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An Yisheng was exposed to the sun for seven days a year, and during these seven days, no one passed by the west courtyard.The leaves of the willow forest in the west courtyard are about to fall off, and the flowing water of the small river emits bursts of cold air. The days are getting shorter and shorter, and winter is coming.

During these seven days, Nanny An gave him the black, sticky, and smelly stuff three times a day, anyway, he was already tired of eating it, and now he doesn't feel any strange feeling.

On the seventh day, Nanny An removed the bandages all over An Yisheng's body.First, there was the pain of tearing the skin, and gradually the whole body felt like a fire. When the wind blew, it was like a razor blade. An Yisheng thought the skin was cracked, but when he looked down, it was not.

His skin is like a newborn baby, it can be broken by blowing a bullet, and it can't stand any stimulation at all.

"Hmm." Nanny An admired the naked An Yisheng, as if she was very satisfied with her masterpiece. "You're not bad luck, you didn't leave any flaws of Gu poison, from now on, you need to soak in cold water for 49 days, four hours a day, as to whether you can go or not, it all depends on your luck. "After that, she added: "It's better not to be seen by others, otherwise, the old lady will not show mercy."

An Yisheng looked at the river, where the water plants were lush and phosphorescent. He was about to put his feet in when he suddenly saw his own reflection.A naked bald head appeared in the water, An Yisheng waved at him, and the shadow waved back, but for a moment, An Yisheng was stunned.

The bald head in the water is extremely ugly, the face and head are full of bumps, why is the body peeling off so smooth, but the face is useless. "Mommy!"

Mother An heard the words and said: "The flame spider poison on your face is helpless to the old lady. If there is a destiny...forget it, the old lady also cared about her appearance when she was young. Isn't she living like this for decades?"

An Yisheng thought to himself: "This old Gu woman always leaves half of her words, there must be a way to detoxify this spider poison." Turning around, immersing his whole body in the water, he felt indescribably comfortable and smooth. "You better tell me how to get rid of the poison on your face."

Nanny An: "If it can be resolved, the old woman will never want to live her life in such a miserable state. Who knows that by mistake, she has helped the old woman avoid many enemies. Hehe, you look like this, I'm afraid your mother won't be able to recognize you even after she resurrects." you."

An Yi's business is expected, knowing that this person is lurking in the West Garden of the Bu Mansion, he must know everything about the Bu Mansion well, and it's not unusual to know something about his own background. "Mommy, don't play charades anymore, tell me the method of detoxification. If mommy is too troublesome, Yi Sheng can do it by himself, but I still hope to tell you the method."

Mother An: "You??? After your injuries are healed, the old woman will definitely tell you, but it's up to you whether you want to restore your appearance or not." After that, she picked up a fan: "Where did this thing come from?" Income."

An Yisheng: "It's a gift from Missy, it's said..."

Mother An didn't allow him to finish, she frowned, and said coldly: "This thing is of no use to you, so let the old woman take it."

"It's fine if Mammy is happy." It was just a fan, An Yisheng felt that his head was itching unbearably, it must be the attack of spider venom, so he buried his head in the water.

After several days like this, An Yisheng first felt the joy of running water, which could soothe all pain, and then it was cold and biting, like an ice pick attached to the marrow.At this time, he went ashore for a short time, until the cold feeling became shorter and shorter, and he simply did not go ashore.

A few days later, the first snow in winter came, and the river also froze.

An Yisheng stood on the snow, looking worried at the frozen river.

"Snow also has the same effect, as long as there is enough." Nanny An took out a silver bowl with a crystal snow silkworm in it.She filled the bowl with snow and went into the house.

An Yisheng found a place where the snow was thicker, dug a hole, lay down in it, and then filled the nearby snow to cover himself, leaving only a small hole for the air to escape.Then quietly carry out day after day healing.

After an unknown amount of time, An Yisheng heard a commotion.somebody is coming.

An Yisheng quickly held his breath and remained motionless. These days he held his breath underwater for longer and longer.

The male voice said: "This is the most hidden place in Bu Mansion, no one has ever been here before."

The female voice said: "I searched here at the time, and found nothing wrong."

The male voice said again: "The willow leaves that Sijin took out are only available here."

The female voice said: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely avenge you."

After finishing speaking, there was a sound of footsteps like trampling jade, probably entering the house.

The voices should be Bu Qinghe and An Hongdou, but how did they find this?An Yisheng had mixed feelings for a moment, secretly worried that they would not be discovered by Nanny An, his heart beat nervously, but at the same time he wanted to go out to meet them and tell them that he was not dead.After thinking about it, An Yisheng just lay still, trying to control his emotions. You must know that in the snow, any sound would be amplified.

Sure enough, after a while, Nurse An sent the two of them out. The two walked away on the snow without saying anything. It seemed that someone had glanced this way, only to hear Nurse An say: "The snow is so slippery. Both of you should leave as soon as possible."

Seeing the two walking away, Mother An reminded: "Don't let people discover your existence, otherwise, I will kill you all."

***

Si Jin died in autumn, and after seeing Bu Qinghe for the last time, she only said: "Miss San... Ye Zi..." and closed her eyes.

Bu Qinghe held her hand quietly until the temperature disappeared.Many years later, when An Hongdou thought of Bu Qinghe, the most memorable scene was the young girl's long-term love at that time, which made the girl in Huaichun's heart full of budding buds, and love took root, but it was a pity that it produced a sour fruit. This is of course another story.

Bu Qinghe let go of the brocade, and a golden willow leaf fell out of it.

Bu Qinghe went to Miss San that day, Bu Qingya was frightened, and cried, "I don't know anything, why did Si Jin wrong me so much?"

If it's not Miss San, then who is it? Who in the Bu Mansion can make Si Jin mistake her.

Third Miss is the youngest, only ten years old, and she is not tall enough. The person who is similar to her age is still that person: Brocade.Zhi Jin is not in the mansion, and Si Jin has never seen Zhi Jin before, so it is understandable to regard her as the third young lady.

This brocade was sent by the old lady, and no one could understand what the old lady was thinking. There were more and more mysteries about what the old lady was thinking.

An Hongdou: "Master..."

"Don't call me young master, I don't like this title, you and I are cousins, so call me cousin."

"Yes, cousin, now as long as you know where this leaf came from, you will know where the person who killed you that night came from." The two of them kept their expressions indifferent immediately, and even bought the rough woman with a load of water to stare at the brocade. For several days in a row, there was no harvest.

Zhijin didn't go anywhere, and kept to her duty in front of her eldest maid.

That can only start with this leaf.

The two of them searched all the places where willow trees were planted in Bu Mansion, but found nothing, but confirmed one thing.Is An Yisheng really dead?

Bu Qinghe read the letter, although the handwriting was deliberately imitated, making it difficult to distinguish the authentic from the fake, but it was still very secret: An Yisheng's signature is very random, it is impossible to be so regular.He once said that asking me to write these rotten speeches by Chen Ke is really against my original intention, but thinking that the predecessors devoted their lives to leaving a half-page in the diction, it is not easy to be perfunctory, so I will write these I copied everything neatly and correctly, only my name, which is my own handwriting.

An Hongdou leaned on Bu Qinghe's shoulder and cried, "He's dead."

But Bu Qinghe said: "Not necessarily, maybe it's just where he was hidden. If you really want to kill him, you will be like a brocade. There is no need to cover up people's eyes and ears like this." She wipes away tears.

During these days, An Hongdou had a lot of worries, and she was worried about her brother's disappearance. At this moment, her eyes blurred and she fainted. Xiangxiu's urgent call came from her ear: "Miss...Miss..."

The doctor said that she was worried and tired, all she needed to do was rest, and she must not distract her mind. After a while, everyone was relieved and then dispersed. Mrs. Bu asked Zhilan to bring a cup of tonic, and after a few instructions, she never came.

As a result, it was delayed for some time until the first heavy snow in winter came.

That day, An Hongdou also inadvertently heard Xiangxiu say that all the willow leaves in the west courtyard had fallen, and the small river was frozen.Mrs. Bu plans to transfer the relics of the master and great-grandfather after a while.

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is interested. I have been there before quietly. One of the three rooms is the living room of an old servant, and there is nothing at all. It was full of dust and obviously hadn't been touched in a long time.

An Hongdou did not give up, and immediately went to the west courtyard with Bu Qinghe.

At this time, the willow trees are covered with silver and jade, and are covered with glittering ice pendants. The whole world is quiet, as if in another world, not like the world.The creek was frozen, but the ice was fairly thick, so there was no need to cross the dilapidated bridge piers.

The two wanted to directly ask Nanny An to unlock the lock, but they found a snowdrift beside the river, so they stopped and looked at it for a while, and only then did they have the conversation just now.

Mother An sternly refused, no one is allowed to touch the relics of the ancestors without the old lady's will.

The two had no choice but to leave, and Bu Qinghe sneezed as the cold wind blew past.

"Are you okay, cousin." An Hongdou quickly stretched out the handkerchief, and the fragrant sleeve beside her felt something ambiguous, and secretly pursed her lips into a smile.