Wei Pingting's slender and thick eyelashes fluttered, she was a little stunned, and repeated the words in a daze, "You say, I didn't do anything wrong?" ”

Qingrong's eyes were clear and sincere, and she leaned forward, wanting to marry and hold Wei Pingting's hand.

Wei Pingting was very scared, suddenly retracted her hand, and said ashamedly: "Don't, don't touch me." I'm not clean. ”

Qingrong seemed to have a pair of hands rubbing in her heart, she was sad and sad, she reached out and held Wei Pingting's hand tightly, and said, "No, you are not unclean, you are very clean." It is the people who deceive you and insult you. ”

Wei Pingting looked at Qingrong in disbelief, and asked her hesitantly, "You, do you really think so?" ”

Qingrong nodded repeatedly, "Yes, you should think the same way." ”

Wei Pingting's tears poured out, first one, two, and then, she almost struggled to pounce on Qingrong's body, crying. The aggrieved and mournful cry made people's hearts tremble.

Qingrong hugged her tightly and wanted to give her a little warmth, but Wei Pingting's emaciated body was still cold. Qingrong couldn't help crying, comforted her: "Cry, cry out all the grievances...... she burst into tears, choked on the words she wanted to say, and reluctantly slowed down before saying: "When the crying is over, forget these bad people and all these bad things." ”

Wei Pingting cried so much that she couldn't say a word.

Song Zhao watched from the sidelines, and he also felt sad and sad, and there was an indescribable powerlessness and resentment. Unable to stand it, he turned and walked out of the room, his figure disappearing into the boundless darkness of the night.

I don't know how long Wei Pingting cried before she finally stopped.

Qingrong wiped the tears from her eyes and let go of her hand. She quickly took out a stack of silver tickets from her sleeve and said, "Don't think about suing and reversing the case again, as long as the world is dominated by men, it will be difficult for you to be treated fairly." When I go down the mountain, I will immediately ask a doctor to come and see you for a doctor, and I will also ask Mrs. Shi for help, and I will say that Wei Pingting is dead. Take the silver, leave the capital, and live. ”

Wei Pingting stared at Qingrong and asked her hesitantly, "You, why are you helping me?" Why do you believe me. ”

Qingrong said: "Because I am also a woman, I don't think that prostitutes should be dirtier than women from good families." If it weren't for the sake of living, how many would be willing to lean on the building and laugh? I sympathize with and pity you, and I also feel that this world is unfair. But I'm also a little woman who can't turn things around, and that's all I can do. If it is your self-esteem, please believe that I am sincerely well-intentioned and want to help you. ”

Wei Pingting looked at the thick stack of silver tickets, tears poured out again, and she choked up and kept saying "thank you".

Qingrong stuffed the silver ticket into Wei Pingting's hand and said, "Don't feel that you are inferior, out of the capital, the mountains are high and the sea is wide, and no one knows you." The girl's name is not there, believe me, life is still long, you can do a lot in this life. will not be ruined because of such a bad incident. ”

Wei Pingting struggled: "I, can I live?" ”

Qingrong said heavily: "Of course you can live!" I know I can't empathize with your pain. I can't understand the nightmares you've experienced, the despair of that fear. But even if it's so deep in your memory, it becomes the most terrible nightmare of midnight dreams. Trust me, you just have to live. Time will always wash away, and memories will fade away. This is the demon in your heart, and no one can help you except yourself. But when a man dies, everything is gone. ”

Wei Pingting couldn't help but want to cry again, but she still said thank you to Qingrong repeatedly.

Qingrong couldn't rest assured, but she knew that what she could do to Wei Pingting was nothing more. Let the name Wei Pingting die in Huizhao'an, but Wei Pingting could not be born in Huizhao'an.

Qingrong said everything that should be said, and donated sesame oil to Huizhao'an, asking these nuns to help hide it.

Because the monks didn't speak, Qingrong said the logic that the name was dead and that it was considered dead for a long time before these people could accept it.

When he went out and went down the mountain, Qingrong felt that he had no strength in his body, and wanted to lie quietly for a while.

After getting into the carriage, Qingrong almost sat down on the carriage.

Song Zhaoyi sighed: "It's strange to look at the scene of you and Wei Pingting, it's sad." ”

As soon as Qingrong saw Song Zhao, he thought of Han Er, and couldn't help but turn his face away, "Stinky man, don't talk to me!" ”

Song Zhao shouted that he was wronged, "It's not that I provoked her, and it's not that I provoked you, what are you angry about." ”

Qingrong was silent, the feeling of powerlessness in her heart couldn't be dispersed at this time, she just wanted to be quiet and empty. The carriage walked on the mountain road and in the countryside, bumping and bumping, knocking on a stone, turning Qingrong's body upside down.

Seeing this, Song Zhao approached Qingrong, directly and generously opened his arms, brought Qingrong over, and let her lean into his arms.

Qingrong was made crimson by his sudden actions, and tilted his head and said, "Okay, now that you have married Aunt Guan, you won't take her seriously." Are you like this, aren't you afraid to be sorry for her? ”

Song Zhao said calmly: "Where are you so much to do, my brother just let my sister take the test." Don't talk about you, Song Ai and Song Ling, when you go out to get sleepy, when you are injured, I don't hug you the same. ”

Qingrong rolled her eyes, not wanting to argue with him about the difference between her and Song Ai and Song Ling. Since people have no distractions, no matter how hypocritical they are, they seem to be empty-hearted, right?

Qingrong simply leaned on Song Zhao's arms with her eyes closed, and with the human cushion, her head was much more comfortable, and the person was also warm.

Song Zhao couldn't help but sigh: "I kind of understand why you hugged Wei Pingting to comfort her." ”

Qing Rong asked inexplicably, "Why?" ”

Song Zhao said: "I saw you crying just now, and I was so panicked that I was in a panic, and the cold wind blew outside for a long time. Now that the two of us are holding it like this, I feel a lot better. ”

Qingrong was still very depressed, but he made him laugh.

Song Zhao also closed his eyes and said lightly: "Okay, I know that you are not feeling good now, in fact, I am also a little uncomfortable, let's stop talking, be quiet for a while." ”

Qingrong didn't echo again, the two of them leaned like this, and Qingrong was a little sleepy.

At this time, the city gates were closed, and the two of them could only rest on the hot spring village. As soon as Qingrong arrived at the place, he asked people to ask for a doctor. She was in the third watch until the third watch, and when she heard that the doctor who went and came back to tell Wei Pingting's injuries and life was worry-free, she was relieved and went back to sleep.

Because Song Zhao had already asked Guogong and Mrs. Jiang for instructions, Qingrong and him could stay on the hot spring village for two days. However, Qingrong deeply felt that a self-respecting and proud girl like Wei Pingting might not be able to accept Qingrong's sympathy three or four times.

On the second day, after inspecting the work on the hot spring Zhuangzi, Qingrong returned to the Wei State Mansion.

As soon as Qingrong entered the door of the Wei Mansion, the Tang clan didn't know where to fight, so the thief stepped forward, grabbed Qingrong and pulled him to avoid people, and said: "The mansion is now a critical time, don't you want to hide out!" ”

Qingrong couldn't help frowning, and asked Tang with a smile, "What do I have to hide, if I really want to hide, what am I going to do when I come back today?" ”

Tang said: "Sanfang said that it was cold, and after the New Year, I would talk about it in the spring of next year." ”

Qingrong was relieved to hear that the separation had finally come to an end. She laughed, "That's not good? ”

Tang looked at Qingrong like a fool and said, "Where is this?" Are you stupid? ”

Qingrong didn't make a sound, only looked at Tang with a smile.

Tang said: "This is clearly the procrastination of the second room and the third room." They dragged on like this, and the old lady was happy during the New Year, where would she remember the separation of the family? ”

Qingrong said indifferently: "The second uncle and the third uncle stay at home to honor their grandfather and grandmother, isn't this very deserved?" ”

Tang was speechless by Qingrong, and finally said angrily: "Good, good, good, you are a sensible and considerate person and a good granddaughter-in-law!" Tang turned around angrily and left.

Qingrong didn't know Tang's intentions, she wanted to unite Qingrong first, unanimously to the second and third rooms, and so on to kick the second and third rooms out, she was helping Song Hui slowly seek to seize the throne of the world.

Mei Rui didn't like Tang very much, and sneered: "The slave and maid look at the second master who only reads the books of sages, but the second grandmother is not greedy enough, and she spends her days in flies and dogs, stirring up right and wrong, and has no proper shape." ”

Qingrong didn't care about the Tang family, and only smiled: "A person like Second Grandma Xiang, even if you let her toss, she doesn't have any great ability, and she can't make any big waves." Unlike the third lady, she is a person who causes trouble with a muffled voice. ”

The matter of separating the family was put on hold, but the stewardship of the third lady was also handed over. The old lady personally pinched it in her hand, who knew that in less than three days, the old lady Jiang felt tired from hard work. pondered and wanted to transfer this stewardship to Qingrong.

Qingrong pushed the second lady out.

First, Qingrong has too many things to worry about, and he really doesn't have the energy or time to take care of the trivial matters of the Wei State Mansion. Second, it is also to test Mrs. Jiang's determination to break up the family.

Old Madam Jiang didn't struggle too much, and gave the housekeeping to the second lady. It seems that the matter of this family separation after the New Year will be even more settled, I am afraid that the Tang family will be very disappointed at that time.

Qingrong didn't have the heart to care about Tang's mental activities, she counted the days, and Wei Pingting, who was recuperating from her injuries, should be able to go. She pondered and helped her arrange for her to leave Beijing.

Who knew that Qingrong hadn't started to make arrangements yet, but he heard the news of Wei Pingting's death in the Hui Jing House.

The news came too suddenly, and she didn't come back to her senses until she returned to the Wei Mansion.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the Wei State Mansion, a little nun suddenly ran out from the side and said, "Young lady, this is a letter from a girl to you." ”

Qingrong took it in a daze, the envelope contained a thick stack of things, she didn't have to open it, she could guess what was inside, I was afraid that it was the silver ticket she gave Wei Tingting.

At this time, Song Zhao hurriedly came back from his horse, saw the scene at the door of his house, and turned over directly. With a solemn face, he hesitated and asked Qingrong: "You, you know everything?" ”

Qingrong smiled sadly and said, "I should have known a long time ago, it is difficult for a strong person like her to compromise." ”