Chapter Forty-Eight: Confusing

In the drowsiness, I seemed to faintly hear a brief fight in my ears, the sound of 'handover' talking, and then it seemed to be in a dream, I flew up in the air, and then fell smoothly, and the wrist was close to the place where the lore was hot. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ะจะฉะฉ.(7)(9)XS.ัะžะœ. Please search to see the most complete! I tried to open my eyes as soon as I was the fastest, but my eyelids were as heavy as lead, and then my consciousness gradually peeled away and I fell asleep completely.

When I woke up from a coma, I was lying in my wing room in the Fuhuaan, a simple and simple room with only a few 'beds', two bamboo chairs, a lamp like a bean, the shadow of the lamp dragging, and the muddy light was all hazy and dark.

I was in a trance for a long time, and my mind was blank, as 'colorful' as the kerosene lamp in the room, dim and ignorant. It seems that the soul has left the body, the soul has wandered out of the world, and it has just returned to the soul, and it has not yet adapted to its own body.

Looking out the window, it was already night, and the moonlight was clear, even more transparent than it looked in the house. I moved my arms and there was no discomfort, only a hunger in my stomach that protested to me. I sat up and 'touched' a hard wooden object with my hand, accompanied by a "ding-dong" string sound, and I saw the anchovier lying squarely beside me. I scratched at my hair before I remembered the reason for my coma, and gritted my teeth with hatred.

At that time, there was only Liang Ci beside me, smiling so weirdly, who else could it be if it wasn't him?

Sure enough, people should not be disguised!

Such a Mizuki Qinghua, a cold and arrogant man, thanks to me treating him as a righteous gentleman and treating him honestly, he actually plotted against me behind my back, and took advantage of my unpreparedness to order my sleeping 'hole'.

After reacting consciously, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, lowered his head to check his clothes, and put them on his body neatly, without any traces of messiness. The lore was still clinging to my wrist, and everything on my body was still there, except for my shoes that had been taken off and placed neatly on the ground.

Also, there is a 'bed' quilt on his body.

I let go of my hanging heart, it seems that my thoughts are too dirty, and the cold words are not so unbearable.

Thinking about what happened before the 'coma', who was the mastermind behind the group of black-clothed men who assassinated us? is so vicious, using such a cruel Gu poison to trap people, what is the ulterior secret? Those green-clothed 'masked' men who helped us were not Liang Ci's subordinates? Why do you want me to sleep in the 'hole'? What happened to me after I fell unconscious? How could I go back to my room? In my dream, I once felt a vision of the lore on my wrist, was it a hallucination or a killing machine? How long have I been 'unconscious'? What time is it now?

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I 'kneaded' 'kneaded' my head, which was getting bigger, and it became 'chaotic' again. One question after another is confused, incomprehensible, and 'chaotic'. I don't think about sex anymore, anyway, there are no clues, it's useless to think about it,

Stretching a comfortable waist, putting on shoes and getting off the 'bed', pushing open the 'door' of the house, I walked out of the room, the bright moon was in the sky, hiding the bright light of the starry sky, looking at the position of the moon, the time should not be too late.

The 'door' of the eighth aunt's room "squeaked", and someone opened the 'door' of the room and walked out, unexpectedly, it was the fourth aunt.

"It's considered to be a wake-up call, Miss Eleven, I'm going to go to the doctor if I don't wake up again."

I 'rubbed' and 'rubbed' myself still a little sleepy-eyed, "Hasn't the fourth aunt rested yet?" What day is it? How could I be here? โ€

I feel like I've slept for a long time, I'm afraid it's been a day or a few days, right? It must have worried them.

The fourth aunt covered her mouth and smiled when she heard this: "Miss Eleven must have slept in a 'daze', and she hasn't woken up yet." Is it so hard to play the piano? I can sleep so soundly, I can't move after shouting several times, where can I sleep at night? โ€

I couldn't help but be stunned, listening to what the fourth aunt said, they didn't know what happened to me, and thought I was just sleeping during the day. Could it be that Liang Ci sent me back, with his ability, sneaking into the nunnery while people are unprepared, it can be unaware, it is as easy as a hand. Just, how did he know I lived in this yard? And what are you afraid of me knowing at all this length?

Since the fourth aunt didn't know about it, I naturally didn't need to mention it again, and it was better for them to misunderstand than for me to have to explain it again. I said: "Playing the piano is not hard, but it is a little boring, I just wanted to take a nap, who would have expected to fall asleep, 'spring' sleepy and autumn fatigue, it is true." โ€

"I said that I didn't take off my shoes, so I went to the 'bed' and slept, the mountain was cold, and I didn't know how to cover the 'bed' quilt." The fourth aunt was a little reproachful: "You yourself are a doctor, you should pay more attention." โ€

I was a little embarrassed and covered up: "Scared me, I thought there were people in the house, it turned out to be the shoes you helped me take off, did I sleep for a long time?" What time is it? โ€

The fourth aunt looked up at the sky: "I'm afraid it's almost dawn, we will come back from evening class, and you will sleep soundly." I wanted to wake you up for dinner, but your grandmother felt sorry for your hard work, so she didn't let me call you, and only left the food in the steamer in the kitchen. Who would have thought you would sleep for so long. Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen and bring you food, you must be hungry. โ€

I pretended to be embarrassed and grabbed my hair, and quickly stopped the fourth aunt: "I'm already embarrassed to delay your rest, you can go back to the yard and rest, I also know the road to the kitchen, just go by yourself." โ€

The fourth aunt was indeed tired, and was no longer polite to me: "Then I'll go back to my yard, I'm afraid that your grandmother hasn't slept well, hurry back and have a look." โ€

As soon as her words fell, the lights that were originally on in Aunt Eight's room went out, and the extremely obvious meaning of evicting guests made both of us a little embarrassed to stand there. I quietly pointed to Aunt Eight's room, lowered my voice and said, "Didn't Aunt Eight even sleep?" โ€

The fourth aunt put her finger to her mouth and said in a "shhhh โ€

I said "um" softly, and followed the fourth aunt out of the yard, my grandmother lived in the courtyard next door, the fourth aunt stopped, glanced at our yard, and said softly: "Since the death of the child, the eighth aunt's 'sex' has been much colder, and her speech is also a little 'radical', you have to be considerate, don't go to your heart." โ€

I nodded in agreement, and the fourth aunt sighed, hesitated for a long time, and asked me tentatively; "Miss Eleven, please forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, don't you like to learn the piano from Aunt Eight?"

She was facing me, her face was bathed in the soft moonlight, and I found that Qingqing was six or seven points similar to her eyebrows and eyes, especially the pair of pear vortices at the corners of her mouth when she smiled, which added a bit of closeness to people, and made people involuntarily feel good.

I remembered that yesterday she played a round for me in front of my grandmother, and she must have seen through my mind. I lowered my head, crushed a stone on the ground with the tip of my shoe, and muttered, "It's not that I hate Aunt Eight, but I was born not the material to learn the piano, and the five tones are incomplete." โ€

"Miss Eleven, don't be presumptuous, with your intelligence, you can almost never forget, and it is not easy to learn these things. But I don't think you've been too reluctant. โ€

Although the fourth aunt praised me a little exaggerated, but it was really useful to listen to it, I was embarrassed to "hehe" laughed twice, and said: "There is a specialization in the art industry, when it comes to playing the piano and calligraphy and painting, I am compared with Sister Qingqing, which is beyond reach, I just don't want to disobey my grandmother's will and make her old man angry, and I have been perfunctory, in fact, I haven't practiced at all, but just pretending." โ€

The fourth aunt smiled softly: "Since this is the case, I will also rest assured to tell your grandmother." โ€

"Say what?" I asked, looking up.

"Qingqing told me before that every time Aunt Eighth plays the piano, she always inevitably touches the scene and secretly weeps, in fact, she hasn't played the piano for a long time. Your grandmother asked her to teach you to play the piano for you, and the eighth aunt didn't want to refute your grandmother's face, but I could see that it was actually somewhat difficult for a strong man. She was depressed all day, so I went to her room in the evening to relieve her boredom. She pretended to be indifferent in front of people, in fact, her heart was still very miserable, she couldn't let go, this piano was a thorn in her heart, no one could touch it, tomorrow I want to intercede in front of your grandmother, this matter of learning the piano is still exempt. What does Miss Eleven think? โ€

I almost jumped up excitedly when I heard this, and hugged the fourth aunt and screamed and jumped. I have been troubled by the problem for many days, and the fourth aunt can solve it with just one sentence. But I didn't want to be too obvious, so I nodded excitedly and said, "That's great, thank you for your trouble." โ€

The fourth aunt looked at me dotingly: "The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, he is young and simple, and he doesn't have so many troubles, you young people are so good." โ€

One sentence seems to have a lot of emotion, containing melancholy and remembrance for the passage of time. I hesitated for a long time and asked her tentatively: "I listened to the meaning of Aunt Eight's words, she seems to have a lot of resentment towards her father, and she has that knot in her heart that cannot be opened. Do you know why? โ€

"Did she talk to you about anything?" The fourth aunt asked: "She is arrogant and arrogant on weekdays, does not often interact with people, and rarely opens her heart to other people to say something from her heart. โ€

"I didn't say anything, but yesterday she taught me to play the piano, inexplicably very sad, I opened my mouth to persuade her two sentences, her emotions suddenly 'excited', and there were quite a few words in her voice about her father. And said something inexplicable. I remembered that she was originally good yesterday, as if it was because of my praise of "Ruzhi Rulan", I was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly changed my mood.

"Inexplicable words, but about her children?"

"Sort of, she told me that I should be glad that I was a 'girl' child, so I was lucky to save a 'life'." I looked at the fourth aunt, paying attention to her look, trying to find a clue from her face.

The fourth aunt was slightly stunned, as if she was a little surprised, but it seemed reasonable, and then sighed softly, quite helpless: "I didn't expect that after so long, she is still obsessed with this, and she never forgets, no wonder his resentment against the master will accumulate more and more, and it has been difficult to let go." โ€

There is a stool made of bluestone slabs at the entrance of the courtyard for people to rest. The fourth aunt took my hand and said, "Anyway, you slept all afternoon, and now you are not tired, just sit there for a while, and I will tell you." If you know what happened, you won't say the wrong thing in front of her and uncover her scars. โ€

Naturally, I couldn't ask for it, so I went over and took out a silk handkerchief and spread it on the stone slab, but it wasn't very cold. The fourth aunt was humble with me, and she was no longer polite, sat down side by side with me on the 'flower' altar, smiled and helped me tidy up my slightly messy hair, and said casually: "Your mother teaches strictly, Qingqing has been disciplined by her since she was a child, and she acts in a straightforward manner, a little young and old, not as innocent and energetic as you, looking at me I have a feeling of being an elder." โ€

"Sister Qingqing is one of the first among the sisters in the house, abiding by the discipline of the boudoir, knowing books and etiquette, and can be called a model of the 'girl' in the boudoir, which is not comparable to a person like me who is used to being rude. And when I was in the house, she took a lot of care of me, and her 'sex' was good, so she followed the fourth aunt. โ€

The fourth aunt laughed out loud, "Look at your clever mouth, you really have a lotus 'flower'." Qingqing is different from you, I was originally just a maid in front of the old lady, trusted by the old lady, loved by the old lady, and got the name of an aunt, and I have a lifelong support. But it can't be compared with other aunts in the house, and there is no family background to rely on, only to abide by your duty and do your own thing. Poor Qingqing has also been accustomed to seeing people's warmth and coldness since she was a child, and she can know the height of her eyebrows, so she has to be strict with herself, and she is more cautious in her actions and words. She can 'befriend' with you, and she will also be a foil in the future, so you don't have to look down on your aunt and her. โ€

When the fourth aunt said that later, she was already distressed and helpless. Pity the parents of the world, she must be guilty of Qingqing because of her humble status, and hate to give Qingqing more and better.

"What is the fourth aunt talking about, I and Qingqing are both 'daughters' in the Su Mansion, who is not a little more noble than others, where do you come from to look down on it?"

The fourth aunt took my hand with satisfaction, patted the back of my hand, and said happily: "Hearing you say this, auntie, I am very happy that Qingqing has such a sister as you. Most of the rich families have complicated relationships, and how many brothers and sisters have turned against each other, including your eighth aunt. โ€

When I heard her mention Aunt Eight, I sat up straight and listened carefully, lest I miss a word.

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