Walking into the Red Mansion starts from the maid

"It's Lime! Don't worry about it, you can't die, just leave!"

Zhao Lu pressed his heart tightly and lifted the fence on his nose. His eyes quickly observed the movement around him, but his heartbeat accelerated and he couldn't move the bicycle dragging Qixi. The rain curtain was gray and streaked with silk. A hint of cold air.

The panic-stricken mess in the restaurant followed him, Qi Xie became anxious and said, "Leave me alone and leave quickly!"

"Well, push it for me!"

Perhaps Zhao Lu's perseverance made Qi Xie misunderstand for a moment. She carried out Zhao Lu's order without hesitation. Two figures, one tall and one short, pushed the stupid cart and meandered forward like a convulsion in the rain.

The melaleuca sole should probably be waterproofed, otherwise the friction will be too great if it gets wet. The speed of the bicycle does not require such good anti-slip for the time being.

Trust between people usually comes from long-term relationship, and the accompanying sense of security is inexplicably relaxing. Fortunately, the two of them have not forgotten what kind of existence Lai Jia is.

The small-minded people who are determined to retaliate are shouting for people to catch them, and even uttering wild words about whether they live or die... This is really a leaky house and it rains all night.

When Zhao Lu usually meets people from the Lai family, it is too late to take a detour. After all, the Lai family has deep roots and his behavior is really shameless.

But this is the first time I've messed up.

Zhao Lu pointed to the dog hole in the corner of the alley: "Get in!"

"!!!"

She urged hurriedly, pushing and kicking Qi Xie into the dog hole. She originally thought that going home was going downhill, and a bicycle might be able to help.Hearing the footsteps behind him, and seeing that he had no use for it, he threw the bicycle out without hesitation.

It was probably the first time for the pursuer to encounter such a powerful and life-threatening girl. He was so angry that he wanted to bully the guy and said harsh words. His attitude of splitting his troops into two groups and determined to capture her clearly showed Lai Shangrong's relentless pursuit of Qixie.

Relying on his familiarity with this environment, Zhao Lu dragged people on a desperate dash, with the sound of wind and rain, and the howls of the chasing servants.

The splash of water under her feet wetted her skirt, making it stick to her calves. The rainwater flowed into her mouth, bringing with it a fishy wetness.

Dive into dog holes, lie down in ditches, hide under bridges... I don't know how long they ran. They were gasping and panting, but they couldn't say a whole sentence. Their hearts were hanging high when they heard that there was only the sound of wind and rain outside the wall, and then they gave up. Sitting against the wall like a soul.

The soles of his feet were numb as if they were filled with lead, and the muscles in his legs were spasming uncontrollably. Zhao Lu, who wanted to go home in one go, finally sat down again.

Qixie whispered: "The second master's home letter said that the old lady can arrive home before her birthday. Tomorrow is the official day. The second wife asked Baoyu to take the servants to the city gate to greet her in the afternoon. She still...hasn't returned home yet. "

Zhao Lu's head hurt even more when he heard the commotion in the mansion, "Then what are you doing out of the mansion?"

It was plain that Lai Shangrong was entangled. As for why Lai Shangrong was in Beijing, wasn't he released outside?Jia Zheng has his own procedures for returning to Beijing to report on his work, so why should Baoyu pick him up?The messy things were gathered together, and Zhao Lu was one head and two big.

Fortunately, she didn't care about anything else. She only focused on asking, "Why did you meet that guy from the Lai family?"

Qixie squinted her eyes, with a look of pain on her face, and the rain became more and more violent. The two of them huddled closely together under the bridge, and the wind and rain continued to blow against them.

"Hmph! Then the uncle of the Lai family is out of his mind. He insists on saying that all the treasures and jade are gone, so he asked me to go to Zhuangzi to deliver a letter to the second mistress."

Halfway through her words, Zhao Lu suddenly frowned, "The rain has stopped, let's go back first! Let's talk after we get back."

If I were to stay in the rain like this for most of an hour, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow, and no matter how strong my bones were, they wouldn't be able to withstand such abuse.

As soon as he tied up his wet skirt, several shouts came from behind him, and then Zhao Lu fell into a soft embrace.

Erniang was still wearing the same shabby clothes as she had been in the afternoon, and she jumped down from the river with a bamboo hat on her head. She opened her mouth a few times, frowned and looked at Qi Xie, and finally her eyes fell on Zhao Lu.

There were worries, but more fears. Zhao Lu couldn't help but feel happy. When she climbed onto the bridge, she saw a bicycle folded in two and asked Erniang to drag it. Her heart became more complicated.

"?" Erniang raised her eyebrows as if asking.

"It's okay, it's okay. This is my friend. Let's go back." Darkness is the best protective color. As long as the Lai family can be temporarily avoided, Qixi is not a soft persimmon that can be flattened and rounded by others. , she must have a way to solve it clearly.

Just going home is a big question.

According to Qixie, the old lady has been sleeping a lot and waking up less recently, and she has eaten even less. Every time Yuanyang looks worried, everyone knows that the old lady's condition is even more critical.Jia Zheng was able to return to Beijing to report on his work. In addition to the fact that his period of overseas service was almost over, he probably also had the intention of returning home to see his relatives for the last few times.

No wonder Mrs. Wang asked Baoyu to greet her. The situation must be very serious tonight.It was precisely because Baoyu never returned and Qixie happened to get the news on her way back home that Lai Shangrong noticed it.

After two cups of horse piss, he looked so drunk that it was impossible to tell whether he was intentionally or unintentionally blocking Qi Xie's whereabouts and delivering a message to Wang Xifeng?Is there any letter that must be delivered by Baoyu’s maid?
Now that Baoyu has not returned from the heavy rain, the two of them did not say anything on their faces, but in their hearts they thought something might have happened!Qi Lai wanted to say that we should go out to look for him, but when she thought of Lai Shangrong acting as a henchman, she felt timid and buried her face in her hands for a moment, feeling in a dilemma.

Mrs. Hu came in the rain and saw this scene, but she couldn't tolerate her sadness and said hurriedly: "Liu'er, come with me quickly, Miss Lin is injured!"

Qi Xie was stunned and asked, "Miss Lin?"

Zhao Lu looked at Mrs. Hu, who nodded, yes, she is the Miss Lin you are thinking of.She put down the ginger soup in her hand and rubbed her face with both hands. Her hair, which was not completely dry, was in the way and the hairpin could not be put on her head, so she pulled a piece of cloth and tied it behind her head.

He stood up and said to Qixie who was about to go out: "Don't go, wait until the rain stops before returning home, or wait until we come back to see you off."

It's dark and rainy, it's a good time to do something dirty. Qixie's brighter days are right in front of her, and no one will just watch her being plotted against.

"Why are you injured? What injury?" He asked hurriedly as soon as he got on the carriage, but Zhao Lu didn't think he could be of much help.

Daiyu was a princess with a title, and she lived near the Second Ring Road. If she was injured or sick, it would be a matter of minutes to call an imperial doctor.

Now they are far away from the near and even sent a carriage to pick them up, which is even more unpredictable.

Mrs. Hu shook her head, "This person is holding Xueyan's waistband and cannot fake it. I thought it would be safer to ask you to come along."

But once she met the person, she figured it out.

The rain was pouring, and the lights in the princess's mansion were not bright, as if the owner was ready to fall asleep, it was quiet and peaceful.

But the man lying under the window with blood all over his body and a pale complexion was not Jia Baoyu.I saw Daiyu standing in front of the door, crying sadly, and several women guarding the corridor, looking wary.

"What happened tonight is strange. I'm sorry to ask you, Mrs. Hu, to go away." Daiyu spoke quickly and told Baoyu's injuries in detail. Seeing Yunzhu following behind, she pursed her lips and raised her hand to protect her. She invited him into the house.

Sword wounds were extremely rare in the imperial city. It was not known who had injured the person, but Daiyu carefully chose to keep the matter under wraps, not even daring to call in the imperial doctor.Thinking of Jia Huan's experience, Daiyu retreated and said softly: "Yunzhu, whether I can be saved or not, I owe you a huge favor."

Her tone was calm, but her eyes were sad, and her smiling expression made Zhao Lu, a woman, feel pity for her, not to mention men.

Although her body looks healthier than a year ago, the black spots under her eyebrows are not much less than before. It seems that she is too worried about the things in front of her.

Then he asked: "Why don't you invite an imperial doctor?"

Even if it is sent back to Jia's house, there are more ways than Daiyu's house, right?Mrs. Hu nodded, obviously agreeing with Zhao Lu's statement. Her original worries disappeared after seeing the intact Daiyu.

They can even gossip and guess how Baoyu was injured.

Faced with the confused expressions of the two men while dealing with their injuries, Daiyu's smile became even more bitter.What could she say?She went out to pray for the old lady, and when she came back, she saw Sister Feng delivering a bloody man to her house, and told her that the person who injured Baoyu seemed to be wearing a forbidden uniform?Such a guess is already very fascinating.

Later, Baochai sent two warrior women to warn her not to go out in the near future, let alone go to Jia's house, for fear of changes.

With just a few words, it was almost confirmed that the capital was about to undergo a huge change, and the Jia Mansion was probably at the center of the whirlpool. It was just him. Baoyu was covered in wounds, so how could he withstand the unknown misfortune?

Faced with the question, Daiyu tilted her head and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "I'm afraid this is the best choice."

She did not dare to invite doctors or imperial doctors, and she could not go to Jia's house, but Baoyu's injury could not be delayed. After searching around, there was only one official wife who could save her. Fortunately, there was Mrs. Hu who could save her.

She clasped her hands toward the rain curtain outside the door and put all her dogma and rules behind Baoyu.Xueyan took out a fox fur cloak, and the thin and warm cloak covered Daiyu, blocking the corners of her mouth.

The wine-roasting utensils were once again set up in the princess's mansion.

And Zhao Lu... has been thinking about catgut since the day he joined Tai Hospital. Now that Baoyu has caught up with something fresh and hot, don't blame her for being cruel.

"Does Taiyuan Hospital still teach this? Can living people be sewn together like clothes?" Mrs. Hu was surprised and specially added the qualifier living person because she had seen the rotten corpses in the Yi Zhuang being spliced ​​piece by piece, using It's a sewing needle.

Zhao Lu curled his lips. Of course Xindao Tai Hospital does not teach this. These are the essence condensed over thousands of years.

Mrs. Hu held the lamp and looked at the thin white hands covered with a layer of boiled gloves. She was threading needles and threads on the flesh with little flexibility.

Seeing Baoyu frowning and breaking into a cold sweat, she reminded him softly: "Wake up soon."

Daiyu looked at the two people from behind the door curtain and felt that they seemed to be glowing slightly, a firm and dazzling light that she had never seen on a female family member before.

She looked familiar, but felt distant, until Yunzhu smiled distantly at her, and she was shocked.

Yes, she looks like Sister Bao!Also like Sister Feng!

It's just that Yunzhu is not very important to him. After a brief surprise, he started to worry about Baoyu lying on the couch. Such a lively man with high spirits, even if he always lives in the shadow of his father and brother, he still has nothing to worry about. Change your innocent heart.

Now lying there, twitching uncontrollably due to pain, Daiyu couldn't bear to look anymore, so she let Zicuckoo help her towards the door. Raindrops fell from the eaves like beads, covering the messy chicken feathers on the ground.

"Girl, should we send someone back to the house to say something?" Zijuan hesitated, knowing that Baoyu was the old lady's pet peeve, and the girl had big ideas. If something went wrong, how should she explain it to the house, and called Jia What does the government think of her girl?

And as a son of the Jia family, will he be labeled as someone who knew something but failed to report it?

Daiyu vetoed it and chose to trust Baochai.

When Baoyu woke up, it was late at night, the sky was dark and the rain had stopped.Zhao Lu was directing the little maid to pour allicin into him. The fishy, ​​spicy taste stung his mouth. As if on a conditioned reflex, he tilted his head and vomited all over the floor.

In this way, the hole on the shoulder blade was opened again, and for a moment, he could no longer hold back his moans with bared teeth.

The pampered young master has never experienced such violent physical pain. Sweat and tears are like clouds, mountains and seas of mist, overwhelmingly attacking every corner of his body.

It was thousands of times more painful than the time when Jia Huan burned his face.

"What's wrong with me? Am I going to die? Sister Lin, Sister Lin! I'm going to die, I don't want to die, I haven't been with you yet..." Getting married was so painful, but I still stopped what I shouldn't have said. .

He couldn't say it. After he said it, Sister Lin should be angry and ignore him.

The wailing and wailing diverted the pain for a moment, but Zhao Lu stretched out his hand to support him. His fingers were slightly shifted and he slowly pressed on the wound on his lower back. It would not cause it to crack, but it would still make him excruciatingly painful.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited. Miss Lin is fine, and so are you. Don't scare her anymore!" Broken Love Brain yelled something, and if he broke away again, the whole night's work would have been in vain. Please slow down. .

Just the shouting still attracted Daiyu. She was wearing a plain-colored cloak that she had just put on. Her bun was gathered together and held up by two wooden hairpins. She was holding on to the door frame, separated by the mist of tears, whether to cry or not. He looked like he hadn't slept all night.

When Baoyu looked at Daiyu, his eyes were watery and full of emotion, so focused that they seemed to reflect the light of the whole world. Even though his whole body was in severe pain, he still remembered Yunzhu's words, don't scare her.

Daiyu's cheeks started to heat up for no reason, and then she turned around to hide her sadness and her big tears behind her back. She tried her best to smile. It's good to wake up. Just wake up.

When she recalled her past years, she was always crying, crying for the separation of her parents, crying for the panic of being dependent on others, and crying for the many indescribable powerlessness...

Destiny finally gave her a favor, but in the blink of an eye it backfired. Her grandmother passed away. If something happened to Baoyu again, she might really become a rootless duckweed.

"Miss Lin doesn't look good. Go and have a rest and I'll show you?" Dressed in plain clothes, this is not Daiyu's style.

She has been weak all year round, but she loves those bright and lively colors very much. She has never worn such plain clothes to show others.

Zhao Lu came out after packing his things. When he saw this, he thought he was worried about Baoyu, so he persuaded him softly: "Baoyu's injury looks scary, but the person who did it didn't want to die, and they avoided the vital parts. If you take care of it carefully, there will be no serious injuries." hinder."

"He must not be able to withstand the excitement. The old lady has gone. Do you think I should tell him?" Naturally, the heart should tell him. The old lady loves Baoyu the most in her life. She was unable to see her ancestors on their last journey. It is a great unfilial sin.

She was just asking for herself. Daiyu whispered a few words in confusion, leaving Zhao Lu alone in shock.

What?Mother Jia is gone?

(End of this chapter)