after god gambler

Chapter 5 The Lonely Moon
"Wait for me to take you away!"

Feng Meixue heard this promise-like voice in a daze, and the faint fragrance of cold plums lingering in her nostrils made her seem to be able to see a tree of white plums blooming brightly and fragrantly, with large petals floating in the air. Flying in disorder, the world is full of fragrance.

Who is he?

When Feng Meixue woke up faintly, she saw that she had returned to the Meiyin Building, and vaguely remembered the crisp palace bell echoing in her ears.

Apart from her and her mother, there was no one else in the huge Meiyin Building, and no one would believe it if she said it. The grand lady and the first-line lady of the Phoenix Mansion didn't even have a single waiter around them.

The Meiyin Building was originally built in a secluded place, and because no one cares about it, it looks even more desolate and lonely.

Weeds grow all over the path, moss and vines cover the window sills, the sunlight is blocked out of the window, and only a little bit of streamer can be seen floating in the air.The dust is wandering, and the sun is meager.

Feng Meixue sat up suddenly, remembering that her mother hadn't taken the medicine yet, she hurriedly got off the old bed and lifted the thin blanket off her body.The wet clothes on his body, I don't know when it has dried.

Looking at the trace, it looks like it was evaporated by something, without a trace of water vapor.

The thin blanket that had been used for several years was lying aside, and the blanket was thinner and thinner with washing, but it was very clean.Her gaze rested slightly on the thin blanket, the faint warmth seemed to still have a trace of cold fragrance.Like a winter plum in the snow, the dark fragrance floats, the taste is not strong, but it is extremely special.

She looked away, walked towards the inner bedroom, and saw the pale face of her mother Leng Qinghuan.The skin color is almost transparent, the face is haggard, the edges of the eye sockets are sunken, and there is a feeling of emaciation, where the original beauty can't be seen.It seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Feng Meixue saw her lying quietly on the bed, her heart trembled slightly.Feeling the sadness surging in her heart, she knew that it was not her emotion, but the original owner of this body.

At the moment when she was almost humiliated, Feng Meixue had no other choice. How could she, a weak woman, escape from those hungry wolves?

If she continues to seek death and lose her innocence, her mother will only be accused of lax discipline.At that time, she didn't think too much, she was cowardly all her life, but she was brave once when she died!
If she died, father might think of mother's loneliness, appreciate the relationship between husband and wife, show kindness, and send someone to take care of mother.

It's just that she is still worried about her mother at the bottom of her heart, which is why she has such a strong mood swing at this moment, even affecting Feng Meixue's mood.

"Don't worry! I will take good care of her for you!"

Feng Meixue said silently in her heart, the strong emotion in her heart finally calmed down.

Dragging his weak body, he took a deep breath and walked towards the bed.Stretched out his hand to touch mother Tan Leng Qinghuan's forehead, the tentacles were extremely hot.

The window that she had closed before she left was opened at some unknown time, and the cold wind blew all night to cheer up her fragile body, so it's strange that she didn't have a fever!

No one will come here except her, if she dies, even if mother only has a fever, it will be fatal!
A cold light flashed across Feng Meixue's eyes, her hands clenched tightly into fists.

As soon as you think about it, you know those people did it!

While deliberately planning to put her to death, at the same time, he was cruel and cruel to his mother!

These people are really unscrupulous!
Is she low-key and bullying?Then she will show these people in a high profile, who is the one to bully!

Feng Meixue hurriedly walked to the window and closed the open window, leaving a little ventilation.

Due to being hungry for too long, she felt dizzy just after taking two steps. She quickly walked to the bed and sat down, took a few deep breaths of air, and she felt better.

Feng Meixue was a little puzzled when she saw the dilapidation of the room except the brocade quilt on the mother's bed which was brand new.From the memory, I found that it was given by Feng Fuliu, the fifth young lady, in winter. At that time, their mother and daughter were suffering from hunger and cold, thanks to Feng Fuliu's helping hand.

From then on, she naively thought that Feng Fuliu was a good person, and trusted her wholeheartedly.In the huge Feng Mansion, she is still thankful that at least one person treats each other sincerely.

However, until today, she didn't know that all of this was fake!
When the reality was brutally torn apart, the fragmented spikes pierced into the chest fiercely, the pain was far more intense than other injuries!
"Cough-cough-"

A coughing sound resounded, Leng Qinghuan weakly opened his eyes, a pair of gentle eyes under the eyelashes, with deep exhaustion, looked towards the person beside the bed.

That look was filled with too much guilt and warmth, like the melting sun, breaking through the haze of the clouds, shining into Feng Meixue's heart.

"Xue'er—it's hard for you—"

On the desolate, happy and miserable face, the pupils were as full as water, with tears shining.If these years hadn't been too hard, she wouldn't have aged so fast.The body under the brocade quilt was so thin that it almost lost weight.

Originally, it was the age when the charm still existed, but it looked like vicissitudes.The air is like a gossamer, indescribably weak.

But despite this, the corners of her dry lips still raised a slight arc towards the sides with difficulty.

Under the sun, her face was sickly pale, but the smile full of maternal love was so brilliant.The withered hand patted Feng Meixue tremblingly, the action full of pity was like a trembling branch in the cold winter snow, Feng Meixue's heart couldn't help but ache.

"Mother, my daughter is not bitter!"

Feng Meixue held her hand behind her back, trying to keep her warm, but her fingers were so cold that there was no warmth at all, so she quickly shrank back, fearing that she would freeze her mother.

"Xue'er—mother can't do it anymore, from now on—you have to take good care of yourself!"

Leng Qinghuan exhausted all her strength, and Feng Meixue couldn't help being shocked by her voice like last words.

"No, mother, you will be fine, Xue'er will find you the best doctor, and you will be fine!"

Feng Meixue didn't care about the coldness in her hands, and tightly held Leng Qinghuan's hand, fearing that if she let go, she would close her eyes forever.

"Sher—"

Leng Qinghuan looked at her daughter's determined appearance, her chest seemed to be swelling with fiery air, warming her limbs and bones.

She knew that her daughter must have suffered a lot these years, all because of her serious illness, which dragged her down.

She originally wanted to die, but her daughter was still young, so she persisted no matter what.

However, now she is really going to be unable to hold on anymore, her health is getting worse and worse, she can predict that her time is running out.

"Mother, don't worry, everything will be fine!"

Feng Meixue's words were full of strange power, which made Leng Qinghuan's despairing heart a glimmer of hope.

(End of this chapter)