Pale pink veil, hazy and falling. Song Lian lay flat on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, her face calm, and she seemed to sleep peacefully. After Sang Niang helped Song Lian to rest in bed, she stood at the head of the bed and stared at her who was sleeping. I only thought she was sleepy, and I was afraid that it would disturb her sleep. Sang Niang approached the table lightly, picked up the empty bowls and trays with both hands, walked out of the room and covered the door, and slowly walked towards the back kitchen.

When it was dinner time again, Sang Niang served the meal from the back kitchen and came to Song Lian's boudoir on time. The door was surprisingly closed, and when Sang Niang reached out and gently pushed the door open. At a glance, Song Lian was still asleep, and her sleeping position remained the same. Sang Niang wondered in her heart, why did she sleep soundly for a long time and still sleep sweetly and didn't wake up? This different situation from the past made Sang Niang feel not very strange.

Sang Niang quickly approached the table and put down the tray in her hand. She hurried to the bedside and lifted the veil and hung it up. Looking at the quiet face, it is still the same as before. Sang Niang looked surprised, and called with concern in her mouth, "Miss, Miss..." Shaking Song Lian with his hand, Song Lian was also unconscious. At this time, she had a hunch that the situation was wrong, Sang Niang couldn't help but panic, and she hurriedly rushed out of the door.

The doctor was soon called in by Sang Niang. He sat upright at the head of Song Lian's bed, avoiding suspicion through the veil, and carefully checked the pulse for Song Lian. This is a common physician in the Tang Dynasty, and his medical skills are also sophisticated. Sang Niang stood on one side, anxiously looking at Song Lian, and then at the old doctor. There was a rush in his heart, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

But seeing that the old doctor had been taking his pulse for a long time, his face became more and more solemn, his dark brows were frowning, and he only shook his head slightly, and he couldn't help sighing. He said in a low voice, "Hey, I'm incompetent... There is no help......" When he finished speaking, he slowly stood up. Sang Niang on the side heard this, like thunder. She stood there, and when she came to her senses, she grabbed the doctor's sleeve and begged with tears, "Old sir, old sir... Miss Li'er, what's wrong with her? Why is there no help? … Please, old man, save Miss Li'er...... Save Miss Li'er..."......

The old doctor stood still, letting Sang Niang swing. He hung his head and bowed his head silently... It seems to be embarrassed, but there is a hint of sympathy. After a long time, he whispered helplessly, "There is no way to return to the sky... I can't do anything about it......" said that it seemed to be a judgment. Sang Niang's hand tugging at his sleeve slipped and hung down weakly...... Her eyes were blank and sad, as if she had been emptied......

When the old doctor left, Sang Niang has no memory. She only looked confused and sat on the edge of Song Lian's bed...... It was still raining outside the window, the sky was gray and gray, and the raindrops were rolling down from the sky, like Sang Niang's tears......

There was a shocking sound in the sky over the Tang Mansion, and thunderstorms and strong winds struck...... Because of this tragic event, the house fell into desolation...... This sudden tragedy, some people are worried and some are happy. That Mrs. Tang and Miss Tang heard that Song Lian was asleep and helpless. These two wicked people are together, and they can't hide their happiness. But he was afraid of attracting righteous indignation, so he only pretended to be crying and mournful again, and rushed into Song Lian's boudoir. As soon as Mrs. Tang entered the door, she saw Sang Niang sitting on the edge of the bed, as if she was stupid. glanced at Song Lian, who was asleep and not awake, she pretended to hide her face with her sleeves, pretended to cry and ran to the head of the bed, crying and crying, "Poor child... What's wrong with you? … Is this gone? … Your father is still out and hasn't returned, how can you bear to leave it behind? ……”

Miss Tang, who followed Mrs. Tang into the room, stood beside her mother, looking at Song Lian, who was motionless on the bed, and couldn't stop her ecstasy. Ignorant of this, she thought to herself, "This God has eyes, and he will finally help herself get rid of the troubles in her heart." The Tang Mansion has thousands of family wealth, and since then it has been owned by himself, and his father has only spoiled himself again. "I was happy and hidden, and I also learned from her mother to be sad.

Master Tang, who had not returned outside, heard of this sudden tragedy, and hurried back to the Tang Mansion. Old Man Tang looked at Song Lian, who had not woken up, and couldn't help but feel sad from his heart... He couldn't believe what was in front of him. He muttered to himself, "O pity, what's going on?" … When you and your father didn't know each other well, the wealth of this Tang Mansion has not yet been enjoyed... Are you going to leave your father behind? … Dad owes you a father-daughter relationship, and you won't have time to pay it back......"

Mrs. Tang was on the side, pretending to cry while stealing a glance at Master Tang. Seeing that Master Tang was in pain, she felt a sour feeling in her heart. I thought to myself, "This stinky girl is going well!" You don't have to compete with this stinky girl for money! When the time comes, Mu Qi is looking for "Jingyang Secrets", and then get rid of this old thing! In the future, everyone will enjoy endless wealth! With such a fantasy in her heart, Mrs. Tang smiled faintly. suddenly found Sang Niang, those eyes seemed to be staring at her. Mrs. Tang was shocked, and hid her sleeves and cried.

Sang Niang stood in front of the bed, inadvertently looked at Mrs. Tang, and found her secretly happy, and she didn't feel suspicious in her heart. Sang Niang thought to herself, this Miss Li'er is so good, why is she suddenly hopeless? … Everything seemed to be the same, except that I had lunch. Could it be that this meal is different? …… Sang Niang was suspicious in her heart, and couldn't help but tie a stalk.

After Mr. Tang calmed down, he asked about the whole incident. Sang Niang explained the cause and effect and what the old doctor said. It's just that Sang Niang hid her suspicions and didn't tell Master Tang about her suspicions. Because the old doctor was a trustworthy person in the Tang Mansion, the old doctor made up his mind and had no solution. Sang Niang suggested to Master Tang that she should send her back to the tea shop. Because Song Lian was worried about the tea shop before, her heart was as she wished. Master Tang endured the grief in his heart, he knew that Song was merciful, and he only had tears and helplessness to respond to her request.

When the Tang Mansion was preparing everything in the desolation, and Sang Niang secretly went to the back kitchen alone, the dining utensils in the back kitchen had already been scrubbed clean and bright. The dishes and chopsticks that Song Lian ate did not leave any traces. Sang Niang asked the cooks about the day's meal availability. The cooks told them how to prepare the meal. Sang Niang asked who had been here that day? The cook who talked to Mrs. Tang told Sang Niang that she had come, and also asked Song Lian about lunch. After Sang Niang inquired about everything, she felt inexplicably uneasy in her heart. She seemed to feel that there was something strange about this, but she had no basis to convince her.

The night in the rain is even cooler; The rain hasn't stopped, and the wind has continued. Sang Niang was alone in Song Lian's boudoir, and Song Lian who never woke up at night. Sang Niang's eyes were filled with tears, and she kept staring at Song Lian blankly. I was sad in my heart, "Miss Li'er, I haven't avenged my family, I haven't sent the wicked yet, but I have hatred... Why don't you help? Thinking about sending Song Lian back to the tea shop, how sad and sad was Song Ke in the tea shop when he saw this? ……

On this sad night, the lonely lamp accompanied the lonely shadow. Sang Niang drank tears and wept secretly, and she couldn't say enough about this parting. That night, the wind blew in through the window, blowing the veil at the bedside...... All this came into view, full of vastness......