Wind and rain.

When there is a thunderbolt in the air, it will be split head-on.

When the lightning and thunder roared, the thatched house was also brightly reflected.

Song Yige could see clearly from this that the green tendons on Xu Sheng's neck were almost about to burst out, and she timidly wanted to move, but found that she was imprisoned tightly by this person, and she couldn't move at all.

In an instant, her breathing had become rapid.

"Ge'er." He buried his face in her shoulder socket, and the heat he exhaled invaded her almost inch by inch, and then went up, against her jaw. Song Yige struggled to lean his neck and dodge, but he was caught by him, "What are you running?" ”

"Ge'er, have I treated you badly all these years?"

"If you haven't, then why can't you just look at me?" As if remembering something, he reached out and pinched her long hair scattered behind him, and wrapped it around his fingers little by little, "You said, you don't like to see my cousin and Lin Yingluo together, so I didn't hesitate to poison her for you, but in the end, why did you choose to die?" ”

Song Yige felt that her teeth and heels were shivering, for fear that this person would not be able to think about it, and she would choke her neck again.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xu Sheng suddenly became angry, and he pulled the fingers around his hand viciously, and pulled her head directly. She was so pained that her brows were twisted, and she saw his hands with watery eyes, and she was holding a few strands of her own hair that had been torn off, and put them in his hands.

Pulling the person closer, he pressed his fingers her jaw, looking her up and down, "Do you know how I recognized you?" ”

"Because you don't look like her at all except this face!" Xu Sheng's tone was almost soft, "Just like when I call her songs, she always interrupts me impatiently, and she refuses to even be perfunctory, how can she be like you?" ”

"And she never lies when facing people she doesn't like, how can she be as hypocritical as you?"

"So, your only role now is to give me back her body." His hand had fallen back onto the strap around her waist, and with a slight tug, his lower skirt would be completely ripped off by him.

Song Yige had already felt a cool breath coming in along his fingertips.

But she could only lie there weakly, closing her eyes in despair.

This is the despair she has never felt, even if that day, she was stabbed by the assassins, countless darkness, despair swallowed her whole person, but she can still give birth to half of the fire in her heart, and then wait for the spark to burn with the wind.

And now, she only felt that the top of her heart was completely dark, without any fluctuations.

She no longer has any thirst for life.

So be it, she thought.

——

The rain seemed to be about to pierce the sky, and it kept falling.

In a drowsy state, a warm body came up, not the scent of medicine on the person's body, but the ambergris she was very familiar with.

It's the smell of her, and I've always felt at ease.

Her hand hung limply from his, and as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of strange things.

Shen Tan ......

That's nice......

——

Seeing that her skirt was about to be torn off by him, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the house, he stared for a moment, and was about to blow out the candle, when the hidden door was suddenly knocked open from the outside, and he didn't even have time to run, he was kicked to the ground.

There was a pain in his chest, followed by blood in his throat.

He tilted his head and spat blood out of his throat.

As soon as he finished vomiting, he felt someone pounce on him again, and the fist fell viciously again and again, so that he lost any consciousness in his brain.

"It's—" In the dim light, he turned his head to look at the girl who had been carefully hugged in his arms, and his face showed sarcasm, but before he could finish speaking, a fist fell again.

He coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood again.

——

At that time, Fu Yanshan had already carefully held the person in his arms.

After wrapping her whole body in a big sheath, he walked up to him with her in his arms: "Take off his mask." ”

"What did you do?"

Xu Sheng had been beaten and had no strength to resist, so he had to lie on his back on the rough ground, looking at the man who was gradually approaching, the young man who was as bright as the moon, but his eyes were like an abyss, dark and bottomless.

The person who beat him leaned down, and when his fingers were just next to his mask, Xu Sheng's eyes narrowed, and the hand hidden in his sleeve was raised all of a sudden, and he didn't know what kind of medicinal powder he was carrying in his hand.

When he hit the window sash, the rain outside was blown in by the wind.

Fu Yanshan raised his eyebrows and carefully protected the girl in his arms, and said coldly: "Go and chase, be sure to find this person." ”

"Yes."

Fu Yanshan stood in place for a while, and after looking around, he felt that the body temperature of the girl in his arms was really abnormally low, and he didn't care if the person was found, so he hurriedly carried the person down the mountain in the rain overnight.

By the time he rushed back, it was almost dawn.

Fu Yanshan hugged Song Yige with a cold face and hurried to the house, and as soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw Song Yimo running out of it all of a sudden. He looked nervously at the person in his arms and asked, "Is Ge'er okay?" ”

"Let people go and prepare hot water immediately, and call the doctor."

"Master." Feng Qin stepped forward and wanted to take Song Yige from his hands, but he turned around and avoided him.

"Go get hot water!" He growled, his voice already hoarse.

Feng Qin turned around and instructed his subordinates very guiltily, and after arranging this matter properly, he came to Fu Yanshan again, "Master, the wound on your waist has not healed yet, and it rained all night yesterday, I'm afraid that the wound will crack again, if the master goes to rest first, his subordinates will call a few mothers-in-law to help the seventh girl clean and change clothes." ”

Hearing him say this, Song Yimo realized that Fu Yanshan's situation was indeed a little wrong.

His breath was unsteady, and his steps were not as steady as before, but staggered and staggered.

It's just that...... His face was the same as before, unchanged.

Song Yimo was silently observing him secretly, and remembered that he only returned home before the Chinese New Year, and he was sent back lying down, so he must have been injured a lot at that time.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and when he was about to say that he would bring people back to the house, he heard Fu Yanshan open his mouth again: "I'm not at ease." ”

"I don't see it with my own eyes, I always feel like she's going to be there again." Fu Yanshan hugged the person in his arms tightly, his eyes were full of happiness after being lost and regained.

No matter how Feng Qin persuaded him, he refused to let go.

In the end, Feng Qin couldn't persuade his master, and Song Yimo, who was a brother, didn't care, so he could only let him go.

After Fu Yanshan took care of Song Yige's bed for two days, the unhealed wound on his waist became more and more serious, until finally he couldn't hold it anymore, and he also fell to the side and was dragged back by Feng Tan.

——

The sun is setting on the horizon.

The lights were on, the light and shadow outside the court steps were soft, and even the heavy snow on the ground was a little more smoky.

When Song Yige woke up, the whole house was empty, and even the furnishings in the house were very different from her boudoir.

It's something she's never seen before.

Her head was already hurting terribly, and she remembered the last thing vaguely, except vaguely that there was a very good aroma, which wrapped up the smell of medicine that she hated, and then replaced it.

She struggled to get up, but she heard the creak of the door opening outside the screen, and a woman came in from behind the screen, still holding a bowl of medicine in her hand.

She looked at it intently and thought it was quite incredible: "Nurse? ”

"The girl is awake." The nurse saw that she was awake, and immediately smiled, her eyebrows and eyes stretched, sat beside her, and stirred the soup in the bowl, "If the girl doesn't wake up again, the old slave will be worried about death." ”

The corners of Song Yige's mouth moved slightly: "I'm ......"

The nurse smiled: "The girl is in the Fu Mansion, and you have been staying here since the general rescued you that day." ”

Song Yige's original heart that mentioned her throat and eyes finally fell, she lowered her eyelids, and asked, "Where is the general?" Didn't you say he still had injuries on his body? ”

"I don't know the specific old slave, girl, you should know, the general doesn't like to serve, I'm here, and I'm just working in the back kitchen." The nurse tested the temperature of the bowl with her fingers, and after feeling that it was suitable, she scooped a spoonful of decoction and handed it to her mouth, "Girl, drink the medicine quickly, the medicine can be good, if the girl is worried about the general, then when the girl finishes drinking, the old slave will help you ask." ”

Song Yige opened her mouth to drink, the bitter smell of medicine filled her lips and teeth, her body shrunk behind the futon and struck a spirit, the hand hidden under the futon was also dragged to death, she tried her best to hide her discomfort, and smiled with the nurse: "Then it will be troublesome to the nurse." ”

Now, as long as she smells this medicine, she will think of the disgusting touch of that night, when the man lay on top of her.

The nurse smiled softly and kindly, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her mouth stained with medicine: "You are so polite as an old slave." If it weren't for the girl, the old slave wouldn't know where to suffer now. ”

A bowl of medicine, which is quickly fed.

Just when the nurse was about to relax and go out to inquire about Fu Yanshan for her, she saw that the good man suddenly lay on the side of the bed, and vomited all the decoction she had just drunk.

The nurse was so frightened that she threw the bowl in her hand, and after straightening the person, she ran out and ordered someone to call the doctor over.

Song Yige lay there with her eyes closed, even though she was already here in Fu Yanshan now, as long as she smelled it, it was as if she was still trapped in the thatched hut halfway up the mountain.

Outside, lightning and thunder roared, and the wind and rain were like darkness.

Only she and Xu Sheng were in the room, facing each other.