Ci Jinzhi

  Chapter 63 Darkness

  Zhou Ningyue saw Zhou Mu who had fallen to the ground, and exclaimed, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

  She ran over quickly, her face turned pale all of a sudden: "Mother, are you injured? What's going on?"

  Father Zhou scolded his daughter with a cold face: "Don't yell in the middle of the night, what will the neighbors think when they hear it?"

   "But my mother is hurt." Zhou Ningyue lowered her voice, crying.

   Zhou's mother stood up with Zhou Ningyue's support, and comforted her daughter in a gentle voice: "Mother is fine, it's just a little burning pain, just apply some cooling ointment and it will be fine."

  Father Zhou swept away the startled servants, and said in a deep voice, "Chun Ya clean this place up, and the others go back to sleep, there's nothing wrong."

   There are not many servants in the Zhou family, a porter, a cook, a maid, and a servant who does rough work.

  Chun Ya was the only little maid. After listening to the master's instructions, she packed up. The other three didn't dare to ask more questions, and went back to the house in silence.

   "Yue'er, you should go back to the house too." Father Zhou looked at Zhou Ningyue who was about to cry.

  Zhou Ningyue didn't move: "I'll put the medicine on my mother before going to bed."

   "No, go to sleep." Mother Zhou stroked her daughter's hair with her uninjured hand, her voice was gentle, "Be obedient."

  Zhou Ningyue looked at the pain-bearing mother, then at the frowning father, finally nodded, and walked to the west wing.

   "Go in." In the Rumo night, Zhou's father's cool voice came.

  The courtyard gradually fell silent.

  Beside the woodpile, Xin You remained motionless, with a storm in her heart.

   What is the meaning of the conversation between Zhou’s father and Zhou’s mother?

   Zhou's mother said that she killed Queen Xin, and the paper money was burned for Queen Xin.

   Queen Xin...Xin You...

  No matter how amazing the guess is, when all the information is put together, it will naturally surface.

  Her mother seems to be the Empress Xin that Zhou's mother said...

   Xinyou didn't care about digesting the storm-like emotions, and moved lightly to the window of the main landlord's house, listening with the cover of the clump of plantains.

  The light in the east room was on, and the woman's breathing sound could be heard from time to time. It should be Zhou's mother treating the burn on her hand. Beyond that, there is silence.

   It wasn't until a while after the lights were turned off that the couple's conversation sounded again.

   "I know you are uncomfortable, but you also think about our family, think about Yue'er, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you must take it to heart, and don't do this kind of thing again in the future."

   "Zhou Tong, don't you feel guilty at all?"

Zhou's mother's emotions were not resolved because of the accidental injury: "You said that the one who has not given up looking for the empress for many years has been vacant in the middle palace just waiting for the empress to come back. In the end, she sent someone to kill her. The Queen's life... If I had known this, I shouldn't have told you that the woman I met on the way to Beijing seemed to be Queen Xin..."

"What's the use of saying this now? I'm just a small family. How do I know that my superiors planned it this way? Can I not report such a big thing? It's the one who wants to kill, and the one who kills is Mr. He, if you fight with me, if there is any news, can we have a good end?"

After saying so much in one breath, Zhou Tong's tone softened: "Susu, even if you don't think about me, you also think about Yue'er. Although our family is not rich and powerful, we also raised Yue'er as the apple of our eye. Don't you think so? To bear to see her suffer, even—”

   Zhou's mother seemed to be persuaded, so she didn't say anything more.

   Zhou Tong heaved a long sigh: "Go to sleep, and forget about it when you wake up. Our family is in the capital, and better days are yet to come."

  Mother Zhou remained silent.

   After that, Zhou Tong didn't speak anymore, and after a while, he started to snore slightly.

  The wind blows the plantains, and apart from snoring, there seems to be faint sobs.

  Dark clouds drifted across the sky, covering the bright moon, and the yard became pitch black.

  Xin You got up slowly, moved her numb legs, and stumbled towards the courtyard wall.

  The girl who was standing in the darkness and raised her head slightly, realized for the first time that the walls of Zhou's courtyard were so high that she jumped up and fell down for the first time. Fortunately, she didn't make any movement.

  Xin You breathed slowly, exhausted all his strength to mobilize his disobedient hands and feet, climbed up the wall again, and jumped out.

  The long street was empty and silent, and it was endless darkness. The girl in black walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, as if stepping on the mud.

   I don't know how long it took, but eyes adapted to the darkness finally saw the outline of Qingsong Bookstore.

  The sleeping bookstore was no different from other houses, but the girl whose expression was frozen blinked slightly.

  A light in the east courtyard was still on for her, and Xiao Lian quickly opened the door when she heard the knock.

   "Girl—" The following words came to an abrupt end when she saw Xin You's pale face, and Xiao Lian became flustered, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

  She had never seen a girl so distraught!

   "Xiao Lian." Xin You called out.

   "Speak, girl." Xiao Lian felt tears in her eyes, and her palms were sweaty in panic.

  At this moment, she realized very clearly that the girl had already become her backbone before she knew it, and she was her confidence in facing various situations.

   "Xiao Lian, get me some hot water, I'm a little cold, I want to take a bath."

   "Okay, okay, you wait."

  Xiao Lian quickly prepared the hot water, and Xin You immersed herself in the big wooden barrel, with only her shoulders exposed.

  Xiao Lian's eyes fell on her shoulder uncontrollably.

  The skin on the shoulders is like snow, and the drop-shaped red birthmark is particularly vivid.

   This is the basis for Xiao Lian to be sure that the person in front of her is not her girl, but at this moment, looking at the girl shivering in the bathtub, she feels that she overlaps with her girl.

  It turns out that when a girl is sad and helpless, she is the same as an ordinary girl.

   "Xiao Lian, you go out, I want to stay by myself for a while."

  Xiao Lian hesitated to speak, but finally said yes, and silently backed out.

  Only herself was left in the small room, Xin You blinked lightly, let the tears fall and fell into the hot water.

   There was warmth in all limbs, and the rigid mind began to turn slowly.

  She knew from a young age that she had no father.

  Mother said that her father was a poor boy, and they started from scratch and created a large family business. But her father changed his mind after he became a local rich man. He promised to be a couple for the rest of his life, but he secretly raised several outer rooms. When his mother found out, he even had children.

  Niangqin was disappointed and took her personal servant girl away and gave birth to her.

  When she was growing up, her mother asked her if she wanted to go to see her father. If she wanted to go, she would not stop her, but she flatly refused.

  She doesn't want such a father.

  Now she knows that her mother in the Jingchai cloth skirt is the Empress Empress, and her wealthy father is the current emperor.

  Her father betrayed her mother more than ten years ago, and killed her mother more than ten years later.

   And Mr. He who helped her many times, and Mr. He who likes to read quietly, was the knife that slashed at mother.

  What absurd truth this is.

  Xin You sank into the water, crying silently.

   Everyone read the title of the book, Jin Zhi, Jin Zhi, Jin Zhi! Are you just reacting now? In the past few days, my child suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized. I hope that the manuscript can hold up. I will also try my best to use the gaps in the code words and strive for continuous updates. A few days ago, the second child had a high fever, and he barely slept for two or three nights. The biological clock seemed to be affected and he suffered from insomnia until three or four o'clock every night. There are old and young, and life is filled with fixed trivialities and various emergencies. It seems that because of this, I have long loved the free and pure work of codewords. Thanks for meeting you.

  (end of this chapter)