Under the lingering autumn rain, two days have passed in a blink of an eye, Bai Qianfan still goes out to look for Xiao Huang every day, but he doesn't ask people to follow him anymore, in fact, he also knows in his heart that Xiao Huang probably really encountered an accident. She just doesn't like to stay in the house, so she doesn't have to be anxious.

She is so depressed, Laurel Yuexiang is not easy to persuade too much, she has the right to go out to blow the wind and relax, it is better than sitting in the house and being sluggish, she doesn't let them follow, they don't follow, anyway, she will come back when the time comes.

On this day, she took a nap and got up, and as soon as the rain was collected, Yuegui put a cloak on her and carefully advised: "Princess, the sky is still dark, I am afraid that there will be rain, so I will come back when I walk." ”

Bai Qianfan nodded absentmindedly, "Well, I know." ”

She walked slowly along the tiled path towards Minghu, and the wind blew her lilac cloak like a big butterfly fluttering. The sky was overcast, the lead clouds hung low, and she sighed mournfully, thinking of Xiao Huang, her nose was sore, and her eyes were a little blurry.

After the nurse left, she was like this for many days, but fortunately, Mrs. Bai didn't trouble her in those days because she had just lost her shelter, otherwise it's really hard to say what happened now.

Walking absentmindedly, a little girl came in front of her and squatted for her, "Princess, look for Xiaohuang again!" ”

Bai Qianfan glanced at her, didn't recognize which courtyard she belonged to, and snorted casually, ready to pass by.

The little girl said, "The princess has gone to the back mountain to look for it, I heard that there are pheasants there, and it is not necessary to abduct Xiao Huang if she didn't." ”

Bai Qianfan's heart moved, said yes, raised his feet and hurriedly left.

The Chu Wangfu is at the end of Jinsheng Street, when the mansion was built, the Chu prince encircled a mountain, far away from the courtyard, most of the people in the palace did not know that there was such a place, Bai Qianfan had wandered around before, and had been there, but he turned around at the foot of the mountain and did not go up the mountain.

She has turned the Chu Wangfu upside down in the past few days, but she didn't go to the back mountain, and the little girl's words made her rekindle hope in her heart.

If there was really a pheasant that took Xiao Huang away, she grabbed Xiao Huang, then brought the pheasant nest, and brought back the stew soup to drink. I used to eat pheasants in Niutou Mountain, and Aunt Niu fried it so fragrantly, but now I can't think about it.

She ran to the back mountain like a gust of wind, ran out of sweat, and looked up to see that the mountain was not very high, and there were dark clouds on the mountain, like wearing a fluffy hat in winter.

There is a path on the mountain, paved with square bricks, but few people walk, there is grass between the gaps in the square bricks, slender and long swaying in the wind, Bai Qianfan stepped on it, the grass lay on the ground, she raised her feet again, the flexible grass bounced back, she took one step at a time, looked down, and slowly walked up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, she heard the sound of Suo Suo in the grass, her heart moved, bent down, gently pulled out the grass, and sure enough, she vaguely saw a pheasant-like thing lying there, Bai Qianfan cat did not move there, and wanted to follow her secretly, maybe she could find her Xiaohuang.

But the pheasant lay there motionless, as if frozen, Bai Qianfan squatted in the grass, the blades of grass after the rain wet her cloak, and gradually her hands and feet stiffened, she moved slightly, and the pheasant was very sensitive, and immediately fluttered its wings and flew forward.

Bai Qianfan hurriedly lifted her foot and chased after it, stepping on the grass with one foot deep and one foot shallow, her cloak was hooked by thorns, she paused for a moment, and then looked up, but the pheasant was gone. She angrily pulled the cloak hard, snorted, and hooked a small piece of brocade silk from the thorn.

Only with patience continued to search, she had already strayed from the path up the mountain, groping her way through the woods. The sky gradually darkened, and the dark clouds rolled overhead, and suddenly a lightning bolt clicked, splitting the dark sky of the night, and the bright light shone on a new pile of dirt bags under the trees, revealing a few chicken feathers.

It's just that in an instant, Bai Qianfan's eyes were straight, the hair was hemp yellow, like Xiao Huang's body, her heart was pounding, and it took a long time to stabilize her breath and walk over slowly.

One step, two steps, three steps, she walked to the small mound, squatted down, and pulled out the mud with her hands, but it was only a few scattered chicken feathers, she couldn't see clearly in her hand, she could only see it by the light of lightning before, but whether it was a little yellow at the bottom of the bottom, she couldn't determine.

The soil below was a little solid, as if it had been stepped on hard, and she continued to pick it up, whether it was Xiao Huang or not, she had to find out.

There were stones in the dirt, and there were thin branches, and her fingers were worn out, but she didn't know that it hurt, and she just wanted to dig out the contents as quickly as possible. But it was buried so deep that the ten fingers were ground into a blur of flesh and blood, and before they could dig into the things below, another lightning bolt struck, accompanied by a roaring thunder, and a downpour poured down on the head.

Bai Qianfan wiped her face, sped up the movements of her hands, with the rain flushing, the soil became soft, she was lying on the ground, desperate to plan, and finally dug out the things inside, it was a chicken, it was already stiff, she shivered and stroked its red crown, and felt a thin pimple on it, she cried with a wow.

It's her little yellow, only Xiao Huang's crown has a thin lump of flesh, there is nothing more coincidental in the world, she lost the chicken, but there is a chicken buried here, there is a lump on the cockscomb, who else can it be if it is not her Xiao Huang?

She hugged Xiao Huang and sat in the heavy rain crying, the lightning slashed down one after another, she clearly saw Xiao Huang's appearance, that familiar posture, kind appearance, as if lying in her arms and coquettish, but her eyes were open, dull, sluggish. She was so distressed that she couldn't be more distressed, why did she kill her Xiao Huang, something came at her, what kind of hero is killing a chicken!

She couldn't cry herself, her whole body was drenched by the rain, she didn't care about anything, only hugged Xiao Huang tightly, crying mournfully, in the wind and rain, her wail was intermittent, and she couldn't hear it really.

She cried so much that her voice was hoarse, and her worries for a few days were confirmed, Xiao Huang would never come back, would no longer peck the upper of her shoes with its pointed mouth, would not spin happily at her feet, would not jump into her arms to be coquettish, would not look up at the broken rice grains in her hands with her neck tilted, it would become a stiff little corpse, and it would really never come back.

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, her body swayed, and all her strength seemed to disappear in this howling and crying, and finally her body shook and fell to the ground.

The icy rain poured mercilessly on her, and the sky was as dark as splashing ink. Standing here and looking into the distance, in the wind and rain, there are faint torches shaking.