"My lord's willingness to be considerate is also my blessing. Also, I originally wanted to use some good materials, but the people at Fairview Workshop said that this kind of fabric was the best. Although it is ugly and ordinary, the production of medicine pillows is excellent, so don't dislike it, sir! ”

"What did Madame say!" Wang Yanxing said and took the pillow. But a strange picture appeared in my mind. It was the first year he married Huiniang, and because he studied all day long, he had some headaches. Hui Niang heard from somewhere that chrysanthemums can not only be eye-catching, but also made into pillows, so she goes out to collect them every day. This harvest took almost the entire spring.

At that time, Hui Niang picked chrysanthemums during the day, and picked and dried them with lamps and candles at night, and cleaned up every chrysanthemum. In the end, she also chose the best fabric from the dowry to make a pillow for him. The fabric is exactly the same as the one in front of me. No wonder, when he first saw this pillow, he felt familiar.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, but in front of my wife, these unspeakable emotions could not be clearly revealed, so I could only bow my head to cover up the past.

In the evening, Wang Yanxing looked at the ginkgo leaf pillow, and somehow remembered the situation when he married Huiniang. The candlelight of that night was as bright as this night, Hui Niang was dressed in red, sitting quietly on the happy collapse, and when he got closer, he heard her nervous and rapid breathing. He smiled, a little trying to tease her, and touched her lightly with his toes. Sure enough, his newlywed wife immediately tensed up, and her voice was small, and she called him softly.

"Sir!"

After Mrs. Wang bathed, she returned to the room and saw Wang Yanxing staring at the pillow in a daze. She first called him in a low voice, but found that the other party did not respond. When he got closer, he saw that he was facing the pillow with a smile on his face. Mrs. Wang's face turned red instantly, and she suddenly remembered how she looked when she first saw him in the back garden that year, he was respectful and polite, and he also had a similar smile on his face. That smile, like the sunshine in winter, suddenly shone into her heart.

That year, Mrs. Wang was eighteen and was already an old girl, and her father was busy choosing a son-in-law for her, but she secretly fell in love with Wang Yanxing. secretly sent a maid to probe him, but the news he got was that he had already married in his hometown. Yes, how can such a good man have no wives and concubines at home. But she is also her father's favorite only daughter, and it is absolutely impossible to be a concubine. So, after being sad for a few months, she thought about finding a random man to marry.

It was a slightly rainy afternoon, she was embroidering a purse without a stitch in the embroidery room, and the maid came in a hurry, saying that Wang Yanxing had come to ask her father. She was so surprised and delighted that she didn't even care about the etiquette of her daughter's house, and hurried to the front hall with the corner of her skirt. At this time, he looked thinner than the last time he saw him, his face was slightly dark, and his eyes seemed to be floating. But just when they looked at each other, his eyes suddenly showed brilliance, and then he said to her: "I divorced my wife!" ”

She should have asked him, "Why?" But out of selfishness, she didn't ask anything, and even said unprecedentedly: "Then I'll marry you!" ”

After a brief moment of embarrassment, he walked up to her and gently shook her hand in front of his father. She raised her eyes to look at him, but saw his lips squirming, and said, "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son!" ”

The heart that was throbbing was completely sunk!

The days after getting married, although they are a little different from what she imagined, are also happy. He treats her very well, and he will spoil her like his father, and get used to her. Occasionally, she would lose her temper, and he would get angry, but his face would change, and he would not even be willing to say a heavy word. She felt that she had met the best husband, the best husband, and the best master in her life. But she could also see that Wang Yanxing had something on his mind, and even vaguely guessed that it was related to his divorced wife, but she also tacitly did it, she didn't ask, and he didn't mention it.

At this time, seeing Wang Yanxing in a daze at the pillow he gave him, a trace of joy inevitably jumped in his heart. She walked behind him, gently tugged at his sleeve with her hand, and asked in a low voice, "What is the master laughing at?" ”

Wang Yanxing woke up suddenly, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. He turned around, looked at Mrs. Wang, and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about letting Mrs. you bother!" ”

"If you don't say it, I understand!" Mrs. Wang lowered her head shyly and dragged Wang Yanxing to the bed.

Wang Yanxing sighed in his heart, bent down, and hugged Mrs. Wang. Mrs. Wang covered her face shyly, Wang Yanxing looked at her, but thought of Huiniang again

Because he deliberately made him bad, Hui Niang's voice called him softly. The voice, like a spell, gripped his heart tightly, and by the way, it made him feel like his whole body was burning, and a certain part of his body was about to erupt, which made him a little crazy. But at that time, he actually held back.

He squatted down childishly, tilted his head sideways, and slowly lifted her hijab with a joyful scale, and she was also hanging her face shyly, and her four eyes met so suddenly. Hui Niang's eyes are very beautiful, beautiful like the stars in the sky, and her small mouth that opened slightly because of her astonishment is like a seductive petal, waiting for him to pick it.

He squatted in place stupidly and looked at her for a long time, until she looked at him with worried eyes and asked softly: "Xianggong, are you hungry?" He realized that he didn't know when he was licking his lips, like a coveter who had been hungry for many days and found his prey.

"Yes, hungry!" He replied with a smile, and leaned forward, finally daring to kiss her on the lips. His wife turned out to be much sweeter than he had imagined. It's a pity that there will always be one accident or another in the romantic cave room candle night, so he wants to exercise his right to be a husband openly, but the dilapidated door is knocked on the sky.

He was summoned out to make a toast, and when he came back half-drunk, he found that in addition to his bride, there were several hot meals in the house, including decanting soup, warm noodles, and two plates of fresh side dishes. She stood cramped, her dress still there, but her cuffs were pulled up high, revealing two freshly washed and watery little white hands.

At that moment, he suddenly had a warm feeling that he wanted to cry. He even secretly swore in his heart that in this life, no matter whether he is rich or poor, he will never live up to the delicate, kind and lovely little wife in front of him.

The oath is still in his heart, but his wife is someone else, Wang Yanxing himself didn't expect that in just a few years, he has become a negative man! After ten years of hard study, once the title of the gold list, he didn't want to give Huiniang a good life, nor did he want to be a good official, but things were man-made, and he couldn't help himself in many things.

With a long sigh, he rolled over and lay down to the side, his head resting on a pillow made of ginkgo biloba. A fresh scent hit his nose, and he closed his eyes. Mrs. Wang was originally shyly closing her eyes, but she suddenly felt a lightness on her body, and when she opened it again, she happened to see Wang Yanxing's action of closing her eyes. She comforted softly: "It's nothing, my lord has been running around a lot recently, and there is also physical exhaustion." Wait for tomorrow, I'll ask Dongchun to prepare some things for the old man to nourish himself, and make up for it. ”

"There's Mrs. Law!" Wang Yanxing said, turned over, turned his back to Mrs. Wang, and slept!

Maybe it was the ginkgo biloba pillow that worked, Wang Yanxing rarely slept until dawn, but his dream was full of the past of him and Huiniang. So much so that when he woke up, he was still in a trance.

On the second day, the third day, and the seventh day, the originally beautiful dream gradually changed, and finally the Hui Niang he saw was no longer the same as when he had just married, but in rags, full of scorched eyes, holding a pillow in his arms, and asked him again and again: "Why doesn't Xianggong want Hui Niang?" Why don't you recognize our children? ”

In his dream, he retreated step by step, but his mouth was open, and he couldn't say anything to justify. Hui Niang seemed to be annoyed, she threw the pillow in her hand at him viciously, and said, "Since Xianggong doesn't want our children, then Hui Niang doesn't want it either!" ”

He subconsciously caught it, but found that there was a child hidden in the pillow, with a white skull, slender legs and feet, and a skeleton.

Wang Yanxing screamed and woke up from a nightmare.

The fox sat on the roof and shook his head gently at the moonlight: "This Wang Yanxing is useless, he woke up earlier than I expected, but it's a pity that I have carefully compiled the dream!" With that, he turned into a white shadow and went in the direction of the Ruyi rouge shop.

Mrs. Wang was also awakened, and while rubbing her eyes with her hands, she asked Wang Yanxing, "Master, what's wrong?" Why is the sound so scary! ”

"Nothing, just a nightmare!" Wang Yanxing said and lay down again, but when he saw the pillow out of the corner of his eye, he instantly bounced up and hurriedly threw the pillow out of the window.

Mrs. Wang looked at it, with a veiled face!

"What are you doing, sir? How did you throw away the pillows! ”

Wang Yanxing muttered with his lips and said, "That pillow is Hui Niang's!" ”

"Hui Niang? Sir, aren't you cowardly returning to your hometown, and you actually think of your divorced ex-wife? There was a hint of anger in Mrs. Wang's words: "Just ask the master to figure out before he goes crazy that this pillow was asked for for you by his wife, not your ex-wife." If the lord doesn't look down on it, he just doesn't make it, what does it mean to throw it out of the window? Winter and Spring! ”

"Madam, Dongchun is here!"

"Pick up the ginkgo biloba pillow for me, the lord is worried about his ex-wife, and he doesn't want to ask for it, Mrs. I have my own pillow!"

As he spoke, the closed door was pushed open. The maid walked in with the pillow of ginkgo biloba in the winter and spring.

As soon as he saw the pillow, Wang Yanxing thought of the situation in his dream, and there was a cloud of fear in his eyes, but he couldn't ignore Mrs. Wang's anger, so he hurriedly turned around and said, "Madame misunderstood!" The reason I threw that pillow away was because it was weird! ”

"Pillow weird? It's just an ordinary pillow, what can be weird! ”

"Madame, do you know, how did Hui Niang die?"

(Education 123 Literature Network)