Luan and Phoenix Tribulation: A Concubine Becomes a Phoenix

Chapter 557 She Is A Widow

The room is very spacious and exquisite, divided into two floors.The middle is separated by two pale gold lattice screens, and in the middle of the screen is a curtain made of strings of pearls, which are full and crystal clear.

The room is lingering with fragrance, and green smoke is curling up from the incense burner. It takes a lot of incense to smoke the whole room.

Suddenly, a hand slowly pushed open the door.Dressed in blue clothes, he slipped in through the door with the movement of raising his foot to enter.He walked unhurriedly to the side of the bed, lifted the gauze curtain hanging beside the bed, and there was actually a woman lying on the beautiful bed.

The woman is very thin and her skin is very fair, but her skin color is close to her natural skin color, and her sickly paleness has faded away.Because she is very thin, her chin is pointed, and her whole face is only the size of a palm. Her eyebrows and eyes are curved, delicate and picturesque, and her tightly closed eyelids are gently covered by long and half-thick eyelashes. It seems that under the eyelids, there are two rare deep-sea black pearls hidden.

Yu Xingzhi sat by the bed and looked deeply at Feng Shijin for a long time, so long that he thought he was about to fall into a sweet dream. He woke up, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and smiled helplessly. Tapping the edge of the bed lightly with fingers bent, said: "After sleeping for so long, I must be waking up."

She thought that she would keep having that dream, immerse herself in that kind of happiness, and never wake up.She went back to the old days, living with Jun Qianji in the village, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.There are many tribesmen in the village, as well as children who are as big as little ghosts, and they live a fulfilling and happy life every day.

However, when she opened her eyes, her mind was still blank. Her memory seemed to be taken away. Looking at the light purple bed net above her head, her eyes were as clear as water.

The sky outside the window is gloomy.

Then, some people and some things, like pouring beans into a bottle, poured into her mind bit by bit, reminding her that she didn't get a new life, but it's just unfinished.

Boom—thunder began to thunder outside the window.After a few thunderclaps, it started to rain. The raindrops fell on the eaves and fell down the corners of the eaves. Some raindrops flew obliquely and fell directly on the casement. Before the window could be closed, the edge of the window was wet. .

She moved her eyeballs, looked towards the window, and saw a small splash of water mist, which was also condensed and sparkling in the dim sky outside.

Finally, hurried footsteps sounded outside the room.

Yu Xingzhi was no longer unhurried, he quickly pushed open the door of the room, leaned an umbrella by the door, turned around and entered the room before he had time to put it down, and the umbrella fell to the door with a clatter .He opened half the window in the room for her before he rang for the rain.Now it rained suddenly, but the window hadn't had time to close.

As a result, he walked into the room one moment, raised his eyes the moment, and was shocked the next moment.The rain outside the window was still falling, crackling the window lattice, but when he saw the woman sitting up on the bed and slowly leaning against the head of the bed, even if there were lightning, thunder, and violent wind and rain outside the window, he couldn't care less.

She slept for a long time, and her sleeping face was still a little sleepy.Her blue hair was slightly disheveled, but it still hung down softly, covering her shoulders and the front of her chest.

The two were speechless.

Yu Xingzhi suddenly felt a little afraid to speak first.Her pair of phoenix eyes were pure and clean, and she stared at him steadily, making his chest feel hot and hot.Then she suddenly laughed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wake up, it's great to see you as soon as you open your eyes."

At that time, Yu Xingzhi thought, even if he gave up everything in exchange for her waking up, it would be enough.

Yu Xingzhi didn't know what to say for a while, nodded, and couldn't help smiling, and said: "The doctor said, you have a serious headache, maybe you won't be able to wake up, maybe you will forget some people when you wake up. Some things. Now it seems that you still remember me, and it is really God who has mercy on me."

He turned around and walked to the window, and moved the few incense burners that were still burning on the table to the window lattice, and let the rain drip mercilessly in, extinguishing the burning incense inside, and then Gu Zidao: "It seems that you no longer need these things."

She tilted her head and said, "What is that?"

"Fragrant." Yu Xingzhi turned to look at her, and said, "It's the Jiangnan fragrance that you were ashamed of before."

"Scent from Jiangnan?" She thought for a while, but she didn't have any impression.

Yu Xingzhi said: "This fragrance from the south of the Yangtze River has many uses. It can relieve pain and make people fall into endless dreams. But dreams are dreams after all, and reality is reality."

Yu Xingzhi turned off the incense burner, turned around and walked to her bed, his clothes were covered with deep and shallow water marks from the rain, he sat by the bed and asked, "Do you remember what dream you had? "

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, her eyebrows and eyes stretched, and she said: "I dreamed about Qianji, and the days when I was in the village."

Yu Xingzhi also smiled: "Sure enough, he is heartless, he only misses your deceased husband, and he doesn't see the good of the person in front of him at all."

She thought she would never wake up again.She thought that after her farewell, she would go to hell alone.I still remember that before, she prayed that Jun Qianji would wait for her somewhere, but now she found that Jun Qianji would not wait for her.

Because his way has to go, and her way has to go.It was impossible for their paths to cross, and even if he was waiting for her, she would never catch up with him.

So she stopped chasing.

She smiled and said: "The reason why I have that beautiful dream is probably that it is suitable for forgetting." Yu Xingzhi was stunned, and she said again: "My surname is Shi, and my name is Jin. I am a widow."

Yu Xingzhi's eyes gradually brightened.Those peach blossom eyes are unparalleled, brighter than the pearls on the curtain.

Yu Xingzhi asked, "Can I hug you?"

"You never asked me that question before."

Yu Xingzhi leaned over little by little, and gently hugged Feng Shijin into his arms.He seemed to be treating a rare treasure, afraid that if he exerted a little force, she would be crushed to pieces.

Shi Jin is still very weak, but she is actively cooperating with the recuperation, although she is not sure whether her body can be recuperated well.But one thing she knew very well, it seemed that she never felt the headache again.

Pushing open the window, Feng Shijin was leaning against the window, and unexpectedly saw that outside the window was not a garden of green trees, but a pool of clear water.When she looked out at a glance, it looked like a river outside the window. The water in the river was extremely clear, and occasionally a black-clad boat glided across the surface of the water.

On both sides of the Jinghe River, there are houses with blue tiles like the house she is in.Occasionally someone sticks out a long bamboo pole from the window, and three or two pieces of clothes are hung on the bamboo pole.

Yu Xingzhi said that they now live in Jiangnan.

Shi Jin had never been to Jiangnan, so Shi Shi knew what Jiangnan looked like.When she came out of the front door, the street should be quiet and quiet. The road is paved with bluestones. When the rain breaks and the sun comes out, the accumulated water on the tile eaves drips, and the water drips on the ground and penetrates the stones to form small gutters. A radiant light fell out.

The people in Jiangnan, the traffic in Jiangnan, and everything in Jiangnan is as slow as the flowing water in a silent river.

(End of this chapter)