Ding Jiying's face suddenly changed when he heard Lu Qiuyue asked about Jiang Chun's news; he hurriedly concealed his inner panic with a forced smile, and said if he didn't care: "Not yet, I think he should leave the capital! Qiuyue , you don’t need to worry too much, in fact, the lack of news is good news, which means Jiang Chun is fine now."
Lu Qiuyue raised her face, tears welling up in her eyes, "Really?"
Ding Jiying looked at her with obscure eyes, feeling an inexplicable sadness in his heart; he bit his lip lightly, turned his face away, and said nothing...
During this time, Lu Qiuyue's eldest girl Caiming always felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the house.
The family members and girls in Ding's house seemed to be whispering in private, with a mysterious look; but when she approached, everyone immediately stopped talking and walked away like a plague god, with stern expressions on their faces. Very uncomfortable.
Doubts arose in Caiming's heart, and when she grabbed a girl and asked what happened, the girl's eyes wandered and hesitantly refused to tell her. I asked several people in a row and it was the same.
Full of doubts, Caiming told Lu Qiuyue her confusion.
Lu Qiuyue frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition filled her heart. She asked Caiming to continue to pay attention to what was going on in the house.
On this day, Ding Jiying was chatting with Lu Qiuyue in the room. Suddenly, his close family member Ding Xin came in excitedly and said to Ding Jiying: "Second Young Master, the Second Young Master of the Marquis's Mansion would like to ask you to come over and have a talk."
"What's up?"
Ding Xin said: "I heard that the young lady of the Marquis's residence is happy, and the second master He is very happy!"
Lu Qiuyue was stunned for a moment, "Princess Huanyu?..."
Ding Xin said with joy, "That's right. Now the whole house of the Marquis is full of joy, and everyone is busy celebrating!"
Lu Qiuyue had a variety of emotions at the moment. She lowered her eyes silently, her long eyelashes covering the complicated and unclear emotions in her eyes, and was speechless for a long time.
Ding Jiying looked at her worriedly and said, "Qiuyue, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Qiuyue said feebly: "It's nothing. Since Mr. He sincerely invites me, you should go quickly, lest others wait in a hurry."
Ding Jiying responded and hurriedly followed Ding Xin.
There were only two people in the room, Lu Qiuyue and Caiming. Caiming whispered: "Miss."
Lu Qiuyue looked out the window blankly and murmured: "People say that 'lovers will eventually get married', are these words all lies? He Chengqi and Princess Huanyu, Jiying and me - obviously not People who love each other just end up together; but what about those who truly love each other?..."
As she spoke, her vision blurred. Jiang Chun's shadow flashed in his tearful eyes.
Ever since she got married to Ding Jiying, she has been filled with sorrow and depression all day long. Sometimes all she calls out at night is Jiang Chun's name.
Fortunately, Ding Jiying was open-minded by nature and didn't care about this; he loved her deeply and was considerate of her in every possible way.
That time, just for her, Ding Jiying actually contradicted her father, Ding Jinzhi, which angered Ding Jinzhi and provoked a ruthless whipping.
For this reason, he lay on the collapse for more than half a month. Lu Qiuyue was very sorry; but Ding Jiying said affectionately: "As long as it's for you, I'm willing to die..."
At that moment, Lu Qiuyue burst into tears.
Thinking about Yun Yan's past, Lu Qiuyue couldn't help but sigh.
Caiming said: "Miss, are you thinking about Mr. Jiang again?"
There was deep confusion in Lu Qiuyue's eyes, and she smiled bitterly: "So what, is it useful?"
Caiming said: "So don't think about it. In fact, that's how it is in a person's life. Love, hate, hatred, glory and wealth are just passing by. Why bother with being so persistent? It's better to let go of the past grudges and grudges. Just go with the flow and spend this boring time leisurely day by day."
Lu Qiuyue said numbly: "Maybe what you said is right..."
At this time, there were footsteps outside the door, and Xiu Ming led Mrs. Ding's girl Xiaocui in. He said that Mrs. Ding had come to see Caiming for something. So Caiming followed Xiaocui to Mrs. Ding's room.
There was nothing important, just some trivial matters. After Mrs. Ding finished explaining them, before leaving, she also asked her to take good care of the daily life of the second young master and the young lady, and never make any mistakes.
Caiming agreed repeatedly.
Seeing that nothing happened, she withdrew.
When passing by the back garden, I saw two family members in the house, Ding Yi and Ding Cheng, looking sneaky and whispering something in the distance.
Caiming's sparkling eyes turned. Her previous experience made her more cautious, so she stepped lightly, quietly walked around the two of them, and slowly approached them through the cover of flower branches.
Just listen to Ding Yi say: "To tell you the truth, are you really interested in that girl Xiaocui?"
Ding Cheng said anxiously: "What did I lie to you for? If I can't see her for a day now, I won't be able to eat or sleep."
Ding Yi glanced at him with half-smiling eyes, "What about her?"
Ding Cheng said: "My intuition tells me that she likes me too."
Ding Yi rolled his eyes and said, "Stop being so sentimental."
Ding Cheng said: "How can you be so sentimental? I believe that if I am in love with her, my lover will eventually get married."
A disapproving smile appeared at the corner of Ding Yi's lips, "Lovers will eventually get married? Are you stupid? You still believe this nonsense? How many real lovers can become lovers? Let's not talk about the distance, it's just in our house. Our young lady and her old lover..."
Ding Cheng turned pale in horror and said: "Keep your voice down, if others hear it, then we two can't afford to go around in circles! But then again, this matter is indeed tragic enough, a good pair of mandarin ducks, It was torn apart like this!
"What's even worse is that Lu Qiuyue has no idea how many days have passed since Jiang Chun's death. She is still waiting and hoping foolishly, and is still innocently immersed in the dream she weaved and cannot extricate herself. How pitiful! ... …”
Ding Yidao: "Jiang Chun died unjustly, and Lu Wenzheng was really cruel! On the surface, he looks sanctimonious and looks like a gentleman, but in fact, he is a hypocrite with a kind face and a cold heart - alas. , this is called knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing the heart!”
Ding Cheng's eyes widened in horror, with an expression of disbelief, "Isn't it right? I heard it seemed like the poison was administered by Xu Zhi..."
Ding Yi's narrow eyes became distant, and he said calmly: "So this is Lu Wenzheng's brilliance. That Xu Zhi is actually just a scapegoat..."
Caiming felt her ears roaring, as if something had enveloped all her hearing, and she could no longer hear the rest of the words...
She staggered, rushed back to Lu Qiuyue's room, and recounted everything she heard incoherently.
Caiming's trembling voice was like a thunder, reaching Lu Qiuyue's ears, and her face immediately turned deathly gray; at that moment, her mind went blank.
She grabbed Caiming's hand tightly, her nails almost embedded in Caiming's flesh, and murmured: "Impossible, impossible..."
Before she finished speaking, her delicate body collapsed limply.
Caiming was shocked, and hurriedly held her with both hands, shouting: "Miss! Miss!..."
Ding Jiying came back from Lord Hou's Mansion and heard about Lu Qiuyue and hurried over.
Lu Qiuyue was lying on the bed, her beautiful body as empty as a dead tree without any life. The huge stimulation and despair about the future made her despair and her spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Her face was as pale as paper, and she asked in a tone that was as cold as freezing and unquestionable: "Tell me, what is going on with Jiang Chun?"
Ding Jiying knew that everything could no longer be concealed, so she had no choice but to lower her head and tell her what had happened. Finally, she looked up at her and said with a choked voice: "Qiuyue, listen to me, actually..."
The look in Lu Qiuyue Rongrong's eyes was almost numb, "Don't say anything anymore. Go out and let me be quiet..."
Lu Qiuyue was silent for three days. Ding Jiying stayed by her side untiedly, her eyes turning red.
Three days later, Lu Qiuyue finally struggled to climb up from the collapse and told Ding Jiying that she wanted to take a look at Jiang Chun's grave.
Ding Jiying was a little embarrassed, but finally agreed to her, and asked cautiously: "Let me go with you!"
Lu Qiuyue nodded silently.
Ding Xin reminded Ding Jiying whether he should talk to the master.
Ding Jiying asked back: "If the master knew about this, would he still let us go?"
Ding Xin said: "Then what if the master finds out in the future and blames me?"
Ding Jiying sighed and said, "Let's talk about it later."
In front of Jiang Chun's tombstone. Lu Qiuyue has white flowers on her temples and is dressed plainly. White paper money is flying all over the sky, like thousands of dancing butterflies.
With tears in her eyes, Lu Qiuyue softly chanted:
"Near the cold rain, the grass grows luxuriantly,
The wheat seedlings and wind grass reflect the embankment.
You must remember a good year,
When it’s most orange-yellow-orange-green…”
In a daze, it seems that I have returned to that beautiful and bright spring five years ago. In the back garden of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice, there were all kinds of reds and purples, and a pair of lovers were talking to each other under the flowers, murmuring.
Lu Qiuyue raised her head, and she seemed to see Jiang Chun walking towards her with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but whisper: "Jiang Chun, Jiang Chun, I'm here..."
With infinite yearning, she opened her hands and rushed toward him.
Ding Jiying was standing not far away. Seeing that the situation was not good, he couldn't help shouting: "Qiuyue!..." He rushed forward to stop her regardless of everything.
It was a little too late, Lu Qiuyue's forehead had hit Jiang Chun's tombstone, she slowly opened her eyes, and seemed to see everything in front of her turn into brilliant red.
In the red sky and earth, she saw a person's shadow shaking in front of her eyes, and couldn't help but whisper softly: "Jiang Chun, is it you?...We can finally be together..."
Ding Jiying hugged her tightly and said with tears in her eyes: "Qiuyue, why are you doing this?"...
Like the dust and smoke of a dream, it never disperses from the eyes in the wind,
Years pass by in a hurry, but the charming appearance cannot fade away.
Love and hate are endless, I can't keep the moment of leaving,
A promise for a thousand years is a fate that cannot be broken.
The joyful face is hard to leave, the floating clouds cover my eyes,
The sad song in my heart can never be finished in one song,
The heroic spirit and tenderness are sent between heaven and earth,
What was once prosperous is gone in a blink of an eye.
The vast world of love brings many sighs when we meet,
How can wealth and ordinaryness be transcendent?
I want to fly to the sky and see the vicissitudes of the sea,
Asking everything in the world, who can change it?
——Excerpted from the song "Like Dream Dust" sung by Ye Fan
