Fast Transmigration: Save Him

After returning to Fu's home, Fu Linshan stood at the door to welcome Fu Chengqing and Qing Jiu back.

But it was more than a month. Fu Linshan seemed to be ten years old. His temples were covered with silver, and the wrinkles in his eyes were obvious.

"Cheng Qing, are you well? And Qing Jiu, are you ok? " Fu Linshan see two faces are showing a little tired color, painfully said.

"Dad, Qing Jiu and I are very well. Are you ok?" Fu Chengqing frowned, still worried about whether Fu Linshan could not bear so many unexpected things.

"I'm also very good. The house is clean at last. In the future, I can enjoy myself." Fu Linshan sighed and let Fu Chengqing and Qing Jiu come in to prepare for dinner.

In the past more than a month, he has experienced the most difficult days in recent decades; The man whose wife and housekeeper have been adulterous and called him "father" for more than ten years is not his son. This so-called son has done so many evil deeds.

He felt that he was really old, and it was time to hand over the family to Fu Chengqing.

After dinner, Fu Chengqing is called to the study alone to talk, while Qing Jiu is at leisure and goes back to the room to have a good bath.

"Qing Jiu, where's that little jade?" Xiaobai saw that the maid disappeared when she came back, and asked curiously.

"It seems that when Fu Chengqing and the man in black were fighting, Xiaoyu was afraid and ran away. After that, I never saw her again. If you don't mention it, I've forgotten that even if she comes back, I dare not use the servant who runs away when the master is in trouble. " Qing Jiu changed her clothes and gave her dirty clothes to the maid. She sat by the bed, thinking about how to meet Yang Xuanyun.

"As the saying goes, if you cheat once, you don't have to do it a hundred times, do you? If you want to see Yang Xuanyun, you can ask Hefeng for help. " Xiaobai guessed Qing Jiu's mind, casually put forward an opinion.

Qing Jiu nodded, stood up, ready to walk around the house, take a chance, may meet and wind.

Sure enough, this just go out soon, Qing nine see and wind a person sitting in the lotus pool, eyes empty, don't know what to think.

"Gentle breeze!" Qing Jiu called him.

He Feng seems to be startled and looks at Qing Jiu in shock. It's only a long time since he saw him. He feels that Qing Jiu has lost weight again, his face is morbid white, and his heart aches again.

"Young lady, how are you?" He Feng stands up, hands behind him, don't let Qing Jiu see his slightly trembling hands.

"Very good, Hefeng. I have something to ask you. Please make an appointment with Yang Xuanyun for me and invite her to your room. I have something to say to her. Yes, I have something to say to you. As soon as possible, please Qing Jiu bit his lip and whispered.

Seeing that Qing Jiu was so serious and nervous, he Feng knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded heavily. He immediately went to Yang's house to invite Yang Xuanyun.

In the evening, Yang Xuanyun and he Feng are waiting for Qing Jiu in that room.

"I'm sorry I'm late." Qing nine hurried in, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and a slight gasp.

"It's OK. I'm not in a hurry." When Yang Xuanyun was at home, he heard that Fu Chengqing and Qing Jiu were ambushed when they went out. He was very worried. In the morning, he heard that they had returned safely, and his heart was put down.

"Let's sit down and say, Hefeng, you sit down too. I need your help in this matter." Qing Jiu took Yang Xuanyun and sat down with a dignified face.

"I came to you because I don't have much time." Qing Jiu hesitated again and again, or decided to come clean. She was sure that these two people would not tell.

"What?"

"How?"

Two people blurt out almost at the same time, shocked to see to Qing nine, half a day all didn't slow over spirit.

"Listen to me. At first, Wang threatened me with my family and asked me to stay with Fu Chengqing. Later, he gave me a package of black pills. Wang said that the poison of this kind of medicine would slowly penetrate into the body, and within six months, he would die. Recently, I feel that the poison is eroding my body faster and faster. Now my ears can't hear from time to time, and it won't be long before I can hear completely. Then I will be blind and die. I secretly went to see the doctor, and eventually I would bleed and die. So I need your help. "

"After more than a month, Fu Chengqing will marry me again. At that time, Hefeng, you will take me away; Miss Yang, put on your wedding dress and marry him. " Qing nine hook lips, but it is a sad smile.

"No, the young master will be mad!" He Feng was the first to object and said firmly.

"He won't marry me! What's your idea? What's the poison in the world? I don't believe it! My Yang family is a family friend of the great doctors in Jiangnan. There is no poison they can't solve in this world! I'll write and let them come! " Yang Xuanyun got up and was about to leave.

"Miss Yang, didn't we speak well at the beginning?" Qing nine pulls her wrist, red eyes, watery eyes full of supplication.

"Yes, that's right when we said that. That's because I didn't think Fu Chengqing would be attracted to anyone. I thought he married the same people. But you should know how much he likes you. I won't and can't marry him Yang Xuanyun bit her teeth and stubbornly held back the tears in her eyes.

"Then you should do it for me. Will you finish it?" Qing Jiu feels that hearing is disappearing, and the world is quieting.

Fortunately, she had done her homework ahead of time. Looking at other people's lips, she probably knew what they were saying.

"You! Well, after that, I will leave. I don't care whether the young master is alive or dead! " She couldn't bear to refuse again, so she had to sit down again with a black face.

He Feng kept silent all the time, thinking: since this is what Qing Jiu wants, he will do it, just sorry for the young master.

"Thank you." Qing nine smile, face is full of relief, let two people more distressed.

When Qing Jiu returned to Fu's house, it was already dark. Fu Chengqing was sitting in the room with dinner in the tray at hand.

"Where are you going so late?" Fu Chengqing said in a low voice, suppressing his anger; He sent several groups of people to look for it, but they didn't find it. God knows how flustered he was.

"I, I just went out to play. What are you doing? You look fierce!" Qing Jiu pretends to be angry, sits on the chair, turns his head to one side, no longer looks at him.

"I'm just worried about you. Well, it's my fault. Let's eat first." Fu Chengqing pursed her lips and pushed the tray toward Qing Jiu.

Qing nine secretly cry bad, she can't hear what Fu Chengqing said.

However, seeing that he pushed the tray towards her, I knew that he meant to let her eat.

Qing Jiu didn't speak at all, and quietly picked up chopsticks to eat.

When Fu Chengqing saw her eating, he guessed that she was not angry. He raised his mouth slightly and went to the desk. He picked up a picture on the desk, went to Qing Jiu and handed it to her.

Qing Jiu looked up and saw that the painting was a red wedding dress.

"I couldn't find you in the afternoon, so I drew a wedding dress. How about that? I'll order someone to make it. You'll wear it on the wedding day, won't you? " Fu Chengqing said with a smile, eyes gentle water.

Qing Jiu looked at his face, nose acid, in front of a thin layer of water mist, she quickly lowered her head, rice grilled into her mouth, vigorously nodded.

Fu Chengqing thought that she was shy, and touched her head fondly.

Qing Jiu pulled the corners of his mouth, blinked his eyes, tears fell into the rice, mixed vegetables, eat together into his mouth.

Half a month later, Qing Jiu's wedding dress was ready.

Fu Chengqing cheerfully holding the clothes, let Qing Jiu try on.

"Isn't it all the right size? I don't have to try, do I? " Qing Jiu shakes her head. She's aching all over recently. She can't bear to wear clothes everyday. What's more, it's said that this kind of complicated wedding dress?

"Give it a try. There's no time to change anything that's not suitable!" Fu Chengqing thinks that Qing Jiu is more and more strange, but he can't say what's strange. Isn't Qing Jiu standing in front of him?

"All right." Qing Jiu nodded, took the clothes and went to the back of the screen to change.

After tossing about for a long time, I changed my clothes.

Qing Jiu slowly came out of the back of the screen and felt that the clothes weighed at least 10 jin.

"How are you?" Qing Jiu asked cautiously, looking down at the clothes, for fear that there was something wrong with them.

"Well, not bad." Fu Chengqing was amazed at the moment when she saw her. Her skin was better than snow and her eyes were brighter than teeth.

Countless words pop up in his mind, but when he comes to his mouth, it becomes "good".

He still doesn't know how to praise girls, but they still have a lifetime to learn.

"I'll change it." Seeing that Fu Chengqing was satisfied, Qing Jiu was also relieved. He went back to the back of the screen and changed his clothes.

She wants to find a chance to show her wedding dress to Yang Xuanyun, or let Yang Xuanyun come directly.

"Cheng Qing, I'm bored myself. Can you ask Miss Yang to come with me?" Qing Jiu folded the wedding dress, put it aside, took Fu Chengqing's arm and said coquettishly.

Recently, Fu Chengqing has just taken over all the affairs of the Fu family. He is very busy. In addition, the day of marriage is getting closer and closer. He also has to be busy with the wedding. The number of times they meet is also getting less and less.

Fu Chengqing also knew that he was too busy recently. He thought for a moment, took Qing Jiu's hand and patted her on the back of the hand. "You can invite whoever you want. You are the hostess of this family." He reached out to scrape the bridge of her nose and smirked fondly.

"Well." Qing nine returned him a smile, looking at not far away wedding dress in a daze.

In the afternoon, Qing Jiu invited Yang Xuanyun to the house and asked her to try her wedding dress.

"Well, I'll take it back tonight, I'll send it back tomorrow morning, and I'll try it myself, OK." Yang Xuanyun is embarrassed to refuse Qing Jiu, but she can't ask her to wear the wedding dress designed by Fu Chengqing for her.

Therefore, she has to think of a good way to get the best of both worlds.

"Well, talk to me." Qing Jiu coughed a few times, and the redness on her face became more and more abnormal.

Yang Xuanyun's eyes were sharp. She saw something strange at a glance. She raised her hand and pinched Qing Jiu's face.

Yang Xuanyun frowned and didn't know what to say.

"Fortunately, Fu Chengqing has been busy with business recently, otherwise I would have known that you were not right! However, your make-up technique is not bad. You almost cheated Miss Ben... Forget it, let's not mention the unhappy things. I'll let my servant girl Qingqing take back the wedding dress quietly. Leave a message for Hefeng and I'll take you out to play. " Yang Xuanyun's heart is sour. It's no use comforting him. It's better to go out and play.

"Where are you going?" Qing Jiu has a little hesitation, wriggling.

"My family has set up a private school for women in the north of the city. This afternoon, a gentleman will talk about guzheng, flute, Pipa and erhu. Won't you go and have a look?" Yang Xuanyun picks eyebrows. She guesses that Qing Jiu will like it.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard these things, Qing Jiu didn't hesitate any more. She told Hefeng that she and Yang Xuanyun had gone out and left directly.

He Feng tells Fu Chengqing about it. Fu Chengqing smiles helplessly. He doesn't want to know when the relationship between the two is so good.

More than a month later, the wedding date arrived as promised.

According to the custom, married men and women can not meet until the bridal chamber on this day.

Qing Jiu sat in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Madam, you are so beautiful. I will be glad to see you tonight." It's cui'er, a new servant girl, who makes up for Qing Jiu. She thinks it's the first time the young master has married.

Qing Jiu smiles but does not speak. Yu Guang glances at the opening of the back window. She looks down: time is up.

"Cui'er, go and get the pen and paper for me." Qing nine lightly said a sentence.

Cui'er answers, trots over and takes a pen and paper. As soon as she comes back to Qing Jiu, she feels a pain in the back of her head and falls to the ground.

"Can't you do it less? Wait for her to put the pen and paper on the table and hit it Qing Jiu complains.

Yang Xuanyun put out her tongue behind her and put down the stick with a embarrassed smile.

As like as two peas, Yang Xuanyun and her are just like the ones they wear. Their make-up is similar. Anyway, when the time comes, they will not be able to see it.

"You wedding dress..."

"I asked the group to spend a night writing down all the details of this wedding dress, and then, oh, I made one of the same. Fu Chengqing designed it for you. I can't wear it! " Yang Xuanyun said with a smile.

"Madame." Hefeng jumped in from the back window, his eyes were red, as if he had cried just now.

"My stuff." Qing Jiu reaches out to Yang Xuanyun.

"Here you are, colorless, tasteless and painless." Yang Xuanyun was a bit awkward. She took out a small black bottle from her sleeve and handed it to Qing Jiu.

"When I write a few words, I'll go." Qing Jiu squatted down, picked up the pen and paper, wrote a few words, and then stuffed the paper into his clothes.

"In half an hour, you, you will surely die. Qing Jiu, you can think clearly." Yang Xuanyun really wanted to pick up the stick and give her a beating. He was afraid that he would really hurt her.

"Well." Qing nine nods, then is in front of a black.

Her eyes are out of sight. This time, it's really the end of the day.

"Hefeng, give me a hand. I can't see." As soon as the voice fell, Yang Xuanyun and he Feng were stunned and looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

"Good." He Feng chokes and holds Qing Jiu's arm.

"It's time for me to go, Xuanyun. Please." Qing Jiu chuckles.

He Feng takes a look at Yang Xuanyun, nods and leaves with Qing Jiu.

Hefeng takes Qingjiu to the house next to Fu Fu. You can hear the sound of joy near Fu Fu.

Qing jiuban was lying on the couch in the yard, holding the small bottle in her hand and closing her eyes.

If it wasn't for the slight gasp, Hefeng would think that she had gone

"Is the auspicious time coming?" Qing Jiu asked weakly.

He Feng just wanted to open his mouth, but he thought that Qing Jiu couldn't hear or see, and he didn't know what to do for a moment; He listened carefully to the sound of joy. It was indeed a good time.

"It should be here. I feel the sun is hot." She said to herself.

"If Fu Chengqing is not happy, remember to give this to him for me." Qing nine takes out a piece of already crumpled paper from the bosom, also don't know with the wind in which direction, casually deliver to mid air.

"Good." Hefeng choked and didn't know to whom the word was meant.

Qing jiugou lips, pull out the cork of the small bottle, pour the medicine into the mouth, swallow.

"Hefeng, in fact, life is like a dream. In the end, each of us will find that all life and death, love and hate, are fleeting and cannot be forced."

"In fact, I've seen your mind for a long time. I hope you live well. You're a good man."

"Help me take care of my family. Fu Chengqing and Xuanyun will do their best, but I still want to ask you one more time."

“.…..”

Qing Jiu seems to finish everything.

He Feng held back his tears and nodded his head.

"I'm tired. Sleep. You don't have to wake me up." Qingjiu's mouth is slightly raised, as if ready to enter a sweet dream.

Hefeng leaned over to listen, but could no longer hear the subtle sound of breathing.

A leaf slowly fell on Qing Jiu's hair. He Feng reached for it and held it carefully in his hand

It seems that's all he can do for her.

Fu Chengqing found something wrong after lunch.

He wants to see Qing Jiu, but finds the room empty. He suddenly realizes that he Feng hasn't appeared all morning.

He went crazy and turned Fu Fu Fu upside down, but he couldn't find Qing Jiu.

Finally, I had to find Yang Xuanyun.

According to the address Yang Xuanyun said, he knew a small house.

He opened the door and saw Qing Jiu lying on the couch, and he Feng standing beside her.

"Young master." He Feng didn't expect that Fu Chengqing would find him so soon. Knowing that he was ashamed of the young master, he knelt down directly.

Fu Chengqing went directly to Qing Jiu and reached for her hand. It was cold.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of heart, which he has learned today.

"It's for you, young master." He Feng hands a piece of paper to Fu Chengqing.

Fu Chengqing took it without expression and opened it.

"You said you would listen to me, then promise me the last three things. First, forget me and marry Yang Xuanyun; Second, manage the business well; Third, live a long life and have plenty of children and grandchildren. Qing Jiu's last stroke. "

Fu Chengqing really felt that this woman was the most cruel, but he had no way at all.

"He Feng, go back to the house and ask the servant to take off all the red. Then he said that his wife was ill and had gone. The whole family had been in mourning for three years. Tell Miss Yang that at the end of three years, I will lift the sedan chair eight times to welcome her through the door. " Fu Chengqing folded the paper and bent over to pick up Qing Jiu.

"When we go home, I'll be obedient. Are you at ease?" Fu Chengqing looked at the person in his arms with a look of doting. He thought that she was so light and it was not true to hold her in his arms.

Three years later, Fu Chengqing, the leader of Fu family, married Yang Xuanyun, the only daughter of Yang family.

Fifty years later, Fu Chengqing died.