The moon is bright in the sky, and the night breeze is slightly cool.

There was a person sleeping on the bed in the west wing of the West Garden, her body was thinner than ordinary people, so thin that there was almost only a handful of bones left, and her face was bloodless, if she didn't still breathe, she was really no different from a dead person.

There was also a young man in a stone blue brocade robe standing beside her bed, his tall and straight figure blocking the candlelight next to him, and his deep features left shadows of different shades on the angular handsome face, revealing a slight melancholy.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the air, and just smelling it made me feel bitter.

The Qin family has been ill for a long time, so there is always a lingering smell of medicine in the house.

The bead curtain on the door was gently lifted, and Li Shi slowly entered with someone, waiting to see him standing there motionless, slightly startled: "Jintang, why are you here?" ”

Zhu Jintang retracted his gaze, turned to look at the visitor, and saluted: "Mother Fu'an, my son just suddenly wanted to come and have a look." ”

Li had just come over from his ancestor, his face was tired, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked like he was so worried that he hadn't had time to clean it up.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Jintang couldn't help frowning slightly, knowing that it must be for his own business.

During these days, although he was not often at home, he also knew that his family was looking for a suitable candidate for his stepfamily, and he heard that he had already been selected, and he was still a young lady from an official eunuch's family.

"It's not too early, let's go back and rest. Tomorrow morning, aren't you going to go far away? Li Shi lowered his voice and urged him to leave quickly.

Ever since Qin was sick, Li didn't like to see him come here, for fear that he would get sick or something.

Zhu Jintang had a complicated expression on his face, and said lightly: "It's because I'm leaving, so I want to come and see her." "If he goes to the capital, he won't come back for half a month or a month, and he doesn't know if his wife can hold on until that time.

Li Shi sighed, walked to his side, and said comfortingly: "Go back, there is a mother here to watch." ”

Zhu Jintang was pushed out by his mother Li Shi half persuaded and half pushed, Li Shi persuaded bitterly: "She is a person who is going to die, she is sick, you will go to see her, it will only make her feel more uncomfortable, it is better not to see ......"

How can Zhu Jintang walk, he has been standing by the window, looking at his wife Qin's room through the window paper stained by the light, the window paper reflects a vague figure, but there is no sound, the whole courtyard is as silent as death, and there is no even the sound of cicadas.

The cool breeze blew on his face, but it couldn't blow away the thousands of sorrows in his heart.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of soft sobbing in the room, and Zhu Jintang knew that it was his mother crying. Qin has been ill for a long time, and now he doesn't even have the strength to cry.

Zhu Jintang has been standing by the window and has not left, and the two maids behind him have been waiting behind him with lanterns, silent.

It's just a window away, but it's like two worlds.

Suddenly, Li Shi's cry was a few words louder, and he called out with a whimper: "Child, child, open your eyes and look at me?" ”

As she spoke, there were immediately cries in the room.

Zhu Jintang's heart sank, only to feel that a piece of flesh had been stripped away from the bottom of his heart, revealing a bloody hole.

Before he could lift his steps, a maid in the house cried breathlessly and came out to report: "Uncle...... Big grandma she's gone ......"

Zhu Jintang felt a slight pain in his heart, hurriedly returned to the room, looked up and saw his mother Li Shi sitting next to the bed, crying grief-stricken, crying silently, because she was there, Zhu Jintang still didn't see his wife lying on the bed, only to see a miserable little white hand hanging down weakly from the quilt, and his fingers were slightly bent, as if he wanted to grasp something.

Li Shi cried uncontrollably, she began to cry for Qin's family, crying about her misery, crying about her misfortune, but crying and crying, she became crying for herself, crying for her son, and the depressed sadness and grievances in her heart all poured out, and she cried more and more sadly.

Zhu Jintang silently walked to Qin's bedside, his gaze gently sweeping over her emaciated pale face. I saw that she was still staring at this side with her eyes open until she died, looking at this side vacantly and steadily, with no resentment or sorrow in her eyes, as if she could see nothing, and as if she could see anything, straight to the bottom of people's hearts.

He hesitated a lot before reaching out to her snort, seeing that she was really out of breath, he couldn't help but be silent for a while, and then gently closed her eyes for her, and sighed: "I'm sorry, after all, I can't stand you......"

If he hadn't been born with a lonely life, maybe she wouldn't have died...... I have already given birth to a son, but I can't watch him grow up...... I was already here, but I didn't see the last one......

Li Shi suddenly got up and looked at his son, and said with a slightly excited expression: "All this is fate, what does it have to do with you!" Don't think about it, you don't think about it too much! She's just a blessing in her life, and she has nothing to do with you......"

It has nothing to do with me, whenever someone has an accident because of him, he always hears it from his mother.

Once upon a time, I remember that it was also on such a quiet summer night that Qingqing left him, even the child in his womb was also taken with him, and now, the Qin family also left him, just to do his best to leave him a son.

Zhu Jintang felt that his head was aching faintly again, and he groaned for a moment before he said, "Does she have anything to say?" ”

Li Shi nodded with tears: "She wants me to take Brother Da Ming personally." ”

Qin is a smart woman, although her body is not good, she has everything in her heart.

The Zhu family values their heirs so much, they will definitely let Zhu Jintang marry her as another wife. And her son will become a stepson when the time comes, and his fate will change accordingly, so she wants to find a safe support for her child and let him grow up safely.

Although Mrs. Zhu has a heart, she is already old and unable to do it, and Li Shi is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

Zhu Jintang slowly calmed down and said lightly: "Just do what she wants." ”

Li Shi immediately said: "Let the people outside prepare for the funeral, so that you can come and go, you personally wrote an obituary and sent it to the Qin family." ”

This kind of thing cannot be handled by the subordinates, so as not to lose the dignity between the two families.

Zhu Jintang nodded: "My son knows." After speaking, he leaned down and put Qin's hand hanging down from the quilt and put it back in the quilt to cover it, with indescribable tenderness and reluctance.

Her palms still had a little body temperature, but her knuckles were slightly stiff, no longer as soft and delicate as usual.

Seeing this, Li Shi couldn't help but turn his back and cry a few times, before turning around and reminding him: "Go quickly, the funeral is important, don't delay the hour." ”