Wei Shu

Chapter 146 Gentleness
Goode looked at Lian'er in disbelief.

With such four or five breaths of time, he almost didn't know what kind of expression to make.

After that, his mouth moved just now, and a mocking laugh was about to rush up his throat, but he quickly closed his lips again, with an expression of wanting to vomit, as if caught by the eye wave just now. When the offense is reached, the disgust is palpable, and then it is difficult to control it.

It took him a few breaths of time before he finally controlled the expression on his face, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled lightly as usual, looking down at the girl who was as docile as a lamb at his feet.

"I heard that you are leaving tomorrow night. I'm afraid I won't see you again in the future." He said gently.

Lian'er's heart beat extremely fast.

She could hear the longing in that voice, as if there was a silk thread that moved every word, every word, from between his lips and teeth, and floated into the bottom of her heart.

She bit her lip, and let out a very soft and delicate sound from her nose: "En."

The east wind blew up a few petals and landed on her skirt, cooling her hot cheeks.

She suddenly realized that this was definitely not the answer a servant should have. For a moment, her hands and feet were a little cold, and she was about to plead guilty on the ground, but she never thought that a gentle whisper that she had never heard in her life came with the breeze. :

"Lian'er, do you want to stay?"

The sigh-like sound line, like a ray of warm wind, melted Lian'er's cold hands and feet, and also blew away the humble flower buried deep in her heart that seemed to never bloom.

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and there was a thick sourness, but the aftertaste was so sweet and fragrant, sweeter than the sugar water she had tasted secretly.

Before she could reply, the soft whisper sounded again: "What I mean is, Lian'er, would you like to stay by my side?"

The east wind is vast, blowing the vegetation in the courtyard, and the canopy of the sycamore tree is swaying with the wind, just like the swaying heart of a lotus.

Her mind was dizzy, her feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and she was in a trance, forgetting how she walked back.

When she woke up, she was already standing in front of a very small flowerbed, what she could see was the wet soil and a few flower seedlings scattered at her feet.

Only then did she vaguely remember that this place seemed to be the backyard of the major general's residence, and this small flower garden was the errand assigned to her by Ali:
She wants to plant those rose seedlings into the nursery.

But at this time, her head was still dizzy, and she couldn't hold the flower hoe steadily, so she had to hold it tightly with both hands, but forgot what to do with it.

She stood blankly in front of the flowerbed like this, holding the only thing she could hold tightly in her hand, as if she was holding a vague but close hope.

Is this true?

Lian'er's lips were already biting painfully, however, the pain could not dispel the feeling of emptiness that followed her everywhere.She thinks it should be a dream.

However, even in her dreams, she never dared to dream of such a voice and such a gentle promise.

"As long as you stay, I will treat you well."

She remembered this sentence.

I will never forget it until I die.

In such a season when the wind is very good and the flowers are blooming, the most secret wish in the bottom of her heart, that almost ridiculous thought, seems to have a little chance of being realized.

Her cheeks were burning like fire, and her heart was beating like it was about to jump out of her throat. Lian Er's eyes were filled with water mist, and the soft waves had always penetrated into her heart.

"what!"

There was a sudden scream, and all her thoughts were shattered. Lian'er knelt on the ground almost without thinking, her forehead firmly pressed against the ground, and she didn't even notice that her palm was broken by the flower hoe. There was only one thing in her heart. idea:
Don't get whipped, please God, don't let me get whipped.

"Are you still angry?"

"Scared, so much blood!"

"Get out of the way!"

Several discussions came from across the courtyard wall, which seemed to be mixed with Ali's reprimand.

It was only then that Lian'er realized that the screams actually came from the front yard, and there was no one else in the backyard except her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the ground, brushed off the dust from the corner of her skirt, thought for a moment, and finally walked towards the courtyard door.

Obviously something happened outside, she didn't have the guts to watch the excitement before, but today, she got a promise that was not too sure, which made her more confident for no reason, just like what happened here Everything in the yard has a little relationship with her, and she also has a little bit of qualifications to go and have a look, and even... to ask.

Such a small convenience, if you want to come to Ali... and... him, it should be acceptable.

A sweet smile appeared on the corner of Lian'er's lips, this secret happiness made her steps light, her petite figure was like a swift flying over the beam, she walked to the gate of the courtyard lightly, stopped and looked around.

At the foot of the stone steps not far away, a middle-aged man was lying in a pool of blood, with his eyes closed and his complexion sallow, surrounded by several people.

Lian'er immediately recognized the man.

He is Li Nu who was called to Sansao together, and everyone calls him Shishi.

He seemed to be dying.

Blood gushed out from the back of his head, staining the ground red, a lot of blood was also stained under his shoulders, the hand resting on his side twitched unconsciously, and the heaving and rising of his chest was hard to tell.

If I go and call Grandma Ji Luo here immediately, I'm afraid she will be saved.

Lian'er really wanted to say it out loud.

Grandma Ji Luo is a kind gold slave. The servants in the mansion will go to her to beg for some herbal medicine when they have a headache. She also has a kind of medicine paste that can stop bleeding. Cured.

Lian'er's throat rolled, and many words came to her lips, making her want to spit them out quickly.But she couldn't say a word, as if something was stopping her, and there was another voice in her mind saying:
Hush, don't talk.

So, she pressed her lips firmly, only the hand holding the door frame trembled slightly.

Ali stood in front of the stone with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"No...no one touched him, he...he fell down the steps by himself." The golden maid in charge of cleaning reported tremblingly, pointing to Taiji behind her:
"He was rubbing the fence over there, stepped on... missed the ground, and then fell down."

It was indeed a surprise.

Ali himself can attest to that.

This Mu Naheitai named Shitou worked very hard, Ali even praised him a few words just now, but he didn't expect that this man would fall down the steps by himself in such a boastful manner.

That platform was only level four, not high at all, and no one would die even if it fell down. Unfortunately, when the stone fell to the ground, the back of its head happened to hit the sharp corner of the stone steps, and a big hole was knocked out. The blood is flowing like a gush, the breathing is gradually slowing down, and it seems that he can't live.

(End of this chapter)