I walked up quietly and walked onto the deck. My eyes suddenly became clear, and the originally faint fragrance of powder was lingering even more intensely at this time.

I saw Pei Yuanxiu standing at the bow of the boat at a glance.

Beside him, a woman with a slim back, wearing a brocade dress and a head full of pearls and jade. The fragrance of powder was emitted from her. It seemed that she could hear our footsteps. She slowly turned around and looked at us.

Han Ruoshi.

No wonder I waited down for a while and the ship was docked to the shore not only to avoid the meeting between Wen Fengxi, but also to pick up the lady.

Since that night, I was taken away from Jinling Mansion to this ship, I have never touched the ground for so many days, nor have I returned to see what Jinling Mansion looks like now, how many people died, and what the fire is like. But thinking that such a big thing happened, Pei Yuanxiu immediately started war against Yangzhou, and everything was piled up on this lady. She should have worked very hard and very tired.

But looking at her appearance, except for being as thin as ever, her face was not too ugly.

Maybe it was because of her exquisite makeup, she looked pretty good.

As soon as she saw us walking up the stairs, Han Ruoshi's bright eyes flashed slightly, but she didn't speak immediately, but just turned to look at Pei Yuanxiu, and Xie Feng had already passed me and walked forward.

"Young Master."

"how?"

"Wen Fengxi did not agree."

"oh."

His tone was very calm, as if he was not surprised at all, and then he slowly raised his head and looked at me.

I stood at the entrance of the stairs and did not go over immediately, but my eyes were always on Han Ruoshi, just as she was always looking at me.

I wanted to see something from her face, such as anger, hatred, disgust, and even murderous intent, but her face was clear and quiet and nothing was left, not only nothing. After Pei Yuanxiu and Xie Feng finished talking to each other, she smiled and said, "It's natural that this matter is not done. When will you really listen to women when you do things? Miss Yan has been working this time, thank you for nothing."

As he said that, he ordered the maids behind him: "Send Miss Yan back and rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, the maids came over and gently gestured to the hatch door beside her: "Miss Yan, please."

I didn't say anything, and was about to follow them and leave, just at this moment, Pei Yuanxiu suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

When the maids heard this, they all stopped.

The steps I had just taken were also stagnant, and when I stopped there, I saw him walking over a few steps, walking to me, looking down at my hands that were holding each other, and said, "What's wrong with your clothes?"

“…”

"Why are the sleeves broken?"

My heart leaped.

A look of pain immediately appeared on my face, and I turned my head and looked at the side: "I accidentally broke it."

"Why are you accidentally?"

At this time, Xie Feng walked up and said, "Young Master, it's Wen Fengxi who broke it."

"Wen Fengxi?"

Pei Yuanxiu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Why did he pull your sleeves?"

I turned my head even wider.

Xie Feng said: "At that time, he had rejected Miss Yan's proposal. The matter had been discussed and was talking about something else. But he suddenly wanted to take Miss Yan away, so he grabbed Miss Yan's sleeve and forced him to let go. He just accidentally pulled Miss Yan's sleeve off."

When Pei Yuanxiu heard him say this, his brows frowned even tighter, but his voice lost its temperature, and even his eyes were filled with pleasure, and he said, "What are you talking about, let him do this?"

This time, Xie Feng was also hoarse.

I slowly turned my head to look at him and said calmly: "I asked him to tell him what I want to say one day if I can see Liu Qinghan."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the frost in his eyes suddenly melted.

It seemed as if there was a flame, burning from his inside.

But all of this may be my illusion, because he was standing there, not even moving, only his clothes were blown slightly by the wind in the river. Someone behind him held an oil paper umbrella on his head, and he didn't even touch the rain or dew on his body. His graceful appearance seemed as if nothing would touch him.

But when he opened his mouth, his voice trembled a little undetectable: "Liu Qinghan."

I turned my eyes on again.

He was silent for a while, trying to say something, but he wanted to say something, but he stopped, but his eyes fell on me, and the temperature was burning. At this time, Han Ruoshi, who was beside him, said softly with a smile: "Liu Qinghan? Isn't this person dead?"

“…!”

“…!”

This sentence seemed to throw a huge rock into the hearts of both of them. My breathing suddenly became tense, and Pei Yuanxiu's brows immediately frowned.

Han Ruoshi seemed to have not seen the expressions of the two of us, and took another step forward and said softly to me: "A person cannot be resurrected by death. Miss Yan has always been worried about what a dead person does? It would be better to let him walk on the underworld quietly and let him walk peacefully."

Although her words were gentle, she was "dead" one by one, and "the road to the underworld". On such a cold rainy day, it seemed that a red-hot dagger was stabbing into my chest little by little. I felt a sharp pain coming, and I staggered back several steps one after another, and my back hit the fence.

The maids were so scared that they hurried over to help me.

At this moment, Pei Yuanxiu said in a deep voice: "If you like poetry, stop talking."

Han Ruoshi then turned to look at him, and then said softly: "It's my fault. I shouldn't mention Miss Yan's sad things for no reason."

As he said that, he turned to look at me: "Miss Yan, don't blame me."

My face was already pale. I don’t know if it was because of what she said just now or because of the cold wind blowing in the river. My whole body was trembling. Pei Yuanxiu looked at me, was silent for a while, took the umbrella from the servant behind him, walked to me and supported it on top of my head.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! There is no temperature on his face, only when he opens his mouth, and there is a breath with his body temperature coming, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't get wet in the rain outside, go in first."

I bit my lower lip without saying anything, he reached over to grab my hand.

Without the sleeves, my wrists were exposed, and the high bones and frozen pale skin made me look even more and more shaped. He held my hand and sighed softly, as if he didn't know what to do.

Just when he was about to take me away, I stopped again, turned to look at Han Ruoshi, who was not very good in his face, but still forced to hold on to the calm and smiling, and asked, "Madam, what's wrong with the second lady?"

After this question, Han Ruoshi couldn't hold back her expression.

Pei Yuanxiu's hands also trembled slightly.

I don't know how long it has been on the boat, but it seems that Pei Yuanxiu didn't ask about Han Zitong, so they were both stunned.

I continued, "I heard that on the night of the wedding, a fire suddenly broke out in the inner courtyard?"

She immediately said, "Yes, there was a fire."

"Fire? Where does the fire come from?"

"Where does the fire come from?" She snorted coldly with her nose, looking at me as if she was a little blameless: "It's because Miss Yan boasted to Sister Jiayu that she said that the fireworks in Yangzhou City were so brilliant and gorgeous that she must have a fireworks in Jinling Mansion."

“…so, it caught fire.”

"Otherwise, what else can it be?"

She should have prepared a set of rhetoric for a long time, and she was not panicked at this time, only blame and resentment for granted. I listened, except for feeling that my limbs and five bodies became more and more cold, but she didn't seem to be too frustrated or uneasy. After a while of silence, she said softly: "I didn't expect that a fireworks would cause such a great harm."

“…”

"The more beautiful some things look on the surface, the more dangerous they may be."

“…”

"Madam, do you think, right?"

She frowned slightly and looked at me without answering this.

Just when both of us were silent and even stalemate, Pei Yuanxiu said: "Ruoshi, Zitong, what's wrong with her?"

Han Ruoshi had originally lowered her head, but at this time she looked up at him, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

But she immediately smiled and said, "She is nothing serious."

My heart beat: "Oh?"

She continued: "But, maybe she had suffered too much fright that night, and she had been lingering in sickness before. Since that night, she has been sleeping and has not woken up yet."

"What?"

I was shocked again. I had heard that she was injured and fell into a coma, but unexpectedly, more than a month passed and she had not woken up.

Pei Yuanxiu also frowned slightly and said, "Didn't I let the doctor treat her?"

"Yes, the doctor will come to see her almost every two days, and I will feed her medicine to her. But—" she said, her eyes red, and she wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said, "I don't know if this girl offended the gods or if she has not had enough blessings. She just fell asleep like this. I'm afraid that she will not be able to sleep for the rest of her life!"

Han Zitong has been unconscious?

The fire shouldn't really hurt her. After all, I explained everything to her from the beginning, why did she still fall into this position?

Could it be that-

I looked up at Han Ruoshi: "Madam, are you taking care of Miss Zitong these days?"

She said: "Zitong is my sister. She was injured and unconscious. Of course, it was my sister who took care of her."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl Xiaolian behind her continued, "Our wife still has to take care of so many people and affairs in the house, and she keeps taking care of the second lady every day. Now the second lady is asleep, but our wife is about to fall ill!"

“…”
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