"Just now, I was too tired and took a nap. I dreamed, and in my sleep I saw my loved ones. They used to love me so much. Now they are all resenting me, hating me, and no one understands my suffering. I don't blame them, because I owe them my life. I dreamed of the Jade Emperor, and he said, I am cultivated by you after three thousand years of painstaking efforts. If you want to end this bad relationship, you must repay your debt with blood. If you owe your life, you have to pay it back, and you have to pay it back if you owe it. I owe my life to my loved ones, and I pay back my life when I owe you. As long as I can settle these grievances, I am willing to end them with my life. I am not a person who spares my life, as long as my relatives can be at peace, as long as I can repay your love, I am willing to use my life to settle all grievances. When a person dies, he is gone. When the debt is paid off, the grievance is gone, and I am freed.

"Brother Yun, did you hear me talking to you? Now you are my Yun brother, and I can tell you what is on my mind. Even if it's just like this, it's good to say it silently in your heart. Tomorrow I have to face that cold Xue Shizi. My sister said that I was too cold and arrogant, not a wife. I've lowered my face and bowed my eyebrows in front of him, why is he still cold to me?

"Two years ago, in Suoyang Pass, when he was married on the order of the prince, he was drunk every night. Three days threw me a letter of resignation. He said I had committed seven out of seven rules. Which of the seven out of seven I committed, he didn't give me any explanation. I hate, I resent. However, when I calm down and think about it carefully, I can't hate it, and I can't complain about it. At that time, I clearly saw that his eyes were not heartless, but heartbroken. I knew it was another accident that made him do that. What kind of accident it was, but he never mentioned it.

"I don't want to spend the night with him; Don't ask to join hands with him; He didn't even ask to be in the same cave with him after he died. I just want him to look at me with your gentle gaze, and to call me 'Aunt Ning' as affectionately as you do." That's not harsh! Why is he so stingy that he refuses to give me even this glimmer of light or a word or two?

"Brother Yun, tell me, what is all this for? …… Brother Yun ......"

Fan Lihua stood next to the embroidered couch, thinking about it, her heart was like ten thousand steel knives stirring, and two lines of silent tears slipped across her cheeks and wet the red placket. I don't know how long it took, but I slowly turned around and walked to the inner room.

Fan Lihua walked slowly to the inner room, and accidentally saw the wedding ceremony on the back of the chair, when Xue Dingshan led her back to the cave room, the knotted red silk used. Silently walked over, took the red aya down, and slowly untied the knot in the middle. lowered his head and looked at the red silk in his hand, gently opened it, and looked back at Xue Dingshan who was lying on the couch, frowning as if he was thinking. The hands that were tightly clutching the red silk trembled slightly. It's been a long time, but it's slowly put down again.

At this time, the sound of rain outside the window became more and more urgent, and Fan Lihua felt a pain all over her body, which made her frown involuntarily. As soon as she turned around, she inadvertently saw the sword used to ward off evil spirits hanging on the Bogu shelf by the door of the inner room.

Fan Lihua endured the pain in her body and walked over, holding the apricot-yellow lantern spike on the hilt of the sword with her hand. He looked back at Xue Dingshan again, and sighed secretly, "Alas! Brother Yun, do you and I really have a three-thousand-year entanglement? If so, why can you take care of an incomprehensible tree, but be as cold as ice to me? If not, then why have you and I been entangled for so many years, and I can't figure it out?

"Brother Yun, if there are really three thousand years of grievances entangled between you and me, I am willing to use my life to make a complete end. Ask me for a liberation, and give you a freedom. Brother Yun, you say, is it okay? ”

Fan Lihua's right hand slowly grasped the hilt of the sword and slowly drew the sword. The three delicate seal characters engraved on the sword, "Flowing Rainbow", slowly appeared in front of you.

"Ahh Fan Lihua's body shook suddenly, and she said secretly: "No, I can't." Fan Lihua, you can't! ”

She slowly turned her head again and looked at Xue Dingshan on the embroidered couch.

"Brother Yun, no, I can't die now. I have placed so many people's hopes on me, and I still have the heavy responsibility of my family and country on my shoulders. I can't just end my life for the sake of my own personal affairs, and I am brave enough to end my life rashly. No, no......

"Oh my God! Why are you so ruthless to me, why are my fate so unbearable? Why can't you even decide life and death? More than 20 years of suffering have left me exhausted and overwhelmed. Death, there are too many things involved in my body, and I can't afford to die.

"Brother Yun, Brother Yun, tell me, what should I do? How can I resolve the grievances that are entangled in me? What should I do with the weight of the thousand pounds on my shoulders?

"Brother Yun, tell me, where should I go?"

The corners of Fan Lihua's mouth twitched slightly, and she almost couldn't control her voice. She bit the corner of her mouth tightly, and a drop of blood poured out from her snow-white teeth. Dazedly, he slowly returned the sword into the sheath, and weakly released the apricot-yellow sword spike wrapped around his hand. Turning around slowly, he staggered a little to the inner room.

As soon as she walked to the door of the inner room, she felt a wave of dizziness hit her, and in an instant, she almost couldn't support it. hurriedly held the door of the boudoir with his hand so that he did not fall. Leaning forward, there seemed to be a foreign body gushing out of his throat. Subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining her bare hands. Fan Lihua couldn't help but be surprised when she looked at the blood in her palm, although in the past two months, when she was seriously ill, she occasionally saw one or two points of blood, but it was never like today, almost squirting out in one mouth, and it came so much, so urgently. An ominous premonition quickly enveloped her heart, and she secretly said, "Oh my God! Is my limit really coming?"

Fan Lihua reluctantly struggled her sour body back to the bed, sat down on the brand-new Huaqu brocade mattress on the bed, took out a Luo Pa from her sleeve and wiped the red blood on her hands. Turned around and threw himself on the bed, burying his cheeks deep in the mandarin duck pillow.

At this time, I don't feel sad in my heart. I just feel lazy, too lazy to move, too lazy to think again, and even too lazy to breathe again.

Outside the screen window, the wind in early autumn was soft and tight, and the rain was getting faster and slower. In the cave room, as the night deepened, the cold air became thicker and thicker.

During the Qixi Festival, although it is said that the beginning of the autumn solar term has just passed, the south of the Yangtze River is still the scene of midsummer, but the night outside the northwest can already feel the cold of early winter.