Chapter 14: Tearfully asked the flowers without words, and the red flew away 5

"Lord Han, Lord Han, please wait a moment!" Han Ruxu just stepped out of the store a few steps, and she chased out with a skirt.

"What else?" Sitting in the store this evening, she has been breaking walnuts for her, peeling her hands black. It was finally time to get out of the night patrol, and she actually chased them out. Han Ruqi's hands were still wet, and he stopped helplessly.

Si Si smiled. She somehow conjured up a bag of handkerchiefs and handed it to him: "Please accept this."

Han Ruqi was very surprised and couldn't help taking it over: "What is it?"

"Open it when you get home," the girl in purple waved her hand and ran back. As soon as she stepped into the door, she stopped as if she remembered something and held the door frame and leaned out her head. "Come here next time when you are free, bring a hammer!"

Looking at her cheerful back disappearing into the door, Han Ruxu, who had never confiscated the girl's gift, suddenly couldn't touch her head. Why did Si Si give him a gift? Not to mention that she is already a dead soul and is not the same kind as herself. Even if she is alive, hasn't there been a man named... Ji Yuci in her heart?

So open it and see what it is.

"Ah!" As soon as the cloth bag dispersed, the contents immediately scattered all over the ground. It turned out to be white walnut kernels, all of which were complete. Shit, it's time to get home and open it again. Han Rushu hurriedly squatted down to pick it up.

The whole bag of walnuts was crushed by him by his hand. It's not a fine work, so he didn't pay much attention to it. There are many walnuts that are crushed. The quenching can actually pick out some of them from the inside, peel them carefully and then return them to him... God knows that he hates eating walnuts, just because it's too troublesome, and Always dye both hands black.

It was so easy to pick it up, and I couldn't bear to drop it.

"What?" Just as he was about to tie the handkerchief, he suddenly found that there was a very small note in the walnuts. Han Ruxu carefully pulled it out and unfolded it. There was only one sentence - pay attention behind him.

The back is hairy almost in an instant.

This note should not be written by Si Si. Look at the pen, and the handwriting on the IOU is completely a person. What's the solution behind just being careful? Does someone want to assassinate themselves, or use other means to harm themselves?

In a word, multiple hearts are right.

***

In midsummer, the frogs in the courtyard keep singing, and the noise makes people feel depressed. The house near the pond is full of medicinal incense, the mouth of the medicine cup on the stove, and the heat is gushing out of the window.

"Cough, cough...Zonger, don't be busy. It's such a hot day." ** The man was half-sitting, covered with a thick quilt, and was covering his mouth with a veil and saying weakly.

The woman squatting in front of the stove and fanning the fire was beautiful. At this time, she frowned. Hearing her husband's words, she quickly changed into a smiling face: "It's okay. I'm not hot. How can I not take the medicine? You can rest. The doctor said that you can't work anymore."

The man smiled bitterly and finally stopped coughing. He said in a hoarse voice, "I can't work, but you work hard all day long. My husband is incompetent and can't tell you to live a good life.

"What are you talking about?" The woman looked at him angly, "You and I are husband and wife, so we don't need to say this."

"Zinger, I'm afraid there will be not much time. After I die, you must find a good person to marry again. Don't keep the festival for me." After the man finished speaking, he bent down and coughed again.

Regardless of the burning of the medicine stove, the woman quickly threw the fan in her hand and went to cheer for him. She couldn't help scolding: "Don't talk nonsense. The doctor said that these pills will be fine after taking them. How can you die, or do you want to divorce your wife and marry again?"

"The emperor's testimony is that there is no such thing!" The man quickly argued and was pressed back into the quilt by his wife: "You just think too much. Get well quickly. Let's complete the Monument of the Six Dynasties together, huh?"

Looking at his beloved wife's tired face, the man sighed and lay down obediently.

How long can he accompany her? Such a good woman, I couldn't imagine how honor it was to marry her at the beginning. Unexpectedly, I was blessed after all. The two of them had never even had children, so they were going to die.

"Okay, come and drink the medicine." The woman took the medicine bowl and sat down to the edge of the bed and fed him one by one with a small spoon.

If there is an afterlife, you must repay her many times for her kindness in this life.

***

Song Xiang suddenly opened his eyes without warning.

The room was so quiet that she couldn't tell whether she was still in a dream. At the dinner party, in order to cheer up Emperor Xuanping, she, who was a daughter, also drank some wine. When she returned to the bedroom, she was dizzy. The maids took a shower and went to bed.

There was a faint light flashing on the bookcase. She slowly sat up, turned over and got out of bed to check. It's Wenhua. The remaining ink of the painting during the day is still in it, and it is shining at this time.

"Ask Hua..." Song Xiang leaned out his hand, his fingertips were stained with ink, and the light trembled slightly.

"Her Royal Highness." There was a cold sound behind her, which scared her so much that she almost turned over the pen holder.

Song Xiang turned around in horror and found that there was a strange woman standing in the room.

"Who are you?" Song Xiang suddenly took a step back, with his back against the edge of the desk, and his hands trembled slightly.

The woman saluted her, and her posture was slightly different from what Song Xiang knew. Princess, don't be afraid. I just want to thank the princess and come out.

"Come out?" Song Xiang was puzzled for a while, and suddenly his whole body trembled, "Where did you come out?" Are you... a ghost?"

A woman is tall and gorgeous, but she is not the royal clothing style of the Ji Dynasty at all, so there is only one possibility. What is not a person in front of her is a person, but a ghost. Song Xiang gasped and moved his steps to escape.

"I have been stranded in the flowers for six hundred years. If I can't meet you, I'm afraid that I won't be relieved in my obsession," the woman didn't care about her fear, but said, "Maybe you and I are born similar and can't escape loneliness. I thought I was the most miserable woman in the world. They gave birth to me. The hit hurried by, leaving me covered with scars, and now I understand that it is a blessing that I once had it.

Song Xiang stared at her, as if she remembered something.

"After thanking you, I'm leaving. If you are like me, you should be contented after having it."

After saying that, the woman turned into a wisp of smoke and floated out of the window. Song Xiang suddenly realized who she had seen and shouted, "Sister Cai!" I ran to the window, but there was nothing left.

"You and I are born similar..."

Song Xiang read this sentence in a low voice and stood by the window for a long time until the awakened Mother came to ask her what had happened.

In the dark corner outside the window, a man in black can be faintly seen.

"In the end, I got it." Holding the porcelain bottle in his hand, the man in black jumped on the glazed tile eaves and quickly disappeared under the night.