"Madam, get up and drink some medicine, you can get better quickly after drinking the medicine......" The maid's voice sounded at the head of the bed, Lingyun slowly opened her eyes, and looked up with some difficulty, only to see Lianqiu half-sitting in front of the bed with some concern, still holding a bowl of black decoction in her hand.

The light in the room was a little dim, only an oil lamp in front of the bed, the candle flame was flickering, and it was not finished, as if she was already running out of oil at this time.

Lianqiu is her personal maid who married from home, and there was originally another person named Yingxue, who grew up with her since childhood, and her love is not ordinary. It's the names of the two or Lingyun herself who got it for them.

She is a good reader, and Yingxue's name is taken from "Empty opposite, the mountain Gaoshi crystal snow; I don't remember it, the world is lonely and lonely", and the word "Pity Autumn" is taken from "Thin shadow self-pity autumn water photo, Qing must pity me and I pity Qing".

She usually likes poetry and songs, and most admires the lofty ambitions of the ancients, and envies the recitation of beautiful feelings in ancient poems and ancient words.

After reading it for a long time, I opened the girl's mind, and I thought that if I met such a person one day, I would love him wholeheartedly, protect him, and accompany him.

When she was ignorant, she had the meaning of lovesickness, so she gave an iron definition of the love in her heart early: if you don't love, you don't love. If you love, you are all.

But now, she only thinks that her former self is really simple and ridiculous.

That's it, that's it......

On that day, Yingxue was arrested by the official when she returned to her parents' house for herself, and was imprisoned along with more than 100 people up and down the Song family.

She couldn't wait for a long time to return to Yingxue, and then sent someone to investigate, only to learn that all the men in the family had betrayed the beheading, and the female dependents were sent to exile for 3,000 miles.

Knowing the news, she begged him with the last glimmer of hope, hoping that he could even help, help her father, and help the Song family.

But he only had to say a word.

He said: "The Song family is guilty of treason, and its crime should be punished." ”

She sat down on the spot.

The bluestone floor is cold, but it can't be cold in her heart.

Outside the heavy curtain, snow suddenly fell, and the first snow fell without warning.

At this point, there is no Song family in the world.

The century-old family was ruined.

She thought about her dead parents, thought about the hundreds of people up and down the Song family, and thought about the charges that were firmly on the top of the Song family's head that she couldn't wash away in her life, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

It's time, she thought.

Since then, he has been ill.

Lingyun has been sick in bed for a long time, and she is depressed in her chest, and her body has long been dragged down in an inhuman shape, and at this time, she is just waiting for that day to come.

She tried to sit up, but she was weak and couldn't do anything.

Seeing this, Lianqiu hurriedly put down the medicine bowl, stretched out her hand to help Lingyun sit up, and put the half-old green satin backrest pillow behind Lingyun, helped her to lean well, and tucked the corners of the quilts on both sides, before she took the medicine again, and said softly: "Madam, drink the medicine while it's hot." ”

Lingyun chuckled, her face was pale, her smile was weak, although she was only in her teens, she was already full of ravines, and she no longer saw the original vividness: "They are all dying people, and they are still drinking these things to make themselves miserable." ”

"Miss......" Lianqiu's eyes turned red when she was said, "Miss, don't say these frustrating words......"

Unconsciously changed his name while speaking, and changed his name to "Miss" when he was still in the boudoir.

The young lady's heart is already bitter enough, but her body can't be cured well for a long time, and it is not good to drink these bitter decoctions all year round.

"What is it out there?" Lingyun didn't answer according to Lianqiu's words, but suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the window lattice on the side and asked.

She hadn't been out of this door in a long time.

"It's late." Lian Qiu replied and looked out with Lingyun's gaze.

In the staggered panes, you can vaguely see a bare and stout old tree outside, with a few withered yellow leaves hanging lonely on the open branches, fluttering and crumbling. The wind was whistling, the sky was dark, and the ashes were overwhelming.

"Is autumn going to be over again?" Lingyun asked suddenly.

"Well, winter is coming." Lianqiu responded softly.

"Oh...... It's winter again......" Lingyun looked at the gray sky, but a white expanse of snow appeared in front of her, and patches of dazzling bright red appeared on it.

She suddenly sighed and looked up at Lianqiu.

The young girl in my memory has also grown more and more mature, but her eyebrows are always slightly wrinkled, and she looks at herself with a worried face.

Lingyun raised her hand slightly, her fingers were white and thin, and she pulled Lianqiu's hand and held it together. With such a small movement, she was sweating profusely.

"Your deed of sale is in my dowry, and there are some silver jewelry, you can take them with you......"

"Miss?" Lianqiu looked at Lingyun with some fear, as if she had already guessed what she was going to say.

Lingyun looked at her, the sadness in her heart became more and more floating, but her eyes slowly firmed, and she continued: "You listen to me first. When I'm gone, you take all these things with you, and I don't have anything else to give you, these are dead things that I can't take with me, and they don't have any effect on me. I only have you by my side, and my things will naturally be left to you. You take the deed of sale, go to the government and quickly get rid of the slave status, you can put it away, or tear it up, don't give it to anyone else. It's not a lot of money, but it's enough to last you a few days. ”

"You've always been smart and skillful, and you can live a good life without me. If you meet someone who treats you sincerely, cherish it, but be careful, don't follow in my footsteps......"

"Miss, the slave maid is not leaving, the slave maid wants to accompany the young lady......" Lianqiu cried as she spoke, tears flowing, and she firmly grasped Lingyun's hand.

"Silly girl, my body is no longer good, didn't you suffer in vain with me? If you want me to be safe, then be obedient and leave this wolf's den, and never come back......"

"But Miss...... Slave, slave and maid can't leave you alone......" Lianqiu was still unwilling, hugging Lingyun's thin body and crying.

"You don't even listen to me!" Lingyun suddenly looked at Lianqiu angrily, and raised her voice with a hard breath, but her face became more and more pale.

"Slave maid is not ......" Lianqiu sobbed, looking at Lingyun with teary eyes.

"This is the last thing I ever told you. If you can't do it, I won't be able to walk at ease. ”

Lianqiu looked at Lingyun with a firm and unquestionable face, and finally nodded slowly with difficulty, tears from the corners of her eyes kept flowing, and she choked up: "Slave, write down the ......"

Receiving a response, Lingyun finally smiled at her one last time with peace of mind, and then slowly lay down again.

At this moment, it seems that even the last trace of strength has been sucked away.

She looked at the red tent top, and vaguely remembered that in the spring when she was walking in the suburbs, the kite fell on the treetops, and someone came by, and she hurriedly avoided it, but when she turned back, she saw a young and handsome face.

After waiting for so many years, watching for so many years, and staying up for so many years, I finally waited until I was alone in the empty house, saw all the warmth and coldness of the people, and survived until my family was ruined.

What she loves, the end of the world is close at hand.

Love her, yin and yang are forever separated.

In her life, she loved the wrong person and was lonely for half her life.

She has long been free of concern about this world.

If there is an afterlife, she only hopes that God will give her a few more bowls of Meng Po soup, forget him completely, and don't let her meet her again in the next life.

Even if you meet, don't let her fall in love again.

Lingyun finally closed her eyes slowly and never opened them again.

Lianqiu watched, pounced on Lingyun, and cried bitterly.

When the news reached the front yard, the man paused only slightly, and then said, "Burial properly." ”

Nothing else.