The flower boat rocked on the shore, and she lay there, unveiled for the first time.

Even at this age, it is beautiful and thrilling, if we stand together, my posture is not as good as hers. She just closed her eyes, like a fairy from the sky who had fallen to the mortal world.

I don't think I'll ever know the reason and truth for all of this in my life.

Well, I don't want to know, and I don't need to know.

The helmsmen of the Night Pavilion each held a bouquet of flowers in their hands and placed them beside her.

Lilacs, gardenias, qionghuas, all the beautiful, fragrant flowers accompanied her to sleep.

Lan Zhi hairpin with a small white flower on my sideburns, quietly waiting for the time to come.

When I was a child, I loved white clothes because they were pure, immaculate, and like fairies. When I grew up, I realized that white represents loss, desirelessness, and desirelessness.

At this moment, not a single tear will come out.

Dazed, empty, is the only feeling I have.

She was also dressed in white, with her skirt spread out under her and covered with flowers.

Xin Li stood silently, with a guilty and sad expression on his face.

They cut the rope that dragged the boat away, and the boat drifted farther and farther.

I lit the arrow and tightened the bowstring.

With a bang, the arrow fell on the ship, and the fire spread instantly. Her figure was drowned in the firelight, and the serene and beautiful side face was forever fixed in this moment.

I suddenly recalled that year, the high fever did not go away, and she guarded it day and night.

I was dazed, not knowing what was muttering in her mouth, but I could barely see her lips and her voice.

Now that I understand, what she said was, "I can't afford to lose you anymore." ”

His eyes were dry, and he felt the urge to cry.

"Princess, go back and rest." Xia Xiying handed over a handkerchief.

"From now on, there will be no princess in the Night Pavilion, only the pavilion master." I turned around and faced Lan Zhi. "I know that the affairs of the pavilion are basically your agent, tomorrow, all the money houses and tea houses under the Dark Night Pavilion, except for the Ning Xiang Building, which is controlled by the imperial court, all the shops will be opened normally. If we can survive until the day of the war, it is not enough to have such a few people in the Dark Night Pavilion, we need money, the more the better, in addition to recruiting troops and horses, the future food and grass, and the use of the degree are all a lot of expenses. ”

Lan Zhi was stunned and said, "But the activation fund is also a sum of money, and it takes money to reopen the Qianzhuang Tea House." But the cabinet ...... It's already in deficit, and not only that, but it also owes a lot of ..... to Luoyun Villa."

"What's going on!" I scolded her, so loud that I startled myself. "What about the money that was profitable before? My aunt ...... "When I said this word, I choked and muttered for a long time before I spoke. "Chongzi is sick, will you do whatever you want with that money?"

"No, it's not." Lan Zhi said: "During the period when the Great Elder was in charge, the money was gone, and we don't know where he used it. ”

Furious, the current Dark Night Pavilion is just a plate of loose sand.

Turning around, a slap landed on Xin Li's face.

He looked at me incredulously and didn't let his mind down.

"Young Master, have you seen it, the good things you have done, your mess, you still need me, a dying person, to help you clean up!"

He covered his face and looked away, I don't know if he would hate me, and I just wanted to sober him up and make him sensible.

The arrogance slowed slightly, and I calmed down.

"Forget it, money isn't a big deal, I'll figure it out."

It was getting late, and the funeral was over.

Back in the cabinet, spread out the ledger and begin to count the amount of money lost.

There was no light in the room, and a warm yellow halo enveloped the table.

I don't know how to run a business, I don't know how to take care of money, but now I have to learn to do these things.

I was wondering again, what kind of situation is it in the palace, and is Bei Yuliang okay? How can I not feel guilty about him in my life......

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door, and I thought it was Lan Zhi so I shouted to come in, but who knew that it was Su Yanqing who came in.

He carried a bowl of medicine and placed it in front of me.

The smell of the medicine was unusual, with a rancid smell, and my stomach began to tumble when I smelled it.

"Didn't you say that I don't have a doctor, take the medicine away, I won't drink it." I flipped through the pages and didn't want to lift my head.

His voice was still sturdy, and the ice jade stirred the breath of cold water. "When did I say that there is no cure for stone medicine. It's just incurable. ”

I stared at the bowl of brown, fishy liquid, instinctively resisting. "It's better to drink such a disgusting medicine than to be cured."

He raised his eyes slightly, the candlelight darting over his eyelashes.

"Did I say that this is a pill?"

He asked rhetorically, spreading out a row of silver needles from the end plate.

He soaked the tips of silver needles in the potion, each one stained with the potion.

"Arms outstretched."

I hesitated, but obediently rolled up my sleeves.

It didn't hurt when he got the needle, just a little numbness and a slight itch.

"On weekdays, eat the bottle you brought with you, and I'll find another alternative. Although that medicine is very targeted, after all, it is poisonous, and it cannot be guaranteed to be completely harmless. ”

As soon as he mentioned the medicine, I thought of Beiyu Jinchen again, and my heart was inexplicably not a feeling.

"You say, the medicine is made from the top of the heart? That...... Is it dangerous for someone who makes a pharmaceutical? ”

After the medicinal juice seeped into the acupuncture points, he put away the silver needles one by one.

"To be precise, it should be that a person who uses blood as medicine will be in danger, as for the degree, it depends on his creation and the foundation of his body."

I tried my best to convince myself, maybe Bei Yu Jinchen used someone else's blood, how could someone like him risk his life for me? Yes, he must have meant that someone else would do it.

"It's late, you have to rest early." Su Yanqing seemed to have a habit of cleanliness, and repeatedly wiped his palms and fingers with a wet towel until they were all red.

"What should I do, I owe so much money, let alone recovering the country, it is difficult to feed everyone."

I couldn't help but complain, although I knew that he couldn't help much, and invisibly, I let down my guard against this unfamiliar stranger.

He said: "As for the money, I can raise some of it, at least to maintain the basic operation of the Night Pavilion." ”

His tone was relaxed, and he didn't feel burdened at all.

"Why do you want to stay in the Night Pavilion and help us, with your ability, wherever you stay, it's better than this."

For a moment, silence fell.

After a long time, I heard him say, "Because you must fulfill your promise, unless I die, you must be considered all your life." ”

I didn't know what to say for a while, and it was still a little embarrassing for someone I hadn't met a few times to say that he wanted to protect me for the rest of my life.

It wasn't until much later that I realized that the price he paid for this sentence was unimaginable to ordinary people.

(Mu Mu's illness has healed, I'm sorry for the delay for so long, I'm really sorry, I'm starting to resume the update now.) ）