Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 110 The fairy in the painting, the green kite comes to report (1)
Qiu Mingyun wanted to say that she was ready, but Qiu Mingrong grabbed her hand firmly, suppressing the pain and hatred in her heart, and said with difficulty: "Yes. Eighth sister and I will go back and prepare now, auntie, please take care of me." Rest, Bamei and I will come to see you at night."

Qiu Mingrong was unable to see Aunt Yu at night, because Aunt Yu died of a serious illness that night.

On the night of Aunt Yu's death, Qiu Mingyun cried like a tearful person, and passed out on the spot.Qiu Mingrong was very calm, she knelt beside the bed without saying a word, only weeping silently.Qiu Mingyue saw that there was deep hatred hidden in her eyes that were clouded by tears.

On the second day, Aunt Yu was buried hastily without even a tombstone.In ancient times, an aunt, especially an aunt like Xiang Yu who was promoted by a maid, was nothing more than a concubine without a status.According to the ancient feudal system, she is not qualified to erect a monument.I just wrapped it in a straw mat at random, and found a quiet place to bury him.It took only one day from Aunt Yu's death to her burial, except for the two sisters Qiuming, Rong and Qiumingyun in the mansion, only the old matriarch sighed a few words about the old relationship.Others are just indifferent.

And the third master only appeared once on the day of Aunt Yu's burial.The old lady sent someone to bring him forcibly under Aunt Ma's bed. He had a big belly, looked tired and impatient, and his eyes were blue.At first glance, it is caused by excessive indulgence.

That day when Qiu Mingyue saw such an elder, she wondered if Aunt Yu would regret that she had such a husband and brought her such a bleak life?
The afternoon sun was slightly drunk, and Qiu Mingyue leaned on the soft couch with a bit of sleepiness, holding a black, strange and unremarkable small box in her hand.It was given to her by Aunt Yu before she died.Yes, she watched Aunt Yu die with her own eyes.

That day, Aunt Yu said a lot to her, intermittent, vague, and many of them were incomplete.But when she talked about her own life experience, she was silent, her expression was desolate and desolate, with faint grief and indignation.

Qiu Mingyue always felt that Aunt Yu seemed to know a lot of things, but she seemed to have something to hide, so she couldn't reveal it.

She told a lot of things she knew about everyone in Qiufu, including the dirty, despicable private mess.Before she died, she tightly held Qiu Mingyue's hand.Said: "Please, save Ming Yun."

It was also at that time that Qiu Mingyue suddenly realized.

Aunt Yu didn't let her go that day because she wanted to treat her illness herself.Everything is just for her daughter who can't see the sun all year round.

She still remembers Aunt Yu's sorrowful, sad and desperate eyes at that time, "She was drugged by the second lady since she was born, and she threatened me with Ming Yun's life, so that I had to do things for her." She said here The body began to tremble, "I have done a lot... a lot of outrageous things... I have also killed many people. Even Ming Jin, I was deliberately instigated by her, greedy for beauty, not enterprising..."

Aunt Yu was crying, with remorse and hatred in her eyes.

"I know she poisoned me. I've had enough, enough of having nightmares every night, enough of being bullied by her every day. Enough... Really enough..." She looked at her with tears all over her face. Looking at the top of the tent, his eyes are empty.I haven't spoken for a long time.Qiu Mingyue sat quietly by the bed at that time, watching the last gleam in her eyes disappear.She stretched out her hand and closed her eyes for her.

A dazzling light came in through the window, and Qiu Mingyue subconsciously closed her eyes.So she didn't see the box in her hand, and the moment the sun came down, the cracks gave off a faint light.

After a heavy rain, the morning mist in the courtyard is thin, the green tiles are crystal clear, and the spring is bright;When I wake up in the morning, my ears are full of birdsong, my eyes are full of green branches, green and red are supporting each other, and the fragrance is very attractive.It's just like what is said in the poem, the light thunder falls overnight, and the light and the floating tiles are uneven.The affectionate peony contains spring tears, and the weak rose lies on the dawn branches.

There was a cold wind blowing by the window last night, and Qiu Mingyue felt a little weak when she woke up this morning, so she asked Honge to report to the old lady.The old lady took pity on her frailty, so she spared her greetings.It's just that the eldest lady was there at the time, so it was inevitable to say a few words of sarcasm.

After hearing Hong'e's reply, Qiu Mingyue just smiled.The Da Furen suffered from stealing the painting that day, so she was naturally in a bad mood.After finally grasping my handle, why don't you make a fuss out of a molehill?
But that day Qiu Minglan suffered a loss, and was even scolded by the eldest lady. Of course, this was exactly what she wanted.After that time, the sisterhood between Qiu Minglan and Qiu Mingyu might not be much left.

She turned her head and glanced at the gradually withering peach blossoms all over the courtyard. She was amazed by the pink and purple, coquettish and beautiful.

"Let the green kite come to see me."

Hong E was slightly stunned, then bowed her head in response.

"Yes." She turned and walked out.

Qiu Mingyue was still looking out of the window, looking at the water that had been dripping from the begonia all night outside the window, and the strands were falling down, like a woman's ink-sprayed hair, shining in the sun with gorgeous multicolored light.In the multicolored light, a peerless and evil face that is more beautiful than the begonia and the peach blossom demon is slowly reflected.His face is exquisite and picturesque, with long eyebrows flying slantingly like temples, carrying the beautiful fragrance of the green clouds and willows drooping down by the lake in the setting sun of March.A pair of eyes under the long eyebrows are like water jade beads, quietly, they are like a pool of clear spring ice and snow, so pure and beautiful that it is impossible to stare at them.However, in those bright and transparent eyes, wisps of luster flickered, and they turned into flying flowers and flowing snow in an instant, surpassing the peach blossoms in the garden, as picturesque as a dream.

The jade-colored skin outlines a perfectly blended outline.The finely carved jade is like the straight nose carefully carved by God, and the perfectly plump lips.

Such a face is like a painting when it is silent, a fairy in a painting, people can only look up to it and not desecrate it.

However, that is not a painting. When the breeze blows, the person in the painting will playfully pick up the black hair and fly.The person who was as silent as a fairy suddenly seemed to have a soul, and gradually walked over.

Qiu Mingyue was startled suddenly, her heart skipped half a beat, and then she was angry again.

"Feng Qingli, don't you know that people who scare people can scare people to death?" She sat up leisurely, her face lost her calmness and composure, showing a bit of coldness and anger.

In short, her mood fluctuated because of him.

Feng Qingli raised her eyes, then curled her lips into a small smile.Eyes full of peach blossoms, the scenery is picturesque, reflecting that person's dazzling smile, charming and coquettish.

"Monster!" Qiu Mingyue cursed in a low voice, and turned away from looking at that face that was so beautiful that it turned all sentient beings upside down.It's really unfair. It's fine for a man to be more beautiful than a woman, but even when he smiles, it's such a disaster.It's really embarrassing to show off the beauty of the world.

She poured a cup of tea and cleared her throat.

"Why are you here again?"

Feng Qingli looked at her through the window, and from a distance she couldn't see, a soft light flashed across his eyes.

(End of this chapter)