Seeing this scene, Rat Gui immediately got out of the carriage and helped get Rong Chunmei into the carriage.

However, Rat Gui hoped that I could send this Rong Chunmei back, but thinking about what Rong Chunmei had just said, I still took her to the Lin Mansion first.

I placed Rong Chunmei in the wing, then prepared hot water, dried Rong Chunmei's body and hair, and took off Rong Chunmei's wet clothes, I was shocked.

Rong Chunmei is not only skinny, but also has many injuries on her body, some are burns, some are bruises, and the back is like a fingernail scratch scar, these scars are scabbed, but they are still shocking.

There were six of her coarse trousers, two more than when I pulled her trousers before, because those two were only broken to the knees, and they were rotten under the trouser legs, so I hadn't seen them before.

And her calves, and buttocks, are also wounded, these wounds are very dense, almost on the body, except for the face and hands that cannot be covered, the rest are unbearable.

In my eyes, there was a slight pantothenic acidity, biting my lip, and changing into clean clothes for Rong Chunmei.

Her body was getting hotter and hotter, so I boiled antipyretic herbs for her and poured it on Rong Chunmei.

After drinking the potion, her eyelids trembled slightly, but she didn't open her eyes for a long time, and I stayed by her side.

She fell asleep for two hours, and when she woke up late at night.

The rain was still pouring outside, and the wind was blowing.

Rong Chunmei was woken up by a burst of thunder, she shouted "don't" in fear, and then sat up suddenly.

The moment she sat up, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"Chunmei? It's thunder, don't be afraid. I hurriedly reached out and tried to gently pat her on the back to soothe her.

But before my hand touched Rong Chunmei, she leaned to the side, avoided my hand, and shrank in the corner of the bed.

She sat curled up, her head in her lap, her shoulders twitching.

I knew she must be crying bitterly at this moment.

"Chunmei, do you want to drink some sweet soup? I just heated it again, and now it's just right to drink. "I tried to take her out of her grief, but I didn't know what to do, so I could only distract her.

"Your qi and blood are also very deficient, this is red date sweet soup, drink some to replenish blood qi." I took the sweet soup and walked to the bed.

Rong Chunmei's trembling shoulders finally stopped slowly, and then raised her eyes and looked at me.

In those dim eyes, there was no half of color, like a puppet dull.

"Don't waste such a good thing on me." Her lips opened and closed slightly, and she said such a sentence with a slight weakness.

"What is waste? If you don't drink it, it's a waste, come on, drink it, it's sweet. I coaxed her.

She looked at me and pursed her lips: "I'm dying, I've heard people say that no matter how good things you give to the dead, it's useless." ”

"You're just a fever, a minor illness, and you won't die." I smiled at her and explained.

But she lowered her eyes and said lightly, "I mean, I can finally live without having to live anymore." ”

"What?" Hearing this from a fifteen-year-old girl made my heart tremble.

"You're the Lady of Hades? That's what they call you? She looked at me, and I immediately nodded at her.

"You're a good guy, it would be nice if, if, I met you sooner." She looked at me with a complicated look in her eyes.

I put the sweet soup down, stretched out my hand, put it on her forehead, and found that her body was hot and came up again, so I hurriedly motioned for her to lie down, and then tucked the quilt for her.

By the way, I took the soup woman and put it in her futon to warm her up.

"When I was a child, my aunt was very good to me, but unfortunately, later?" Her lips trembled, and the tears in her eyes rolled down again without warning.

I wiped her tears, and they were hot.

"Get a good night's sleep, sweat, and you'll be fine." I gently stroked Rong Chunmei's cheek.

"Madame Hades, don't save me." After she said this, she slowly closed her eyes.

And I looked at her, and her expression was indeed like a person who had looked down on life and death, and regarded death as home.

But she is only fifteen years old, why does she have the idea that she must die? I inexplicably feel that her stubbornness in wanting to die may have a lot to do with her father Rongyong.

These injuries on Rong Chunmei's body may have been beaten by Rong Yong.

However, these are just my conjectures, and only Rong Chunmei knows the truth of the facts.

But this Rong Chunmei refused to say.

"Don't, don't come here!"

Rong Chunmei closed her eyes, her expression was painful, and she fell asleep for a while, and she faintly said nonsense in her mouth.

"Chunmei?" I called her in a low voice, and then put my hand on her forehead again, and her body heat still did not subside, so I twisted a cold cloth and put it on her forehead, and then went to heat the decoction and fed it to her.

She drank the decoction, but her complexion did not improve, and her mood seemed to become more and more unstable.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and her hands gripped the corner of the futon hard.

"Die, die, please, die."

Her slightly chapped lips kept opening and closing, and the words that came out of her mouth made people feel intimidated.

"As long as you die, I will pay you with my life."

Rong Chunmei's next words were still like a heavy stone, smashing on my heart.

"Chunmei? Chunmei? Are you awake? I looked at her with nightmares and whispered in her ear.

When I have nightmares, I also want to be woken up, but the people who are immersed in the nightmare are always helpless, and the people around me can't help us at all.

Seeing that Rong Chunmei was sleepy and trembling and convulsive, but I couldn't shake her awake no matter what, so I gritted my teeth and took out Meng Xun from my sleeve.

Meng Xun can take me into a dream, and I may be able to know what happened in the dream.

Perhaps, you can untie Rong Chunmei's heart knot and make her no longer think about death.

So, I put Meng Xun under my lips, and an extremely melodious but slightly pathetic tune sounded, and my surroundings quickly began to distort, and in an instant, I stood at the door of Rong Chunmei's house.

In this dark sky, there was a rumbling sound, the rain fell on me, and since I had a nightmare, I began to have a physical presence in my dreams, and I knew that those who dreamed could also see me in their dreams.

"Boom!"

There was another thunderclap, and I walked slowly towards the wooden door.

I wanted to push the door in directly, but after thinking about it carefully, my current situation is different, and they can see me, so they stand by the broken window of Rong Chunmei's house.

This paper window is just an ornament, it can't block the wind and rain at all, and the paper on the window has rotted.

I leaned sideways and glanced into the room, and the mere glance made me stiffen and my head went blank in an instant.