The cold wind blew, and his face became icy, then the heat melted it, and his cheeks became wet.
He stretched out his hand to brush it away. Was it water droplets?
No, it's snow! It's snowing.
On the coldest day of the year, snowflakes finally fell from the sky. They were small, crystal-like ice that melted at your fingertips.
The snow was falling gently, and because it was afraid of being contaminated by the filth of this world, it turned into patches of water stains as soon as it fell to the ground.
The corner of Ye Wumian's eyes felt cold, and a snowflake melted right there.
In the courtyard, there was a weak cough, and Lin Yuzhui's voice came over: "Is it Amian here? Help me up quickly."
The smile on Ye Wumian's face became stiff and ugly.
When he saw Lin Yuzhui slowly walking out, he stood alone in the light snow. The loneliness all over his body is just like some vaguely confirmed guesses that cannot be concealed.
Lin Yuzhui invited her into the small hall of the courtyard.
He didn't even remember how he got in. He only knew that the head was very heavy and difficult to lift. When he lifted it up, the sickly look on Lin Yuchai's face was already in front of him.
Both sides sat down.
Lin Yuzhui was silent for a while. As free-spirited and outspoken as she is, it is rare to have such a moment of silence.
Ye Wumian couldn't wait for her to formulate her words, so she suppressed her sobs and said, "Miss Yu Zhui, where is my young lady? Her?..."
The word "she" was pronounced for a long time, but he didn't say any more words after that. He really couldn't say it. I'm afraid that if I speak out, I will break down emotionally, burst into tears, and arouse suspicion.
Lin Yuzhui nodded and said, "Yes, as you saw today, Sister Xiangzhu is married to the grandson of King Ji."
After hearing the news with his own ears and confirming it, Ye Wumian finally fell into the cold and despairing abyss.
He wanted to grab something, but he couldn't grab anything.
I want to light a candle, but there is no trace of fire in the dark world.
"I."
His heart ached sharply, and there seemed to be something sweet in his throat that surged into his mouth. He swallowed it quickly.
He was afraid it was blood. But on a cold and gray day, it’s not convenient to use blood red as a contrast.
"you."
Lin Yu was surprised when he saw his strange behavior. He coughed violently for a while, and there was a "rumbling" sound in his throat, which was obviously due to accumulation of phlegm.
Chan Yi quickly brought a spittoon and asked her to clean up the foreign matter in her throat. Lin Yuzhui clicked hard several times, spitting blood-streaked phlegm into the spittoon.
"Miss, your cold syndrome hasn't healed yet, why don't you go and rest first, and let me talk to the Amian Heroine?" Chan Yi advised her with distress when she saw her appearance.
"No." Lin Yuzhui took a few deep breaths, panted and coughed, and a sickly flush rushed to his face. "My illness is certainly caused by wind and cold, but in the final analysis, it is also because of Sister Xiangzhu and Tan. Mansion! If I don’t tell Amian clearly, I will definitely not be able to get better."
It was as if I couldn't hear her words during the sleepless night. My heart was heavy, just heavy, so heavy that my body felt empty.
Except for a heavy heart, the liver, intestines, lungs and spleen were all gone for a while.
"Amian, why did you bring Sister Xiangzhu to Tan Mansion two months ago? Come on, come on, come on! But why did you leave her without saying goodbye? Why did you, Go without her? She has already begged you like that, why are you still indifferent. You are a woman, and like me, do you really want to be a hero? "
Lin Yuzhui coughed, staring at him with complaining eyes, and asked a series of questions, followed by several "whys". His voice was weak, but each word went straight to his heart.
Yes, Luo Xiangzhu almost had her heart cut open in front of her face, but why did you abandon her?
You thought you were a hero and left, but those who stayed behind were not cowardly either.
Ye Wumian's body trembled, and his lips were dry. A line of hot tears burst out of my eyes.
Lin Yuzhui questioned him with a phlegm in his throat: "Okay, you didn't say a word and left without saying goodbye. Grandma fell ill again and fell unconscious. Xiangzhu is living in this cold Tan Mansion without you. With her grandmother, who can support her anymore? How can she control her destiny?
Qian's order made Uncle Tan soft-hearted and reluctant to follow his advice. Xiangzhu became the price tag of the Tan family's rapid rise. Political marriage has never been the fate of an official's nephew, but Xiangzhu had no choice but to fall into a fate that was not hers. "
There was a blur in front of my eyes, which was caused by the tears that I wanted to shed but couldn't.
Ye Wumian wiped it hard.
Chan Yi put a mink velvet coat on Lin Yuzhui and advised, "Miss, you have a rest first, but you can't say that to Uncle Tan."
Turning to look at Ye Wumian, he said: "Nvxia Amian, the reasons behind this are very complicated. My young lady felt uneasy and a little excited. What she just said was just a glimpse. Don't be sad. Let me explain it to you slowly."
She was lost in memories, and after organizing some words, she said: "Two months ago, probably on the second day after the Beginning of Winter, a group of Jinyi guards entered the Tan Mansion aggressively, intending to capture Miss Xiangzhu and torture her."
Ye Wumian sobbed and listened to her quietly.
"The leader said that after Jin Yiwei's various actions and verification, uncle Luo Fanxi's crime of colluding with the rebels during his lifetime has been confirmed. Now according to the law, his daughter must be implicated."
Chan Yi smiled bitterly and said: "In our impression, Uncle Luo Fanxi is just a businessman. He does business as usual. How could he collude with the rebels? So we didn't believe it at the time and raised questions. Uncle Tan has an official status, and his wife has money. She is also the daughter of Qian Qianhu, Jin Yiwei did not dare to neglect, but she also said it with certainty. Not only did she say that "using the invitation in the name of Luo Fanxi as bait, she easily captured Zhang Daqiu, the leader of the Black Elk Gang", but also said Listed Uncle Fanxi’s other crimes.”
At this point, Lin Yuzhui coughed violently, and this time he vomited a pool of blood.
She pushed Chan Yi's hand away and said, "Jin Yiwei was about to take Sister Xiangzhu away on the spot. At this moment, an uninvited guest broke into the house. The leader recognized him as King Ji's grandson. Shisun initiated the move. The mighty power of the royal family members came and drove away those royal guards. Haha."
She still let Chan Yi wipe the blood from her mouth before continuing: "At first, we thought that this grandson of King Ji was a good guy, but immediately, he showed his fox tail and proposed to marry Sister Xiangzhu as his grandson. Concubine."
Chan Yi felt sorry for her talking too much and hurting her body, so she quickly continued: "Miss Xiangzhu is a strange woman with strong opinions. How could she discuss marriage with a man she has never met before and has no emotional foundation? She naturally felt uncomfortable with this proposal. I will refuse to obey even if I die. However, this matter is like a seed. Once it is sown, greedy flowers will bloom in some people’s hearts..."
Chan Yi's voice became softer and softer as he talked about it. Maybe she didn't dare to talk about certain people.
