Chapter 281

Chai Xuanyi's hand holding the pen tightened, and another drop of ink bloomed on the paper.

"Alang?" Yuanzi looked at his sluggish appearance, and knew that his memory was beginning to fade again, so he hurriedly took a painting from the bookshelf.

This painting was painted by Chai Xuanyi in the morning. It was Li Wanping who looked at him and smiled.

"Alang, this is Madame." Yuanzi spread the painting on the table and continued, "This is painted by Lang Jun himself in the morning, right here, Madame is very happy today, and her smile is very good." ”

Chai Xuanyi's eyes fell on the paper, the woman's smoky eyebrows and starry eyes were dignified and bright, and her smile seemed to be infectious, and he couldn't help but smile when he looked at it. This is the person he is closest to, and he must not forget it. Even if he didn't remember anything, and he was dazed and terrified in his heart, she still didn't give up.

Yuanzi's eyes were slightly wet, and he lowered his eyes, "If Ah Lang forgets, let's follow this picture." ”

"You go out first, and Madame will let me know when she comes back." Chai Xuanyi's memory today is still there, and he has not completely forgotten it, so looking at this painting, he gradually pieced together the picture of the morning, and he was happy.

After he flattened the painting with a paperweight, he found that there was a line of small characters in the lower left corner, the handwriting was clear and neat, Chai Xuan remembered that in the morning after he finished drawing, his wife picked up the pen and wrote on it, and said that he would read it later.

It's just that after the two played against each other, Chai Xuanyi's memory faded a little and ignored the matter.

On the paper, Li Wanping only wrote nine words: Xuanyi, don't forget it. Wife, Wanping.

Don't forget......

It's difficult for ordinary people, not to mention the amnesia that Chai Xuanyi suffers from? Li Wanping's meaning when he wrote this sentence was probably not to ask for the luxury of holding hands and going to Baishou together, just to remind him that he once had a wife like her.

Chai Xuanyi's slender fingers gently stroked a few words, and the smile on his lips became stronger, changed a blank piece of paper, carefully approached one, and then rolled up the original manuscript, put it in the most conspicuous position, and called Yuanzi in.

"Tomorrow I'll take that picture to my watch and hang it in my study." Chai Xuanyi said.

Yuanzi replied in a thick nasal voice.

Chai Xuanyi raised his eyes to look at her and saw the red and swollen eyes, and couldn't help asking, "Crying?" What happened? ”

"Slave maid...... There is something going on in the slave's house. Yuanzi bowed down and quickly changed the subject, "Ah Lang has finished drawing?" ”

"Well, come and see, like?" Chai Xuanyi beckoned, he had just made a modification based on the residual memories in his mind.

Yuanzi's eyes were red, and she hurriedly lowered her head and walked over quickly, she hadn't seen the county lord of Wenxi a few times, the only time she looked closely, and she mistook Ran Yan for the county lord of Wenxi, so she didn't know whether it looked like or not, but she nodded affirmatively, "Like, it looks like Mrs. is going to come out of the painting." ”

"Don't forget ······" Chai Xuanyi imitated Li Wanping's handwriting in the same position and wrote the next sentence. Chai Xuanyi's talent is not only poetry and songs, but also excellent handwriting, and he can easily imitate other people's notes.

Yuanzi didn't turn his head, tears suddenly fell. What did she say, someone had just sent Madame's body back, should she tell him that Madame would never come back······

"Aaron." Yuanzi choked up, although he always forgets, there is not much difference between seeing and not seeing, but she looked at Chai Xuanyi's heartfelt appearance, and felt that it was too cruel not to let them see the last side, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Madam...... The immortal has passed away, and today, he is now lying in the mourning hall. ”

Chai Xuanyi's hand holding the painting loosened, and the paper fell to the ground.

After a moment of silence, Matsuko heard him say in a calm and faint trilling voice, "Take me to her." ”

Yuanzi glanced at Chai Xuanyi with teary eyes, and saw that his face was calm, and his heart was a lot relieved, after all, he was a person who would forget everything, and he wouldn't be sad if he didn't remember the relationship between husband and wife. Yuanzi felt that he was thinking too much, so he led him to the mourning hall.

The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier, like feathers in the sky.

The mourning hall of the county lord of Wenxi was temporarily cleaned up, there was no sacrificial banner, no sacrifices, only a couch was placed, and the woman lying on it seemed to be just asleep, but the large blood stains on the clothes on the body that had not had time to change were very dazzling.

Chai Xuanyi looked at her blankly, and the inexplicable dull pain in his heart gradually spread.

The maid who had come in with her clothes was stunned by the silence in the room, and stood by with a red garment in her hand.

Yuanzi whispered, "Alang... … Madame has just been sent back, and she hasn't had time to change her clothes yet, so why don't you go out and wait......"

She was answered by silence.

After a long time, Chai Xuanyi said, "Give me the clothes." ”

Yuan Yi motioned for the maid to hand over the clothes.

Chai Xuanyi took the clothes and said lightly, "You all go out." ”

The maids hesitated for a moment, and then turned their eyes to Yuanzi. Yuanzi waved his hand, and everyone left the hot water and towels, and retreated lightly.

The memory is very light, Chai Xuanyi doesn't remember anything else except what happened today, but a certain place in his heart seems to have leaked, and he feels cold and painful.

"Wanping." Chai Xuanyi also didn't remember that his wife's name was actually Li Wanshun, he only remembered today's woman who smiled at him like a flower, this lady who wrote "Don't forget it" on the paper.

There were two rows of maids standing under the porch outside the door, the wind and snow were howling, and Yuanzi looked at the shadow reflected in the window, biting his lower lip, and a faint smell of blood spread in his mouth.

"What's going on?" Suddenly, someone interrupted her thoughts in a low voice.

Yuanzi turned around, only to realize that he didn't know when he was standing in the courtyard, led by a middle-aged man around thirty-five years old, with a thin figure and long hair, and a point or two between his eyebrows and Chai Xuanyi, but it was Chai Goro who led the people of his family to hurry in the snow. Yuanzi is the maid of the Chai family, and he knows him.

"I've seen Goro."

Matsuko bowed, but was interrupted by Shibagoro, "No need to be polite, tell me what happened!" ”

"The slave maid didn't know that an hour ago, Si Senjun personally sent his wife's body back to the mansion, and said that he would immediately enter the palace to face the saint and report the matter." Yuanzi replied.

"Division to join the army? Si Chengtao? Joke! When do we need an outsider to intervene in the affairs of our Chai family! Chai Goro glared at Maruko angrily, "What are your ladies doing when you leave the mansion?" Which maid to take! ”

Shiba Goro was thin, but his voice was not small, and Yuanzi was buzzing in his ears, and he paused before replying, "Madame has always disliked being disturbed, and she is always alone, so no one knows when she left the house, let alone a maid to accompany her." ”

"What?!" Chai Goro had also heard of the temperament of the county lord of Wenxi, and when he heard Yuanzi's answer, he was not very surprised, he was shocked that if it was really their Chai family's unfavorable care, it would not be a good thing to cause the death of Prince Yin's only bloodline. However, he immediately thought that Si Chengtao had been assisting the Criminal Department in handling the case recently, that is, Chai Xuanyi's attack, maybe it was related to this?

Chai Goro thought about it, and immediately ordered left and right, "Go back to your home immediately, and let the eldest brother pay attention to the situation in the palace." After that, he turned his head and glanced at Yuanzi, "What are you doing here?" Why don't you go in and serve! ”

Everyone was silent, and Yuanzi said, "Fourteen Lang is personally helping his wife change her clothes." ”

Chai Xuanyi ranks fourteenth in the clan, and in front of his family, in order to distinguish clearly, Yuanzi can only call Chai Xuanyi's ranking.

Shibagoro looked at the lights in the room and was silent for a long time but didn't bother.

After waiting in the side room for about two moments, Chai Goro felt that the time was almost up, so he ordered Yuanzi to invite Chai Xuanyi.

When Chai Wulang heard the door opening over there, he got up at the door of the standing room, watching Chai Xuanyi pass through the courtyard in a gloomy body, and Yuanzi followed behind to hold an umbrella, but he fell far behind.

"Fourteenth brother." Chai Goro looked at Chai Xuanyi carefully. Dressed in a light cyan round-necked wide-sleeved robe, with black hair scattered behind him, standing in the snow like this, it was obviously a calm expression, but it looked lonely and sad for no reason.

Chai Xuanyi just heard Yuanzi say the identity of the person who came over, so he called according to the courtesy, "Fifth brother." ”

"Well, come on." Chai Goro replied lightly, and then explained that he was the only one in Lingmo's family, "Uncle is seriously ill, my father is worried, my brother stays at home to serve the sick, and he will come over at dawn tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, he immediately thought that Chai Xuanyi would not remember this matter tomorrow, and it would be in vain to say it, so he said straightforwardly, "Those are the servants and maids brought by the family, and they all know the funeral rites, so I will help you with some tonight, and tomorrow I will get a letter in the palace, and I will tell the county lord how to bury him······ You... … Let's mourn and change. ”

Chai Wulang sighed, reached out and patted Chai Xuanyi's shoulder, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

In fact, the death of the county lord Wenxi, for Chai Xuanyi, for the Chai family, is a good thing, when the royal family stuffed this hot potato, the Chai family was unwilling to accept it, although Chai Xuanyi is only a partial concubine, but talented, there will not be a good future······

He married the county lord of Wenxi, and the Chai family could only keep a distance from him and let him come out to set up a mansion alone, if it was not a major matter of life and death, there would basically be no matter.

Wenxi County Lord's death, as long as Chai Xuanyi can cure his amnesia, there is no doubt that the future is bright.

Shibagoro said goodbye and left with his personal servant.

Chai Xuanyi stood stunned for a while, and Mu Muran returned to the mourning hall. He had only been away for a while, and there was a lot of scarlet in the house, and a few maids were changing the light crimson curtains.

Chai Xuanyi stood in front of the couch blankly, the couch was covered with a snow-white silk quilt, and the county lord Wenxi was dressed in red, which reflected the pale face with a little blood, and the corners of her lips always had a faint smile.

She looked like a sleeping bride.

"Husband." After standing for a long time, Chai Xuanyi only heard a faint voice in his ears, a shy smile flashed in his mind, and then it was dark in front of him.

Yuanzi stood on one side and waited for use, but when he looked at Chai Xuanyi, he found that he was shaky, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah Lang! ”

The busy servants and maids around stopped their work in fright, and Yuanzi rushed forward to catch Chai Xuanyi who had fainted. The little guy at the door also rushed in when he heard the movement, and a group of people hurriedly carried Chai Xuanyi back to the bedroom. To be continued.