The concubine is so charming

Chapter 624

The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River in April is already exceptionally beautiful. Yuxia Mountain is located in the southeast of Rongcheng. On the mountain, there are steep mountains and bamboos, and flowing water. The Yuxia Villa built on the mountainside stands quietly among the green bamboos.

Inside the villa, quiet paths criss-cross, and the road surfaces are all paved with marble slabs, which are smooth, clean and spotless.

Suddenly, there was a soft rolling sound, and after a while, a figure appeared on the side of the path.

A slender man was sitting in a wheelchair, his pale hands were turning the wheels of the wheelchair with some difficulty, a small flowerpot was placed on his knees, and there was a half-bloomed rose in the flowerpot.

The flowers are bright red and delicate, contrasting sharply with the man's pale face.

A gust of wind blew by, and the man stopped the wheelchair, raised his hand to cover the rose on his knee, and prevented it from being blown by the cool wind.

A maid walked over quickly and handed over the cloak in her hand: "Master, it's still very cold now, and you just came out of the greenhouse, you should put on the cloak, or your body won't be able to take it anymore .”

The man turned his head slightly, revealing an incomparably handsome face. It was Mu Cixiu who had left Beijing before. He was much thinner than before. At this time, he coughed twice and his face became paler: "You go .”

The maid hurriedly knelt down: "Your servant made a mistake, please forgive me, sir."

"You're not wrong. You just stay by my side. In the end, it's just a dead end. It's better to leave now, maybe you can save a life."

"The servant will not leave, and the servant will guard the young master for my sister."

"Your sister?"

"Yes, the maidservant's elder sister was named Jinrong by the young master."

"Jinrong...you should know what will happen to her."

"The servant knows, and the servant still knows, my sister doesn't regret it."

Mu Cixiu didn't say anything more, and continued to move forward in the wheelchair.

The maid followed him quietly, not daring to step forward to help him push the wheelchair.

Mu Cixiu stopped the wheelchair when he reached the end of the path, and gently placed the flower pot on his lap on the ground.

The poison of Zhenyu occurred frequently, and it was difficult for his legs to stand up and walk anymore. It was just a simple action of putting the flower pot on the ground, and it was extremely difficult for him to do it.

After confirming that the flower pot was stable, he knelt down on the ground with great difficulty while holding on to the handle of the wheelchair. His black robe was stained with dirt, but he didn't care at all. He only smiled and transplanted the half-bloomed rose in the flower pot. In the flower garden next to the path.

He was very serious about transplanting. He planted a thick layer of soil at the roots of the roses with his hands to ensure that he would not be afraid of the wind. Then he slightly raised his eyes to look at the vast rose garden.

After the tea was cooled and it was confirmed that he had lost the throne, the servants guarding Yuxia Mountain fled one after another, and the wonderful rose garden that had been planted gradually became messy. After a cold winter, the rose garden withered Most of it.

When he came here, he started tidying up the garden bit by bit. First, he planted roses in the greenhouse, and then transplanted them out and arranged them in the garden when the roses were almost in bloom.

The maid came forward: "My lord, you have already planted all the roses in the garden."

Mu Ci sat on the ground, looking at the roses in the garden quietly: "I haven't asked, what's your name?"

"The maidservant's name is Jinhua, and she came from sister Jinrong's name."

"Jin Rong, Jin Hua, it's a pity that you followed me. Not only did you two sisters not enjoy the glory and wealth, but you were dragged down."

"My lord misunderstood. Although my sister Jinrong and I are together the word Ronghua, this glory is not for our sisters, but I hope that my son will be prosperous and beautiful in this life."

There was still a slight smile on Mu Cixiu's lips: "Now I have nothing, but I feel that a flower is blooming in my heart. Do you think it's rare?"

"My son has a heart and knows how to like someone, so naturally he won't be as empty and desolate as before."

"Can you promise me a request?" Mu Cixiu raised his hand, and carefully touched the rose in front of him with his fingertips.

Jin Hua knelt down and said, "My lord please give me instructions, this servant will never refuse to die."

"I'm about to die. After I die, there will be no one to take care of the roses in this garden. Even if I die, I don't feel safe. So can you promise me that as long as you are still alive, you will take care of me well?" Here." Mu Cixiu slightly turned his head to look at Jin Hua, his eyes were no longer as cold and temperatureless as before, but reflected against the magnificent roses in the garden, as if there was a bright glow shining through.

Jinhua bowed his head deeply, and responded with his forehead touching the ground: "My lord, don't worry, as long as this servant is still alive, I will take good care of the roses in the garden and never let them wither."

"Okay, if a woman comes to this manor in the future, you can send a rose there, maybe she will..." Mu Cixiu stopped talking, and the smile on his lips slowly disappeared, "That's all, Yaoer knows This is my place, and I'm afraid I will never come here in this lifetime."

Jin Hua couldn't help but her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to raise her head to let Mu Cixiu notice her strangeness: "My lord, you are very affectionate, and the woman you love so much will definitely understand your heart."

"She has always understood, but she just won't accept it..." Mu Cixiu turned his head to look at the gently swaying roses in the garden, but his thoughts returned to the scene when he first met Su Yao...

At that time, Su Yao looked innocent and innocent, and even waited in the heavy snow, just to meet him and give him a gift.It was snowing heavily, and the snacks she gave were cold, and the taste was dry and hard to get into his throat, but now that he thought about it, it was the sweetest thing he had ever eaten.

"Let's go, I want to be alone here for a while."

Jinhua once again bowed deeply to Mu Cixiu before getting up and leaving respectfully.

Mu Cixiu stood up with difficulty, and the poison of Zhen Yu broke out again, making his chest churn with blood, and his mouth was full of bloody taste.

He bit his lips tightly and swallowed back the blood in his mouth.

He insisted on walking step by step until he reached the swing stand in the center of the rose garden, and then lay down on the swing with difficulty.

He looked up at the clear blue sky, and his vision gradually became blurred: the same heart Gu still didn't transmit any emotions, it seems that Yao Er has completely forgotten him...

I don't know if Yao Er would have different emotions after hearing the news of his death?

The breathing in his chest became more and more difficult, and Mu Cixiu felt that his eyes were becoming more and more blurred, as if it was getting dark: This is the rose garden he planted for Yao Er, but Yao Er never took a look at it... …

Indifferent Su Yao's face appeared in the sky, she smiled lightly, her eyes were like a crescent moon, as if filled with the amber light of night.

Mu Cixiu raised the corners of his lips involuntarily: Yaoer, without you, my life would be free and unrestrained, playing with the wind and clouds and applauding; with you, my life would be full of thoughts and lovesickness...

But...why don't I feel regret...

If there is an afterlife...

Can you give me a pass?
(End of this chapter)