Die Meng Wencai

It has been raining every day recently, Liang Shanbo and Zhu's brothers and sisters went back to the south of the Yangtze River with General Xie, Yiren sat in the room embroidering her wedding dress, and hardly went anywhere except the Buddhist hall, but the sister-in-law would bring her nephew to accompany her for a while , and Xinlian is the same, talk, eat tea, or do needlework together.

"Miss, this..."

Seeing that Hanxiao presented a small box, Yi Ren shook his head helplessly.

She hadn't seen Wang Ningzhi since the engagement was made. She heard that he had moved to his military governor's mansion and officially took up his post. He was busy getting familiar with the folk customs and military affairs of Guangzhou every day.Although he still has the opportunity to come to the mansion often, he can't see her, and Ziqiao has become the person who helps him pass on "Lovesickness".Every time she reads the letter, she feels more confused and worried. She hides these letters in a camphor wood box. From the day she promised him, she decided to forget the past and cherish his feelings.

The bright red strawberries delivered yesterday were accompanied by a crooked poem, "The pulse of the desert is light and cold, and the drizzle is lingering."Take a boat ferry and step into the berry fields.Embellished with red and green, soft and sweet.In the spring of the coming year, try something new with your son. '

Because of his pleading, my father agreed to put the marriage in February, which was less than a month. If I think about it, my father was afraid of having long nights and dreams. Once the Wang family repented, it would be bad for her reputation.

"What did you send today?"

Seeing Hanxiao's troubled face, she couldn't help becoming curious. When she opened it, all the smiles on her face froze. Inside was a fan pendant made by herself. Because the parting time was too short to make fine ones, only sandalwood beads and indigo were used. The color thread is knotted with a fringe.

"How dare you send me this?"

The pain buried deep in her heart attacked fiercely. She suppressed the illness last time, but this time she took advantage of the situation to counterattack. She only had time to yell at Hanxiao before coughing violently.

"Miss, don't be like this, you know your mistake with a smile, so why don't you give it back to him?"

"Also? Cough cough...cough, he's coming?"

"Well, the master didn't let him see you, so he found me, and I scolded him severely on behalf of the lady, but..., it's just that Ma Tong said that his young master fell and bruised his head, so that's why he found me. won't remember."

"What did you say?"

She and him are really "love but no destiny, no fate and no relationship". At that moment, he actually lost his memory, God is destined!Everyone didn't tell her, Zhu Yingtai didn't tell her, Liang Shanbo didn't tell her. He must have thought it was because of her, right?They all felt that Ma Wencai had a bad temper and was not a good match.

"Miss"

After coughing and coughing, she finally vomited blood. Unlike before, she felt her body getting lighter and lighter, and she looked like a bystander and called for a doctor with a panic, then hugged her on the bed and cried into tears people.He reached out his hand to comfort her, but it passed through her shoulder without any hindrance, and he thought in horror that he was dead?She really was going to die at his hands.

'Well, get ready for the funeral. '

'I'm sorry, the old man can't do anything. '

'This lady's life is over'

Every doctor said something similar, which meant that she was doomed, and her mother was out of breath for a long time. Sister-in-law and Xinlian were all crying together, and even the maids around her were sobbing non-stop.

At this time, she saw the face she had been thinking about all this time. She didn't expect to see it only after the yin and yang were separated. Marvin didn't change much, but the curves on his face became tougher and more masculine. With an expression of pain on her face, she would still feel distressed, but she floated around but couldn't return to her body, maybe her life was really over.

"Ma Wencai, it's you again, who allowed you to come in? Someone, drive him out."

It turned out that Wang Ningzhi was angry like this. Yiren saw it for the first time, with a cold and determined face, but seemed to be suppressing the anger like a volcano, watching Wang Ningzhi approaching the bed step by step, and touching her face.No one stopped him from getting close to her, because he was her fiancé. Although he might have entered this yard according to etiquette, the whole family liked him from top to bottom. The always picky mother always smiled when she mentioned him. I identified this uncle.

"Yi'er, you just scared me, right? We will get married soon, and I will definitely accompany you. Don't you like that sea? I will accompany you to watch 'Drunken Fish'..."

His appearance made her feel extremely sad, but she was powerless to comfort her.

The cherry blossoms in the yard next door floated over with the wind. Is she now like the countless fallen flowers, never going back to the branches? She is not afraid of death, but feels that she still has regrets in her heart.If she could live, she would definitely not break his heart anymore, but if she made him work so hard, even if there is an afterlife, he must be tired and don't want to be entangled with her anymore.Even if she can look back, she must tell him that she actually has some affection for him. At the moment of parting on the streets of Jiankang, his reluctant eyes have actually touched her heartstrings. Playing around and staying with each other bitterly, and then chasing after thousands of miles to Guangzhou, no woman would not be moved, and her heart is not made of stone.

"Do you regret it? You have finished playing with such a good body."

this sound?

I only heard it when I was traveling, but after so many years, my memory is still fresh. I can immediately think of it when I hear it. Looking at the handsome face in front of me, which is elegant and has no traces of time, I don’t have the mood of fighting for breath back then. Because everything in front of me is caused by myself, in that fashionable saying, it is called 'if you don't die, you won't die'.

"How did you come?"

"What are you going to do if I don't come?"

"What should I do? Destiny comes from cherishing, and desirability is not forced."

"You woman, are you stupid for reciting sutras? You are so old and you don't have a brain. If you hadn't kept giving up and giving up, would you have come this far with Marvin? Really."

Looking at a certain great god who was filled with righteous indignation, Yi Ren suddenly thought of a question.

"I want to ask, is it because of Ma Wencai that you asked me to come here?"

There was no answer, but the twinkle in someone's eyes was almost a tacit acquiescence.

"What about him? How innocent is he? Why involve him?"

"You recruited him yourself. What does it have to do with me? It's because you don't have the skills. People who travel through time can hook up with Ma Wencai in minutes. What about you? You recruited a bunch of useless peach blossoms. You said you provoked What did Liang Shanbo do? Now that Liang Zhu's marriage is gone, are you happy? You also broke up the marriage between Xie Daoyun and Wang Ningzhi."

The person in front of her was full of hatred, which made Yi Ren feel as if she was really useless and heinous. She turned to look at Wang Ningzhi. If she could do it all over again, she should avoid him, right?

"I ask you one thing."

"Want to be resurrected? It's impossible. Your body has been exhausted by you. How long can you last with internal strength?"

"Help me erase Ma Wencai's memory, otherwise, with his temperament, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life."

"No need, what you owe will be paid back one day."

"It's so fragrant." "Yes, look, there are so many butterflies, so many!"

She saw countless butterflies flying in her yard with her own eyes. Because the fragrance disappeared and her life died, a life like a dream came to an end, but how would she pay back what she owed?

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The article has come to an end here, it can be regarded as the first part, and the second half will not be uploaded for the time being. Although there are already manuscripts, there are not many.

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