Shocking Miss Three

Chapter 211

"You..." He Jinlou looked at Hua Zhen who was hugging him tightly in surprise.

"do not leave Me……"

There was a hint of pleading in Hua Zhen's tone, maybe she really fell in love with He Jinlou.

He Jinlou sighed, hugged her tightly, buried his head deeply in her neck, and greedily smelled the faint fragrance of her body.

"Well, I won't leave you..."

Su Yi looked at the two people who were hugging each other tightly, and heaved a sigh of relief.

But she soon became inexplicably sad again.

She knows that this is not the end...

What kind of result awaits Hua Zhen?

The little maid lying on the window sill looked at the two people in the study, and there was a gleam of joy in her eyes.

The screen changed, and when he returned to the ninth floor, Su Yi no longer had the mentality of eagerly wanting to know the ending.

She suddenly became a little worried about Hua Zhen...

She was a little strange, why did she worry about Hua Zhen?

After a long time, Su Yi walked towards the tenth floor.

Maybe she is also fascinated in this story?
She smiled slightly, slowly waiting for the familiarity to enter the memory.

……

"Qing'er, are things ready?" A crisp voice reached Su Yi's ears.

Su Yi opened his eyes and saw Hua Zhen in a white dress.

The current Hua Zhen is no longer as young as before, her body is becoming more and more slender, and with that one-time-wearable skirt, she doesn't feel monotonous, but has a touch of charm.

However, Su Yi still felt that there seemed to be something more about Hua Zhen...

Don't know what it is?

Behind Hua Zhen came a maid in a hurry, that was the little maid in memory on the ninth floor.

It turned out that her name was Qinger.

Qing'er held a basket in her hand, and there were some yellow chrysanthemums in the basket.

Yellow chrysanthemum?
Where is Hua Zhen going?

She felt a faint sense of uneasiness, and hurriedly followed.

Hua Zhen took Qing'er to a mountain ridge, the mountain road was difficult to walk, Hua Zhen walked so slowly that she had to be supported by Qing'er.

Soon, Su Yi discovered that Hua Zhen had to touch her belly every time she walked uphill.

"Ma'am, you have to be careful." Qing'er said carefully while supporting Hua Zhen.

Hua Zhen nodded, and her steps were much lighter than before.

Seeing Hua Zhen's pace and movements, Su Yi thought of a word: pregnant woman.

Could Hua Zhen be...pregnant?
If she had a baby, why was she walking around?It is still a steep mountain road.

Hua Zhen took Qing'er to an open space and stopped.

Overgrown weeds ahead.

"Qing'er, help me clean up the grass there..." Hua Zhen pointed to the front and said.

Qing'er nodded, put down the basket in her hand and walked up, cleaning up the weeds in front of her bit by bit.

Hua Zhen leaned against a tree and looked at Qing'er tidying up the field, her expression suddenly became sad.

Su Yi watched from the side, a little puzzled.

What is this doing?
Soon, Qinger cleaned up.

What caught Su Yi's eyes was a tombstone.

Eight characters are engraved on it - the tomb of Jinlou, the eldest son of the He family.

Su Yi froze.

He Jinlou... is dead?
Qing'er bowed towards the tombstone, then turned to look at Hua Zhen, "Miss, it's cleaned up."

Hua Zhen nodded, and then slowly walked towards the tombstone.

She took out the bunch of yellow chrysanthemums from the basket and placed them in front of the tombstone.

Su Yi watched quietly from the side, already recovering from the shock.

Yes...the current level of medical treatment here is unable to treat tuberculosis, and can only wait for death.

Pity……

She finally knew why Hua Zhen's expression became so sad at that moment.

A generation of talents has just fallen.

Hua Zhen reached out and gently stroked the word "Jinlou" on the tombstone, and said softly:

"Husband, you have been away from my concubine for more than two months... I wonder how you are doing in another place?"

Qing'er stood by and didn't make a sound.

"By the way, my husband... I have followed what you said before I was alive, eating well, resting well... and taking good care of the flowers in the garden." There was a gentle smile on Hua Zhen's lips, this is Su Yi's first time. It was the first time I saw her such a warm smile.

"The flowers are still the same as before, blooming like this every day...the flowers bloom and fade, and this cycle..."

"By the way, my husband, after you left, I found out that I was pregnant with your flesh and blood...Do you know that it's your child and mine?"

Having said that, Hua Zhen gently touched her lower abdomen, with a warm expression full of maternal love on her face.

It turned out that Su Yi noticed that there was something else about Hua Zhen, which was the brilliance of motherhood.

It was the joy of being a mother-to-be.

"I even have a name for my concubine. If it's a girl, it's Jinxiang, if it's a boy, it's Jinyan... What do you think?"

"As for the implication of the name, I hope that the child can study hard like his father and become as eloquent as you..."

"If it's a girl, I still want to teach her how to grow flowers... because you said that the flower grower knows the love of flowers."

Suddenly, Hua Zhen didn't speak any more.

Su Yi saw her hand trembling slightly as she touched the tombstone.

"Jinlou...I miss you so much..."

Hua Zhen seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and cried out, tears streaming down and dripping on the soil.

"Ma'am, the doctor said not to be too emotional...it's not good for Madam's child." Seeing this, Qing'er hurried up to comfort Hua Zhen, and said softly while patting her on the back.

"Jinlou...he's still so young..." Hua Zhen looked at the name on the tombstone, and she shed more tears.

It seemed that there was a hint of sadness in the air, and the wind in late autumn gradually became colder and colder.

It took a long time before Hua Zhen stopped crying and touched her slightly protruding belly.

"Jinlou, don't worry... I will take good care of the child."

"Because that's the only child left between me and you, I will take care of it no matter what..."

"Ma'am, let's go, you need to rest more..." Qing'er lifted Hua Zhen, and said anxiously, "The autumn wind is very cold, it's not good for the child."

Hua Zhen nodded, looking at the tombstone reluctantly.

"Hey... Ma'am, look quickly, what kind of flower is that?"

Qing'er suddenly called out and pointed to a cluster of flowers growing behind the tombstone.

Su Yi looked over, it was a large flower with white petals, exuding a light fragrance.

That's hibiscus.

Wood hibiscus, also known as hibiscus, is a flower that blooms in October.

"...It's Sanzui Furong." Hua Zhen blinked.

"Why is it called Sanzui Furong?" Qing'er asked curiously.

Hua Zhen smiled slightly: "Because it will change into three colors, it is white in the morning, then it turns pink, and it turns red again when it is getting dark."

"So it's like this... Speaking of which, the young master just likes this kind of flower called hibiscus?" Qing'er seemed to remember something.

Hua Zhen smiled when she heard this.

It's just that there is a trace of sadness in that smile.

"Maybe...that flower is the incarnation of Jinlou?"

(End of this chapter)