When the two arrived at the teahouse, Hongyan was sitting on the edge of the bed with a worried face, looking at the crowd coming and going downstairs, and the panic in her eyes made Meng Yuyun who entered the door see it clearly. However, because her lower abdomen hurts, she didn't think carefully about what it was for a while.

Seeing Qin Jing'an coming, Hongyan subconsciously got up and wanted to salute. But Qin Jingan shook his hand, helped Meng Yuyun to sit down, and said, "I won't come to this set of falsehoods, I just want to know, what do you want to tell me?"

"My lord, it's like this......" Hongyan lowered her eyebrows and fell into her own memories.

Hongyan worked as a maid in a large family, and two years ago, according to the master's wishes, she married a housekeeper who was more than ten years older than herself. Fortunately, the family is good, and after giving birth to a son, it is okay for her.

The day before Xiaolian's accident, she ran over to Hongyan with joy and told her that she was leaving Chang'an. Hongyan was breastfeeding at the time, and she didn't pay much attention to her expression, but in retrospect, it was very strange. His eyes were red and he seemed excited.

Hearing this, Meng Yuyun interrupted Hongyan's memories, she bolded her cheeks, stared at Hongyan's eyes, and asked, "Who is she going to leave Chang'an with?"

Hongyan wasn't upset that she was interrupted from speaking, she rubbed her rough palms, a little nervous.

"Listen, sir."

Xiaolian went to the Xun family as a wedding maid, and the relationship with the young lady was naturally very good, and when she heard her say that she was going to leave Chang'an, Hongyan only thought that her young lady was going out to relax. At that time, I still had a little envy in my heart, feeling that I was a working life, and Xiaolian was much more comfortable than herself.

Hongyan asked, "Then when will you come back?"

Xiaolian shook her head and took Hongyan's hand excitedly, "I'm not coming back, Hongyan!" I'm in love with a man from Miao Jiang! ”

The back was all the whispers of some inconsequential daughters, and Hongyan didn't say anything more.

Xiaolian knew a man from Miao Jiang before the accident, and this information is not very good, after all, knowing a person from Miao Jiang cannot put all the blame on that man.

Qin Jing'an was a little disappointed, but Hongyan's next words made the disappointed two people instantly excited.

"At that time, Xiaolian stretched out her right hand to show me, and a black insect was hiding in her skin, and it was squirming one by one, which scared me a lot, and I wanted to go to the doctor when I pulled her." Hongyan still had palpitations when she talked about this, "But she didn't go, and she laughed at me." ”

"She's been tricked, and she's so happy?" Meng Yuyun was a little confused, if it was her, she was afraid that she would panic to death.

Qin Jing'an didn't speak, his deep gaze and serious expression were telling Meng Yuyun that he was thinking about things.

"She said that the Gu worm was a concentric Gu that the Miao Jiang people gave to their wives." That's what Hongyan said.

Concentric Gu, Meng Yuyun has heard someone say it. The legend is like this: I don't know how long ago, there was a woman in Miao Jiang who had raised Gu since she was a child and was a famous Gu master.

In the year she was married, she married a Han martial artist, and gave birth to a child within two years, and the family lived well. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and the war made Takeo's patriotism burn like a raging flame in his heart, and he gave up his family and joined the army despite his wife's resistance.

The woman couldn't stop it, and tearfully fed her finger blood and her husband's to the two Gu worms she had raised since childhood.

A sub-Gu climbed into the husband's heart, and a female Gu was born and raised by a woman in her heart.

One day, the woman told everyone that she could feel her husband's wounds.

Everyone scoffed at her, thinking it was ridiculous, she was telling lies. Over time, the woman stopped talking.

A few years later, Takeo became the adjutant general next to the general, and when he returned home, his parents, relatives and friends were all smiling and very happy. Only the woman silently stirred the handkerchief with her hands, with tears in her eyes, and looked at her half-white husband with a smile on her lips.

When Takeo stretched out his arms and wanted to hug his wife with a smile on his face, the woman took half a step back in horror. This action made the smile on Takeo's face freeze for a moment, and everyone looked at her in a daze.

The woman was silent for a long time, pointed to Wufu's chest, tears rolled down her eyes, and said, "Husband, your injuries are not healed."

Takeo didn't know how to reply for a while, and the wound on his chest was still aching, but how could his wife with children at home know about this?

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, the woman slowly revealed the truth, the Gu worms planted for her husband at the beginning could make her feel the pain of her husband.

Over the years, how much blood and how many injuries the husband has shed on the battlefield, the women have counted them one by one, and the score is exactly the same.

"I've seen the man Xiaolian said, he was wearing the clothes of the Miao Jiang people, he looked like a girl, and there was a mole under the corner of his eye." Hongyan said, gesturing at her eyes.

Qin Jing'an nodded, took Meng Yuyun's hand and got up, took out a silver ingot from his arms, and put it on the table.

"Thank you."

After saying that, he pulled Meng Yuyun, who had not yet reacted, and strode out of the room. Just sitting, the pain in the lower abdomen is less.

Now that she gets up and walks, the man's steps are so big that she can only trot all the way with her breath, and the pain in her abdomen becomes more and more obvious.

Meng Yuyun was powerless to let the man pull her, her facial features were wrinkled together because of pain, like an old man, and she couldn't walk.

It was as if a pair of hands were restlessly stirring in her abdomen, displacing all her internal organs, and it hurt into her bones.

The cold wind made her head dizzy, her ears buzzing, and there was always some noise that made her uncomfortable.

When Qin Jing'an reacted, Meng Yuyun had almost fainted in pain, and her small face the size of a slap turned white with pain, full of cold sweat. The eyelids are closed and the eyelashes are trembling.

"Meng Yuyun!" He called out her name, and every word was very clear, but for the dazed Meng Yuyun, it was not so. She heard it vaguely, but she didn't know if it was her hallucination.

These three words of Meng Yuyun turned a thousand times in Qin Jing'an's heart, his lips touched, and he read them silently many times. But not once did it make a sound.

He had imagined himself calling out her name to the grown up little girl Meng, and then looked at the surprised expression on her face, smiling and saying nothing.

Things don't always go your way.

He pulled Meng Yuyun's arm up, placed it around his neck, hugged the girl's slender waist, and hugged it without any effort.

The tip of his nose smelled a smell of blood, his palm was a little wet, and there was blood on Meng Yuyun's pants.

The appearance of those victims in Chang'an filled Qin Jing'an's mind at this moment, his heart was beating fast, flustered and at a loss.

It's like going back to the feeling of losing your parents overnight when you were a child.

He panted, holding Meng Yuyun, who looked like a boy, running in the streets of Chang'an, in the winter, the clothes on his back were wet and slimy, and when he was blown by the wind, he was cold in his heart.