077: Who whispers in my ear
Green coagulation disease.
The size of the Hou family was temporarily taken over by Qiu's mother, but there were some matters that needed to be decided by the girl after the girl came to the room to report it.
Yan Cui was really worried about Lu Ning's body, and she knew that Shui Zhuer's chaotic nature was a little unreliable. Thinking about it, she still relied on Qiu's mother and went to take care of Lv Ning for a few days. When Qiu's mother was short of manpower, she naturally did not want Yancui to leave, but she thought that Yancui and Lv Ning had a deep relationship with her master and servant, and finally gave her two days off.
"Madam, please have something to eat." Yan Cui poked her head and looked at Lu Ning, who was lying quietly, and felt so sad. How long has it been since her master was so haggard?" Madam, look at you, it's only been a few days, and you've lost weight. This makes the maidservants feel so uncomfortable.
The green condensation lying on the bed collapsed, but did not say anything. Her face was originally facing the wall, and a blue silk spread out from the pillow like a waterfall, like a black satin against her pale and haggard face. Her originally small face became smaller and smaller at this time, leaving almost a pair of foggy eyes, looking at the wall for a moment with a hopeless blank look. Only when I heard Yan Cui's voice did I turn around.
"Madam, do you remember what you once said? As long as you are here, I don't have to worry that I don't have a good home. You said that you will make the decision for the slaves. But what do you want to do with your current appearance?
Yangcui's words slowly made a layer of bitterness surge in Lu Ning's heart. Thinking about how naive I was at the beginning, I thought that with my own strength, I could protect them from bullying and strive for a good future for them. But I never thought that it was a person who couldn't even protect himself. How to protect others?
Lv Ning slowly closed her eyes, and a drop of tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Seeing that Lv Ning didn't speak, Yan Cui's heart became more and more sad. She sobbed gently and said, "Madam, you don't know. How much has changed in our 'Tao Ranxuan' since you were rescued from the Lotus Lake that day? With you, the slaves will have the backbone and confidence. We don't want a bright future, and we don't ask for food and clothing. We just want to be able to serve my wife. When we see you happy, the maidservants will be happy. The maidservants thought that there would be no more days when they were afraid for their masters as before. But now, what should I do with the name of my wife Yancui?"
After saying that, Yan Cui turned her face, holding white porridge in one hand and holding a handkerchief in the other to wipe the tears on her face.
The past has once again appeared in front of Lv Ning.
She remembered how eager she was to escape from the "Biyun Palace", which was so determined that she even burned everything, including herself, for a trace of relief. She remembered how she was twisted by the two ghosts, was pressed to the hell, and how she was almost handed over by the white-dressed old man Li He. She remembered how the white tiger ran away with himself, and then injected his soul into the poor face in order to realize his dream of freedom. She remembered how she swore to live a different life for this poor Miss Rong.
Now, it's just such a little setback. Do you want to give up?
Lu Ning's mind was particularly moved. She turned her face and saw Yan Cui, who was sobbing with white porridge, and her heart was also painful, so she sighed and struggled to sit up.
"Madam." Chulu, who was waiting, hurried forward and said, "Madam, what are you going to do?"
"Help me sit up." After all, it was still the reason why she had been lying in ** for several days in a row. Lu Ning only felt that she didn't even have the strength to speak, and even the voice was as gentle as if there was nothing.
Yan Cui turned her head and saw that Lu Ning was about to sit up. At that moment, she looked happy and hurriedly stood up. She was helped by Chu Lu to help Lv Ning sit up. She took the cushion and leaned more comfortably and leaned against the bedside.
"Madam, would you like something to eat?" Yan Cui wiped her eyes and asked Lu Ning with a smile, "In the past few days, you haven't eaten anything except drinking some water."
Lv Ning leaned there, just looking up at Yan Cui. The girl's eyes were red, and the tears were not dry. Her face was full of worry and sadness, which was really distressing.
"Why did you cry like this?" Lv Ning frowned. She didn't know that she was not as good as Yan Cui at present. The blue silk hung down and scattered on her shoulders, and there was still a wisp slipping on the side of her face, making her look as crystal as jade, but as cold as snow. It's really like a fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks in the world.
Seeing that Lv Ning opened his mouth to speak, Yan Cui couldn't help crying again.
"If you cry again, maybe the porridge will be full of your tears." Lu Ning gasped gently and counted Yan Cui.
Yan Cui nodded repeatedly and said, "I'll feed my wife something to eat."
With that, she used a spoon to scoop up the white porridge, but her hand trembled a little with excitement at this time, and she didn't listen at all. Water beads, water beads, come on." Yan Cui was also powerless for herself, so she called Shui Zhuer. Look at what's wrong with me. My hands don't work well.
"You haven't closed your eyes for two days after taking care of your wife, and you can't stop crying. I'm afraid you have lost your strength to cry for a long time." Shui Zhuer said, hurriedly took the bowl, sat by the bed, and fed Lv Ning porridge little by little.
Lv Ning saw that these little girls in the room were all red-eyed and anxious and haggard. She was indeed a little unbearable. At that moment, she sighed and said, "I have worried you these days."
"Madam, the maidservants are just doing their part," Chu Lu said, "It's just that the marquis will come to visit you several times a day. Every time he sees you, he looks extremely worried. When I teach the maidservants to look at it, they are also very sad. Now, my wife is fine. I believe Master Hou is much more relieved.
Lv Ning didn't say anything. She ate some porridge silently and tiredly called these girls to rest for a while.
But these people looked at each other and shook their heads. No one wanted to leave.
"You were just worried about my body before. Now I ate porridge and gradually got better. What are you still doing here?" Lu Ning frowned unhappily and said, "Is it possible that you can't fall down if you don't treat me?"
One word made these people have no sound.
"Go and have a rest for a while. If you are really worried, just leave one and take a nap on the table for a while. If I have something to do, call her up, okay?" Sure enough, it was my wife. The problem was thoughtful. Several little girl looked at each other and then nodded. Because Yan Cui was worried that others would not take good care of her master, she took care of Lv Ning all night. Lv Ning ordered her to go back to rest. Only the youngest girl, Jing'er, was left here, and the others went back to the room to rest.
At least someone was guarding here, and the girls were finally worried and listened to Lv Ning's words and went back.
Although the coma for a few days was sleeping, it consumed a lot of physical strength, so Lv Ning just ate something and felt that her body was a little warmer. She lay down and fell asleep again in a drowsiness.
In the dream, it seemed that someone sat next to her and stroked her green silk with his hand, wisp by wisp, trace by trace, very patient. This feeling of being served by green silk is very comfortable, which is one of Lv Ning's favorite feelings. In those years, in the palace, Lv Ning's favorite thing to do was to let Emperor Yongjia comb her hair. She is like the doomed nemesis of Emperor Yongjia's life. She always lets this king, who is as proud and unruly as a fierce horse, leave his arrogance and tolerate all her small temper and temperament patiently.
The crystal jade-like horns, carved with a beautiful lotus totem, held in his hand and gently slowly down from her hair roots, sliding down all the way to her hair roots. Her long hair is soft and beautiful, graceful like a long river, and the wooden comb is like a flat boat swimming lightly in the long river. At this time, Lv Ning narrowed her eyes like a kitten and sat there with an intoxicated face. The bronze mirror reflected the handsome face of Yong Jiadi with an indifferent smile and the smiling face of Lv Ning. Such a memory is the most gentle stroke in the dusty mind.
Gentle, and now I think of it again that the dust flying in the sun, although so small, so light and insignificant, is enough to make her heart painful.
Lv Ning frowned slightly, and a faint fragrance came from her nose. The taste was fresh but charming, and it smelled a little familiar.
She heard a low sigh in her ear.
"Why is such a you?" There was helplessness in the deep voice, which seemed to be completely different from the voice that I heard all day long, only knowing the hippie smile and teasing people. It was a once-in-a-century serious situation.
With slender fingers, with a faint fragrance and a faint body temperature, he stroked his face. The voice was gentle and slow, gently trickling the river, and said in his ear, "I thought I had spent my life like this. Even if it's absurd, disdainful, or even shameless, what can we do?
Then, there was a laughter, and then said, "I never thought that there would be such a day when such a person would suddenly break into my vision. So unruly, so strong, so unreasonable makes me miss every day. I actually want to change my previous trajectory and be a better person for this person. Oh... But can I put down everything in my hand and become a good person?"
This voice was then full of confusion and self-mockery. Lu Ning felt a trace of heat in her ear, as if someone bent over her ear and whispered, "Can everything really start all over again? Even if I want to be a good person from now on, how can I really get what I want? Ning'er, Ning'er, my hands are stained with blood, and there is the most shameful blood in my bones. I can throw away everything I have, but I can't leave the sins I have committed and the resentment planted in my body. Ning'er, wait for me, I will take you away one day..."