The depths of winter have arrived, and the entire Chaoyun City is covered with vast white snow, and thick snowdrifts have accumulated on the market, but even so, the heavy snow still keeps falling from the sky, falling quickly and quickly.

If it weren't for the approaching New Year, every house would be hung with red lanterns and you could see the fiery red colors dotted in the snow, and you would have entered the realm of pure white glaciers from a distance.

It was the middle of the night, the city was silent, and the warm lights and candles were shining through the windows of the streets, and it was this moment when it should have been quiet and peaceful, when suddenly a carriage galloped into the city gate and galloped through the snow, and the sound of horses' hooves pierced the night sky, and the ruts and horseshoe prints were left in the snow in different shades.

The carriage ran very fast, and after a while it stopped in front of a mansion, only to see the magnificent construction of this mansion, two stone lions standing in front of the door, but the two stone lions are now safely covered in the snow, but there is no former majesty. From time to time, snow fell from the green eaves, and the snow in front of the door was piled up in a thick layer.

Not the local people can know that this is the location of a family at first sight, but if you ask the people of Chaoyun City, they will tell the owner of this mansion is surnamed Ye, and he is one of the five great families on the rivers and lakes, and everyone knows it.

I saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the door, tall, with a blue stubble on his face, holding an oil-paper lantern in his hand, constantly looking out, looking very anxious and uneasy.

But as soon as he saw the galloping carriage, his expression was relieved, and he immediately ran down the steps to meet the carriage.

Before the carriage could stop, I saw a man in a brocade coat jumping directly from the carriage, his golden crown and hair, his bearing was extraordinary, he looked about twenty-five or sixteen, but he was very mature and steady, not a childish teenager.

The horses stood in the snow and breathed, and the coachman did not wait to rest, but again waved his whip and drove the carriage to the back of the mansion.

Right now, there were only two people left in front of the mansion, and they only heard the man with the lantern say, "You are back, the master of the door." As he spoke, he walked towards the brocade-clothed man towards the gate, "Madam's condition is not very good, please go back and have a look." ”

"How long?" The man in brocade walked quickly, as if he couldn't wait to immediately plug in his wings and fly to his destination. His voice was a mixture of restlessness and panic, and the cold wind of the winter night whistled and froze to the bone.

"It's been a day and a night, the midwife said that if it is ...... tonight" Before the middle-aged man could speak, he was already glared back by a look from the man in brocade, and he had to silence and shut up the unlucky words.

By the time they walked up the corridor, the brocade man's shoulders were already covered with snow, but he could not take care of so much, and his wife was now giving birth in the room in front of him, and he only hoped to take two steps and one step at a time.

"Master, you're back." It was the maid who served the lady who spoke at this time, and she had been watching under this eaves for a long time.

The man in brocade saw her full of sadness, his eyes were slightly red, and he hadn't closed his eyes for a day and a night, "Master of the door, Mrs. is still giving birth inside, but this day and night, it took too much effort, I don't know how long Mrs. can last......" When she said this, she couldn't help but hide her face, and she was about to cry when she saw it.

"I'm going in." The man in brocade said that he had taken off his big hat and handed it to the servant, and was about to push the door in, but was stopped by the servant.

"The master of the door is not, how can a man enter if a woman gives birth?" The maid's eyebrows were tightly locked, and at this moment, he was still thinking about the word rules.

It's just that the man in brocade clothes can still care about any strict etiquette and old-fashioned rules at the moment, he pushed the servant away and drank, "Get out of the way!" The two words came out, and there was already anger, and no one dared to stop it.

When the servant saw that he could not stop him, she felt that he and his wife were in deep love, so she also followed him into the house and went to help.

He watched the candle flame in the house flutter with the door open, and the wind, snow and cold outside the house were also brought into the house by him, and he hurriedly closed the door, and behind the flickering candlelight was his wife lying on the bed.

He hurried to the bed, only to hear the midwife's "Ah! Obviously, he was very surprised that a man from him was watching the woman during childbirth, but he was not good because of his identity.

He just didn't know it, so he knelt down when he approached the bed and took the woman's hand on the bed, "Shuyue, Shuyue, look at me, I'm back." He called the woman's name with some urgency, but the woman was very weak at the moment, and had no strength to open her eyes to look at him, but when she heard his voice, she held his hand back tightly.

The man in brocade only felt strange, he thought to himself that Shuyue was a female general of a country, even if it was not good, she would not be able to give birth to a child and reach such a situation. What's more, she has always been in good health, not as frail as those ordinary women.

It's just that since she came back from the war in Jiuhuazhou, she has felt unwell from time to time, but she was not alert at that time.

When he thought about this, he felt really ashamed of his wife.

"Madame, use some more strength!" The midwife continued to command at the other end of the bed, and as she spoke, she raised her hand to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead.

The woman lay on the bed, she seemed to have no strength, her face was sallow, her lips were dry, beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down her cheeks, and a green silk had already soaked and clinged to her cheeks. In the fog, I listened to the midwife's words and tried hard again, but the tears were uncontrollably bursting out of my eyes.

"Shuyue!" The man in brocade saw that her expression was painful, but he couldn't understand the pain of this production, he only hated that he couldn't help her, but even so, it was not impossible to relieve her, thinking of this, he immediately stretched out his palm to her palm, and began to continuously inject true qi into her.

It's just that as soon as he came into contact with the woman's palm, when he exerted his strength, he felt that there was a true qi flowing in the woman's body, and this true qi was really strange, not to mention the hot and cold, and it was surging in her body in a chaotic manner. And just when he was puzzled, he suddenly saw the woman's body bow up uncontrollably, the fingers of the other hand tightly grasped the sheets, the teeth bit the lower lip, and the whole body was tense and straight, only to hear her suddenly "Ah! A loud cry came out.

At the same time, he was also shocked by the true qi in the woman's body, he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, only to see that the woman's body had fallen on the bed at this time, and he kept repeating with a breath: "It hurts...... Yuanxi, I'm in so much pain......"

"Madame, use a little more force." The maid held the woman's knee, "Madame can come out with a little more force." ”

The brocade-clothed man grabbed the woman's hand again, pressed it against his cheek, and only heard him say, "Shuyue, I'm here, you don't have to be afraid." But he didn't know it himself, and he said to tell the woman not to be afraid, but even his own hands trembled.

"Ahh The moment the woman held the hand of the man in brocade, she seemed to settle down, and she was fearless, and exerted the last bit of strength in her body, only to hear her voice fall, and the cry of a child falling to the ground came from the other side of the bed.

At the moment when the child was born, the man in brocade once again put his palm against the woman's palm, only to feel that the true qi seemed to leave the mother with the child, and disappeared in the woman's body.

"Wow, wow, wow!" A crisp and loud cry sounded in the house, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the maid took the child from the hands of the midwife, and looked down to see the pink carving of the child's birth, even if her face was stained with blood, it did not affect her loveliness at all, and she fell to the ground with a big stone in her heart, and cried out with a smile, "The master of the door, madam, is a girl." ”

However, the arrival of this child did not seem to make the woman on the bed lift her spirits, on the contrary, when the child was born, she looked more like the spirit was exhausted, the oil ran out, the lamp withered, and her sallow face became pale, bloodless and lifeless.

"Shuyue, Shuyue, wake up, wake up and see our children." The brocade-clothed man didn't have time to think about Fang Cai's question, so he only pinched her palm, and with the other hand, he touched her forehead and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead for her, "Shuyue?" ”

He called over and over again, but the woman just closed her eyes quietly, and she seemed to want to wake up, to say a few words to the man, but she knew that it was impossible.

Even if she tried to open her eyes and look at the man in front of her, even if she didn't say a word, it would be impossible.

That child, even if it is all the memories and thoughts she pinned on him. She retained the last shred of clarity in the chaos, so she thought.

"Shuyue?" Before the words fell, the woman's hand slipped from the palm of the man in brocade and slammed on the edge of the bed, and the jade bracelet in her hand collided with the bed, making a "poof" sound.

"Shuyue!" The brocade-clothed man's pupils widened suddenly, and he kept shouting the woman's name, but the woman still didn't respond.

He felt his body tremble incessantly, and the unacceptable facts came back like a tidal wave, so that he could barely breathe, and he was overwhelmed with grief.

"Madame!" The maid holding the child stood aside, equally incredulous, "Madame! You haven't looked at your child yet......" said as he hugged the child and leaned over to the bed, tears raining down.

The person outside the door seemed to hear the movement in the house, and the door was pushed open suddenly, it was the middle-aged man who carried the lantern just now, he walked in, saw the scene in the house, was stunned for a while, and slowly said: "The door master, the lady has gone." ”

At this time, the man in brocade raised his head, his eyes were red, and his face was haggard, as if he had aged in an instant, which made people feel distressed. He stood up, stumbled to the servant's side, held the child in his hands, and stared at the child in a daze, but his eyes were not full of the father's love for the child, but full of remorse and chagrin.

He hated himself, and he hated the child, and he hated that the child had come into the world and taken her mother's life.

He won't forgive himself, and he can't forgive the kid.

He looked at it for a long time, until his eyes were filled with tears, and then he withdrew his gaze, turned and took the child to the middle-aged man, and then walked slowly to the door, and seemed to others to be like a walking corpse, unconscious.

The snow outside the house was still falling so hard and so quickly, falling all over the ground, as if it was about to bury the world under it. There was nothing but the sound of the wind and snow howling, as if the world had been silent from then on.

"Master, give the child a name." The servant got up with tears in her eyes, looked at the dead woman lying on the bed, and spoke behind his back.

The man in brocade didn't look back, only glanced at the heavy snow falling in the courtyard, and said, "Ye Tingxue." ”

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