The sun is warm. Hui Feng and Chang.

Ji Huang walked slowly into an antique shop. The plaque of "Treasure Pavilion" shines in the autumn sun.

He and Gu Yanzhao often come here. The shopkeeper knew him and saw him come in and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Hello Gongzi Ji."

Ji Huang arched his hand: "Boss Qi's business is prosperous."

Boss Qi smiled. He asked with some doubts: "I heard that General Gu returned to the dynasty victoriously. Why didn't you come with Ji Gongzi today?"

The smile in Ji Huang's eyes suddenly dimmed. Gu Yanzhao's body was greatly damaged when he returned from the southwest. Every time he went to see Gu's mansion, he only saw him as increasingly haggard. He was poisoned and seriously wounded on the battlefield. Where will you go to this treasure pavilion to see antiques.

Ji Huang's eyes sank slightly. said: "General Gu is inconvenient to come here."

Boss Qi nodded. He added: "There have been a lot of treasures in the store recently. Ji Gongzi casually took a look at ......"

Ji Huang bowed slightly. His eyes skimmed over the vase calligraphy and painting. Suddenly he thought of something and said, "There is a good flute."

Boss Qi laughed: "Yes. What a coincidence that Childe came. The store just arrived yesterday with a good Dongting jade flute. Ji Gongzi wait a minute."

As he spoke, he said to Xiao Er, who was guarding the counter: "Chang Sheng. Go upstairs and take down that Dongting jade flute."

Chang Sheng answered. I hurried upstairs. Boss Qi said: "Master Ji, please ......"

Someone has already seen the tea. Ji Huang sat on the chair and slowly picked up the teacup and took a few sips. I saw Chang Sheng walking down from the attic with a brocade box in his hand.

Chang Sheng put the box in his hand on the table. Boss Qi untied the key from his waist. Opened the brocade box. On the inky velvet cushion lies a jade flute. Jade is green. The tube body is almost transparent. Shine brightly in the sun. It is really made of the best jade. Ji Huang's hand slowly stroked the jade flute. But it is lubricated pleasantly. Ji Huangdao was about to pick it up, but he stabbed it diagonally, and a small white hand took the first step to hold the jade flute in his hand. A very clear voice came from his ears: "Boss. I'm going to have this jade flute."

When Ji Huang heard this, he looked up and saw that it was a little girl who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Dressed in a red satin moire brocade robe. A cardigan with green hibiscus pine branches on the outside. A small piece of jade is tied to the buckle. With a black braid. He wore a few pieces of pearl and jade flowers on his head. It's very good-looking. I just saw her slowly slap the jade flute on her other hand. The expression was very puzzled. said, "Boss."

Boss Qi came back to his senses at this time. Rather embarrassed, he smiled: "Miss Fucha. This jade flute ......"

He spat and spat but didn't know what to say. After all, Ji Huang didn't want to buy this jade flute. Ji Huang twisted his eyebrows and said, "I have already bought this jade flute......"

"Oh." Zhishan's eyes rolled. You've paid the money."

Ji Huang's eyebrows frowned slightly. Zhishan threw a purse from her waist. Said: "Boss. Is there enough money?"

Boss Qi was even more embarrassed: "This ......"

Ji Huang thought it was a little funny. Raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't the girl hear clearly? I've already bought this jade flute......"

Zhishan smiled. The so-called buy and sell. The owner of the house sells things. Let's buy something. Since it is a purchase, it is natural that it cannot be just lip service. That's what you have to pay. But I didn't see you paying. That is, you haven't bought it yet. You haven't bought it. Then I paid the money, and this jade flute will naturally be mine."

Ji Huang found it even more interesting. I couldn't help but laugh." Don't you understand the principle of first come, first come?"

"All I know is whoever pays first." After saying that, he smiled playfully. Throw the purse on the table.

Boss Qi's cold sweat was about to break out. This Fuchafu is not easy to mess with. But he also didn't dare to offend this Ji Mansion. Barely squeezed out a bunch of laughter: "Our store also has some side gadgets. Why don't you take a look at the side?"

"Why don't you tell him to look around?" Fucha Zhishan pouted dissatisfiedly. The corner of the eye is lifted towards the purse. Again." Let alone...... I paid for it all......"

"Originally, the girl liked to cut her love ......"

"Thank you, Childe." Zhishan interrupted him with a smile. Ji Huang paused and continued. But this jade flute is not something I want to keep for myself, I really want to give it to a friend. That friend of mine is a good flute. It's just that I've been recuperating at home recently and have nothing else to talk about to comfort. Only this flute sound can relieve him of his anguish. I also hope that the girl Haihan."

The smile on Zhishan's face was faint. Said: "I want this to give my friend's ......"

"Oh." Ji Huang muttered.

"He's a very important person to me. So...... Please also ask Childe to be considerate of ......"

Ji Huang looked at her quietly. Seeing her sad expression, she was about to open her mouth to comfort her. Who knew that she suddenly raised her head and shook the jade flute in her hand. A playful smile." I'm sorry......"

After saying that, he slipped away......

Boss Qi hurriedly chased to the door and called: "Hey...... Miss Fucha......"

Zhi Shan's voice floated from afar: "If the silver is not enough, go to Fuchafu ......"

Boss Qi then turned around and looked at Ji Huang in embarrassment and said, "I'm really sorry for Ji Gongzi......"

Ji Huang was stunned. Fu shook his head and smiled.

Balmy autumn day. Warm days when noisy.

Golden sunlight shines obliquely through the carved mahogany windows. Su Yi sat on the bed. Behind him is a pillow of blue satin autumn chrysanthemum spring flowers. Beautiful eyes squinted slightly. I looked at the flowers and trees outside the window in a daze.

The sun fell on her pale face, as if a faint halo was cast on her. Her hair was as black as silk, but it was even darker and richer. Dressed in plain white clothes, her shoulders became more and more thin. Weak body.

Jia Guiren came in from the outside and saw such a scene of a beautiful woman lying on the couch. People in the world often say that Xizi's heart is the most pitiful. But Su Yi's appearance is thinner than a flower now, but it is better than that.

Jia Guiren slowly moved to Su Yi. After hesitating for a long time, he finally called softly: "Su Yi ......"

Su Yi didn't have any reaction. It seems to be in a false sleep. Qiu Ruo saw the embarrassment on Jia Guiren's face and said again: "The master has been in a trance since he woke up. The body is not healed and I don't hear ......."

Speaking of which. He walked up to Su Yi and leaned over and whispered, "Master. You're here......"

Su Yi slowly fell on Jia Guiren at this time. The lips twitched slightly, but there was no sound.

Jia Guiren sighed. Said: "Qiu Ruo. You go down first. I'll sit with Su Yi for a while."

Qiu Ruo nodded. Walked out with Lan Yan. Lu Xiu brought the plate to serve the tea, put the tea cup away, and walked out.

Jia Guiren sat at the end of the bed. After being silent for a while, Fang raised his head and said, "Suyi. Are you feeling better?"

Su Yi looked at her. Jia Guiren only felt that her eyes were like a pool of secluded pools. Seems silent. But beneath the silence was a strength she couldn't bear. Jia Guiren's eyelids drooped slightly, and he whispered: "Suyi. Your father's business......"

Su Yi's eyes flashed slightly. but he did not speak. Jia Guiren said again: "You don't have to believe Xue Yan's words."

Jia Guiren wanted to cry. Choked up and said, "Feng Yu, the culprit who killed your father, has already been punished. Su Yi. You can't believe Xue Yan's words. You and I are sisters. She's always hated us. I want to stir up a stir in our relationship. My father was framed ......"

"You're here for your father's business." Su Yi finally spoke. The voice is hoarse and small.

Jia Guiren just took a handkerchief and wiped his tears. but did not answer. Su Yi smiled dejectedly. If you came because of your father. Then you can go back......"

"Su Yi ......" Jia Guiren hurriedly stepped forward to hold Su Yi's hand. But the cold touch shook her heart.

Su Yi gently brushed her hand. Said lightly: "I didn't tell Banzai Ye ......"

"I have my own judgment whether Xue Yan's words are true or false...... You know it in your heart...... If Feng Yu is the real murderer who killed my father. So what are you doing here today?"

Jiagui was amazed and couldn't come back to his senses. Su Yi said, "It's not that I don't resent your father. It's not that you don't want revenge. It's just that I'm so tired......"

"I don't have the strength to get revenge......"

"My mother is dead. My dad is dead, too. My kids are gone...... That's all life is about...... I'll never be able to grasp what I want to grasp in my life......"

"Su Yi ......," Jia Guiren muttered. But he could no longer speak.

"I grew up with you. My dad and yours are colleagues again. But after so many years of friendship, it ended up like this. What else is immortal in this world."

"Xuanzhu. This is the last time I'll call you. Don't come in the future......" Su Yi's voice became more and more weak.

"Suyi...... I'm sorry......" Jia Guiren said with tears in his eyes.

Su Yi said: "I'm tired......"

After saying that, he closed his eyes. Jia Guiren looked at her quietly for a long time, and finally turned around and walked out of the house. The wind picks up the yellow leaves. The cold wind hits. Jia Guiren gathered the cloak on his body, and his eyes were dry and painful from the wind. She slowly lowered her eyelids. A tear slipped from his eye. Su Yi. I owe you this life. Only the next life will pay it back......

The autumn wind rises. Leaves fall yellow. Chrysanthemums are all over the ground. Cold geese whimper. Frost sprinkled melancholy. Flowers fall and break people's intestines. A pool of water is half cool.

The remnant sun is like blood. Through the jagged branches of the trees, they cast one mottled shadow after another on the ground.

Su Yi lay quietly on the soft couch under the tree. Eyes slightly closed. His face was still pale without a trace of blood. The goose-egg-like little face is becoming more and more pointy and pitiful.

Yun Rou led Imperial Physician Sun into through the Hanging Flower Gate. Qiu Ruo gestured to her from afar. Yun Rou immediately lightened her pace.

Su Yi doesn't seem to be sleeping well. The brow furrowed tightly. The thick wing-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and then regained their calm. Changxi looked at Su Yi cautiously for fear of waking her up. The lake blue feather satin mink that Xiangling handed over was gently covered by her.

Qiu Ruo blessed Sun Taiyi. Changxi hurriedly moved the chair next to him. Doctor Sun sat down and checked Suyi's pulse.