In the afternoon, it suddenly rained in the sky, at first it was just a drizzle like a cow's hair, bringing a dripping sound, and then it was getting heavier and heavier, gradually becoming a torrential trend, and the heavy rain was like a note, as if it could wash away all the pickled filth in this world.

"It's annoying, why doesn't this rain stop! Madame! ”

"I'm going to please, Madame is entertaining the guests who came to congratulate her, and I can't leave.."

Listening to the wind and appreciating the rain, this is an infinitely pleasant thing, even the guests in the front hall are full of auspicious words about what heavy rain is a good omen, but He Qiaorong naturally can't do it, her restless heart, even the slightest wind and grass will become panicked.

At the beginning of the heavy rain, the sky turned dark, Mrs. He was busy sending away the guests who came to congratulate her, so she hurriedly found He Qiaorong here, and looked at He Qiaorong who had a lot of worry in her eyes after retreating left and right, although she was extremely reluctant, Mrs. He still shook her head in disappointment.

"You, have you forgotten even the basic etiquette? Hiding in the house all the time and not going out to meet people, like something! ”

"Mother, why are you still in the mood to preach.."

Different from the festive color on the surface of Manchuria, He Qiaorong can be described as a miserable fog here, she was immersed in the joy of defeating He Yiyi, and regretted that she had begged the concubine to transfer Lord He out, after He Yiyi let go, Mrs. He quickly began to stretch out, just hoping that Lord He would return as soon as possible, so that He Yiyi could marry out smoothly..

The blessing and misfortune are only in a moment, and the original thought that everything is ready has become countless troubles, He Yiyi lost his breath overnight, Mrs. He once imagined that according to the comments on the streets and alleys, it was He Yiyi who knew that he was shameless and had no life, and it was a hundred...

But Mrs. He thought about it again, no matter how the rumor was said, it was also spread by He Qiaorong here, Lord He has always loved He Yiyi, and he lost his daughter suddenly, he must find out clearly, besides, He Yiyi committed suicide in the mansion, and the reputation of Mrs. He and He Qiaorong in the future will not be very good.

"What are you worried about, when the news of Yiyi's life and death is uncertain halfway comes, we won't have anything to do with it."

"The daughter is not suspicious of her mother's ability, it's just... The girl and the two guards... Especially Yiyi! Mother.. Could it be that Yiyi turned into a ghost and turned them..."

He Qiaorong said unevenly, although she tried her best to hold herself, and in the end, her whole face became pale, and she was glared at by Mrs. He in vain, and then stopped the absurd words below, Mrs. He stepped forward Why did Qiaorong pour a cup of hot tea, she naturally couldn't understand how He Yiyi's body and the three subordinates disappeared out of thin air, but those strange forces and chaos said that Mrs. He would never believe it!

"If you don't want to wait until your dad comes back and be noticed by him, calm me down!"

"I..."

Mrs. He put the tea in front of He Qiaorong for a long time, but she didn't see her take it, so she put it heavily on the table and took her hand. As soon as she touched it, Mrs. He stared at He Qiaorong in surprise, and her hand was surprisingly cold.

"Mother, will Yiyi be.."

"Shut up!"

Mrs. He used patience, and for the first time in her life, she treated He Qiaorong so harshly, He Qiaorong was shocked by Mrs. He's expression and immediately stopped talking, but she couldn't suppress the fear around her, and then it was revealed on her face.

"Rong'er, do you have something to hide from your mother?"

"Huh? No.. No, I don't. ”

Is there really none? He Qiaorong hurriedly grabbed the teacup on the table and took two sips, trying to hide the panic in her eyes, Mrs. He's face became darker and darker, almost collapsing, she knew that He Yiyi would not let go so simply, it must be He Qiaorong who threatened her something, but Mrs. He thought at the beginning that since the goal had been achieved, there was no need to pursue the process.

"Child, remember that everything is with your mother, and don't be afraid of anything."

"Hmm."

Mrs. He put her arm around He Qiaorong's shoulders and tightened her in her own arms, Mrs. He asked herself, she has completely become a big villain, but on one side is her own daughter, which woman who is a mother would not be extremely selfish?

In the evening, Mrs. He cooked herself, even though He Qiaorong didn't have much appetite, she still ate two more bites, some things she could only hide in her heart, even if Mrs. He had already guessed, only the ending was already like this, and then in the final analysis, there was no point in anything, and He Qiaorong didn't want to admit it, she seemed to regret it a little..

The night was filled with moisture, and the lights from house to house were extinguished one after another, only He Fu He Qiaorong's house was as bright as the day, and hundreds of red candles were burning inside and out.

The wick of the candle kept crackling, but it felt extremely reassuring in He Qiaorong's ears, a cloud of smoke hovered over the room, mixed with a hint of sweetness, He Qiaorong gradually fell asleep with a full of uneasiness.

"Are you sure you want to?"

"Nature."

Boom.. Boom! Boom! When it was nearly three watches, the bangzi in the hand of the husband shouted a slow and fast sharp sound, and the sound of the watch was getting closer and closer, as if it was about to break the whirlpool in his sleep.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight is bleak, the whole world seems to be a piece of muddy, only the shining raindrops on the ground, reflecting a faint shimmer, reflecting the three people standing in front of the window, the ink clouds above will completely cover the crescent moon, and then look down, there are only two people left...

"Eldest sister.. Eldest sister.."

The grumbling and tactful voice was endless, and even the people outside couldn't help but change their faces when they heard it! He Qiaorong frowned tightly in her sleep, and suddenly felt as if a hand was pulling her sleeve, and a cold feeling rolled on her arm, and the hairs around her body stood up together with He Qiaorong's awakening.

"Where am I.. You are? ”

"Eldest sister.. Eldest sister! I'm Yiyi, eldest sister.."

He Qiaorong opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a woman in a white dress standing in front of him, with a peony-shaped cloth silk hairpin pinned, He Qiaorong trembled and clutched the quilt on his body, wanting to curl up away but found that there was no strength around him.

"You're not.. You're not.. You're dead! You're dead! ”

"Eldest sister.. We grew up together, and when I die, I will naturally come to see you. ”

The woman in the white dress approached step by step, driving the gauze tent on the side of the bed to flutter. He Qiaorong suddenly realized, anxious and angry to see the person who came, but he didn't dare to look deeper, because the room was full of smoke, He Qiaorong vaguely saw the hairpin, and a small tear mole on the cheekbone of the visitor.

"You're not! Come.. Help, mother! Help me.."

"Eldest sister.. I'm Yiyi, why are you so ruthless to force me to get married."

He Qiaorong hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth in disbelief, listening to the complaining cry of the woman in the white dress, her face suddenly became extremely pale, her hands trembled violently and she hurriedly covered her ears, so frightened that she was almost out of breath.

"Don't come here! Don't come over here.."

"Eldest sister, don't be afraid, look at me, I'm Yiyi.."

There was an inexplicable sneer in the air, He Qiaorong didn't bother to pay attention to whether the voice came from outside the window, just blindly dodged, his face was full of fear and a hint of shame, and his eyes were full of tears...

"I was wrong, please let me go! I was wrong.."

"Eldest sister, you looked down on me when you were a child, because you were jealous, you know, your mother also knows that my father's entanglement in Beijing when he entered the Beijing scientific examination was all due to my biological mother's laughter in that dusty place, you hurt my mother, I don't care, why do you want to hurt me!"

He Qiaorong was like a frozen corpse at this moment, her pale face was covered with red blood, her chest was desperately rising and falling, the woman in the white dress had a sad voice, staring at He Qiaorong who kept bleeding out of her lips, and suddenly put her face in front of her nose, and the person on the bed immediately fainted.

I don't know how long it took, He Qiaorong was awakened by a burst of crying, and she still couldn't lift up a little strength in her body, and suddenly thought of the nightmare she had just had, and the crying at this time made her brain feel as if it had been exploded.

He Qiaorong opened a gap in fear, and was immediately stunned by what she saw, her gauze tent was written in bright red color to return my life, on the cabinet, on the ground... He Qiaorong remembers this word, it is He Yiyi! In a blink of an eye, looking at the end of the bed, it was the woman in white in Shicai's dream, suspended in the air by a white silk, and the person was still swaying from side to side...

He Qiaorong screamed hoarsely, and fainted with fright!

"Are you sure this smoke will fascinate me for a while?"

"If you dare to laugh again, I can't spare you!"

Another woman in a white dress who was hanging was busy tying her hair, the moonlight shone on her face, and she could see that it was a nursery rhyme, and the man standing on the side pouted, dressed in an indigo-colored hat, and the word Yuanshou was embroidered with gold thread on her shoulder, he was Helian Jing, who was called together to pretend to be a ghost.

"He Qiaorong. He Qiaorong.."

When it was Helianjing's turn to appear, the red candle had burned out, and the room was dark, only relying on the moonlight light that leaned in from outside, He Qiaorong on the bed made a slight breathing sound, Helianjing screamed impatiently, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his nose, driving away the strong smell of blood.

"He Qiaorong.."

"Help!"

Helian Jing couldn't wait to scare He Qiaorong, although he didn't know why his existence could make He Qiaorong afraid, he still kicked the person awake directly, and the result... As soon as He Qiaorong saw Helian Jing's appearance, he fainted with a shout...

"It's pathetic."

At first, the woman in the white dress with a tear mole on her cheekbones walked out of the shadows, and the smoke in the room gradually dissipated, and she immediately saw that she was Fang Xing, who had changed her makeup, and looked at He Qiaorong on the bed quietly with her eyes down, saying pitiful, but there was a slight smile on her lips, and there was really no trace of pity.

The nursery rhyme carried He Qiaorong to her real boudoir in He Mansion, Helian Jing sat on the windowsill, raised his right leg and bent his arm, looking very debauched, he had some doubts about tonight's events, although he knew that Fang was awake and powerful, but it was hard to believe that she was so reckless, and she had the posture of wanting to kill He Qiaorong.