Chapter 55: Sickness and Sorrow (1)

Wan Hui nodded, and said, "The gift that Madame picked is really good, otherwise those three would not be able to let Madame go so easily." ”

Ouyang Zhen nodded tiredly: "If you hadn't inquired clearly before, this gift would have been given by mistake." So which of the Xu and Liu clans is the easy one? It's Concubine Chu's part, I don't know if she likes it or not. ”

After saying that, Ouyang Zhen closed his eyes and waved at her, and Wan Hui went out lightly.

Ouyang Zhen got up early in the morning, and stood outside Concubine Chu's door for almost an hour, and he was already groggy, and after a short time, he fell asleep.

In the haze, she only felt that someone was gently massaging her legs, gently and gently, very comfortable. She groaned softly and stretched her feet, only to bump into someone.

She hurriedly opened her eyes, only to find that it was Dexuan squatting at her feet to help her rub her legs.

"It's you?!" Ouyang Zhen couldn't help but be surprised.

Dexuan's face turned red, and he muttered: "The slave damned, disturbed the lady's rest......"

Ouyang Zhen saw that he was just massaging himself, and smiled with relief: "It was Wanhui who asked you to come in." You still have this craft. ”

Dexuan's face turned even redder when he heard this, and he said twice, "Madam, let the slave help you massage, you can invigorate your blood, and you won't feel sour, you have stood for so long this morning......"

Ouyang Zhen smiled bitterly: "It's not in the way, it won't be like this in the future." You've worked hard, so go down early and rest. Dexuan shook his head, rolled up his sleeves and bowed his head: "The slave maid is the life saved by the lady, and she should do something for the lady." ”

As he spoke, he gently pinched Ouyang Zhen's legs. Through several layers of fabric, his hands were light and heavy, and his sore feet gradually became hot, as if soaking in warm water, which was extremely comfortable.

Ouyang Zhen half-lay on the top and said: "Actually, you also saved Mingying, and it was she who begged me to pick you out." You don't have to hang on to me all the time. ”

Hearing this, Dexuan suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, lowered his head and cried. Ouyang Zhen was even more surprised when he saw it: "What's wrong?" What are you crying about? ”

Dexuan bowed down and cried sadly: "Niangniang, do you know where our group of people have gone? They were all sent to Ningrong in the north to build a city wall, and this time it was a dead end. ……”

Dexuan's suppressed cry was very harsh and sad in the empty and silent inner hall, the noon sun hit the ground faintly through the window lattice, and the air was floating with flying dust, teeth and claws.

Ningrong ...... in the north Ouyang Zhen unconsciously grasped the thin quilt on her body tightly, and another needle was stinging her in her faint brain.

"Miss Ouyang, you really want to follow the Chu thief...... You...... You...... Aren't you afraid that Mr. Ouyang will die under Jiuquan? ……”

"The gods learn from it! I, Zhang Ziming, will one day drive the Chu thieves away from the land of Huaguo! Miss Ouyang, just watch. ”

……

Those who would rather die than give in have begun to move forward on a road full of blood and thorns;

The humble and helpless are in the destruction of the fate of the country, and they are going to die step by step;

And what about her?

What is she doing?!

She smiled skillfully, and presented the treasures from her homeland to the enemy country, seeking a glimmer of life and a chance to live.

Once again, her heart ached heavily, and she had never hated herself so much as she did now. Dexuan's crying continued, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

"Don't cry!" She stood up suddenly, trembling all over. A pair of eyes are getting deeper and deeper.

Dexuan was startled by her and immediately stopped crying.

"Don't cry! Since you can't die happily, you have to think about how to live. Tell me, what news did you hear, word by word! She snapped.

Dexuan put away her tears and began to speak in a low voice, word by word, like a knife carved into her heart.

"Emperor Hua was awarded the title of Duke of Huaguo, ate 300 households, and was imprisoned in the 'Qiyun Palace' in the palace, and was not allowed to leave the palace for life. The prince is eighteen years old, and he is in the army; The emperor is fifteen years old, and all of them enter the palace as a show girl; Those under the age of fifteen are all raised in the 'Qiyun Palace' and raised by the palace grandmother herself; those who are under the three grades of concubines are filled with official prostitutes and are admitted to the music register; palace maids choose those with good appearance and enter the Huan Washing Bureau, Shangyi Bureau, etc., and those who are not selected are filled with prostitutes; and the inner attendants are all to Ningrong to build the city wall,......

Ouyang Zhen only listened blankly, Emperor Hua, the prince, the emperor...... Even the most vain low-grade concubines on weekdays, one by one, blurred faces swept through her mind, is this their fate? Is this their final destination? She only felt that her mind was empty, and she didn't know how long it took, when a warm body suddenly leaned against her and said, "Madam, what's wrong with you." ”

Ouyang Zhen turned his head in a trance, and seemed to see the old face of the nurse: "Nurse...... Nurse, so tired...... Ji'er wanted to sleep. ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes, and there was only darkness in front of him.

Ouyang Zhen slept this time, drowsy and didn't know day and night, and a voice in his heart kept saying in his head over and over again: "You have disgraced the Ouyang family...... Father will not forgive you...... Huaguo is ashamed of you......"

It seemed that someone was calling out to her ear, but she couldn't wake up, and she didn't want to wake up, she just wanted to sleep like this forever. I don't think about how to settle down anymore.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed that there was a child crying loudly in my ears.

She struggled uneasily, whose child was crying, could it be Ling Yu.

Could it be Ling Yu? Is her Ling Yu back? Are you back? Don't come back, don't come back, this is not Huaguo, don't come back...... She began to struggle, she finally sent Ling Yu out, and she couldn't let her come back.

This is hell, this is clearly hell......

Wan Hui was holding Ling Xiang and standing beside the bed, and when she saw her moving, she whispered in her ear: "Madam, don't scare the slave, the slave knows that you are bitter in your heart, but you can't torture yourself like this." You wake up soon, if you don't wake up, who will Miss Ling Xiang rely on? You still have Ling Yu outcast, and your life and death are unknown. ”

Ouyang Zhen finally opened her eyes, the dim candle flame was clearly extinguished, and there was a haze in front of her, Ling Xiang was lying on top of her, crying.

She moved her parched lips, and finally silently shed two lines of tears.

How could she fall asleep like this. In this land of tigers and wolves, she can no longer escape. Even if she is asked to sell her soul and everything, she has to protect the group of people in front of her who have followed her all the way from Huadi.

"Auntie, how long have I been asleep......" Ouyang Zhen said with difficulty, his throat dry and painful. Fever all over the body.

"It's been a day and a night. With the blessing of the Buddha, the lady finally woke up. Wan Hui was surprised and delighted.

Ouyang Zhen gently patted Ling Xiang on his body, Ling Xiang was comforted, his cry gradually became smaller, he pulled her hair, and said, "Mother...... Aunt...... Hug ......"

The tears in Ouyang Zhen's eyes fell more fiercely and urgently. It should be said that the Buddha blesses, and she still has worries around her, which can allow her to go all the way.

"Madam, Dexuan......" Wan Hui suddenly wiped her eyes and stopped talking.

Ouyang Zhen collected his tears and looked at her suspiciously. Wan Hui thought about it, gritted her teeth and said: "He is also guilty of deserving of death, saying things that should not be said, and now he is kneeling outside the door, kneeling for a day and a night......"

Ouyang Zhen was startled, struggled to get up and said, "Hurry up...... Scream...... Tell him to get up. As he spoke, he collapsed weakly on the bed.

Wan Hui hurriedly answered and walked out quickly.

After a while, Wan Hui turned in again, full of helplessness: "Madam...... He didn't get up, he said that he would kneel until his wife was well, and the girl Mingying persuaded him to kneel with him if he didn't get up. The two are really ......."

Ouyang Zhen said angrily: "Bastard! Ahem! Fast...... Help me out. Wan Hui had no choice but to help her get up, put a black fox fur cloak on her, and called another maid to come in and help Ouyang Zhen out of the door.

Ouyang Zhen only felt that his feet were floating and his head began to ache violently again. She gritted her teeth and endured it, almost hanging on Wan Hui's body. When he went out of the room, he saw Dexuan covered in cold sweat, his face was as pale as snow, and he only gritted his teeth and knelt by the door.

"You! You! You get up for me! Ouyang Zhen said angrily, and an abnormal red tide appeared on his pale face. Ahem! If you don't want to lose your legs, get up for me at once. ”

Dexuan's chapped lips squirmed, and he raised his face, his face was as pale as snow, and he was drenched in cold sweat: "Madam, the slave shouldn't have said those words, making you sick......" He was about to say something, Ouyang Zhen was already very angry: "Are you all dead?" Lift him up! ”

A few maids hurriedly set him up. Ouyang Zhen looked at the Ming Ying who was still kneeling on the side, and he was even more angry: "In vain, I think you are clever, it seems that you are also an elm pimple, and you will kneel when he kneels." What to do if your leg is wasted? Ahem, I'm not dead yet, you kneel to death, and when I die one day, it's not too late for you to kneel again......"

When Ming Ying heard this, she got up hurriedly, anxious and aggrieved: "Madam, he has to kneel if he lives or dies, and the slave and maid have no choice." ”

Ouyang Zhen thumped his chest, smoothed his breath, and glared at her: "Can't you find a way?" Now that his leg is also injured, you go and take good care of him, and you will be beaten and punished until you are well. After saying that, her head was dizzy again, and she hurriedly called Wan Hui to help her into the house.

Dexuan watched her figure disappear behind the layers of curtains, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.