The candlesticks in the house had fallen to the ground and were extinguished into darkness. Only the light in the courtyard can vaguely pass through the white window paper and reflect into this room.
Jiang Xuening didn't even know how she got there.
And what kind of strength is supporting her body so that she will not fall down in the middle of the journey.
There was blood on the wound on Dao Qin's face, and even his hands were covered with blood, as if he was pressing the wound hard for someone.
The blood dripped from his fingers.
When Jiang Xuening walked past him, the handsome and taciturn boy almost choked up: "I was slow..."
Jiang Xuening acted as if she couldn't hear her.
All she could see was the pool of blood spreading along the cracks in the floor tiles.
In the originally tidy room, the boxes, books, and account books were almost all turned upside down, and several account books and a stack of rice paper were scattered everywhere. That former concubine from the uncle's mansion in Qingyuan, that girl who had suffered a lot in the past, was dying like that with her eyes downcast, her powerless head resting lightly on the bottom of Duobaoge, and her delicate cheeks had lost all color. The hideous wound stabbed from behind on her abdomen was covered with her fingers, but the blood still flowed silently, taking away little by little what little life she had left.
how could be?
It shouldn't be like this.
Jiang Xuening still remembered the day when she went to Qingyuan uncle's mansion for a banquet, a few ferocious women rushed over from the corridor, chasing her angrily, she was afraid and anxious, bumped into her and soiled her sachet. That tear fell from her large, clear eye, reminiscent of dewdrops on the tip of grass.
Cramped, soft, awkward.
But like that grass, insignificant, but has a tenacious life.
Even if he was caught by those gangsters and pressed hard into the water, he was still struggling hard, slapping the lake surface, splashing ripples, disturbing the water waves, and the sky reflected in it was also wrinkled.
After she saved her, she once misunderstood her, thinking that she had no qualifications and did not seek to make progress.
But she surprised her.
On the day she came out of the palace, she held the box containing the bank notes and the sachet in front of her with both hands, and looked at her cautiously but full of hope, but she didn't know what kind of waves were stirred up in her heart.
That moment was the real beginning of Jiang Xuening's rebirth.
After leaving the capital for two years, You Fangyin was almost always by her side.
From Shuzhong to Jiangnan.
In the eyes of outsiders, she may be the unfavored concubine of the uncle's house, the gentle young mistress of Ren's salt farm, or even the sincere and trustworthy President You in the guild hall, but in her eyes, she will always be that one-sided, A silly girl who would give her heart and soul to others after confirming it...
Jiang Xuening felt that her body and mind had been divided into two halves at the moment, which gave her a strange calmness.
She came to her side and knelt gently in the pool of blood.
Then he stretched out his hand to help her cover the wound that was bleeding slowly. There was a dreamlike trance in his voice, and he just said: "Fang Yin, Fang Yin. I'm here. I'm fine. They all went to call the doctor. Zhou Qihuang's medical skills are so good, you will be fine."
You Fangyin's eyelashes drooped low, and when she heard the voice, she finally raised them slowly.
However, there was a blur in front of him.
Jiang Xuening was kneeling with her back to the door, her vision was also dimmed, as if half of her soul had been taken away by the bottomless abyss and soul-searching hell, it was hard to see her appearance clearly.
But she could make out her voice.
So at this moment, he made an ordinary expression like in the past, as if this moment was not parting from life and death, and called in a low voice: "Second Miss, you are here."
Jiang Xuening said to her, "Don't talk."
You Fangyin's eyes gradually filled with tears: "Daoqin didn't lie to me. I told him to go to you, but I was afraid that he would not listen and go to the doctor, which would delay my time and prevent me from seeing you..."
Jiang Xuening's voice was trembling: "Don't talk..."
But her tears rolled down suddenly, moistening her black eyelashes, revealing an unprecedented sadness: "He took away the seal, my master! He took away our seal, the business in central Sichuan and Jiangnan , something must have gone wrong..."
"Stop talking!"
At this moment, the fragile peace and calm that Jiang Xuening had managed to accumulate before was finally broken by her clumsy stubbornness and interrupted her loudly. But then, the thin shoulders trembled, and the voice seemed to be blocked by something, and it became hoarse.
I don't know if I'm talking to her or to myself.
She repeated it over and over.
"It's fine. How can you be in trouble? The saltworks and chamber of commerce, there are so many people waiting for you, and so much business to do, how can you be in trouble? Be good, don't talk, don't cry, Zhou Qihuang is very Coming soon..."
But as he spoke, his eyes turned red.
Tears fell unexpectedly.
She threw her head back hard, trying to choke them, so as not to look extra weak at such a moment. However, the sorrow of impermanence is like waves on the shore, beating her wave after wave. She was not a stone on the beach, but an injured water bird lying on the stone, constantly being pushed down by the fierce waves and completely submerged.
The world seems to have lost its foundation.
She couldn't hold on to anything, she couldn't hold anything firmly, and in fighting against the raging waves again and again, she got nothing, leaving only blood-stained wings, broken fingers and claws, and piles of piles... scars...
Jiang Xuening couldn't help crying, she stretched out her arms, and hugged You Fangyin tightly in her arms, but only felt the icy cold wrapping her, making her shiver: "Don't cry, don't cry, you will OK…"
You Fangyin curled her lips and smiled.
The tears were hotter than ever.
Jiang Xuening broke down in tears.
But You Fangyin seemed to be brought back to those days by her own words.
In her dark past, she had never seen such a bright and beautiful person, nor had she encountered such a bright and clear sky.
"I've died once, and the bottom doesn't seem to be scary, but it's kind of dark, and I can't see anything, not even black..." You Fangyin raised her finger with some difficulty, as if she wanted to move in the cold void. , but it was broken into pieces, "At that time, I seemed to have seen a person who looked like me and kept looking at me. Then you rescued me from the water, and she disappeared immediately. I... never saw her again..."
Her dark eyes reflected the halo on the window paper.
Slowly turning, but his eyes fell on Jiang Xuening's face.
She seemed to be the helpless and clumsy girl back then, and said in a voice like a veil: "It's all my fault for being too stupid. Obviously you reminded me to beware of him, but I think he saved me..."
Jiang Xuening's arms around her tightened, and she held her shoulders forcefully, but she couldn't suppress the sudden heart-pounding pain.
Zhou Yinzhi!
If Zhou Yinzhi hadn't been used, she would have been unable to save You Fangyin from the capital back then; but it was also because of her saving Zhou Yinzhi that You Fangyin would have been murdered and suffered disaster today!
Fate went round and round and played a big joke on her!
She choked up and said: "No, no, how could you be stupid? You have made such a big business, and you have come to Xinzhou to prepare food and grass. Even a person as powerful as Lu Zhaoyin will be embarrassed when he meets you, Mr. Ren Full of praise for you too...it's not your fault, you're not wrong...no one is better than you..."
The previous pain gradually faded away.
You Fangyin felt that this moment was so miraculous, as if the whole person was rejuvenated, so he asked with a bit of hope: "Is it better than that person?"
Jiang Xuening looked at her.
There was that kind of dreamlike trance in her eyes: "Sometimes, I feel that you are not looking at me. Occasionally, you are in a trance, as if you see someone else through me. I am so scared, so scared , I’m afraid that person will show up and drive me away. I don’t know how to calculate accounts, I don’t know how to read, I don’t know how to do business, and I can’t do those calculations. I’m afraid I can’t help you, I’m afraid you don’t want me, I'm afraid I can't compare to her..."
Jiang Xuening was finally stunned.
Then burst into tears.
In this life, apart from the last time and Xie Wei, she never mentioned the things of the previous life. Those are secrets that should be buried in the past. She never thought that when she saw the face exactly the same as You Fangyin in her previous life, and thought of You Fangyin in her previous life, someone would find clues from her subtle expression.
This miserable girl is so delicate and sensitive, yet she hides everything silently.
She thought of the burning oil lamp in the prison.
Think of the old account books shadowed under the lamp.
Thinking of that cowardly girl who grew up in the backyard of the uncle's mansion, she suddenly came to her one day and told her that she wanted to marry Ren Zhili in a fake marriage so that she could escape the capital and invest in a wider world to start a business.
…
Jiang Xuening couldn't help trembling.
She raised her blood-stained fingers, trying to wipe away the tears on You Fangyin's cheeks, but instead of wiping them off, a shocking bloodstain was left on the paleness.
For the first time, she was so helpless.
She hugged the silly girl tightly, like a sinner, and confessed to her with sobs: "No, no. You are the best. You let me know that I can help others, and I can play against fate. Yes You started all this, I didn't save you, you saved me, you are the most benevolent Bodhisattva... God give me another one, I don't want it. You are the only Fangyin in the world, the best Fangyin ..."
You Fangyin laughed.
It was a smile that was almost content and happy.
In this gloomy darkness, there is a radiant brilliance, shining like the scorching sun and bright moon. But it dimmed in an instant, as if this smile drained the remaining strength in her body and burned up the only embers.
At the end of her life, she grabbed her hand hard.
It was like struggling on the lake.
She cried: "Girl, I can't bear it, I really want to live..."
However, even the strength of this struggle weakened along with the dim light on her face.
The pool of blood was still and cold.
Just like the wick of the overturned candlestick finally extinguished, You Fangyin, who once bloomed in this world, also quietly extinguished.
Zhou Qihuang came with a medical box, but when he heard the movement inside, he dared not come in.
Ren Weizhi screamed from afar.
Lu Xian approached the door, and when he saw the scene inside, his body swayed, but he felt dizzy, step by step, and slowly backed away.
Jiang Xuening was covered in blood, kneeling in a pool of blood, holding the body that was gradually becoming cold.
All around is silent darkness.
With the wind blowing in, it seems that there are eleven thousand devils hiding in the darkness, laughing slyly, mocking the fate that mortals think they can control, but are actually at the mercy of God.
But I am not reconciled.
So unwilling!
Why!
Why do you want to manipulate me!
That monstrous hatred pierced her heart, wrapped her sharply, and Jiang Xuening shuddered, eyes red from crying, looked directly at the oppressive darkness above her head, and asked the void hysterically: "She was rescued by me!" Yes, why do you ask me to go back? Since you have let her go, how dare you take her away so coldly? Are you trying to tell me that nothing can be changed when you come back? Let me tell you, you are dreaming ! Unless you kill me together, otherwise you will keep your blind eyes open! In this life, I will never—never kneel to you—"