bright moon goes west

"She...does she know?" Zeng Jinrun finally lowered his noble head and asked this sentence almost tremblingly.

Fei Qiong looked at her with pity.

Zeng Jinrun lay helplessly on the ground, as if she was in a death sentence, the mental pain even far exceeded the physical torture, she closed her eyes in embarrassment to prevent the salty liquid from dripping out of her eye sockets.

Too!Cui Heng'e has a seven-aperture exquisite heart, how can she not see her thoughts.In vain she thought she covered it up so well, in those boudoir days in the past, she always regarded herself as the eldest sister in front of Cui Heng'e, and now she just thinks about it and feels ashamed.

Falling in love with his half-brother, what a dirty mind!How despicable she is!However, knowing the taboo, she couldn't control herself. The warm smile on the man's lips, or even just a look, made her obsessed. For so many years, she always pursued and waited carefully, even though she knew that he would never belong to I still can't extricate myself.

It's ridiculous, is it true that the blood of the Shen family in Xuancheng has the magical power to make people live and die for it.Cui Heng'e is, Zeng silently said yes.

Back then, the two prostitutes of the Shen family, the eldest daughter Rong Niang was extremely beautiful, like a peony that overwhelms the country, green and quiet, light and deep in red, elegantly called the crown of flowers, and everyone in the city was crazy.The Cui family in Wancheng is the head of the northern Zhili family, but the eldest son of the Cui family is infatuated with her, and he would not hesitate to fall out with his family because of her, and he has no second choice around him till now.

The second daughter, Hui Niang, has a charming and lonely appearance like an orchid in an empty valley, with a plain heart that cannot express joy or anger, and the wind and dew can smooth her spirit, her beautiful face is bright, and the paper window attracts the soul of fragrance.The eldest son of the Zeng family in Lincheng stopped his wife and remarried for her. In order to win Shen Huiniang's heart, he even adopted his only daughter to a brother in a side branch.

The two daughters of the Shen family were sought after by thousands of people in the whole of Northern Zhili's sons and daughters, but who would have thought that these two sisters were deep-minded people, with a reputation that spread far and wide, so many beautiful girls with dead bones.

Zeng Jinrun knew from a young age that she was not Xiao Wufang's own flesh and blood, but her nominal parents were actually her clan uncle and clan aunt. She hated Shen Huiniang. Without her, her biological mother would not be three feet white. Hanged from the beam in the bedroom.

When she was a child, she used to look at that woman from afar. She always had a dewy and melancholy demeanor. Even though her biological father tried to please her in every possible way, she still didn't even owe Feng a smile. Her cold and ruthless father, In front of this woman, she is as humble as a dog, and she has always dismissed her.

But Shen Huiniang is very kind to herself.

When Zeng Jinrun stepped into the Zeng family's main house for the first time when she was seven years old, Shen Huiniang took her half-brother to fly a kite on an open grass field in the back garden.Her younger brother was only four years old, and he was born with pink makeup and jade carvings, as good-looking as a fairy boy under the lotus seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

After learning her identity, Shen Huiniang, who has been stingy with even a smile in front of people, used a snow-white silk handkerchief embroidered with dragonflies to lift a white jade cake in the shape of a bunny on a pastel lotus-patterned plate with gentle movements. He put it in her palm, and then gently touched her head, his lonely eyes were full of pity for her, and the smile on his lips was as soft as a cloud in the sky.

When she was young, she took a bite of the white jade cake, and the sweet red bean paste flowed out of the soft and glutinous yam paste, just like the woman's gentle and reserved smile, and she stared blankly at the woman in front of her.

She was wearing a sky blue silk dress, sitting on a stone bench in the garden.In the distance are white walls and black tiles, upturned eaves, a verandah extending from the left and right of the Moon Cave Gate, red lacquered columns, carved and painted paintings, and light gauze and embroidered curtains hanging like fog.Nearby is the mountain stone flower platform, where flowers such as peony, peony, red maple, nantianzhu, plantain, and Xiangfei bamboo are arranged in a staggered pattern with twists and turns.

Her soft skirt hangs down on the green grass, and the butterflies embroidered with gold and silver double thread are about to fly away... There are many deep courtyards, pink walls and flower shadows, the woman sits leisurely and alone, her beautiful eyes are pitiful, half smiling, surrounded by Xia Qianchun Dark, red light green thick, set off a weak texture, few clear shadows.

The resentment in her young heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. Shen Huiniang didn't love her father, so her resentment seemed so powerless.And her father and mother are ridiculous and sad.

As Jin Run grew up, her eyes always fell on that half-brother.That child was born very much like Shen Huiniang, her biological father never bothered to look at her more, but her father was responsive and loving to that child.At first she was jealous, jealous of what she wanted, which the child could easily get.Gradually, this feeling of jealousy changed, and her eyes became more and more inseparable from that boy.She watched him grow up from a small child to a handsome young man.

On those sleepless nights, she always had him in her heart, and even in her dreams, it was his warm smile.

But in the young man's eyes, only the cousin of the Cui family in Wancheng, the pearl of the Cui family, is slender and elegant. Her snow-skinned lips not only have her mother's charm and glamour, but her eyebrows and eyes imply her aunt's beauty. It has already revealed the allure of the future.Standing together with his cousin, she was like a match made in heaven.

Zeng Jinrun went crazy with jealousy, but such a dirty mind was just a kind of blasphemy to him.She guards the love of one person, knowing that it is against ethics, but she is still deep in it.

Marrying into the Zhang family at the age of 16 was a great relief for her.The road ahead is boundless, but her heart is still.As a result, just a year after she got married, the Zeng family was destroyed by a military disaster, and her life in the Zhang family became like walking on thin ice.

Kneeling in the cold ancestral hall, serving her aunt's sick bed day and night, and staying alone in the vacant room every night, she didn't think about her future life. , and even gradually embarked on a dead end for him!The past is always repeated, and I have become a shameful and sad person like my parents.

The past is full of light and flavor!Zeng Jinrun withdrew from her childhood memories, her cold and haughty gaze became fragmented, as if in front of Cui Heng'e, she was always in a mess and had nowhere to hide.

On a small tea table in the dressing room, Fei Qiong re-brewed a pot of coffee, the steaming water vapor covered her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, leaving only the lingering aroma of coffee, rich milk aroma and sugar cubes in the room The sweetness, with a hint of bitterness that cannot be resolved.

Fei Qiong picked up the coffee cup, the thin milky white porcelain body was covered with gilded rose patterns, she brought the rim of the cup to her lips, and the aroma of coffee spread on the tip of her tongue, more bitter than sweet.Fei Qiong raised her eyes, quietly looking at Jin Run who was in tears, there was neither sadness nor joy in her pair of apricot eyes.

"Because of you, Juxuan died. No matter how much love you have, the eldest lady will not let you go. Even if the cousin is born again, if you attack our lady, the cousin will not forgive you."

forgive? !Zeng Jinrun's laugh was bleak, she didn't need that person's forgiveness, as long as she could think about him silently and hear his words from others, that was enough.However, God wants to deprive even this point. She has gained so little in her life, not much joy, and all she swallowed in silence is bitterness. Fei Qiong is right. The reason why she hates Cui Heng'e is because Zeng silently Just love her!

Fei Qiong's gaze was as clear as water, but the temperature in her eyes was colder than snowflakes: "Miss Jinrun, you have always known about your dark thoughts. It's just that my cousin has always felt sorry for you, and our lady has tried every means to make up for it. For you. She is open-minded, her heart is like the moon, and she always treats you with sincerity, and has never changed. Miss, she can still think about what the young man thinks and worry about the young man. What about you? You have the love of the young man. love?"

Fei Qiong bent her lips, the yellow light shrouded her white face, and there was a dark light in her eyes that Zeng Jinrun couldn't understand. It seemed sad and self-deprecating: "In your eyes, there is only One once said silently, but in the eyes of Mr. Biao, there is only one Cui Heng'e in the world."

Zeng Jinrun was shocked by her seemingly endlessly sad eyes, unable to speak.She lowered her head and smiled wryly, saying she loved her silently, she just felt that the young man was too lonely in the ground, if Cui Heng'e really loved him, shouldn't he be accompanied by life and death?She pursed her lips sadly, if she could be by his side, she would be willing to wade through even the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Fei Qiong sighed lightly. The once radiant woman, with the gentleness and beauty of a young girl in her frown and smile, has probably been swallowed up by the increasingly serious demons. Instead, she seemed to crawl out of hell. Under the glamorous skin is a soul full of maggots.Feiqiong only felt pitiful, hateful, and pathetic.

Fei Qiong closed her eyes, she didn't think that the gentleman who was as gentle as the wind and the moon was still alive in this world, but finally died in her memory.

"On the day my cousin left, the young lady was pregnant and poured down a bowl of abortion pills, and it just disappeared. The young lady watched the pots of blood being brought out with her own eyes. They didn’t stay. In the snow and ice, the cinnabar plums in the plum grove bloomed overnight, and the bright red petals were as bleak as blood, like the lump of unformed flesh and blood. From then on, Miss never saw the cinnabar plums again. Miss Jinrun, your sadness is not the only one that is called sadness." Fei Qiong's flat voice contained endless pain, and it had been so long, but the rich blood in the room seemed as clear as yesterday.

When Fei Qiong mentioned this memory, she was telling Jin Run and that person.If... If... There was a sad smile on her dark face, and she looked out of the window. The night was so dark that even the sound of insects could not be heard.Fei Qiong was waiting, waiting for a conclusion.