Hua Zhi still didn't break the idea of marrying Sima Ying, she was drinking medicine every day, drinking extremely expensive dispelling wind and pulling poison soup, thinking that one day her appearance could still be restored. Ten years on, though, she's in better shape than before, but not much better.

Yu still felt sorry for his daughter, sold the restaurant of the rich boss, took down the shop opposite Sima Ying's palace, opened a Luofang teahouse, and asked someone to write his daughter's poem on the wall.

The flowers and branches are gorgeous and red all over the sky, and the spring water of the Shujiang River beats the mountain flow.

The face is easy to decay like Langyi, and the water flow is infinitely like nong's sorrow.

In order to hide people's eyes, Yu pretended to be a tea mother-in-law, with silver hair, wearing a few big red flowers, smearing a thick fat powder on her face, dressing up gorgeously, singing and selling her own tea soup while clapping and singing. The hard-earned money earned every day also bought soup medicine for Huazhi, and boiled bowls and bowls for her to drink.

Huazhi's problem of liking sweets has not changed, and he also learned to make retort cakes in Longxi, so he guarded the big wooden barrel retort cakes every day, sat at the door of the teahouse, and watched Sima Ying go in and out, and his heart was even more sad.

After Jia Nanfeng was deposed, Sima Ying was in charge of all affairs inside and outside the palace, and was busy going in and out every day, and many noble and powerful people came to visit. At this time, he was no longer the same as the young man in the palace, and he was completely different from the young man who was the king in Shu. With the growth of age and the expansion of the scope of power, his heroic posture and the appearance of the proud son of the dragon are the dreams of many Jin women.

Only half a year later, there was news that Sima Ying was going to marry again, and she was still married with a wife and a concubine at the same time.

After Hua Zhi heard the news from the chatter of the tea guests, she did not squeak, and sat at the door of the Luofang Tea House all day, until dusk, after the red lantern was hung at the door of Sima Ying's palace, she said to Yu Shi word by word in a dumb voice: "Mother, are there any fragrant cakes?" ”

Yu immediately understood what Hua Zhi meant, and nodded to indicate that even if she didn't, she could make it in a hurry. The fragrant roast chicken in the bones of Luofang Tea House is extremely famous, and among the spices of pickled roast chicken, there are medicinal materials needed for fragrant cakes, which can cover the aroma of the fragrant cake.

According to the requirements of the Northern Military Mansion, on the day of Sima Ying's wedding, all the shops opposite the palace were closed for one day to prevent danger. Huazhi, that is, the one who bought the retort cake, still sat at the door of the teahouse, wrapped very tightly, and looked at Sima Ying in a daze with a spring breeze.

Because he wanted to marry two brides, Yu specially arranged the chef and his men in the restaurant to go out, one deliberately squeezed in the crowd to sell sweet potatoes, and the other picked up a big dung and stood on the shore to watch the excitement, with only one purpose, to create an incident and distract everyone.

The small incense cake only needs to burn for a moment to produce a large amount of poisonous gas, and after the bride inhales it in a confined space, she will die before she has time to react, and no clues can be found. Because after the sedan curtain is opened, the fragrance will drift away, and others will think that it is caused by the bride's incense powder.

Her martial arts skills are excellent, and she is more accurate in practice, so she orders tea in the teahouse every day, in order to keep her arms from shaking and her eyes sharp.

After the death of the two brides, Sima Ying's name of "Ke Wife" became more widespread, and people who came to the teahouse to drink tea would talk about it every time they chatted. Yu was in a very happy mood when he heard this, but Hua Zhi became more and more silent.

Because she saw Sima Ying vomit a mouthful of blood when she opened the sedan curtain that day, her face was very distressed, and she was still saying when she looked at Sima Ying's mouth shape: "Sheep baa, I'm really a wife." ”

With the heavy snow in Longxi, the flavor of Qianghuo medicinal materials has become hard to find. Now that I am taking medication, my body can still move, but my mouth and eyes are crooked, and my saliva will always flow out uncontrollably. If she was cut off the medicine, her limbs would be paralyzed, and the pain would be unbearable but she would not be able to move.

It has become very difficult to live, and marrying Sima Ying is even more of a human delusion that is difficult to complete.

Soon, the guests of the teahouse said that the emperor loved his younger brother and couldn't bear him to bear the name of his wife, so he said that he would give the queen's maid to Sima Ying as a concubine, and he would send it on the day of the Lantern Festival.

The emperor is a stupid person and reckless, and he does anything, the people are helpless, and he says it as a joke. But the listener had a heart, and Yu asked Huazhi: "Is it interesting for you to sit like this every day?" ”

Hanae didn't answer her.

Yu didn't take care of the flower branches, and continued to make small poisonous fragrant cakes, waiting for the sedan chair to be delivered, looking for an opportunity to start. Her obsession is: If you don't marry my daughter, I will make you unable to marry a daughter-in-law in your life.

As usual, the cook was arranged to sell sweet potatoes in the crowd, and then took advantage of the chaos to flick the small burning cakes into the sedan chair. After that, just like every time she succeeded, standing in the crowd of onlookers and watching Sima Ying see a hideous-looking and terrifying bride with a pale face, this was also her most heartfelt moment.

But this time, she unexpectedly found that the woman Sima Ying was holding in her arms was her daughter Huazhi, a flower branch whose appearance had been restored for a short time.

Kaeda could no longer answer any questions, as her body had become cold. So how did the flower branch get into the sedan chair?

This is a question that only the young man who Huizhu tied up can answer.

Hua Zhi knew that her mother Yu would definitely kill the bride, and she thought so in her heart. However, when I always recalled the scene when Sima Ying vomited blood, my heart became very painful. The pain was amplified so much that she often couldn't hear anyone else and was distracted.

Even one night, when the door was closed for the teahouse, a woman who was rushed over hurriedly grabbed her clothes and said that she wanted to buy some cakes for her youngest son to eat, but she didn't react. The woman was probably also in a hurry, thinking that Huazhi had not heard, and very rudely took off Huazhi's large thick cotton hat, exposing her crooked face and mouth.

The woman was stunned, and so was she.

She hadn't taken it off for a long time, and she had put it on just after the summer, and the new boy had laughed at her for a long time.

The cold wind in Luoyang at night was really cold, and when a knife cut her face, she didn't feel pain. Maybe because it was in the dark, she didn't put on the cotton hat immediately, and even stood at the door of Sima Ying's palace like this, looking at the red lanterns hanging on the closed black lacquer door, swaying and festive.