When Yimei woke up again, she found herself lying on a strange small bed, and she looked around to find that the small room had been carefully decorated, but it was just as strange.

This is not his and Ziluo's room!

Yimei suddenly sat up from the bed after realizing this, and then realized that she had a splitting headache and couldn't help but hold her forehead and gasp.

"Madam, are you awake?" Yun'er said as she came in from outside, sat on the edge of the bed, handed Yimei a cup of tea, "Drink this sobering tea first." ”

Yimei was still awake, "Yun'er, where are we?" After saying this, she found that Yun'er's eyes were red and she seemed to have just finished crying. At this time, she noticed that Yun'er didn't wear Fan Dai or Zhu Hai, and what was even more strange was that she was wearing a plain white filial piety dress.

"You drink tea first. Yun'er's expression was a little indifferent. But Yimei could see from her tone and face that only by listening to her words and drinking tea would she answer her doubts. Yimei obediently took the tea and drank it all, and then looked at Yun'er defiantly. Yimei knows that Yun'er likes Ziluo, so her attitude towards herself has always been lukewarm, and she is not used to it. Yun'er took the teacup and put it away, then said in her usual tone to Yimei, "He's dead." Not only him, but also the people who lived with us in the first place, and the courtyard, all died and died in the fire together. Yun'er turned her head to look at Yimei and said, "And why are you here, do you need me to be so clear?" "Smack!" she slapped Yimei firmly in the face as soon as she finished speaking. Yimei may have just exerted too much force, and now she had to prop her hands on the bed to gain a little strength. She scolded Yun'er loudly, "What nonsense are you talking about, be careful that I tear your mouth apart!"

Yun'er mourned more than her heart died, and sighed heavily and said, "You love him, but I also love him." Do I think I'm going to curse him to death?"

"Why?" Yimei's hands were about to lose their support.

Yun'er didn't answer immediately, but took care of herself and packed up her teacup and walked out, and when she was almost at the door, she stopped and stared at the sun-like plum blossoms on the mountainside outside the door. After a long while, she slowly spoke, "I only know that those two sellers are people sent by the emperor in the palace, and sending you here safely is his birthday present to you." ”

......

Yimei had been sleeping in bed for three days. In fact, she had woken up from a coma, but she wished she never woke up again. His parents left on the day of his birthday, and Cheng Jun, who became obsessed with love, also died on his birthday, and now Ziluo is the same. Yimei suddenly felt that she was a disaster, since the day she was born. She wished she would lie like this without thinking, without grieving or hurting, and never waking up again.

But the reality is always so unsatisfactory, "Get up and eat something!" was still Yun'er's indifferent voice.

Yimei did not respond.

Yun'er couldn't help but get angry, slammed the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and scolded angrily: "Who are you pretending to be dead to show you!"

Yimei still didn't respond.

Yun'er's anger was also aroused at this moment, and she used her hand to pull Yimei, "You get up for me!"

Yimei finally couldn't stand it anymore, sat up and yelled at Yun'er: "You don't care about me!" Her face was pale, her eyes were full of bloodshots, and she looked like crazy. Soon, she lowered her head weakly, whispered as if talking to herself, and seemed to say to Yun'er: "Let me die." Yun'er stretched out her hand and gave Yimei an ear scraper, "Did he go to such great lengths to get you out to make you die?"

"What should I do?" Yimei finally sobered up, but the heartache and sadness were more real.

"Live well. Yun'er's tone softened, and she said with tears in her eyes: "I love him as much as you do, and even love him more than you." But when he dies, I still have to live well, because he wants me to be like this. He wants you like this even more!"

Yi Mei's head was buried lower, and her messy hair made it impossible to see her expression and her body pulled out hard, "I can't do it!" Her appearance and what she said made Yun'er's strength that had been disguised for several days collapse instantly, "Me too, me too!"

In this delicate log cabin in the mountains, two weak women hugged each other and cried in the cold winter, for each other and for themselves.

The red plum on the mountainside is as bright as blood and as dazzling as blood.

After about a month, the weather gradually returned to spring.

Yimei leaned on a chair in the room to read medical books, and Yun'er did laundry outside the house. The two of them have long since become the feeling of a sister like a big lady and a sister like a maid. But the seemingly ordinary life, under the calm lake, both of them have a sad and unwilling heart. Yun'er rubbed the stains on the corners of her clothes vigorously and suddenly heard Yimei's call in the house, "Come in." ”

"What are you doing?" Yun'er walked into the house despite her reluctance.

"What's the matter?" Yun'er's tone of voice to Yimei hadn't changed, but it wasn't hostile anymore. When Yimei saw her come in, she stood up with the book, walked up to her, handed it to her, and said, "Look, there is a kind of medical technique called face changing. Yun'er glanced at the words on the book and asked disappreciatively: "So what?" Yimei snatched the book back and put it on the shelf, carefully arranged, and her tone sank, "I decided to change my face." When Yun'er heard this, she was angry and scolded: "What are you crazy about!"

"I'm going back to the court. Yimei's expression became firm, "My appearance is recognized by everyone in the palace, if you want to go back to the palace, you can only change this face." ”

"What are you doing when you go back to the palace, can't you still forget the glory and wealth in the palace?"

"I'm going to go back and kill those two guys. At this time, Yimei was like a wolf, and her eyes shot a chilling light. Yun'er shook her head incredulously, "Are you crazy?"

"Don't you want to avenge him?"

Yun'er obviously also thought about the option of revenge, but she had too many scruples, "This matter is too dangerous, once you miss, even your own life will not be guaranteed!" Yimei suddenly relaxed and teased Yun'er easily, "Only people who are as stupid as you will kill people by themselves." After saying that, he stretched his waist and walked outside the house, and asked, "I'm hungry, can you make dinner?"

"I want to eat and make it myself, I don't have the leisure to serve you!" Yun'er wiped her skirt with her hands angrily and walked outside the house.

Yimei looked at her back and smiled sweetly.

Yun'er went to the kitchen.

On the third day, they packed their bags and sold the house together to find the miracle doctor who could perform the face-changing technique.