Chapter 289: It's Not Your Fault
Song Qi had already heard Su Nianxi's voice, grabbed the blood handkerchief, turned his face, and revealed a pair of red eyes.
Su Nianxi looked at it in her heart, and squatted down, "If you want to scold me and beat me, don't hold yourself, okay?" ”
Song Qi shuddered, shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not your fault, Nian Nian." ”
Su Nianxi turned his face to look at Uncle De who was dying on the bed, in his memory, the chief steward of the Song family was always unsmiling, and he was very particular about the dogma and rules of the Qingliu family, but when he found that Brother Qi took her and Sister Rong to secretly touch the fish in the pond, he pretended not to see it, and walked away from behind the rockery with a straight face.
However, in just a few years, the wind and frost have worn this cold-faced and hot-hearted old man to a head full of gray hair, as old as a dead tree.
The scars on his face show what kind of inhuman abuse he has suffered.
Su Nianxi's nails dug into her palms, and the sharp stinging pain couldn't suppress the hatred in her heart at this time, "If I hadn't wanted to save you, you wouldn't have encountered what happened today, and Uncle De wouldn't have died, it's me ......"
"Nian Nian."
Song Qi held her tightly clenched fingers and whispered, "It's not your fault, don't say that." It's me who is greedy and wants to live, and I shouldn't ......"
"Qilang-kun," on the bed, Uncle De suddenly opened his mouth hoarsely, "cough, don't, cough cough......"
Song Qi hurriedly rushed over and grabbed Uncle De's hand, and couldn't help shaking his head, "Uncle De, don't talk, the medicine will come in a while, don't talk ......"
Uncle De trembled and shook his hand: "The old slave is not a ......"
"Don't! Uncle De! Song Qi suddenly shouted, and suddenly choked up and lowered his head!
Su Nianxi was full of sadness, and grabbed the corner of Uncle De's clothes, as if this way he could firmly drag this person and prevent him from leaving!
Uncle De's cloudy eyes revealed a little reluctance, and a little joy, looked at Song Qi, and said tremblingly: "Old slave, this ...... In my life, I can ...... We are waiting for you...... Until death, it is counted, and it is considered to be complete. Shichiro-kun, from now on, don't ...... Think about it...... The Broken ...... of Those Who Read If you have rules, you have to live freely...... Be private, be happy......"
"Uncle De!"
Song Qi finally couldn't help it, shed tears, and shook Uncle De's hand again and again, "I will!" I will! You stay with me, and we'll be happy together. ”
Uncle De smiled, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding again.
Song Qi was almost crazy, and said hurriedly: "We finally escaped from the cannibalistic place, and there will be a good life in the future." Uncle De, didn't you tell me that you most wanted to find a small courtyard by the lake in the future and become a fisherman when you had nothing to do? I'll go with you! ”
Uncle De's trembling hand patted the back of Song Qi's hand.
Song Qi's big tears fell.
At this time, Xia Lian's soft voice came from behind him, "County Lord, the medicine is here." ”
Wu Yong stood outside the door and did not come in.
Su Nianxi raised her head, her lips trembled several times before she spoke in a dumb voice, "Brother Qi, don't let Uncle De go too painfully. ”
Song Qi closed her eyes suddenly!
Uncle De looked at Song Qi, struggled and said, "Qilangjun, the old slave ...... Buried in the ...... that can be seen Let's go to Gangnam's place......"
"Uncle De." Song Qi's shoulders trembled.
A wisp of expectation appeared on Uncle De's scarred face, "Minion, thinking about the old man......"
Song Qi cried.
Trembling, he stretched out his hand and took the medicine in Xia Lian's hand.
Then he held Uncle De's head and fed it little by little.
The pain on Uncle De's face slowly disappeared, he looked at Song Qi, and finally, with a smile, slowly closed his eyes.
The room was silent.
Outside the house, the scorching sun is like fire, only the cicadas chirp for a long time.
made Su Nianxi think of Jiangnan that year.
In the backyard of the Song Mansion, she sat side by side with Brother Qi's sister Rong in front of the corridor, swaying her calves and eating ice bowls.
Uncle De, who was meticulous and obedient to the slightest hair, walked over, as if he hadn't seen their stupid appearance of panicking trouser legs, and walked straight over.
A few of them laughed together.
Xia Cicada sang noisily in the tree, she had no intention of looking up, and when she saw Uncle De turning his face sideways, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved and smiling.
"County Lord, Song Langjun, Uncle De...... Let's go. Xia Lian withdrew her hand that probed her snort and said in a low voice.
Su Nianxi knelt on the edge of the couch, tears raining down, pulling the corners of her clothes, trembling and calling: "Uncle De, Uncle De......"
Song Qi hugged the person, looked stunned, and refused to let go.
Outside the door, Wu Yong sighed and shook his head.
turned around, but was taken aback, "Third master, why are you here?" You can't get up yet! ”
Feng San didn't speak, just looked into the room, his cold gaze fell on Su Nianxi's damp face, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and left.
……
Dali Temple.
In the dimly lit side room, Pei Luoyi looked at Su Wenfeng, who was blue on the bed, and asked, "Find out who did it?" ”
Gaul's face was also very ugly, and he said: "Two people have been arrested, one is in prison and the other is on trial." ”
Pei Luoyi bowed his head, leaned over to look at Su Wenfeng's face, and suddenly reached out to open his eyelids.
Gaul frowned, "Your Highness, don't touch it, I also asked the doctor about the poison in it, and said that it was not quite like the Central Plains, and there was a grass aconitum in it, which came from the Western Regions." ”
Pei Luoyi's eyes froze, and he looked at Gaul, "Grass aconitum? ”
Seeing his strange expression, Gaul nodded, "Not bad." I have sent to inquire about the grass aconitum circulating in the market. ”
Pei Luoyi got up, took out a snow-white handkerchief to wipe his fingers, and said: "Being able to do it in Dali Temple proves that Su Wenfeng is afraid that he really knows something, no matter what, he must save people." ”
Gaul nodded, "Your Highness understands, Your Highness can rest assured." ”
sent Pei Luoyi out, and asked: "Your Highness, I heard that Your Majesty is going to decide the candidate for the head coach of Fengliang City during the summer hunt?" ”
Pei Luoyi looked at it lightly, "Lord Gao is interested?" ”
Gaul smiled and shook his head, "The ministers haven't fought in many years. However, because of General Su, he didn't want such an iron-blooded and loyal army as the Su family army to fall into the hands of traitors. ”
Pei Luoyi looked at him, "What did you hear?" ”
Gaul said secretly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's mind is really keen.
took a step closer and said in a low voice: "The Shen family seems to want to join forces with the Lin family and send the foolish egg of the Lin family who lost the battle three years ago to Fengliang City. ”
Pei Luoyi's eyes sank slightly, "Where did you get the news?" ”
Gaul touched his nose, looked at the sides again, and said, "The Lin family handed Shen Moling the words before, but Shen Moling didn't answer. One night ago, for some reason, Shen Moling suddenly met the old man of the Lin family. I figured this should be the case. ”
But he didn't say where he got the news.
can sit in the position of Dali Temple, and the relationship intelligence network of the three religions and nine streams around him is beyond the reach of others.
After thinking for a while, Pei Luoyi said: "Gu knows, you check Su Wenfeng first, and be sure to pry his mouth open." ”
Gaul smiled and saluted, "Yes." Congratulations to Your Highness. ”
Leaving Dali Temple and getting into the carriage, Pei Luoyi suddenly covered his mouth and coughed.
Xuan Ying immediately took out the elixir.
Ji Lan sat on the side and watched him take the medicine, and sighed, "Your Highness's illness has really improved, and the last time I stayed in the cold spring for one night, I collapsed when I came out." This time, I was able to survive until this time, and my master really rejuvenated. ”
Qingying squatted by the car door, and turned back with a smile: "It's not your master's credit." ”
Ji Lan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Isn't it my master, who is it? ”