Chapter 749

  Even the carvings of Baizi Xichun were painted with a layer of color like tea stains.

  A few gray magpies landed on the roof of the pavilion, and Shen Baizhong could only see from a distance, several birds and black shadows against the red and purple glow of the sky, pecking at each other with their beaks and flapping their wings.

  Shen Baizhong didn’t know how long he had been with the servants of Zhenguo Princess’s Mansion. Until the twilight, the sheepskin lanterns on the promenade and under the corridors of Zhenguo Princess’s Mansion were lit up a little, and then they arrived at the door of Bai Qishan’s study.

  Several servants guarded the door of Bai Qishan's study, and their faces were reddened by the bright lights.

  Shen Baizhong was not invited to enter, so he had to stand outside the door and look inside. He always felt that this place...has an inseparable relationship with his own past.

Shen Baizhong was standing in the courtyard... through the open partitions, he looked into the brightly lit study room. There was a picture of winter plums hanging on the wall facing the door. Stopped by the loyal servants of the Bai family.

  He stood at the door and stared at the winter plum picture in the flickering lights.

"I can't give you this winter plum picture. Although it is from Mrs. Bai Zhong's hand, this winter plum picture... but my wife of Bai Qishan! Brother Bai Zhong should still ask for something! Not like that... …Brother Bo Zhong finally came to Dadu and stayed in Dadu for a few more days. I will ask you to arrange a place to live. Most of the guards at the residence were retired from the Bai family army. I asked Mr. Hao to pick a few people and stay with you. If you get better in the metropolis, you can choose some fashionable jewelry for your wife, count my account, and ask you to take it back to your wife. It is also considered that Brother Bo Zhong didn't come here in vain."

  Shen Baizhong suddenly appeared in his mind a kind-looking young man. He was familiar with him, but he couldn't remember who it was. He only felt that respect came from his heart.

"It's the busy farming season. My wife is young and bad at handling farmland matters. Yeniang is getting older. I have to rush back to help Yeniang. I don't know if the little skin monkey in Ruohai has been out for a few months. Teach Green Bamboo..."

  Shen Baizhong suddenly covered his heart, remembering the clumsy joy of his wife when he had said this.

Mrs.   ...

  He seems to have forgotten something extremely important, such as his wife.

"How is the disparity between you and me? When did I care about my status? What if I am too old? I don't care! You are clearly pleased with me. I dare to abandon glory and wealth for you. Why don't you dare to marry me? !"

  Shen Baizhong suddenly held onto the red lacquer red pillar, only to feel a splitting headache and dying heartache.

   "Master!"

  As soon as Shen Qingzhu entered the door, he saw Shen Baizhong holding the red lacquer red pillar, his face was painful, and the Bai servant on the side supported Shen Baizhong and shouted for someone to bring a stool over.

  Shen Qingzhu couldn't help himself, rushed to push away the servant who was supporting Shen Baizhong, his eyes were red and he looked at Shen Baizhong, who was already full of silver threads, and his tears were streaming: "Master! Master, I am Qingzhu!"

  Shen Baizhong raised his head, his eyes covered with red blood looked at Shen Qingzhu, his forehead was covered with fine and dense sweat.

  Shen Qingzhu, the big girl in front of me, overlaps with the stubborn and deserted little girl who was practicing swordsmanship in the snow when she was a child, and Shen Baizhong's lips whispered.

Shen Qingzhu knelt down towards Shen Baizhong, crying like a child, his words were full of sorrow and nasal voice: "Master! Master, how did you become like this... Why is your hair so white! Master... "

   Carrying Bai Qingyan's shoulders to the ground, Bai Qingyan stood up with Zhenming's hand, and walked toward his father's study with one hand holding the stove.

  Shen Baizhong was at a loss. He didn't know whether to stretch out his hand to support Shen Qingzhu, or to turn around and leave immediately, feeling a mess in his heart.

"Master!" Shen Qingzhu stepped forward and hugged Shen Baizhong's waist, crying more and more sadly, "Qingzhu I'm sorry Master! Qingzhu didn't take good care of her mother, the master thought that the master was gone... just... just followed! It's Qingzhu. I didn’t look at Master, it’s Qingzhu I’m sorry Master! I have failed Master’s entrustment!"

  Shen Baizhong heard this as if he was suddenly struck by lightning. He covered his heart with one hand and his head with the other. His eyes were congested, and his heart seemed to be stirred by countless sharp blades. The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he immediately lost his breath.

  Bai Qingyan saw this and shouted at his servant: "Hold him!"

  A burst of Zixuantian rushed to his throat, and Shen Baizhong suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, widened his eyes and fell straight back.

   "Master!"

   Amidst Shen Qingzhu’s exclamation, the Bai servants supported Shen Baizhong who almost fell to the ground.

  "Go and ask Miss Ji and the doctor to come over! Hurry!" Bai Qingyan turned around and told Zhenming.

   "Yes!" Zhenming ran away quickly in response.

  "Help the people into the side house first!" Bai Qingyan ordered.

  Shen Qingzhu followed Shen Bozhong and walked into the side room, full of anxiety.

  Bai Qingyan stood under the light of the corridor, holding the stove with both hands, looking at the sky over the darkening city, and asked the steward on the side: "Are the people in Zuoxiang's mansion gone?"

   "Back to the big girl, still waiting outside..." the steward replied.

   "Let the people in Zuoxiang's Mansion go back! Just say...I will stay! Tell them rest assured that I will not kill this old man."

   "Yes!" The steward answered, and walked quickly to the outside of the courtyard.

  Fu doctor and Ji Langhua came over and prescribed medicine one by one, and the other gave a needle. Shen Baizhong soon woke up, but his mind was still chaotic.

  Shen Qingzhu, kneeling beside the bed, almost cried and told Shen Baizhong the whole story.

  Shen Baizhong looked at the little girl who was always cold in the memory in front of him. At this time, with tears on her face, he raised his hand and gently clasped the top of Shen Qingzhu's hair. The familiarity and intimacy couldn't be faked.

  He is not good at words and does not know how to comfort this sad girl, so he can only obey the softness in his heart and raise his hand to wipe her tears.

  Shen Qingzhu cried harder, holding Shen Baizhong’s hand and crying, how long... She was not so lightly buckled by the master, and she did not even hold on to her.

  She couldn’t even believe why Master became this old man: "Master, do you remember everything? Do you remember?"

  Shen Baizhong's mind is very confused.

"Qingzhu, let your master rest well! For a while, your master may not remember it." Bai Qingyan stood by the bed and looked at Shen Baizhong, who was sitting on the bedside, and said, "I will say to the Li family," Let your master stay in the Bai family temporarily, and you will stay in the metropolis, take good care of your master."

  Shen Qingzhu turned his head to look at Bai Qingyan and thanked him: "Thank you, big girl!"

   "You..." Shen Baizhong looked at Bai Qingyan's pupils trembling lightly, and said in a low voice with some uncertainty, "Are you... Miss Suqiu?"

  Bai Qingyan shook his hand tightly on the stove, his expression was as usual, his eyes were calm: "I am not."

    Second, continue to ask for monthly tickets!

    

   

  (End of this chapter)

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