in his body had almost turned into sweat in the past few days, and the corners of his mouth were dry and cracked.

"Lu Ci, go and call Mr. Duan." Lu Jingxing noticed that Ling Xiao's forehead was getting hotter and hotter, and his half-hung heart instantly rose higher, and he commanded Lu Ci in a hoarse voice.

Lu Ci knew that the situation was urgent, and he didn't dare to delay at all.

"Xiao Xiao, don't scare me, I finally didn't have nightmares, why did I have a high fever again." Jiang Tingxue probed Ling Xiao's crimson cheeks, her hand trembled, and the tears in her eyes instantly rolled down one by one, dripping into Luo Ji, disturbing the embroidery.

"Go get a basin of ice water." Lu Jingxing wrung out the handkerchief that had just been cleaned, and said a word to the finch.

When Que'er entered the house again with a basin of ice water, Lu Ci followed Mr. Duan into the house in a hurry.

"Mansion Master, Mr. Duan is here." Lu Ciren was still outside the bead curtain, and his voice had already passed into the bead curtain.

"Sir, come and have a look." Lu Jingxing got up and made way for the middle-aged man who lifted the bead curtain and entered.

Mr. Duan went to Gusu last month, but he was invited to Qiantang by Lu Jingxing.

"Mansion Master, whether Miss Ling can wake up or not depends on whether this high fever can go away, if the high fever subsides, then her life is worry-free, if the high fever does not go away, then ......" Mr. Duan probed Ling Xiao's pulse with two fingers, the pulse was chaotic, and a trace of breath wandered around. He had not encountered such a pulse before, but it required the patient to rely on his own tenacious faith to overcome the disease, and the healer has always played a supporting role. They are not gods or immortals, so they sometimes cannot influence a person's life or death.

"So what? You make it clear. Jiang Tingxue asked excitedly. It's not that she doesn't know the meaning of Mr. Duan's words, she just doesn't want to believe it.

"Listen to the snow, calm down. Lu Ci, send Mr. Duan to rest, it's late at night. Lu Jingxing said a little weakly.

"Try a few more times for Miss Ling with salt water, and now there is no other way. House master, then I'll go out first. Mr. Duan saluted Lu Jingxing, looking very helpless. What doctors fear most is this helpless disease, and when they see their patients suffering, their hearts are also tormented.

"Young Master Cousin, go out first, I'll wipe the body of the second young lady." Mr. Duan's words were clearly heard just now, and the only thing she could do now was this one thing, she didn't want to give up this last bit of hope to save Ling Xiao. Although Ling Xiao has a cold temperament, he can be regarded as the best master she has ever met. Before she entered Jiangfu, she also suffered a lot, and resold it several times, doing some rough work. When the steward is unhappy, it is common to beat and scold.

Soon only Que'er and Jiang Tingxue were left in the house, and Jiang Tingxue helped Que'er untie Ling Xiao's clothes together with tears in her eyes, and carefully wiped every inch of her skin.

"This scar on Xiao Xiao's hand." Jiang Tingxue raised Ling Xiao's slender and white arm, and her face changed. Suddenly, she seemed to think again, Ling Xiao had told her about the origin of the scar, and now she was shocked to see it.

"I asked Miss Two, but she didn't say much. With such a terrifying scar, I really don't know how the second lady survived at that time. Finch had already wiped her other arm properly, and since the wound in the veins had not healed, Finch was placed with extra care.

"There's a scar on my shoulder." The finch exclaimed. A woman with so many scars on her body, she thinks that ordinary people will never be able to accept it.

"That scar should have been left by a woman last time, I've heard Xiao Xiao say these things."

Ling Xiao's life and death are uncertain now, but Qi'er is worried about the future: "How will the second young lady marry in the future, and a new scar has been added to her hand, what man can accept a woman with so many scars on her body?" ”

Jiang Tingxue didn't expect that at this time, the finch would care about things that felt so far away. However, Que'er's words made her feel better, and she said, "Don't worry, my cousin won't care about this." And there will be a way to get rid of it. ”