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Today, the dark clouds were drooping, and it seemed that it was going to rain. Chi Mei supported Li Zhuer to get off the sedan chair with an oil-paper umbrella, walked slowly up the steps of the temple, and finally hid from the rain under the veranda. Li Zhuer couldn't help coughing, her body was weak Leaning on Chi Mei.

This scene is actually quite weird, a young master leaning on his maid would feel a bit disobedient, but probably Chi Mei is stronger than ordinary women, standing still, waiting for Mrs. Li to call them in.

Mrs. Li had been in for a long time, and finally came out, glanced at Li Zhu'er, sighed and said to Chi Mei: "The eminent monk let you in."

Chi Mei nodded, vaguely guessing something, "Madam, you can rest assured."

Sandalwood incense was wafting in the room, the eminent monk was sitting cross-legged on the lotus pedestal, very young but handsome, not like a prisoner, Li Zhu'er looked up, thinking she had seen it somewhere before.

"Master Li Zhu'er, you sit down first, Chi Mei, come with me to the inner room, I have something to talk to you," said the eminent monk.

Chi Mei Yingying bowed down, glanced at Li Zhu'er, followed the eminent monk in, leaving Li Zhu'er waiting in the outer room.He touched his chest habitually. He faintly felt that he should have suffered from a serious illness before, but he couldn't remember it at all when he looked at Chi Mei, but now he felt absurd when he was alone.

But he knew that he loved Chi Mei very much, and from the first time he saw her, he felt that even though he was sick and weak, he should take good care of her.

This should be the meditation room of an eminent monk, but it is very cold. Li Zhuer looked around and saw many bracelets placed on the case table. He went to look at one of them, which had air bubbles in it, like the hands of animals. There was a painting hanging above the table in the middle. He looked closely and saw that the paint was delicate and the characters were lifelike.

The most strange thing is that it looks like a lion is painted on it, but it has antlers and snow-white fur. Just as he was about to touch it, Chi Mei came out.

It took about half an incense stick, and it looked like he had just cried, "Master, the eminent monk calls you in."

Li Zhu'er nodded, stood up slowly, and entered the inner room.

The eminent monk poured him a pot of tea, his face was gentle, seeing his inexplicable tranquility, "Mrs. Li did as I said, and found you a woman with a lotus-shaped birthmark. Chong|Hi, it seems that my prescription is very good. Okay, you can walk on the ground now, but it's not enough, I have a prescription that can make you fully recovered, would Mr. Li be willing to listen to it?"

Li Zhu'er felt a little uncomfortable hearing what he said, but the word "rehabilitation" inexplicably made him feel extremely longing, he asked, "What is it?"

"This woman's skull is a good prescription for medicine. As long as you use it to make medicine, you will not only recover immediately, but also prolong your life." The eminent monk said slowly, his gentle eyes fixed on Li Zhu'er.

Li Zhu'er felt cold all over, and was terrified by the words in each of his voices. This is not an eminent monk, he is clearly a demon monk. He just wanted to sit up, but his whole body was weak, and he continued to listen to him: "I just told her, she Agreed, she will have the last meal with you tonight, and then drink the poisonous wine, it is up to you to let her drink or not."

Li Zhuer's limbs were numb, and the Zen master didn't know how to get out until he was wet by the drizzle. Chi Mei ran over to hold an umbrella for him, but he waved it away and shouted in the rain: "He is a demon monk, How can you listen to what bastard he said!"

Chi Mei cried and said: "Young master, I told him not to tell you, only if the young master is alive, I have hope. He said that the young master can't live for seven days, and I don't want the young master to die."

"If you're dead, what hope is there? If you leave before me, I won't live alone." Li Zhu'er roared, getting drenched all over, and grabbed Chi Mei's hand, "Promise me, live well, As long as I am with you even for seven days, I will die without regret."

Li Zhuer caught cold and lay on the bed looking at Chi Mei who was sobbing, "I will tell my mother about that demon monk, don't go to see it again, auspicious people have their own destiny, my life is up to me, how can he say how long he will live?" Just a few days to live."

Chi Mei cried and nodded, took Li Zhuer's hand and kept nodding.

The two held hands to see, but finally Chi Mei said: "Master, I promise you that I will not commit suicide."

Chi Mei went to prepare food, Li Zhu'er coughed for a while, her chest was tight, and she thought of her own mother inexplicably, and as expected, the big maid in Mrs. Li's room ran over, "Master, it's not good, Madam...Madam... ..."

Li Zhu'er was startled, and couldn't help panicking, "Don't worry, just speak slowly, what's the matter?"

"Madam has been bedridden since she came out of the temple. When I was serving just now, she spit out a big mouthful of blood. Young Master, go and have a look."

Li Zhu'er was anxious, so she ran to Mrs. Li's room without putting on her coat. She really saw Mrs. Li's face was ashen, without a trace of anger, leaning against the bed sickly, and when she saw him coming, she cried: "This is the I want my mother's life."

"Mother..." Li Zhu'er was startled, and held her hand without knowing what to say.

"My mother knows that you don't want to part with Chi Mei, so please ask the eminent monk to put a gu on you. Mother and Chi Mei can only live together. If Chi Mei lives tonight, you will never see your mother again," Mrs. Li said like Withered, "Don't blame mother for being cruel, who am I doing this for, Zhu Er, mother and your father are just such a child, mother doesn't want you to have trouble, so if you insist on keeping Chi Mei, mother will fight So is this life."

Li Zhu'er was heartbroken, "Mother, did you have to look for the person with the lotus-shaped birthmark because the lotus leaf and the lotus flower on my body share the same destiny?"

A common fate means that the two have a similar fate, and the two can save each other, break one and save the other.

"Pearl, she was just bought by my mother from the street market, and she didn't do anything in Indonesia on her deed of sale. If you like it, how many women will you choose in the future?" Mrs. Li didn't answer his question, but Li Zhu'er knew that this must be the case, and it was because of this that Chi Mei's aura could be consumed to allow his body to recover, and it was because of this that she could use her life to complement his life.

"Mother, I know, I will make my own choice." Li Zhuer bowed and saw the bright blood-red thread on Mrs. Li's wrist. It was a Gu. What his mother said was true. If Chi Mei doesn't die tonight, she will die. Invisibly, Chi Mei's death has saved the lives of both their mothers.

But what did Chi Mei do wrong? She just fell in love with Li Zhuer, she just strayed into a bustling world, and now that the bustling has not yet been seen, should life be spent?

Li Zhu'er endured the nausea in his chest, and when he walked halfway, it began to rain. The rain came quickly and quickly, until it poured down. His hair was soaked, and his clothes were stuck to his body. Every step seemed to weigh a thousand catties. He couldn't let his mother die, but he couldn't let Chi Mei die either.

These two are his favorite people.

Li Zhu'er was very nervous, and when she returned to the room, she saw Chi Mei's smiling face, "Master, why are you in the rain?"

She came over eagerly and wanted to take off the clothes on Li Zhuer's body, but the next moment, Li Zhuer held her hand, and the eyelashes were full of rain, but he didn't blink, and said, "Chi Mei, you have to live well." go down."

Chi Mei was startled, and then said softly: "Didn't I promise you, I will live a good life."

"No, it's a long life, a long life, you may fall in love with other people in the future, and other people will love you, but this person is definitely not me," Li Zhu'er said choked up, suffering from pain along the way. Feng Han felt sore in his heart, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, he wiped it with a handkerchief, and facing Shang Chi Mei's anxious look, "Promise me."

Chi Mei was already in tears, "I promise you."

"I'm a little cold, go get me a dry dress." Li Zhu'er said.

Chi Mei nodded, wiping her tears with her sleeves, "Young master, go to the stove and have a roast, you'll have dinner soon."

Li Zhu'er nodded and smiled, although her face was pale and her hair was soaked, she smiled gently, "Yes."

Chi Mei turned around, and suddenly, Li Zhu'er took her hand, the breeze blew in, the weather outside became colder, her fingers were colder, even colder than his.

Chi Mei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said softly: "Your lotus is missing a lotus leaf, I will draw it for you."

"Master..."