Huazhi still has not given up the idea of marrying Sima Ying. She is taking medicine every day, drinking the extremely expensive Qufeng and Badu Decoction, thinking that one day her appearance can be restored. However, ten years later, her condition is better than before, but not much better.
Mrs. Yu still felt sorry for her daughter, so she sold the restaurant owned by the wealthy boss, bought the shop opposite Prince Sima Ying's Mansion, opened a Luofang Tea House, and asked someone to write her daughter's poem on the wall. Ordinary people just laugh it off as being arty and don't care about the meaning of this poem at all. No one has even read this poem carefully.
The sky is filled with bright red flowers, and the spring water of the Shu River is splashing across the mountains.
The face fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
In order to deceive others, Mrs. Yu pretended to be a tea lady, with silver hair, a few big red flowers, thick makeup on her face, dressed up gorgeously, and hawked her tea soup while clapping her hands and chanting. The hard-earned money earned every day was used to buy soups and medicines for Huazhi, and she cooked bowls of them for her to drink.
Huazhi never got over her sweet tooth. She also learned how to make steamer cakes in Longxi, so she guarded the big wooden barrel of steamer cakes every day and sat at the door of the teahouse, watching Sima Ying come in and out, which made her feel even more sad.
After Jia Nanfeng was deposed, Sima Ying took charge of all the affairs inside and outside the palace. She was busy coming in and out every day, and many nobles and dignitaries came to visit her. At this time, he was completely different from the young man in the palace, and also completely different from the young man who was the king of Shu. As he grows older and expands his scope of power, his heroic appearance and the appearance of a proud dragon are the dreams of many Jin women.
Only half a year later, news came out that Sima Ying was going to marry another wife, and she would marry a wife and a concubine at the same time.
After Huazhi heard the news from the chat of tea guests, she remained silent and sat at the door of Luofang Tea House all day. It was not until dusk when a red lantern hung at the door of Prince Sima Ying's Mansion that she spoke hoarsely. He said to Mrs. Yu, "Mother, are there any more fragrant cakes?"
Mrs. Yu immediately understood what Huazhi meant, and nodded to show that even if it didn't exist, she could make it quickly. The Luofang Tea House's bone-in-flavored roasted chicken is extremely famous. Among the spices used to marinate the roasted chicken are the herbs needed for the fragrant pancakes, which can cover up the aroma.
According to the requirements of the Beijun Palace, on the day of Sima Ying's wedding, all the shops opposite the palace were closed for one day to prevent danger. Huazhi, the one who bought the rice cakes, was sitting at the door of the teahouse again, wrapped tightly, looking at Sima Ying in a daze with a spring breeze on her face.
Because she wanted to marry two brides, Ms. Yu specially arranged for the cooks and waiters from the restaurant to go out. One deliberately squeezed in the crowd to sell sweet potatoes, and the other picked up dung and stood on the shore to watch the fun. The only purpose was to cause trouble and make everyone When she was distracted, she quickly flicked the lit small fragrant pancake in through the small window of the sedan chair or the moment the sedan curtain opened.
It only takes a moment for a small fragrant cake to burn to produce a large amount of poisonous gas. After the bride inhales it in a closed space, she will die before she has time to react, and no clues can be found. Because after the sedan curtain is opened, the fragrance will disperse, and others will think it is caused by the bride's fragrant powder.
Her martial arts skills were excellent, and in order to practice her precision, she ordered tea at the teahouse every day so that her arms would not shake and her eyes would be sharp.
After the two brides died, Sima Ying's reputation as a "wife-killer" spread even more widely, and people who came to the teahouse to drink tea would talk about it every time they chatted. Mrs. Yu felt very happy after hearing this, but Huazhi became silent day by day.
Because she vomited a lot of blood when she saw Sima Ying opening the sedan curtain that day, her face was pale and she was very distressed. Looking at Sima Ying's mouth shape, she was still saying: "Yang bleat, I am really a wife." .”
With the heavy snowfall in Longxi, Qianghuo, a medicinal herb, has become hard to come by. Now I am taking medicine to maintain my condition, and my body can still move, but my mouth and eyes are crooked, and my saliva always flows out uncontrollably. If she stopped taking the medicine, her limbs would be paralyzed, and she would be in unbearable pain but unable to move.
Living has become very difficult, and marrying Sima Ying is an unfulfilled dream in the world.
Soon, the guests in the teahouse said that the current emperor loved his younger brother and couldn't bear the name of being a slave to his wife. He would give the queen's maid to Sima Ying as a concubine, and she would send it to him on the Lantern Festival.
The emperor is a foolish man and acts recklessly. Whatever he does, the people have no choice but to say it as a joke. But the listener was interested, and Mrs. Yu asked Huazhi: "Is it interesting for you to sit like this every day?"
Huazhi didn't answer her.
Mrs. Yu ignored Huazhi and continued to make poisonous little fragrant cakes. She waited for the sedan chair to arrive and looked for an opportunity to make a move. Her obsession is: If you don’t marry my daughter, I will make it impossible for you to have a wife in your life.
As usual, the cook was arranged to sell sweet potatoes in the crowd, and then took advantage of the chaos to flick the burning small pancakes into the sedan chair. Afterwards, just like every time after she succeeded, standing in the crowd of onlookers and watching Sima Ying turn pale when she saw a bride with a ferocious face and a terrifying death appearance, this was also her happiest moment.
But this time, she unexpectedly discovered that the woman Sima Ying was holding was her daughter Huazhi, whose appearance had temporarily recovered.
Huazhi could no longer answer any questions because her body had become cold. How did the flower branches get into the sedan chair?
This question can only be answered by the boy Huizhu brought here.
Huazhi knew that her mother Yu would definitely kill her bride, and she thought so in her heart. However, the scene where Sima Ying vomited blood always came to mind, and her heart became very painful. This pain continued to amplify, so that she often couldn't hear others talking and was in a daze.
Even when the teahouse was closing one night, a woman who was rushed over hurriedly grabbed her clothes and said she wanted to buy some rice cakes for her little son, but she didn't even react. The woman was probably anxious, thinking that Huazhi didn't hear her, so she rudely took off Huazhi's thick cotton hat, exposing her crooked mouth and nose.
The woman was stunned, and so was she.
It had been a long time since she had taken off her hat. She had put on a cotton hat just after summer, and the new boy had laughed at her for a long time.
The cold wind at night in Luoyang was really cold. When the knife was cut on her face, she didn't feel any pain. Perhaps because it was in the dark, she didn't put on her cotton hat immediately. She even stood at the door of Sima Ying's palace with this appearance, looking at the red lanterns hung on the closed black door. It's swaying and very festive.
