246 jade fragrance

The room was very quiet, and the copper leak in the corner of the room rang softly, which did not break the silence.

The curtain hung quietly, covering a dark figure.

The figure sat by the bed, motionless, as if solidified in this tranquility.

In the afternoon, the sun softly sprinkled through the long lattice window, spreading a brilliant look.

Everything in front of her seemed to be a blurred painting, so blurred that she couldn't bear to touch it.

"Master, the eldest girl is coming..."

Qing Xue gave a soft cry.

The figure seemed to tremble and slowly turned around...

Cheng Xueyan suddenly covered her mouth and desperately stopped the crying that was about to burst out.

Is that her brother? The handsome face was dim, and his bright eyes were confused, as if he didn't know what had happened until now. He had an inch long beard on his chin and trembled slightly with his movements.

She stepped forward to hold his hand and tried to give him confidence and courage, but she found that she was so trembling that she didn't know what to say.

"Can you save her?" Cheng Cangyi muttered like a dream.

** people are extremely quiet, as quiet as...

Cheng Xueyan held her breath and looked at it for a long time before she found that the cherry red golden thread mandarin duck was slightly undulating on her chest under her face. That face is still very beautiful and exquisite. At this moment, it glows with a peaceful look, as if it is a very beautiful dream, but... so white, almost transparent, as if it will dissipate as long as a breath.

Qing Xue came over silently, shed tears, and gently lifted the quilt...

Oh my God...

Cheng Xueyan almost screamed and only opened her eyes to see Qingxue remove the bloody silk and change into a dry cotton cloth.

Cheng Cangyi's hoarse and dry voice sounded again: "Can you save her?"

There was no shock or anxiety on his face. His eyes fell on her face, but it seemed to float through her to an unknown place.

Brother...does he already know that there is no power to return to anyone in this body that is constantly losing the breath of life in front of him?

After this move, Qu Leyao seemed to regain some consciousness and moaned gently.

Her voice was so weak, as if she just sighed.

Cheng Cangyi was suddenly woken up and hurriedly called out: "Le Yao..."

The two big hands with callous cocoon tightly grasped the delicate and boneless hands, as if to pass on the strength of her body.

Qu Leyao moved her lips and still sighed, but Cheng Cangyi hurriedly said, "Yes, Xue Yan is back to see you..."

The lips moved again. Cheng Xueyan saw it clearly and hurriedly said, "It was the princess who asked me to come back. If you hold on, the doctor will come..."

What a fragile lie, but it is so firmly said.

A smile appeared on Qu Leyao's lips... Her small lips were still as beautiful, but they lost their former porcelain-like luster. She finally really sighed and opened her eyes with great effort.

The clear eyes seemed to be covered with fog, but they could not resist the weak but persistent love. So nostalgic on Cheng Cangyi's face, they slowly moved to her, raised their hands tremblingly, and fell lightly, and their sharp fingers pointed behind her tremblingly.

That's a sandalwood wardrobe.

She walked to the wardrobe and gently hooked the gold ring on the door, which was neatly coded with clothes, and there was a package on it, which was neatly wrapped in brocade.

She took it out, heavy.

He looked at Qu Leyao tentatively and saw her smile as if he heard her mischievously, "You know what I'm thinking best!"

That was the day she returned to the door, she took her hand and said... as if it were yesterday.

Take the package back to the bedside and open it at her sign...

It turned out to be two piles of insoles. Look at the size, they are all made for Cheng Cangyi. They are embroidered with lotus, and under the flowers are mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Cheng Cangyi took a look, and his eyes were burning.

Once upon a time, he saw her embroidered insoles every time he came back, and it seemed that she was always embroidered. He only regarded her as a pastime when she was bored, and wondered why a pair of insoles had not been embroidered for so long, but it turned out...

When did he care about her? From the snort at the wedding to the avoidance after drunkenness, he only stuck to his heart, but didn't want to break her heart. What's more, he didn't know when he would be distracted by her little joy and anger. When he looked at her in a daze, his eyes would unconsciously fall on her...

He couldn't tell her what he felt and didn't want to think about it until everything hit him fiercely. He found that his heart was so painful that it was as if it was going to be removed. He watched a living life turn into a stream of blood and move away from him, but there was nothing he could do. At present, he could only use one hand to keep her, but she was getting weaker and lighter. In the past, her happy and gentle eyes were full of sadness at this moment, and her eyes always became more persistent but empty when he didn't pay attention, as if she knew He said that he was about to leave, looking at him so obsessedly and boldly.

He is going to lose her... right?

The lotus flower, the water mandarin duck, is obviously her infatuation, her dream, but he broke them with his own hands, and now he doesn't even give him a chance to make up for it. Is this God's ruthless punishment for him?

There is a sharp pain in the bottom of my heart.

Her lips moved: "It's enough for you to wear for a long time..."

The voice is like a silk, but it is fiercely stuck in the heart. She did so much, but she didn't give it to him until the last moment, at the last moment...

A stream of heat rushed to the throat, but it was swallowed.

"Are you...blaming me?" The voice trembled, and her eyes stared at him for a moment, begging and timid, as if expecting his forgiveness, and as long as he forgives, she could go at ease.

I want to laugh. Why did she come to ask him, but he should have asked her for forgiveness. If she gets the so-called forgiveness, she will leave. He would rather let her misunderstand forever, but...

He smiled... It seemed that he had smiled at her for the first time in his memory... In the past, he was even so stingy with a smile.

"How come?"

"Then I'll be relieved..." She smiled, her beautiful little mouth bent, and sighed contentedly.

Why didn't he know she was so beautiful?

But it was just this smile, as if all the strength was taken away by something. The black eyelashes trembled slightly and stopped like butterfly wings. The light in the eyes sank in an instant, but persistently faced him.

Cheng Xueyan is already in tears.

In the sometimes clear sight, Cheng Cangyi was always seen holding the pale slender hand, as if she could avoid the fact that she had left.

"Fu Yuanshan received the order..."

The voice like a female voice came from the window, followed by Fu Yuanshan's broad and loud voice like a gentleman: "The grass people received the order..."

It's somewhat funny to announce the strange tone of handing over the Guanjiu Hall to Fu Yuanshan, while Fu Yuanshan's three shouts of gratitude are unbearable and anger.

Cheng Xueyan only felt sad and was about to spit out, but she caught a glimpse of Cheng Cangyi standing up silently...

His legs... Cheng Cangyi walked slightly to the table with a slight lame foot, and picked up the yellow pear wood in one hand... but the other hand was swaying sideways...

She rushed up and held the broken arm: "Brother..."

Cheng Cangyi gently pushed her away and walked out of the door.

Qing Xue rushed up, knelt down and pulled the hem of his broken robe, and hissed, "Master, you are outnumbered..."

"No, you can't go out!" Taking this opportunity, she hurriedly blocked the door.

Cheng Cangyi stared at her tightly, but it seemed that he could not see her, and his eyes were blood red.

He is scary like this.

"Big girl, don't let me out. I've already..." Qingxue sobbed.

"Brother, listen to me. Now is not the time to be impulsive. Think that your father is still in prison, and you can't make him guilty because of your impulse. We all know that Dad is wronged. We can't let anyone do something on you, so that Dad really can't turn over!"

The redness of Cheng Cangyi's eyes is shaking.

"Brother, if it's true..." She swallowed the grief and indignation in her heart: "Only you in our Cheng family can wash your father's grievances. If something happens to you..."

Reaching out to drag the height in his hand, Cheng Cangyi still held it to death.

"My sister-in-law... won't want to see you be stupid..."

The blue hand tightened and finally loosened...

Cheng Xueyan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly motioned Qingxue to help Cheng Cangyi rest, but she closed her hair, tidyed up her clothes, and walked out with her head held high.

I don't know what means Qitong used to coax Cheng Zhunhe to stay in the courtyard obediently without going to beat Fu Yuanshan.

Seeing her come out, the two followed without saying a word. Cheng Xueyan asked Qitong to take Cheng Zhunhe out first and turn to the right side of the road.

Fu Yuanshan received the decree in Furong Hall. At this time, Du Yingzi was happily surrounding the father-in-law who came to announce the decree: "Duke Luan, when can the emperor make me a wife..."

Grandpa Luan's chubby face had a moderate smile. When he turned around, he saw Cheng Xueyan and moved over, but was pulled by Du Yingzi and tangled tightly.

Grandpa Luan finally couldn't stand it: "Mr. Du, although I am a messenger beside the emperor, the emperor may not listen to what I said. At present, Mr. Fu has made great achievements. It's better to ask Mr. Fu to ask for it for you..."

Du Yingzi immediately turned back and pulled Fu Yuanshan's coquettishness. Luan's father-in-law saluted Cheng Xueyan from afar and left with someone.

Du Yingzi shook for a long time, but Fu Yuanshan did not respond, with an unfathomable smile on his face.

"Even if you are a lady, it's not Mr. Du's turn..."

A sound is not soft or hard.

It turned out to be Qin Gulan with the same unfathomable smile on her face.

Du Yingzi looked at her inexplicably and didn't understand what was going on for a moment.

"Yuanshan, anyway, my sister has also worked hard. How can we get letters from the enemy and betraying the country so easily? Why don't you...don't drive her away?"

Du Yingzi is even more confused.