Chapter 179: in case

As the night darkened, the white candles were jumping with bleak candlelights, and the same pure white gauze tents hung down, reflecting the two graceful figures inside.
Xie Qingyao is a girl, and she doesn't need to guard at night. When the time comes, Xie Yinlou ordered someone to help her down, and Jiang Si slept with her tonight.
Whether it's Xie Qingyao or Jiang Si, they haven't slept on the same couch for a long time.
Jiang Si listened to Xie Qingyao turning over like a pancake, and his heart was also suffering.
She couldn't open her mouth to explain the truth to her friends, so she could only make up her mind silently and do her best to help the Xie family brothers and sisters.
This is the price of her indiscretion.
Rebirth turned out to be a double-edged sword, and she was just an ordinary girl who died so miserably and miserably in her previous life. How can we be sure that this life will be the best?
Jiang Si said sorry to Xie Qingyao countless times in the bottom of her heart, and every time her friend tossed and turned, it seemed like a sharp blade ran through her heart.
Unforgettable uncomfortable.
Jiang Si closed his eyes and didn't move, and the people beside him suddenly sat up and raised the bed sheet.
She opened her eyes and looked at Xie Qingyao, with a soft voice: "Qingyao, can't you sleep?"
Xie Qingyao sat hugging the quilt, clutching the thin silk quilt with both hands, and big tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Jiang Si sat up and put his hand on Xie Qingyao's shoulder.
"Asi, I can't sleep..." Xie Qingyao's shoulders trembled slightly, and his voice choked. "When I closed my eyes, I thought of my father and mother. For a while, my mother was covered in blood, and for a while, my father fell down suddenly. I dare not close my eyes—"
Jiang Si lightly patted Xie Qingyao on the back: "It will pass, trust me, it will pass."
Xie Qing was stunned and wept. "Asi, I don't understand. My father only accepted two common rooms when my mother was pregnant. This is very common among other people. He did not spoil his concubine. My wife did not neglect their children. She was enthusiastic about her relatives and friends, and treated her children generously. My mother is also a virtuous person, but why did they die? What did they do wrong?"
Xie Qingyao hid his face and wept bitterly.
Outside the window is a cluster of plantains, the leaves of plantains swaying slightly as fresh green in the moonlight.
A majestic big dog listened to the crying from the window with ears erected. The expression on the dog's face was very rich.
The Yongchang Boss's funeral was crowded and mixed, and it was easy for Er Niu to get in.
"Asi, why on earth? Why?" Xie Qing murmured.
She didn't want to get an answer from Jiang Si, but the sudden disaster made this innocent girl unable to accept the fact that her parents passed away until now, and she wanted to find a reason.
Jiang Si finally couldn't help but said, "Qing Yao, it's all my fault, I can't help you."
Xie Qingyao's light brown eyes moved, and looked at Jiang Si in a daze, "Asi, what did you say?"
Jiang Si tried his best to control the urge to escape, staring at Xie Qingyao's glass-clear eyes, and frankly said: "The damselfly didn't plan to do it now, because she heard that her uncle suffers from dream walking disease and chose to do it at this time. And uncle was diagnosed with dream walking disease because...because I reminded you to pay attention to uncle's body..."
Jiang Si became more guilty as he spoke, and his fingers turned white as he pinched hard: "Qing Yao, I can't hold you back. If it weren't for me to talk too much, my uncle and aunt would not die—"
Xie Qingyao listened silently, forgetting to move his eyes.
Jiang seemed to say this, but there was a kind of ease of falling to the ground.
If Qing Yao hated her, she would admit it, at least she couldn't accept the trust and gratitude of the other party at ease.
After a while, Xie Qingyao blinked his eyes and recollected: "Asi, what does the death of my parents have to do with you? If you follow your statement, then I shouldn't trick my mother into asking my father for a doctor. Even more shouldn’t bring the damselfly into the mansion because of greed, and the person who spread the story of his father’s dream-acting disorder to the damselfly’s ears.
"But Qing Yao"
Xie Qingyao shook his head and stopped Jiang Si from continuing to say: "Asi, although I am sad, but I am not confused. There are so many if there are so many in this world. If I blame myself, I know that the most thing is the damselfly, who is in charge. One of them is a murderer with a heart like a poisonous scorpion, and the other is a ghost who leads people to the abyss. They are the most damnable."
Jiang Si opened his mouth and was speechless.
What Xie Qingyao said was not wrong. If she didn't know the completely different ending between her previous life and this life, she would not take the responsibility on herself.
"Asi--"
"Ok?"
"It would be fine if a couple in this world only have each other for the rest of their lives, don't you think?" Xie Qingyao hugged his knees with his hands around his knees, staring in a daze at the moonlight that spilled in through the thin cicada-winged window screens.
If that were the case, her parents would surely grow old together and have a family full of children.
"Yes." Jiang Si murmured, his thoughts drifting away.
At that time, she had become a concubine of the Seventh Prince.
At that time, Yu Qi turned his face and said that no one could serve her alone, so how could he deal with other women? Let her die as soon as possible, don't make him angry.
After listening to the ironing in her heart, she did not believe it.
He even coaxed to marry her. As for the others, how could she believe it completely.
Sometimes when I think about it, it's normal for them not to come to the end. They concealed a lot of things from each other. From the beginning of the marriage, they carried too many things. Even if she did not die tragically, I am afraid that everyone will not be happy.
Xie Qingyao slowly lay down and said softly, "Asi, if I don't meet such a person in the future, I won't marry, I'm afraid..."
Xie Qingyao was indeed too tired, both mentally and physically, when she vented her emotions, she soon heard even breathing.
Jiang Si stared at the top of the tent blankly for a while before closing his eyes.
The next day, Jiang Si opened his eyes first and saw Xie Qingyao still asleep. He gently shook his head to the maid who came in to wait for the washing, "Let the eldest girl sleep for a while, or else I can't stand it."
Xie Qingyao, as the only girl in Yongchang Bo’s House, has to kneel in front of her parents’ spirits to welcome guests who come to mourn during the day. sharp.
After freshening up, Jiang Si sat on the embroidered pier on the side of the bed, thinking about her heart, and suddenly heard a soft noise from the window.
Jiang Si slowly turned his eyes to the window, smelling a familiar smell.
Second cow?
Jiang Si almost subconsciously glanced at Xie Qingyao who was still asleep, and walked to the window and gently opened it.
The fresh air rushed over, with the smell of morning dew.
The big dog had two front paws on the window edge, looking at the mistress pitifully.
Erniu is hungry.