Wang Yingzhi was wearing a mustard green jacket skirt, not even a cloak, her eyes were red, and her cheeks were white.

As soon as he entered the door and saw Li Junche and Wei Jingshu dressed well, looking like they were going out, they became more and more uncomfortable.

Wei Jingshu wiped a handful of snot without a trace, and asked Ti Dong to wait for him to wear deerskin boots, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Since Wang Yingzhi and Wei Jingshu entered the Shizi Mansion together, now the two have never entered the water and never violated the river, and they have always been peaceful.

Although Wei Jingshu is selfish, she is not a vicious person after all.

In the final analysis, Wang Yingzhi is just a weak woman who can't assert her own fate, as long as she doesn't mess with herself, she won't embarrass her.

As soon as Wei Jingshu asked this time, Wang Yingzhi couldn't help but cry again, pinched the handkerchief and wiped it away, and then said in a stalk: "The concubine's grandmother is seriously ill." ”

Wei Jingshu looked at her in surprise, and remembered the situation she was in when she was a child, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic, and asked, "Is there anything you want to help?" ”

He also said: "Butterbur, I remember that there are still a few hundred-year-old ginseng in the library, you go and get two." ”

"Sister doesn't have to break the bank." Wang Yingzhi refused repeatedly.

The tears couldn't be stopped, and she cried one after another: "Grandmother, she is an old man, I'm afraid, I can't use it." ”

She was born weak, her slender body was like a willow and she fell down, and with the gentleness unique to Jiangnan women, even the pain was not embarrassed, but it added a little more pity and pity.

Li Junche glanced at her, then retracted his gaze, sat on the edge of the kang, and arranged Wei Jingshu's clothes casually without saying a word.

Wei Jingshu was stunned, and then fell silent again.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, she can't say anything to persuade people's hearts.

Wang Yingzhi glanced at Li Junche with teary eyes, and struggled in her heart for a while, then she bit her lip and opened her mouth like a mosquito: "The concubine received a letter from her father's house, saying that her grandmother and her old man wanted the concubine to go back with the prince to send her on her last journey. ”

Without waiting for Li Junche to open his mouth to refuse, he knelt down in front of him again: "The concubine has lost her mother since she was a child, and she grew up in front of her grandmother when she urinated, but now her grandmother is seriously ill, but the concubine is far away in Kyoto, and she can't follow her around, and she is very ashamed." ”

"Now that my grandmother is dying, I only want the son of the world to fulfill it once."

Wei Jingshu looked at Li Junche and didn't say anything, but she was also very entangled in her heart, she sympathized with Wang Yingzhi, but she didn't want Li Junche to respond.

"If you want to go back to Jiangnan, you can fulfill you." Li Junche rubbed Wei Jingshu's fingertips and looked at Wang Yingzhi, a pair of dark eyes seemed to be penetrating.

Wang Yingzhi couldn't help but tremble in her heart, tears filled her eyes, biting her lip and not calling herself bitter.

She knew that Li Junche would refuse, but she didn't expect him to refuse so decisively.

"You should know that my lord has lived in Kyoto for more than ten or twenty years, and he has only received the grace of the saint and has gone to Yunzhou once."

Li Junche stood up and helped Wang Yingzhi up: "This Kyoto Lord can't leave, if you really want to go back, the Lord will ask Junchun to accompany you back." ”

Kissing Li Junchun, visiting Li Junchun, returning to Li Junchun, and now Li Junchun.

Wang Yingzhi only felt humiliated, her body trembled slightly, and she nodded before she nodded halfway: "Thank you for your kindness, no need." ”

As he spoke, he bent his knees and turned away in disappointment.

Waiting for Wang Yingzhi to go out, Wei Jingshu couldn't hold back, snorted a handful of snot, and said sympathetically: "She's a little pitiful." ”

Li Junche chuckled lightly and didn't talk.

As the so-called benevolence of women, this statement has been around for a long time and is not false.

Wang Yingzhi has lived in this mansion for so many times, if he still doesn't understand his attitude, I'm afraid he won't be able to stabilize until now.

In order to fight in front of his mother's house, some careful thoughts don't matter, but this thought is not used on the right path.

Wretched? There are many poor people in this world, if everyone has to sympathize, then there is no need to do anything else in this life, just pity others.

Wei Jingshu doesn't understand this truth, but in the end, she is a woman, and it is inevitable that there will be emotional times.

After Wang Yingzhi's stubble, Wei Jingshu also lost the interest of going outside to see the lights.

Chondon still went to the treasury to get two ginseng sticks and sent them to the other end of the East Courtyard, and when he came back, he said: "I didn't see the princess of the Wang Shi, the things were picked up by the crimson around her, and I only heard a sobbing sound of forbearance, I was afraid that I was crying in the house." ”

Li Junche came out of the bath room, wearing a moon-white bedclothes, and his hair was still stained with water vapor, and when he heard this, he said, "Don't pay attention to it." ”

glanced at Wei Jingshu with side eyes, and explained to Fan Dong: "In the future, if she asks for anything to come to the princess, she doesn't have to accept it, and she will refuse." ”

Wei Jingshu's eyes widened, and Colt Dong responded continuously, and then retreated with a red face.

Without waiting for Wei Jingshu to attack, Li Junche immediately said again: "You are still making trouble to see the lights today, you don't have to watch it now, do you want to put Kong Ming lanterns." ”

"I want to." Wei Jingshu bent her eyebrows, put aside the matter of Fang Cai, wrapped her soft-soled shoes and stayed, happily circled Li Junche's waist: "Oh, husband, you are really good to me." ”

"When you lose your temper, why can't you remember to be a husband?" Li Junche smiled and pinched her little face, and said, "But it's okay, it's cold at night, just put it up and watch it in the house." ”

Wei Jingshu pouted, but she didn't refuse, and nodded obediently.

Li Junche put on his coat and brought over the Kong Ming lantern that had been prepared by the first in the Five Classics.

Both lamps were made improvised, and although they were not exquisite, they still had a look there.

Li Junche personally sharpened the ink, took a wolf pen and dotted the ink and handed it to Wei Jingshu: "The ancients have always liked to write some prayers when they put lamps, and we are also cheesy. ”

Wei Jingshu took the pen from his hand with a smile, and deserved a good sound, but took the lamp and went to another place.

"Even if it's a prayer, you can't read it at will, you write yours, and I write mine."

She writes good and bad in one stroke, and always makes Li Junche laugh, so she is more and more unwilling to let him see it.

Li Junche didn't know where she was careful, and she could go to the little things, and she deserved to be heard, and she didn't look at her.

Wei Jingshu's wish may not be able to be written even if it is written on three pages, and she is very entangled in her heart, and finally writes: "May you be safe and happy." ”

The two lanterns with their respective prayers were taken out, and Li Junche stood under the porch with Wei Jingshu in his arms, watching the two little maids light the wick, and asked her as if she was tickling in her heart: "What did you write?" ”

Wei Jingshu leaned on him and smiled lightly: "Then what did you write?" ”

Li Junche lowered his head and smiled, and the two of them had a tacit understanding and stopped talking.

The two lights slowly rose and merged into the night sky, gradually flying higher and higher until they were gone.

The two entered the house to rest, Li Junche hugged Wei Jingshu, who was already asleep, looked at her pinched red nose and chuckled, reached out and stroked the broken hair on her forehead, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

At this age, he is already twenty-four, and he is one step closer to the life and death mark of twenty-six.

On the Kong Ming lantern, there is nothing written, only the sentence "alive".

If she lives alone, Wei Jingshu must also live.

In the dead of night, he sighed softly, in the past, he always felt that life was just like this, and he had to get by, but now with Wei Jingshu, it is different, I just feel that there are still many things unfinished in this life, and I want to complete it with her.

……

Li Junche refused Wang Yingzhi's request to go back to Jiangnan with her, and Wang Yingzhi never went back by herself.

Before the first month of the new year, the old lady of the Wang family went to the immortal, and she never saw Wang Yingzhi until she died.

On the day of the letter, Wang Yingzhi locked himself in the house without eating or drinking for two or three days, and when he arrived, he told Li Junche that he would go to the Guiyuan Temple on the outskirts of Beijing to set up an immortal tablet for the old lady, and where to live for forty-nine days, so as to send the old man on his last journey.

Li Junche should have been, and Wang Yingzhi went to Guiyuan Temple that day.

On February 20, Zhao Yujiao and Wei Shuqi returned to Beijing from the fiefdom to live, and on the same day, Yu sent someone to send a letter to Wei Jingshu, inviting him to go to Guiyuan Temple to worship the Buddha on the 22nd day.

Wei Jingshu woke up from her rebirth, and she has always been afraid of the Buddha's light, so she is not willing to go.

Later, I heard that Li Junche was also going to find Master Can't, so I agreed and went with him.

I didn't think about it, and I happened to see Wang Yingzhi, who had been fasting for the old lady Wang and guarding filial piety and returning to the Yuan Temple for many days.