sunset fever

Ms. Lin's Choi Pa Church

Chen Gongzi lost his mind in illness

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After preparing a new consultation room, Yan Xiu returned to Nanpu Hall.

Green branches fluttered on the street, it was a sunny afternoon, the wind slipped in from the window, it was also hot, there was herbal tea on the table, Yan Xiu was taking a nap while arranging prescriptions, and there was a good singing voice in his ears, singing lightly: "... After the light rain, the little lotus turns. The pomegranate blossoms are about to bloom. The jade basin clears the spring with slender hands. The Qiongzhu is broken but round. ①"

Yan Xiu woke up suddenly, his face almost fell on the table, he turned his head to see, the young man was standing in the clear light, he was tall, with broad and flat shoulders, smooth and black hair, wearing a dark coat made of gray-blue gauze, Suddenly he leaned forward, naturally bent his legs and half-kneeled, resting his chin on Yan Xiu's knee, and forcefully clenched his hands.

The song hadn't stopped yet, maybe it was a girl singing, but Chen Bizhen said, "There is no cool place here."

"Then you go take a bath." His body was also a little wet and uncomfortable, Yan Xiu wanted to hold Chen Bizhen's hand and stroke his hair, so he wanted to take it out, he ordered in a low voice.

Xiao Tanqing called "Master" loudly, and the door of the consulting room was pushed open. The woman, with her round belly in pregnancy, said with concern, "What's wrong? I've called you for a while."

After sleeping on the recline for a while, his neck was sore, Yan Xiu raised his red eyes, and after a while he came back to his senses, and replied: "I didn't hear that, I fell asleep."

It was Mrs. Du who came, playing a round fan, and someone followed her. Xiao Tanqing went to make tea with the staff, so Mrs. Du sat down at the table and said, "Zi Luo, look, Tanqing is about to give birth. I brought Miss Lin today, you young people, it's always good to get acquainted with each other."

The girl at the side was dressed lightly and was covered in expensive jewels. She was tall, with almond eyes and eyebrows. She was not thin and weak. Her cheeks should be plump. She nodded at Yan Xiu and said, "Young Master Yan, I'm sorry for bothering you."

"It's okay."

Xiao Tanqing got some tea and went out again. Mrs. Du wiped her sweat with a handkerchief and said, "You should know that Miss Lin's father is in Fushan and Yongzhou. You have something to talk about. "

Lin Hongruo sat comfortably, without restraint, her black eyes were shining brightly, she said: "I am also studying medicine, and recently I worshiped a master who practiced medicine."

"Now, Ziluo can teach you." Mrs. Du smiled.

This Lin Hongruo probably has a meticulous and noble heart, so she doesn't smile when she looks at her. She is wearing a blue gauze skirt and a small blouse, her hair is pulled up in a beautiful bun, and she has a pointed face, very beautiful.

Lin Hongruo said: "I hope to learn something from Mr. Yan. My father bought a new house nearby. It is cool and airy, so he came here to escape the heat. We will settle everything some other day. Please come and sit down."

"You're welcome, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

Mrs. Du made it clear, and Yan Xiu also understood, he didn't think there was anything annoying about Lin Hongruo, she was born in a wealthy family, elegant, decent, and sensible.

So we can be friends.

Yan Xiu has done divination for Chen Bizhen several times, and what he can perceive is always confusion and predicament, which cannot be spied on, and is a long parting; originally he wanted to go to Chunqi Mountain and ask Ye Shengzi for help, but because of too much panic and fear, he has not yet. can do it.

When Lin Hongruo and Mrs. Du said goodbye, the sunny day suddenly suppressed the cloudy clouds, and the wind blew wildly, shaking the luxuriant tree crowns, and letting the warm air flow caress everywhere.Get into the human breath.

Xiao Tanqing still didn't want to be idle during her pregnancy. She came in to pack the tea set, and then she heard Yan Xiu behind her and asked slowly, "What do you think of Ms. Lin?"

The porcelain cups were touched lightly on the plate, Xiao Tanqing bit her lower lip, and after a while of silence, she replied, "She's not bad."

"My lord," Xiao Tanqing turned around holding the plate, looked at Yan Xiu at the table, she breathed a little irregularly, and said softly, "I'm just a maid with short knowledge, so there's no need to ask about such important matters."

"You always have your own opinions, and it's not a bad thing to talk about," Yan Xiu lowered his head and put away the papers on the table, with the sound of thunder in his ears, he said, "There are always things that people can't forget, and so do I, so I will It hurts, and nothing makes sense."

Xiao Tanqing felt that she understood, and asked, "Miss Mei?"

"It's not her. It's someone I met in Yangjing. We like each other, or I like him more. He probably died later, maybe."

A thunderbolt broke the silence, and then, the rain fell like pours.

"Maybe now is a good time." Yan You came in from the outside, his body was a little wet, he came to the table, lit the candle, raised his eyes, and said, "Brother, you said you wanted to tell us."

Yan Xiu didn't answer anything, he felt sad, and he didn't want to mention those anymore. It has been more than four months, and the incident is still the same. He went out from the consulting room to see the rain in front of the shop, but he was standing by the threshold. , picked up a white silk handkerchief, embroidered with green ghost needles, and covered with some plaster.

It was probably Lin Hongruo who fell behind.

Yangjing is completely different from Fushan. No matter how hot and dry the day is, there will always be a few gusts of cool wind blowing at night. Chen Bijie walked through the city and arrived at a small street in Dongshi. A few peaches.

On the door of the shop is "Xi Sha Zhai", and there are two lanterns on the left and right. Chen Bichen came to the place selling cosmetics for no reason. When she turned her head, people found a strange mass of birthmarks on her face, and the eyes hidden in the birthmarks were as bright as the moon.

This is not a simple encounter, but a bitter reunion after many days of separation, Zhong Huashu is a little dazzled, finally there is someone who is always looking forward to in that frame of scenery that has not changed for many days.

Chen Bizhen had already stepped up the steps. He stood still and asked, "What are you selling?"

"Don't do business, wait for your son."

Chen Bichen gritted his teeth, seemingly sad, but also angry, and said softly, "I don't know whether I should ask, but I know that you sent someone to shoot the arrow that was almost fatal that day."

The fake birthmark was like a haze, swallowing up the joy in Zhong Huashu's eyes, she walked slowly towards Chen Bizhen, and answered him: "Indeed."

"you should not--"

"You must forget him."

Chen Bizhen was still surprised at the reunion, Zhong Huashu let him stand, went to close the door of the shop by himself, and continued: "This place is considered safe, I know, they will definitely attack you and me, so, be careful , the room is ready for you, you can stay here."

Zhong Huashu was still the same, accidents and failures failed to break her down, failed to reassure her, she was domineering, and a bit gloomy and cold.

Chen Bizhen said: "Even if I die, I will never forget it."

With the coolness of the night wind in her palm, Zhong Huashu did not hesitate, and left a crisp palm on Chen Bichen's cheek. Her teeth trembled, and with tears in her eyes, she said: "A cowardly monarch who lost his throne and The lives of many people are now only hanging on their mouths about their unrequited love."

Chen Bizhen's cheeks were hot and painful, he looked away and said nothing.

"I hit you for the first time," Zhong Huashu took a deep breath and locked the door from the inside. She sighed again and said, "I should hit you more times."

Both of them seem to have no warmth, Zhong Huashu is not an old person, but she still has a lot of stubbornness; she went to the backyard to prepare some dinner for Chen Bizhen, but the smell in the room was too strange, making Chen Bizhen dizzy heavy.

It didn't take long before I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was dark and there was only a little light, which was probably a stick of wax on the table. In this small wing room, even the windows were not transparent, and the food was on the table.

Chen Bizhen yelled wantonly: "Zhong Huashu! I never offended you!"

There was no sound outside, maybe it was early in the morning, maybe it was midnight, a moment later, there were rustling footsteps, and a voice came: "If your father is still here, he will definitely pass out because of your stubbornness. "

"I am willing to bear all the criticism, which does not mean that I will become a slave or a plaything."

"I am your mother."

"It's true that you gave birth to me. If you gave birth to me to destroy me, you don't have to save my life." Chen Bizhen raised his leg and kicked the door, but it was still useless. Wen Suyue set up an array and really cursed me to death! I can choose to be the emperor, so I can naturally choose the Zen position. What is wrong with my liking? Have you really never had someone you love?"

Chen Bizhen beat on the reinforced door, scraping his joints to pieces.

Only now did he realize that he had never seen Zhong Huashu thoroughly at that time. He thought she was just domineering and selfish, but now, he added extreme violence and paranoia.

"This is a good house. It's in the shade. It won't be stuffy in summer. I'll prepare food for you and use it. Sometimes the door is open, so you can walk in the yard."

Zhong Huashu spoke slowly, as if these were unimportant. The incense she burned made Chen Bizhen tired all over, and he couldn't use his strength.

"How did you become so unreasonable?" he asked.

Zhong Huashu replied: "It's not about reason. The Yan family is an enemy, and Yan Ziluo is a remnant. You shouldn't be with him... Really shouldn't. It's a long time for you to reflect. Wait until you figure it out before talking about other things." .”

A fair face in the night, the birthmark was temporarily removed, Zhong Huashu stood under the stars, she was silent, her eyes were red, and before she gritted her teeth, she covered her face with a round fan.

Waiting for the autumn wind to hit, and the weather to cool down, some trees lost their leaves for dozens of days, and some trees were still green.

Yangjing is always in a bustling area.

Chen Bizhen was still ill. He was hot all over and shivered from time to time. He spent nearly five days in a coma. Zhong Huashu sat in the room with his eyes open and wept, watching the autumn rain falling outside the door.

Now, Chen Bichen was terribly weak, the corners of his lips were dry and cracked, his face was unhealthy white, and because of the fever, his uneven red color was exposed, he started to convulse, started to twitch, and pressed his hands on his painful heart, his face wrinkled stand up.

Zhong Huashu brought the porridge, and it took another two days for the rain to stop.

Chen Bichen didn't wake up until two days later. He coughed badly, opened his eyelids, rolled his bright eyes, and said softly, "Mother..."

"Here, I am with you."

The two looked at each other, Zhong Huashu lost a bit of indifference, but exposed excessive panic and worry, Chen Bizhen's eyes were slow, he blinked, swallowed a mouthful of saliva that did not exist, then got up, took the cup, and swallowed it in one go Lots of water.

The sun sent a few ray of soft light, spreading on Chen Bizhen's face, he stretched out his hand to return the cup, and suddenly asked slowly, "Where are we?"

Note: ①From "Ruan Langgui Early Summer" by Su Shi in Song Dynasty

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