Chapter 52:

It is said that I woke up and shocked many people. But it was just a corpse. Everyone was not ignorant, and calmed down within two days, and they also sent gifts in various names. Everyone's psychological quality is really strong.
Bailijin ran over to visit me and said a lot of good things, but he scratched the avenue as if remembering something: "Originally, the kitchen has already started the funeral banquet, but the chef who did the best funeral banquet in the cup was invited. You are awake again, so you have to send the cook back to your hometown."
There is a lot of regret in the words, as if I wish I would die again immediately. Hearing him sighed and sighed, I turned around and poured a cup of tea to him. He rubbed his hands and took it. He froze suddenly in mid-air, and put the cup on the edge of the table tremblingly. He smiled and stepped back against the crack of the door. In the blink of an eye, the person slipped out and disappeared.
Mu Yan, who was sitting by and reading a book, glanced over: "The poison in the cup seems to be a little too much."
I glanced at the tea that still kept my true color, and said in surprise: "Jun Weiming told me that this is colorless and tasteless, how do you know that I gave a whole packet?"
He was silent for a while: "...The tea is too saturated, and crystals have precipitated."
I held my head in annoyance.
Presumably seeing my frustration, he put down his book and pretended to be very interested and asked me: "What kind of poison is this?"
I suddenly became interested and explained to him: "It's a laxative."
"..."
After three days of recuperation in the room, after seeing that I had recovered, Mu Yan nodded and reluctantly agreed to get out of bed. Sometimes Xiao Huang would come and play with me, usually because he was kicked out ruthlessly. This made Xiao Huang hate him very much. When he saw him, he turned his head to one side, and he could barely buy it with roast chicken.
When there was no roast chicken to chew, Xiao Huang seemed very lonely. I used to have Jun Wei playing with him when I wasn't there before, but now even Jun Wei, who has been idle for thousands of years, is sleeping and has no time to care about it.
Regarding Jun Wei's sleep supplementation, it is a bit long to say. The secret that Shizhu needs to dormant and cultivate, I used to think he knew it, but only recently did he figure it out.
Bailijin said nothing, saying that Jun Wei was very sad during the three days I was drowsy. He sat withered until dawn every night. When the news that I woke up, he closed his eyes and fell straight on the bed. Ask me what I think about it. What can I say, Jun Wei is very good and very loyal.
The loyal Jun Wei made it up for three days as soon as he slept for three days, but he did not get enough energy after sleeping for three days. When he appeared in our yard early on the fourth day, he was ravaged hundreds of times. His face was blue and gray, his lips were purple and white, and his eyes didn't look good.
I watched him in horror for a long while: "You are..."
He looked at me up and down for a long time, then lowered his eyes and said, "Afu, marrying him, are you happy?" The voice fluctuated as if it was about to soar.
I wasn't sure if he was sleepwalking. Thinking of those terrible legends about sleepwalking, I shuddered and didn't dare to reply, so I nodded as gently as possible.
He looked at me quietly for a while, then raised his hand to support his forehead: "Congratulations."
I still didn't dare to reply.
His hand stretched over, just about to touch my hair, and then suddenly retracted, like being burned by an open flame.
I looked at the bundle of hair suspiciously, and then raised my head, only to see him staggering away from the back.
This guy, really hasn't woken up yet.
Soon after Jun Wei left, Princess Yutang welcomed again.
Imagine that many of the reasons she came to see me were related to Mu Yan, but she came to say goodbye, which is really amazing. I don't like her, but I don't hate her so much that I can't see her. Although she has been angry with me a few times, I am all angry back anyway, and she is going to leave.
The two of them stared at them for a long time. I cleared my throat and felt very happy, but still pretended not to be so happy and sighed: "Golzhushan is a holy place to escape the summer heat. It is a pity that the princess left so early."
She nodded, as if agreeing: "I think so too..."
I hurriedly said, "But you can't indulge in pleasure. It's right to put the overall situation first in everything, so you won't keep the princess. Take care all the way."
She choked for a long time and glared at me: "What can I do. I just," she bit her lip, "I gave up."
I held the tea cup and didn't speak.
Her eyes flushed suddenly: "The brother Mu I know is more of a calm and calm person. A month ago, Chen Guo helped Tang resist the Jin Dynasty. In the battle of Linqiu, the Tang and Chen coalition forces defeated the enemy with a widow of 100,000 and 300,000. The victory was returned. In Wucheng, Brother Mu was making tea in court. He only smiled slightly and made the soldiers who reported victory to speak quietly. Don't wake up the tea he was making."
She looked at me bitterly, "But this time, even Bailijin, known as the little medical saint, has been diagnosed that you are not saved, but he insists on worshipping you and holding you to the archway of filial piety, loyalty and forgiveness, you know Well, in their country of Chen, only the husband whom the Ming media is marrying is qualified to be held by the husband."
Tears flowed from her bright red eyes: "I originally came up to Lonely Bamboo Mountain, not to see any Buddha sang flowers, but I finally met him and wanted to follow him. But I saw him hugging him. Go through the archway with the dead you."
She paused and wiped her eyes with her sleeve nonchalantly, "I don't know what he is thinking, he could have gotten better." But the tears continued to drip, "But I know, I should give up, Wang Sister can’t, neither can I. I’m just not reconciled. Do you really like Brother Mu? For his good, you shouldn’t be with him.

I looked at her quietly, this girl may not be my age, she cried so sad, those tears gleaming in the sun, like there have been countless nights, because I couldn’t find my words, I sat alone in front of the window. She shed tears with the silk kerchief.
Only Yutang's sobbing sound remained in the room, and I looked at the teacup in my hand: "You told me a story about Buddha Sanghua, and I will tell you a story too."
She is noncommittal.
I paused for a while and whispered: "There used to be a princess who was separated from the person she liked. She looked for that person for a long time, but God was not very kind to her. Until she died, she didn't find the person she liked. When she died, it rained heavily, and the rain hit her. She thought, it was really painful. It would be nice if we could see him again before she died, even if we saw him from afar. The princess was pregnant like this He died lonely with a trivial wish."
Yutang stopped her tears and stared at me blankly.
I continued: "I've heard a lot of things like that, what you should do for his good, otherwise you don't really like him. But liking is not a matter of one person, why should it be for the good of one person instead of two people together? "I looked up at her, "Do you have anything you can't let go of until you die? It's not the dying you imagined, but the things that hover in your mind when you are really dying, so you can't give up the unforgettable things?"
She did not speak.
I smiled: "If there is, you should know that those are things that must be achieved no matter what the price is paid." Those things that hovered in my mind before dying were illusions created by obsession, Xuan Qingyi The man in the robe walked slowly holding a sixty-four-bone oil-paper umbrella, and in the sight of blood-polluted red, the ridge was full of thankful Baimei.
I stroked my chest: "I like him very much. That's why I want to be with him even more."
With a "click", the tea cup was dumped on the table. She was taken aback, and hurriedly tidied up, but when she just touched the porcelain cup that was turned over, she stiffened, her hands tightly held the corners of her sleeves, her eyes half drooped, and her face There is no longer that kind of innocent look, as if thinking about something in a daze.
I waited for her to retort. I didn't expect it would be so easy to get her through, but she just sat for a while and left without saying anything. Before leaving, she gave me a deep look, her eyes were unpredictable.
After Yutang left, I put away the two teacups. After a moment of silence, I remembered that Mu Yan had gone to Gongyifei and would not be back for a while. After thinking for a while, he took out his shoes decisively and put them on, pushed open the door like a thief, and tried to walk a few steps under the big sun. No one came out to stop him. It seems that Mu Yan's guards did not secretly monitor him, so he was relieved for a while. A long shadow was drawn on the open space, remembering that when I was young, I used to play shadow-stepping games with Jun Wei, and stepped on the yard alone.
Suddenly a voice came from the entrance of the courtyard: "What are you doing?"
I looked up and yelled deliberately: "Brother Mu."
Mu Yan didn't step on his foot firmly, so I hurriedly made a posture to get up and help. Fortunately, he didn't fall. He came over and brought me back to the house and asked, "Who taught you?"
I rubbed my nose, "Isn't that what Yutang calls you?" I turned my head and didn't look at him, "I still scream very affectionately."
He smiled: "Sister Jun."
My hand shook: "Ah, Afu is fine..."
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Everything was fine, the only worrying thing was Kaoru Gongyi, who hadn't seen him for half a month after I woke up, and she sent two old ginsengs, but she didn't come.
I asked my servant how she was doing, but I heard it was no different from the past, except that she didn't go out much.
Later, I think about Gong Yixun's appearance of a thousand-year-old iceberg and ten thousand years of snow. It is really difficult for people to tell whether she is hurt or not through facial expressions, but not going out can explain a lot of problems. But this is not something I should take the initiative to take care of.
I waited for her to come to me, but I knew from the bottom of my heart that if she didn't come for half a month, she wouldn't come again. After all, curiosity is always exhausted.
But just when I thought she was relieved and no longer obsessed with the entanglement in her previous life, I felt that how could she be so open to others, so I couldn't see it. That evening, this open-minded person came to me. That sentence must have been in her heart for a long time. Half a month ago, she said that she didn’t want to know those bad things. Half a month later, she stood in the shadow of the moon and looked at me quietly: "I want to know, at that time, what exactly did I do? dead."
It is impossible to hide this from Mu Yan, but it is impossible to hide it from him. In fact, I am alive and kicking, but I am still restrained from being able to do this or that. If I dare to propose to implement Huaxuyin's help at this time, I will most likely be beaten. After thinking about it for a long time, I could only find Jun Wei and let him drag Mu Yan to help me and Gong Yixun make some time.
Gong Yi Kaoru said that she wanted to know how she died, and I also wanted to know, what is more concerning than a family secret? It is the secret of the family that only solves half of it.
Soon the time came, and an emissary came from Zhao Guo the next evening, and Mu Yan wanted to discuss matters with others. As soon as he left with his front foot, I knocked the little maid who came in to serve him with a hammer on the back foot, changed into her clothes and sneaked out of the courtyard with her head down.
Gong Yi Kaoru has prepared what he needs in the courtyard. Time can't be wasted, like a dozen hungry wolves chasing behind, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, I quickly urged Shizhu into her sleeping consciousness.
I just moved myself in, but my hands were tight. I froze and turned my head and smiled: "Hehe, Mu Yan, you also come here for a walk. It's a coincidence." After speaking, I realized that the sealed memory scene of Gong Yixun was in front of me. How can he take a walk? Disperse here... I suddenly wanted to make a mouthful of myself.
Mu Yan looked at me coldly, his voice was so cold that people trembled: "How to get out?"
I think it was probably because he was holding my hand when Shizhu was urged, otherwise he would never come in. While thinking that Jun Wei is really unreliable, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "When Gong Yixun wakes up, he can go out. Up."
He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "You are really not worrying at all."
I glanced quietly, and felt that he didn't seem to be particularly angry either, and immediately rubbed it over and said:
"It's not a good thing to make people worry."
He was unmoved: "What's that fallacy?"
I was discouraged and said, "It's not a fallacious reason. My mother is so worry-free. That's why my father married so many beauties." Think about it and add, "Anyway, I am an uneasy person. If you marry many beautiful women, I will be noisy in your ears every day, and make your head take gold stars."
He put on a smile that was not a smile, and made an expression of disbelief: "How are you going to disturb me?"
I choked, thinking for a long time, turning my head to the side in frustration: "Well, I really won't fight, if there is such a day," I turned my head back: "One day, I will leave you."
His smile stiffened, and his brows frowned slightly: "Who taught you to say such things?"
I glanced at him, rubbed my nose and said, "No one taught me, but if I did this today, you feel that I'm uneasy, and you start to hate me."
He was about to turn his head to the side, but he was blocked by his tightly closed fan, and his chin was lifted by the handle of the fan, just like those ignorant rich young masters, frivolous and good-natured women, and they looked very interested. The ups and downs will look at me.
After a long time, Shi Shiran put down his fan and shook his head and smiled: "What kind of child's temper is being made again, and his mouth is pressed into a line. When did I hate you?"
I pursed my mouth and said: "Then you say you are very supportive of me running out to do this today." Before he could answer, Li Mi added, "If you don't say it, you hate me."
He watched me silently, and for a long time, he said lightly: "You know how to deal with me. Only this time, not as an example."
I looked down at the toe of my shoe: "A lie, you didn't say that very supportive sentence, are you angry?"
He coolly said: "What do you mean?"
I sniffed twice, and reached out to wipe my eyes. He just put his hand to the corner of his eye but was held by him: "Forget it, I'm not angry."
I glanced at him quietly, watching his eyes move down and quickly lowered his head: "Then...then you call my baby to listen."
The chin was lifted again after he finished speaking. This time he didn't use the fan handle. There was a smile in his eyes: "Are you teasing me?"
"...You can see it."
Because I was bargaining with Mu Yan, I didn't dare to be distracted to pay attention to the scene in front of me. When I relaxed and studied this memory of Gong Yi Kaoru carefully, I realized that it was half a year after Gong Yi Fei and Gong Yi Shan married. Last time in Gongyi Kaoru's consciousness, the last scene was to see him get married.
Mu Yan looked at it for a while and I was ignorant, and said, "Nothing happened, but Gongyifei moved out of his wife's room after taking up a concubine, and the two have never seen each other since. , Gong Yishan gave birth to a son."
I think he probably doesn't know what's going on, so he hesitated to tell him the karma of Gong Yi Kaoru and Qing Jiujiu.
He has always been calm, and he is not surprised to hear such a bizarre thing: "They are brothers and sisters, so it's good to be able to get out early."
I disagreed and said: "It's not necessarily the real brother and sister, I think this is strange." He paused and asked him, "Have you seen those grasshoppers made of reeds and swallows made of gold paper?" Hands gestured for the size of those gadgets, "Gong Yi Fei once gave Qing Jiu Jiu."
He cast his eyes forward: "What are you talking about?"
Following his gaze, he saw the scenery of cold water and moon in a smoke cage. Everything seems to be covered in a layer of mist, those sealed memories are showing the period of Qingjiu’s scouting of Gongyi Shan’s confinement, and the grasshopper and swallow that I asked about are posing in the little girl beside Gongyishan’s bed. A few times.
Gong Yifei sat aside, casually floating tea with the lid. Hua Wei held a pair of delicately polished jade locks, Qing Jiujiu leaned over and looked at the sleeping child, took the jade lock that had not been handed over, and put it beside the sleeping baby: "There is nothing to give. I took a pair of jade locks to keep the young man safe, and the bones and blood of the gongyi family must be taken care of." The corner of his eye glanced at the pile of gadgets on the small table, and said lightly, "The painting was not tidyed up a few days ago. When these things come out, they just happen to be brought over for the little boy to play with, so that the subordinates can put them away."
Gong Yishan's eyes were shocked and terrified, no wonder she was terrified, Qing Jiujiu said this as if she knew everything, and as if she knew nothing, it was really grieving.
Gongyi Feifucha's hand paused for a long time when her words fell. There was a moment of silence in the room, and he chuckled:
"The eldest lady said so, what are you still trying to do, don't hurry up and put things away for the second lady."
The so-called three wives and four concubines, sending a wife to a wife and a partial concubine, Gong Yishan was admitted as a partial concubine, but she was not qualified to be called a wife. At this time, Gong Yifei called her the second wife. The house became quieter, and only the troublemaker That's still easy to drink tea. Qing Jiujiu's face was white, but I might have misunderstood her. She was white in her own right, and there was a distance.
In the next six months, those memories quickly passed by, like birds galloping across the sky before a shower. But the road that Gongyijia has walked step by step, it seems that everything is in the Qingjiujiu plan, and people have to choose.
I underestimated her, she never forgot what she was going to do.
It’s cool in September and autumn. Qing Jiujiu has been married to Gongyi’s house for more than a year, and there is no doubt that she has nothing to do. But Gongyishan’s mother is very expensive with her son, so she can get along well in the master’s house, although the parties involved know that. How did the child come.
Gradually, there were rumors that Gong Yishan's father secretly united with clan elders to persuade Gong Yifei to give up his wife, because half of the family's power could not be left to a woman who could not give birth to an heir. For a while, the entire main house was filled with compassion in everyone's eyes on Qing Jiujiu, but no one knew that those rumors were her own.
Even though it seemed that the second uncle of the Gongyijia had always wanted to be in a high position, and he really wanted to drive Qing Jiujiu out of the Gongyijia and righteous his daughter, but he was really innocent in this matter.
But the three of them became tigers, and the rumors were confusing. Out of the principle of standing up and beating instead of sitting and beating, the second uncle who had attacked something, was overwhelmed by the rumors and had to advance his plan. Gongyi’s family sent mountains and rains to the wind and wind, and one night at the end of September, Qing Jiujiu in a white cloak stepped into the door of the uncle’s house, who was still filial piety.
This conspiracy was extremely short-lived.
The things she wanted to do, all the things she did, I finally understood. Although there were speculations in the past, I can only believe at this moment that she really came to destroy the public house. From the use of Gong Yihan's death to make the two uncles forge a feud; to Jonah Gongyishan entering the mansion, step by step holding her to where she is today, all are carefully calculated.
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