"Shangguan Bo abandoned her to marry another person, it was far from being as simple as she thought, and all this was not Shangguan Bo's ability to dominate and manipulate - in the troubled times, how many children and daughters can be as happy as they want......"

I took a step forward, and I felt that now my thinking was so clear and normal that it made me the most creepy, I glared at her, not daring to speak, for fear that if I spoke, I would interrupt her moment of sobriety.

Niang looked down at Yan Cuo's face, her beautiful eyes were already moist: "Everyone says she's crazy, but she's just a fool who is fascinated by reluctance." ”

"Mother, who are you talking about? ...... "I can't keep up with her again."

"Before leaving, she came to see me off," the mother looked at the candle flame obsessively, as if recalling the parting scene at that time, "she has never been so calm for a moment, she said, she has a shocking guess, but she can't tell anyone else." She said that everything and all people are just a game of chess, and the hand of chess is unpredictable. I asked her why she didn't go, but she said that she was trapped in politics and love, and she couldn't move an inch. But in the end, none of us can escape...... Can't escape ......"

The fear in my mother's eyes made me extremely afraid.

What is she afraid of?

My mother suddenly took a few steps towards me, grabbed my hand tightly, and pulled me to the side of the bed, she was so thin, but she had a lot of strength, she put my hand on Yan Cuo's hand, held it tightly, stared at me seriously, and the fear and hurt spreading in her eyes suffocated me: "Fei'er, take your brother and run away, escape from the mercy, get out of here-"

I wondered, "Why do you want to leave here?" It's a good place, there's no one to manipulate us—"

The mother suddenly closed her mouth, she lowered her head in shock, and looked at the choke clasp on Yan Cuo's hand.

Does she recognize it?

She let go of her hand, took a few steps back weakly, and muttered, "It's too late...... It's too late......"

"Mother......

The mother stroked Yan Cuo's forehead again, and said sadly: "Everything that the fourth brother gave up still has to be carried by the Yan family again." This is the curse of the Yan family...... Cursed ......"

What kind of curse is nonsense -

I started to have headaches again, and every time my mother showed upset, every time she came, it only made it worse, and this time it was the same.

"Mother, I'll go find a doctor to show you, okay?" I'm going crazy with my mother.

My mother took a step back, stared at me coldly, as if she had been insulted, and walked out of the room proudly with her waist straight.

Looking at my mother's suddenly changed face, as well as the unstructured words, I remembered Han Sanxiao's words at that time, about the split personality.

Maybe it's not Yun Niang who has a split personality, but my mother.

I've never seen her normal—maybe only this hysteria can make her forget the sadness of her father's absence, and live in her own world like this, without being disturbed by the world.

But it's not a matter of a year or two since my mother was like this, and soon after I was born, it seemed that she was like this, and for many years she didn't even recognize me. Dad also knew about her problem, why didn't he take her to a doctor to take a look, and let her condition deteriorate endlessly?

But the appearance of my mother this time made me know some things, such as the father's more care of Yun Niang, which was their joint decision, for example, there are other secrets hidden in the story of Shangguan Bo and Yun Niang, maybe it is this secret that is unknown, which makes this story have many loopholes, what could it be?

I looked at Yan Cuo's face, which was still as pale as death, gritted my teeth, and put my hand under his nose to probe. It's faint, but there's still breath.

I closed my eyes and exhaled deeply, only to feel as if I had come back to life.

I covered the quilt for Yan and said, "Sister, go get you some hot water, you have to live well." ”

After preparing the hot water, I carried a pot to the opposite courtyard, only the sea drifted in the courtyard and burned charcoal, and Song Lingjian's door was closed, and he may have gone back to rest.

Haipiao took the hot water in my hand and said, "Thank you, Sister Fei, Ling is still resting." ”

"Did you see Han San smiling?" For such a big thing, why hasn't he shown up?

Haipiao said: "The third brother has been here, and he has been entrusted by order to deliver medicine to Yun Niang." ”

I said anxiously, "Yun Niang's illness is not - oh, she's okay, right?" "Finally reacted in time, I intercepted my words, didn't I say that Yun Niang's illness was not cured?

Hai Piao smiled and said, "Ling said that it can only be stable for a few days at most, and the next thing can only depend on themselves." ”

This news made the boulder in my heart weigh a lot.

"Does Han Sanxiao know about Yan Cuo's injury?" I was so resentful that he didn't even come to visit.

Hai Piao nodded and said, "When Xiaoyu was injured, he went up the mountain to see it. He knew that Ling would help, so he went to the yamen to run errands. ”

"How would he know?" Why does everyone know that I am always the last to know?

"Before Xiaoyu fell, he put a bright whistle, and the third brother should have rushed to hear the sound."

"Whistle?" I remembered the sudden sound of a bright whistle on the other side of the hill as I walked down the alley, and the faint glowing fireworks - I thought it was someone playing a cannon battle on the top of the hill...... Originally...... It turned out to be a cry for help when Yan Cuo was suffering-

And I'm — I'm not even aware of that, and I always blame people for not telling me something, sometimes simply because I'm stupid.

Haipiao picked up a pot of hot charcoal that had burned vigorously, and said, "Sister Fei, go back, we still have to wait for the news of the third brother, and when he comes back and explains, I will go to see Xiaoyu again." ”

I grabbed Haipiao and asked, "Did you see the thief who injured Yan Cuo?" ”

Hai Piao suddenly frowned tightly, gritted his teeth, and his serious and cold appearance made my heart cold.

"It's too dark to see."

The sea is lying to me.

I could clearly sense his absent-mindedness.

What is he hiding? Who wants to steal the bow, even at the expense of hurting people - Song Ling's bow is so old that it looks like it will break if you pull it casually, why would anyone go up the mountain to steal it? However, just now he clearly said that he would not let him go—did he know that man, but he didn't want to tell me?

I looked at Hai Piao hesitantly, wondering if I should continue to ask.

Hai Piao smiled and said, "Saving Xiaoyu now is the most important thing, and other things will be talked about later." "Then I went into the hall, with an air that I couldn't ask any more questions.

Hai Piao, who has always been gentle and intimate, seems to have suddenly changed as a person, because of the guilt of Yan Cuo and Song Lingjian, or the hatred of the bow thief?

I went back to my room and guarded Yan Cuo.

In the first half of the night, I was in good spirits, and I kept paying attention to Yan Cuo's movements, for fear that he would bleed again, or suddenly stop breathing, and every once in a while, I couldn't help but put my fingers in front of his nose to make sure he was still alive. There is also Haipiao, he has never come to tell me the news of Song Lingjian, has she never woken up?

I couldn't support it in the second half of the night, and although I kept telling myself that I couldn't sleep at such a critical moment, I was physically and mentally exhausted by the events of the day, so I sat on my chair and leaned against the wall and squinted.

Sleep until dawn!

I jumped up from my chair!

Why am I so careless and sleeping so deeply?! If Yan Cuo bleeds horribly in the middle of the night, and dies quietly by my side, how will I live in this life?

I wiped my eyes and quickly looked at Yan Cuo!

Yan Cuo's face was still dead, I nervously probed his snort, still there, touched his forehead, it was still surprisingly cold, I could almost feel the chill on his face wrapping around my fingertips.

There was no sign of improvement, and the only consolation to me was that he didn't bleed so horribly anymore.

I withdrew my hand and looked down at his wrist clasp, which was covered with rust like hair, emitting a faint smell of blood.

I reached out and wiped it, the rust fell off as soon as I touched it, and I wiped it again, and the dense red rust was gone as soon as I wiped it, and the place where the choke buckle was wiped was still shiny!

It's amazing.

I wiped the entire wrist buckle in one go, the iron embroidery was scattered and clean, and the wrist buckle was as bright as new!

I thought it was rusty......

Last time, when Yan Cuo was injured in the yamen courtyard, it seemed that Cao Nan also said that the wrist buckle was rusty, and at that time it was still wondering, how could such a magical wrist buckle rust like broken copper and iron, but then maybe I didn't pay attention and forgot to see if it had recovered-

And now, it looks rusty, but it's just a layer of rust-like hair! What's going on? Is there another mystery? I'll have to ask Meng Wucai again.

There was a knock on the door outside, and I put Yan Cuo's hand back on the quilt, wrapped it and walked out.

It's Xia Xia who is back.

She looked haggard, with heavy dark circles, probably too tired, and a little sluggish.

"Sister Fei? Got up so early? Xia Xia looked at me strangely, "This clothes seem to belong to Brother Haipiao, why are you wearing him?" ”

I hesitated to tell her about Yan's mistake—

Xia Xia beat her shoulders and said, "Hey, I haven't slept all night, I'm so tired and weak, I'll go back to the house to sleep for a while, and call me ...... if there's something."

"Xia Xia—"

"Huh?" She turned her head sluggishly and waited for me to finish.

My heart was sour, and I said, "It's okay - you can rest first, the stove in my house is warm, go into my house and sleep." ”

Xia Xia smiled and said, "Sister Fei is so good." Then I'm not polite to pull - by the way, I'll bring it back early and help me warm up in the kitchen, Sister Fei and that guy can eat whatever they like, and I'll eat it when I wake up. ”

"Yes." I didn't expect Xia Xia to remember Yan Cuo, but she didn't know that the "guy" in her mouth was now in bed and life and death were uncertain.

Xia Xia went to my room to sleep.

I stood in the courtyard for a while, the weather was fine, the sun was shining, but the sun was not warm at all. Everyone is trying to share my grief for me, it's time, it's time for me to be brave.

The kitchen warmed breakfast and sent one to the courtyard, the courtyard was quiet, and I put the quilt that Song Lingjian had been lying under the eaves on her recliner on her recliner, so that if she wanted to come to the courtyard to sit, she could cover the newly dried quilt.

I was turning around and trying to go back, when I suddenly saw a pair of cold and shiny eyes in the slightly open window in the sea drifting room!

I was startled, and I felt that something was my scalp.