Lose the lights and spend another night

The lights were like beans, and the Shen residence was quiet.

Because the adult was worried about Yingsheng's illness, he decided to go to the ancestral hall to pray for Yingsheng for one night.

In the dark night, a black figure came to the door of the lady's room and knocked on the door.

Madam opened the door and saw that the person who came was a little maid, so she let her in.

"Is that mute really going to take care of the eldest lady?" After closing the door, the madam opened her mouth to ask.

The little maid nodded, "Mrs., yes."

Madam pondered for a moment, then continued: "Let her take care of it, Sheng'er's illness is really serious, you must remember to take care of her, don't let the illness spread to other courtyards."

"Yes, ma'am." The little maid nodded again.

"Okay, here is your reward." Madam squinted at the hanging money on the table, "Pay attention to me these few days, don't pass the dishes and chopsticks used by the eldest lady and the dumb to the kitchen. Get a bucket of water every day and let the mute wash it by himself." After a pause, she continued, "There is no need to wash the clothes that Sheng'er changed, they are all burnt clean."

"Yes, ma'am."

"You go back."

The little maid nodded and left the room.

Madam waited for the little maid to go far away before closing the door, walked to her dressing table, took out a paper bag from the small drawer, moved it closer to the candlestick and carefully burned it clean.

"Sheng'er, don't blame your mother for being cruel. If your mother was still alive, she would probably plan these things for you." She remembered that when she asked for these powders, the man said that these were from The pimple skin scraped off the person who died of smallpox, as long as it is rubbed on the clothes of the person, it will make that person get smallpox.

If there is no Shen Yingsheng in the Shen family, her Yan'er will be the only daughter of the Shen family, and adults can't see Yingsheng, and they won't let Bai Shengniang go, at least for the rest of their lives, she can melt into the hearts of adults.

If Shen Yingsheng's fate is high, many acne marks will inevitably be left on her face, and Shen Yingsheng, a talented girl from Lin'an who is disfigured, will not have a good marriage proposal in the future.

As Yan'er's mother, let her do these sinister things, just hope that her Yan'er can climb into a good family in the future, such as Cao Feng, the servant of the Ministry of punishment.

Madam will bury this secret forever and not let anyone know.

Although the lord was in awe of Madam's treatment, he still acquiesced.After all, everyone knows that smallpox is terrible.A Sheng'er is already like this, if there are a few more smallpox in the mansion, I'm afraid the imperial court will come and seal the whole Shen mansion, so it's always good to be careful.

So, every day, maidservants bring new clothes to the door of Yingsheng's room, put them down, and leave every day, and every day, there are servants who carry Yingsheng's clothes from far away to burn them.Even the three meals a day, the boy put down hastily and ran away.

The eldest lady that everyone loved in the past has now become the eldest lady that everyone fears.

Since the doctor came once or twice, the adults invited the doctor again, but the doctor was always prevaricating. After all, this kind of disease really cannot be cured by medicine stones.

Therefore, except for the decoction according to the prescription, no doctor came later.

I have seen through the indifference of high-ranking and wealthy families very early on, and I understood it clearly when I was in the Bai Mansion. I just didn't expect that the Shen Mansion, which I still feel warm, is no different from ordinary people.

Every time I think of this, I feel inexplicably distressed for Yingsheng, seeing more and more small pimples on her face, and less and less waking time, the fear in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

I was afraid that one day I would never be able to wake up again, and I even began to blame myself, why did I hide from her for a month, why did I waste the short time with her?

"Yi... Sheng..." I called her over and over again with difficulty, I just wanted to let her know that I was waiting for her to get better, waiting for her to smile and talk to me like usual.

Until my throat was so hoarse that I couldn't make any sound at all, my Yingsheng was still murmuring unconsciously, "Itchy...cold...so cold...Huanxi...I'm afraid...so afraid..."

I held her hand, kissed her palm gently, and wrote on it - don't be afraid, I'm here.

"itch……"

Yingsheng pulled her hand out of my hand, wanting to scratch the pimples on her face, I hurriedly grabbed her hand first, clasped it tightly, moved closer to her face, and gently blew those small pimples smallpox.

If it is scratched, it is no different from disfigurement.

Although I have never had smallpox, I have seen those who survived smallpox have many bumps on their faces. People often tease them and say that they have pockmarked faces.

How sad would she be if Yingsheng was cured but got such a name?

How could her proud temper bear such grievances?I only need to think about it to know how sad Yingsheng will be.Therefore, I would rather make her cheeks sore from blowing, than let her scratch her pimples and make her look disfigured.

"Huanxi...Huanxi...Huanxi..."

I heard her raving again, I didn't go to see her, I just knew she must be itching badly, so I blew a little harder.However, she didn't know that she was actually awake. She squinted her eyes weakly and fixedly looked at me. The corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, as if she was afraid of breaking the beauty of this moment. Blowing pox.

Yingsheng, get better soon, okay?

She has been waking up and falling asleep these days. There are too many times when she squints and falls asleep. I didn't think much about it. I straightened up and looked at her. I put my hand on her forehead to see if she was still hot?

I have never seen her dying like this. This glance easily touched my heartstrings and made me ache.I couldn't help but leaned over, kissed her lightly on the forehead, stroked her pale cheeks, and stared at her distressedly - when the eldest lady left, she was also so pale, I was afraid, really afraid .

Tears welled up from my eyes, and I didn't dare to shrink my hands to wipe them away, for fear that if I withdrew my hands, Ying Sheng would scratch the pimples on my face.I could only wipe my tears with my arms on the side of my face, so as not to think so wildly, I told myself that a girl like Yingsheng is so strong, she must, yes, she will definitely get better.

Night after night passed, and the hotness of Yingsheng's body gradually subsided, but the pimples on his face were swollen one by one, and they didn't seem to dissipate in the slightest.

My lord finally used his authority to force the doctor to come again. The doctor asked about Yingsheng's situation from afar. After I wrote it truthfully to the doctor, the doctor made the final conclusion.

"The fever has subsided, but it's only temporary, maybe it will flare up again."

The lord asked urgently: "Then Sheng'er's life is still in danger?"

The doctor shook his head and said: "I can't tell. Those who got this disease all came back after walking around the Palace of the Underworld. Looking at the face of the eldest lady, he must be a blessed person. The old man will prescribe another prescription. I hope The eldest lady is blessed and destined to break through this gate of hell."

The lord nodded quickly and said, "Doctor Lao is here." After he finished speaking, he looked at me, as if he noticed my thinness, and the lord's eyes became more distressed, "Huanxi, can your body still hold up? "

I nodded heavily, how could I fall down before Yingsheng?

The lord sighed deeply, besides me, I really don't know who else in this family would treat Ying Sheng so wholeheartedly.

"Order the kitchen to order more delicious dishes for Miss Yi."

The only thing adults can do is these.

I gratefully bowed to the lord.

"It's good to take care of Sheng'er...and it's good to take care of you..." The lord sighed deeply, and then led the doctor out, and the maid waiting outside hurriedly closed the door, for fear of leaking out his sickness.

When only Yingsheng and I were left in the room, I opened Yingsheng's palm, and with my fingertips around the small pimples on her palm, I wrote softly—Yingsheng, you will get better, won't you?

I know she can't answer me, but as long as Yingsheng can feel my company, I believe she can be stronger.

The eldest lady's favorite poem back then was from Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret" - wishing to be a lovebird in the sky, and Lian Lizhi in the ground.

If Yingsheng lives, I will live, if Yingsheng leaves, then I will accompany her too.

Anyway, apart from Ying Sheng, I have no attachment in this world.

Thinking of this, I lowered my head, smiled softly with tears in my eyes, and slowly wrote this line of poetry in her palm—I wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and Lian Lizhi in the ground.

Yingsheng's fingertips trembled slightly, I knew she must want to scratch her little pimple again, so I hurriedly blew the little pimple on her face, but met her pair of watery eyes.

"Huanxi..."

She called me suddenly, her voice was not as vague as in the past, she pursed her lips and smiled, looked at me for a moment, and caressed my cheek with distressed hands, "I can hold back... you rest... I know... my face will be very sour..."

I smiled and shook my head, indicating that I was fine.

"I thought...you would never talk to me..." After she finished apologizing, she fixed her gaze on me, "I'm really scared..."

I shook my head again and scratched the tip of her nose lightly.

She smiled brightly, raised her hand weakly and scratched the tip of my nose, "You treat me better... I will be reluctant to leave..."

I shook my head seriously, grabbed her hand seriously, and wrote slowly—no nonsense.

Yingsheng smiled and shook her head, "I'm not talking nonsense... Huanxi... I really miss you..." After a slight pause, she seemed to promise, and said word by word: "Grandpa Yan Wang wants to I stayed with him...I didn't promise him...I just want to...depend on you..."

With tears in my eyes, I lowered my head and wrote in her palm—as long as you get better, you can stay for as long as you want.

"A lifetime... okay..." Tears welled up in Yingsheng's eyes, twinkling and twinkling, full of longing.

How could I be willing to lie to her?

it is good.

I nodded heavily, even if this kind of unethical feelings cannot be tolerated in this world, even if I can only accompany Yingsheng as a dowry in the future, I will never regret it.

Just for you, get well soon.

The author has something to say: Update~ everyone, don’t worry, Yingsheng will definitely get better~