Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 82
"You quack doctor, if you can't cure her, I'll make you lose your head right now." This cold voice seemed to belong to Duan Yuerong.

I woke up, moved my hand slightly, Duan Yuerong rushed over, and said as softly as possible: "You, how are you..."

Someone stuffed a few bitter pills into my mouth, and I woke up completely.

I recuperated for a few days, and Duan Yuerong often came over with Xiyan in her arms, sat beside me, and talked with me, but I didn't say a word, just stared blankly ahead.

I didn't see Chuhua again, I didn't expect Meng Zhao to come to see me on this day.

With a fixed face, he knelt down to apologize to me.I just shook my head feebly and told him to get up.

I asked Mengzhao if Chuhua was okay, and Mengzhao relaxed his face, and slowly told me with some discomfort that Chuhua's body was getting worse and worse, and now he couldn't get out of bed at all.

I asked what was going on in surprise, and he slowly told me that he and Chuhua couldn't eat well or sleep well in the miasma-poisonous place, and her own constitution was also very weak. Neither of them thought that they would be pregnant in that kind of place. As a child, I am very happy to draw for the first time.

However, Mengzhao heard that many pregnant women who lived in Miasma in the past were prone to miscarriages or gave birth to stillbirths, so the first thing Mengzhao did when he came out of Miasma was to take Chuhua to see the doctor, and indeed the doctor’s The conclusion is not optimistic.Chuhua herself was very weak when she entered the land of poisonous miasma. Although her body was protected by the anti-drug pill of the original family, the anti-drug pill itself was also a kind of poison, and her body could hardly bear these two highly poisonous substances. Fighting in the body.

So when she came out of the miasma, her body was actually at the end of its strength, and its oil was exhausted.

Being able to survive until now is probably just for the child in the womb. The doctor told Meng Zhao with regret that not only Chuhua will not live long, but even the child in the womb is stillborn in all likelihood, even if it can be born, it will be very soon. die young.However, Meng Zhao didn't dare to tell Chu Hua, for fear of irritating her, then Chu Hua would really be unable to live immediately.

Speaking of later, Meng Zhao's eyes were full of sorrow and sorrow, and weak tears loomed, "If I had known this earlier, Meng Zhao would not have accompanied the son to Xi'an, so Meng Zhao would not have encountered Chu Hua, and Chu Hua would not have met him." To suffer such pain, not only may you have to experience the pain of bereavement, but you will also die so early."

Meng Zhao said softly: "Meng Zhao heard from the eldest son and Chu Hua that Madam and his sister lost their mother in their early years and were sold to Xi'an as slaves when they were young, so Madam loves her sister very much. What Chu Hua said, Madam Surely I can't bear it, please forgive Chu Hua for the reason that Chu Hua has suffered a miserable life, and because of the possibility, maybe Meng Zhao will not see her tomorrow."

The guilt and shock flooded my heart, I could only cry and shake my head at Meng Zhao repeatedly.

On this day, I got out of bed and walked slowly to the courtyard where Chuhua lived. Through the window lattice, I saw a beautiful woman in lake clothes, sitting on the bed and concentrating on sewing a baby's top.

I slowly came to the open door, knocked on the door frame, and woke up Chuhua.When she looked up and saw it was me, she hugged her stomach in surprise and wanted to get up, so I hurried over to let her sit down.

I was a little overwhelmed, and said apologetically: "A few days ago, I was excited at the moment, so I didn't scare my sister."

Chu Hua blushed in shame and said, "Where did my sister say that? It's obviously that Chu Hua is wrong... Elder sister is right, Jinxiu was very good when Jinxiu was young, Chu Hua really shouldn't say this behind Jin Xiu's back ..."

I shook my head and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about the past anymore, Chuhua... you've been doing well recently, but you're so sick?"

Chuhua's face turned slightly red, and he shook his head, "Baby is very good, Chuhua doesn't feel bad, it's just that sometimes his legs cramp, but he's tired and Meng Zhao has to massage Chuhua's legs every night."

I couldn't help praising: "General Mengzhao is such a considerate and good husband!" I picked up the little clothes she was making, and exclaimed, "It's so cute, the first painting is really well done..."

Chuhua's eyes were full of tender love, and he said happily: "Before Chuhua, I heard from the old people in the purple garden that newborn children must wear cotton clothes, and it is best to wear leftover clothes from grown-up children." Next," she said hopefully, "this is how the baby grows up healthily. Elder sister's Princess Xiyan is lively and cute, I like Chuhua very much, can my sister give Chuhua some clothes from when she was a child?"

I immediately patted my chest to reassure, "No problem, my Xiyan is really naughty, she's growing fast, I'll send you a dozen when I go back to Jun's village."

Then I thought about it with embarrassment, the children's clothes I made for Xiyan... the sleeves are usually one long and the other short. Fortunately, Xiyan never protested, so if I give it to Chuhua like this, will it make me feel uncomfortable? People laugh...

But Chuhua thanked him with joy, with tender longing in his eyes, "Sister, do you think the baby in Chuhua is a boy or a girl?"

I suddenly remembered that Meng Zhao said that the first painting might not be alive soon, and that the child might be stillborn, so I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, but he said seriously: "Pick up the clothes and let me have a look."

Chuhua obediently lifted the thin quilt and lifted the clothes. I touched it pretendingly, shook my head and said: "The old people say that the round belly of a pregnant woman is a girl, and the pointed one will give birth to a boy. I touched the one in Chuhua The stomach... seems a bit pointed, I guess it must be a boy."

Chu Hua happily said: "That's great, Meng Zhao said that he always wanted a boy."

She nodded to me, with a look of great determination, "Sister, if this child is really a boy, Chuhua will name him Huashan."

I was stunned, thinking of the magnificent Ziqi Villa on the waist of Huashan Mountain, and then realized that Chuhua must be homesick, so I smiled and said that this name is good.

The two talked cheerfully around the child for a while, Chu Hua suddenly smiled and said, "Sister, do you still remember the New Year's Eve in the second year of Yongye, do we play lottery?"

Ah, on that big banquet at Dexinju, we little Wuyi had a rare gathering, and Chuhua and Feijue were also there.

For a while, the past was like a long river, and the boat sent me to slow down.

"Chuhua remembers that the lottery drawn that year was 'Lanling Scenery', and the little poem said 'Peach Red is another year of spring'. I didn't expect it to be quite accurate." Chuhua's voice dropped.

But my heart became flustered. Does the Lanling Scenery mean that I want to paint in Lanjun forever?

I laughed and said: "That's right, Xiao Chuhua is really lucky, and General Meng has been recruited."

Chuhua's face flushed again, he raised his bright eyes and said to me sincerely: "Chuhua asks my sister for a favor, okay?"

I played with the children's blouse and said with a smile: "Just talk about the first drawing."

A mist suddenly appeared in Chuhua's eyes, "If Chuhua is gone, I beg my sister and Duan Shizi to ask Meng Zhao to find another woman who loves him and loves him so that he can take care of him."

My hands trembled, and the child's coat fell to the ground. I quickly picked it up, and said in a rough voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? Aren't your people sitting here properly? What are you talking about?"

But Chuhua tightened my hand and smiled, "Sister, don't lie to Chuhua, Chuhua has also learned some medical principles in Ziyuan, and understands that my body is getting worse day by day, Chuhua... In fact, I won't live long..."

My hands trembled too, watching her choke there.

Her smile was tinged with sweetness, "But Chuhua didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and I didn't regret it at all. Being able to know Meng Zhao...Chuhua is so happy...Sister, when Mengzhao was dying in the miasma, Chuhua once Pray to the heavens, if Mengzhao can walk out of this miasma alive, Chuhua is willing to die instead of him. Now Mengzhao is alive and well, so Chuhua is very grateful to God, not at all resentful, just...

"It's just that people are really greedy. Sister, Chuhua has a child now, but he hopes to live to see the child grow up healthily. Meng Zhao taught him martial arts, and Chuhua can take the child to see the romance in Meng Zhao's mouth." Hometown..." Chuhua sighed, but tears welled up in his eyelashes, "Sometimes when I said these words to Meng Zhao, he would get very angry and always told me not to think too much. He said that if something happened to Chuhua, he would I will never marry another woman for the rest of my life.

"So, Chuhua begs my sister, I must find a companion for Meng Zhao." Tears hung on Chuhua's peach cheeks.

Many years later, whenever I think of the first painting, there is such an unusually beautiful and weak smile in front of me, like peach blossoms swaying in the misty spring rain, but I clearly remember the fortitude in her tearful eyes.

I just heard her smile at me and said: "Sister is really lucky, just like that lottery, she got an apricot lottery, and she was destined to serve noble people... I can tell from the first painting that Sanye Bai really likes it." Sister, now the little prince is also in love with my sister, so in the future, my sister must help Meng Zhao find Chuhua..."

"You're talking nonsense again. Talk about you and make fun of me again." I turned away pretending to be angry, but quickly wiped away my tears secretly, then turned my back, grabbed her shoulder, and said loudly: "Chuhua, I, Hua Mujin, are here to solemnly inform you that I will definitely not help you, because Meng Zhao is not willing, I am not willing, and Huashan Baby is not willing, so you must and will do well in Chuhua If you want to live on, you promise me first, and you are not allowed to say no."

Chuhua looked at me in shock, and stood there for a long time, letting tears well into his eyes, but swallowed his breath.

I stared at her with wide eyes, trying not to let my tears fall again.

After a long time, Chuhua nodded vigorously to me, then threw herself on my shoulder and cried sadly.

I shouted harshly: "Why are you crying, this little girl, you know how to think wildly."

But when he lowered his head, he realized that his face was already full of tears, and his front was all wet.

(End of this chapter)