Ping Yanmo adjusted the ointment to reduce swelling and remove stasis, and brought it into the house of the flower peony. She stared dryly, and lay straight on the bed, untouched from the food on the table.

The curtains that could be drawn in the room were closed, and no light could be seen. Ping Yan lowered her steps and walked to the head of the bed, moved an embroidered pier and sat down. Hua Peony didn't seem to be able to see her, her eyes didn't move, she didn't speak, she only took a medicine brush and dipped the ointment and gently applied it to her face.

There was a burst of coolness and spiciness, like some kind of catalyst, and she suddenly burst into tears, the more she cried, the more fierce she became, she just refused to make a sound, and the lip she bit was dripping with blood. Ping Yan didn't stop her, and continued to dip the medicine and wipe the wound until she took the initiative to speak—"I probably never imagined that when I was most desperate and helpless, it would be you who guarded me." ”

"I would never have imagined that you would serve me for more than four months, senior sister."

Hua Peony looked at her, and actually chuckled, and sighed a few times, "If there was no Bai Heng, we would probably be a pair of good sisters who don't distinguish each other." But there is no what ifs in life, even if there is, I would rather choose Bai Heng to appear in my life, and still wish you died. ”

Ping Yan smiled dumbly, blinking a little teasingly, "Senior sister, you are still so stubborn, you still don't understand that the marriage between men and women in this world was made in the previous life and taken care of in this life, and you can't force it." At this point, he sighed wistfully, "I said those ruthless words to Bai Heng in front of you, so that he could completely recognize the reality, cherish the person in front of him, and give you a chance." But as a result, didn't he just leave? ”

Hua Peony didn't jump to refute, and was silent for a long time before saying, "So what?" I don't believe in this evil, I must follow him. If there is no fate between us, then why did God let me meet him, and let me grow up under the same roof as him? In a gentle and steady tone, the fighting spirit between her eyebrows flashed, as if she had come back to life.

Ping Yan knew her temperament and knew that it was useless to persuade her, and seeing that her mood was much better, she asked, "What happened last night?" Where have you been? How did it come to be like this? ”

Hua Peony's face changed, she turned her eyes, gritted her teeth and said coldly: "It's just a few hooligans robbing the road to grab money, I didn't give them to them, I was just beaten." ”

Ping Yan knew that this was not the truth. But since she didn't want to say, she couldn't ask anything. "Hungry? Do you want me to have someone take the food to the kitchen to warm up? ”

Hua Peony nodded and watched her out.

She remembered that when Ping Yan first came to the troupe, a little thin girl with fine skin and tender flesh, with a stinky expression of hatred when she saw people, as if she had grown so big and would be a mother in just a snap of her fingers. In fact, if you think about it carefully, she has been fighting with her for so many years, she has to press her head in everything, do her best, spend her brains, and can't live in peace for a day, she is simply a clown jumping off the beam. She has hated herself for so many years, and she is deeply in love, only to know today that the other party has been standing on the high place of the moon and the wind, overlooking her ugly soul.

All she hated was Bai Heng's heart.

But no matter what, Bai Heng is still alive, she can still hate and love, and everything she does still has meaning. But Shen Yuchen is dead, what about her? If you want to live in an illusion for a lifetime, when you arrive in the underworld, you will know that there is a water and moon mirror flower in this life, the real lover has become a fake, buried in the dust and mud, the fake lover has become real, and the red dust has gone to the snow and white head.

She suddenly shouted, "Senior sister! "The sound is tangential.

Ping Yan paused, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

She actually wanted to tell her that Shen Yuchen was dead, and the funeral on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month was heavy snow, clothed and mounds, yellow dust, a lonely grave, and it was difficult for her soul to return to her hometown. can't say it, she can't say it when the sky falls, she will rot in her stomach.

"What's wrong?" She asked again.

"I want to drink lotus seed porridge." Flower peony Fu slowly lay down.

"Okay."

Hearing the sound of the door closing, she turned her face away, and the sunlight outside the door swayed, a brilliant curtain and a barrier. All people, all feelings, can not live in the sun openly, can only prostrate in the corner, peeking at the past, paving the way for the future.

She closed her eyes. Senior sister, don't blame me for lying to you, I just did my best to let Bai Heng live well.

Ping Yan is the first child, and the diagnosis of the old Chinese medicine doctor is in front of her, although she has been raising the delicacies of the mountains and seas in April, and seems to be recovering very well, in fact, she is flashy, and she is too worried, and she has night sweats in her dreams, especially in the past few days, she is often dripping red, and her abdomen is dull and painful. In order to give birth smoothly, I insisted on walking back and forth in the yard every morning and evening, and my feet were constantly blistered with blood every day.

Tonight, she walked around the inner yard as usual, and remembered that as soon as she entered the courtyard, it was spacious and flat, and she carried Tan'er along the verandah to the front yard, and the two talked and laughed, folded lotus and picked fruits, and heard the sound of car horns.

The evergreen in the concierge room hurriedly greeted him, drove the door to greet people, collected things, and took out a soft satin that was folded squarely, red, green, and green.

After the car was gone, Ping Yan started to step forward. Chang Qing is different from the other servants in the concierge, he is a prisoner, a forcibly conscripted gang leader, not yet fifteen years old, should have been shot, she went to the school a few days ago to watch the training, happened to meet him, traced back to the ancestors is also from Meijiao Town, couldn't bear it for a while, so he was saved. When Chang Qing saw her coming, he hurriedly bowed and smiled: "Sister, this is the satin sent by the young master, saying that you mentioned it a few days ago and wanted to make a few clothes for the little young master in her belly." ”

Ping Yan teased him, "How do you know it's the little young master, not the little miss?" ”

Chang Qing's face flushed, and he whispered: "Everyone in the courtyard says that it is the little young master." ”

Ping Yan smiled, Tan'er also smiled, and took the satin over. Ping Yan asked him, "You can get used to it here, has anyone bullied you?" ”

Chang Qing timidly glanced at the middle-aged men in the concierge room, who were much older than him, and shook his head hurriedly, "No, no, it's already good now." ”

Ping Yan knew that he was ostracized, and said: "In the future, you will be on an errand in the inner courtyard, there are only two little girls around me, I am reluctant to let girls do heavy work, and I will leave the errands and moving things to you in the future." ”

Chang Qing raised his eyebrows, jumped high, and snatched back the satin diligently, "Yes, sister, I can do any dirty work." ”

Ping Yan was a little distracted, and suddenly remembered her younger brother, Xu Pingle. If he was still alive, I don't know what he would look like, if he would be like Changqing, with a pair of clear, clean and hopeful eyes, he would chase her and call her sister.

Three years ago, she passed by Meijiao Town, and went back at night to weed and light incense in front of her parents' graves and burn paper money. Although she violated her father's wishes, she finally did not disgrace her mission, and finally took revenge, Dong Guosheng is dead, she doesn't need to hide her identity, when the children land, she has to find time to go back to see them. When she was buried in the fire, nothing was left, and the funeral was simple, only a pair of dragon and phoenix Chengxiang silver bracelets smelted by her father when she was born were buried as a memory. Finally, the clouds opened and the moon was bright, and now she can finally bury them as the daughter of the Xu family.

At supper, Tan'er made a good lotus seed soup, and Ping Yan remembered that Hua Peony didn't have dinner, so she was going to send her a bowl. Because of her strange and indifferent personality, the room was dark all day long, Tan'er Cai'er didn't dare to go to her room, Ping Yan had to send it in person, and met Changqing who was guarding the door, Changqing saw that it was deeper and late, for fear that something would go wrong, so she followed.

After the flower peony finished eating, Chang Qing packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went out with Ping Yan, and his wheezing was big and small.

Ping Yan said: "What's wrong?" Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

Chang Qing stopped talking, raised his face, his chest rose and fell, and made up his mind, "Sister, I have to tell you something. ”

"What's the matter?"

Chang Qing said hatefully: "Just a few days ago, I saw the woman in the house get into the second young master's car and didn't return overnight. Except for you, sister, the second young master is cold and indifferent to everyone, how could he allow a maid to get into his car, she must be unfaithful to her sister, trying to seduce the second young master, my sister should be careful to deal with it. ”

Ping Yan's heart jumped, and it was a little difficult to breathe. Sure enough, there is really a greasy relationship between Hua Peony and Shen Yucheng, who can make Hua Peony so forbearant and succumb, there is only Bai Heng in this world, that is to say, Bai Heng is in Shen Yucheng's hands.

"Sister, sister, don't be sad, the young master will change his mind." Evergreen hugged her.

"Evergreen." She stabilized her voice, looked into his eyes, and said solemnly, "From today onwards, you don't have to say anything about this matter, rotten in your stomach, you can live safely." ”

Chang Qing looked apprehensive, knowing that she was not joking, and nodded heavily and promised, "I won't say anything!" ”

"Help me go."

The moonlight is like water, the algae in the courtyard are crisscrossed, the wind is refreshing, and the fragrance is warm and fragrant. In a very short distance, she sweated one after another, like stepping on the edge of a cliff, the wind was dangerous, and the grass was dangerous.

Chang Qing was helping her up the steps, and when she saw someone coming from the front yard, it was Shen Dashao, who didn't dare to move again, and bowed her head and greeted: "Young master." ”

Major Shen took her and half-folded her in his arms, and looked at Chang Qing lightly, "Why did you come to the backyard?" ”

Ping Yan was afraid that he would see the clues, so she hurriedly said: "I asked him to come, the gang in front of me relied on the old man to bully him, and I always have to protect my fellow villagers." ”

Shen Dashao didn't ask any more, "Let's go into the house." ”

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