The dying girl slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes couldn't hide the pain and fatigue in her eyes, and she couldn't hide the dazed feeling of being overwhelmed.

"Miss is awake! Miss is awake! Xinnu smiled in surprise, but tears continued to flow from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing this, Mrs. Si was desperate to arrest her. "Nope! No! The little slut is dead! He's dead! She can't live! ”

Dye Ziming hurriedly blocked in the middle.

"Little sister! Little sister! You suffered, it's not good for the second brother! Second brother shouldn't have let them take you away! ”

Ran Ziyu half-opened his tired eyes, looking at the sincere self-blame on his face, some pictures flashed in his mind, and his heart was inexplicably touched. The corners of the bloody mouth uncontrollably lightly hooked a very shallow smile, like a bean sprout in the wind and rain, weak and tenacious.

Ran Ziming also smiled, but it was more like crying, "Xinnu, take your little sister away." ”

"Ming'er!"

Mrs. Si was angry, but she couldn't take her anger out on her youngest son.

Her youngest son, who had never been to the battlefield, was now going to suppress the Nanban, and although he was accompanied by Jing'er, it also worried her. Her children are the meat on the tip of her heart, and her two sons, Jing'er sixteen and Ming'er fifteen, are still young but want to suppress Nanban! Emperor Hui, Emperor Hui, refuses to let go of the Ran family. Nangong Zhi, you have made us so miserable!

Ran Ziming's eyes followed Xin Nu away, and he suddenly shouted loudly, "Little sister, you must wait for the second brother to come back!" At that time, the second brother will also take you to the back mountain to fly a kite. ”

The person has entered the mansion and can no longer see it, still muttering, "Accompany you to practice whips and take you to Cangshan to pick wild fruits..... If I can come back, if I can come back, if I can come back......"

Hearing this, Mrs. Si knew that her Ming'er also knew the danger of this trip, and she was no longer angry, and hugged her Ming'er tightly, "Ming'er, my good Ming'er!" ”

"I will definitely come back, I will definitely come back......" Ran Ziming looked at the empty mansion door, his voice small but firm.

The horse let out a long neigh, Ran Zijing patted the snow on the armor, and said, "Xiao Ming, it's time to go." ”

Ran Ziming nodded and accepted his sadness. Solemnly said to his mother to take care of himself and turned over on the horse. "Let's go."

The horse's hooves stepped on the snow and the snow was flying, and the heroic young man rode away in fresh clothes.

"Jing'er! Ming'er! Woo woo....... "Mrs. Si collapsed in the snow, her eyes firmly grasping the two smaller and smaller figures.

"Brother! Brother! Fairy waiting for you to come back! ”

The old lock of the Zhu Gate of Lingyun Pavilion was broken, and the snow in the courtyard was very thick, and no one cleaned it.

In the hall facing the courtyard gate, white candles were lit, and the cold wind blew the weak flames fluttering. The spiritual seat enshrined in the hall has accumulated a little snow drifting in.

The little girl Cai Wei knelt under the hall, and the mourning clothes on her body were wet with tears, "Mrs. Nangong, you have a spirit in heaven to bless Miss to get better!" Bless Miss get well soon! ”

The frozen purple mouth repeated the words over and over again, and after each thought, he kowtowed heavily.

The lintel carved with pandan grass in the sandalwood wood looks very luxurious, and when you look inside, there is nothing except a large bed of agarwood.

Ran Ziyu, who was lying on the bed, had changed into clean plain clothes, his delicate face was as pale as paper, and his weak breathing was intermittent. There were piles of bottles and cans scattered around the bed, and Xinnu knelt beside the bed with a nervous expression.

These medicines were all brought from Northern Xia, but all harmless ones were used on Ran Ziyu.

Mrs. Si had ordered someone to lock the door of Lingyun Pavilion, cut off their food and clothing, and did not allow a doctor to come to see the disease.

Ah Yue wore a cloak tied with strips of cloth of various colors, and a colorful bird feather on her head, and danced the unique spiritualist prayer dance of Northern Xia.

The girl Qingqing was intently waiting for the charcoal fire in the stove. This is the last piece of charcoal, this house is already cold, if there is no charcoal, what will Miss do?

A cold wind blew in, and the candle at the end of the bed went out. In the darkness, I don't know who sighed heavily.

Qingqing went to the main hall in the dark, took the fire and came back with Cai Wei.

The charcoal fire burned out, and the house was even colder. The four of them looked at each other, and finally each took off their thick clothes and covered Ran Ziyu.

It was very late at night, and the two little girls hugged and shrunk by the curtain and closed their eyes. Xinnu and Ah Yue each leaned against the door and fell asleep.

I don't know how many days later, the person in the bed finally opened his eyes. It was still gray and snowy.

She had already woken up, but she didn't want to open her eyes. I don't want to face this strange world, let alone the fact that I have become a nine-year-old girl.

Her body hurt all the time, and she didn't want to open her eyes anymore, so she fell asleep in a daze. Sometimes I dreamed of being whipped in a dimly lit dungeon, sometimes I dreamed of my mother who was a cook at a construction site, and then I never dreamed of my mother again. As soon as I fell asleep, I returned to the dark dungeon, the dim oil lamp, the shirtless strong man, the heavy board, and the whip with barbs...... There are also the painful screams of the other young ladies and young masters of the Ran family..... She couldn't take it anymore and opened her eyes.

Thirsty! But he was covered in injuries and couldn't move.

In addition to the quilt, she was covered with a few thick clothes, which made her even weaker, but it was warm.

“..... Water..... Water ....." she opened her mouth, her parched throat on fire.

A faint cry was the first to wake Ah Yue. People who practice martial arts all year round are the most cautious. Shook the shin slave by the door and immediately went out to get water. The two little girls who were shivering from the cold at the curtain also woke up, and half-knelt beside the bed with Xinnu.

"Miss! Miss, you're finally awake! ”

"Miss!"

Ah Yue brought a glass of water, the coarse porcelain cup was as big as a child's fist, and there was a hole in the mouth of the cup, so it was not full.

"Miss, this water is ice, drink less." Xin Nu helped Ran Ziyu up and asked her to sit up half-way by leaning on her body.

Ran Ziyu sighed in his heart: It's so miserable. It's also a young lady. I was so thirsty that I didn't think much about it, and I drank a lot of water.

A chill slid down my throat and flowed into my abdomen, which was very refreshing. I didn't want to, I drank too quickly, choked, coughed a few times, and pulled the wounds all over my body, which made her brows furrow. She is not afraid of anything, she is afraid of pain, and she has been afraid of pain since she was a child.

Xin Nu hurriedly patted her on the back, thinking that she also had a serious injury on her back, so she didn't dare to use force.

After drinking some water, Ran Ziyu lay down again. When the sky was completely bright, Ah Yue took a bowl of hot porridge and fed her carefully before retreating.

She felt that she had some strength, and saw that Cai Wei and Qingqing had been staying by the bedside since she woke up, and smiled at them gratefully, "It's not early, you guys should go to breakfast." ”

The two girls were only two or three years older than her, their faces were like earth, and their lips were purple from the cold. Hearing her words, her eyes dodged left and right.

"Miss, Cai Wei is not hungry."

"Qingqing is not hungry."

She felt that something was wrong, but she didn't follow in. Seeing that they were thinly dressed, he endured the pain and draped the thick coat on the quilt.

The two girls were moved to tears, but they turned around to return their clothes.

Ran Ziyu disagreed, and his bright eyes were full of perseverance. opened his mouth, his voice was weak but with an oppression that could not be refused, "It's yours, put it on!" ”

She knew that if she didn't harden her attitude, she would have to retreat for several rounds, but in the end it was still on her.

The first time Cai Wei Qingqing saw the young lady talking like this, she felt a little strange for a while, but she still listened and put on her clothes.

Ran Ziyu lay down again, looking at the carved beams hanging from the house.