The ghost husband of Jinxiu's good fortune comes to the door

Chapter 57
Holding the jade hairpin in her hand, Li Ruoxian looked at the flickering candlelight in front of her, her eyes gradually became dizzy, and she became dazed.

The sky was slightly bright outside the window, looking at the candle, there seemed to be tears in her eyes, as if it was difficult to digest what she saw in her dream, Cui went crazy and died of a heart attack. , Just a glance, it is heartbreaking, and I can't bear to look directly at it.

She died of poisoning, vomited blood, her eyes were hopeless and hollow, and she could not rest in peace. Her complexion was blue and somewhat hideous, which also explained why Yan Xingchen turned into a black ghost after seeing Cui's death.

Black ghosts are usually transformed by people who died of sickness or depression.

After Cui's death, it was Yu Qiu who came to make up and comb her, so that no one could see any clues, but what Li Ruoxian saw was Cui after putting on makeup. No one doubted Cui's The cause of death was that she died of a relapse of an old disease.

As time passed slowly, Yan Xingchen looked at Li Ruoxian quietly. Under the candlelight, Li Ruoxian's face was calm, her eyes imprinted with firelight were unusually bright, and the candlelight illuminated the outline of her face half-bright and half-dark. The side face is also enough to make people unable to take their eyes off.

Three thousand strands of hair hang down your back like a waterfall, extremely graceful, and a few strands of hair on one side of hers slide down along with her movements, floating in mid-air, very harmonious and beautiful.

After a long time, Li Ruoxian's voice murmured, "Yan Xingchen, I already guessed that Li Qiumei's mother's death had something to do with it. Even now that the truth has surfaced, I'm not in a hurry to take revenge. Li Qiumei killed my mother alive. Tortured to death, she died too quickly, isn't it too cheap for her?"

Li Ruoxian closed her eyes as she said, two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks, "Yan Xingchen, do you think that I am vicious and scary like this?"

What kind of woman is Li Ruoxian?Yan Xingchen asked himself, he didn't think she was vicious, Li Ruoxian under the cold appearance had a delicate and fragile heart, she was kind, even when she heard that she wanted revenge, Yan Xingchen still thought so.

Yan Xingchen didn't expect that it was the first time Li Ruoxian showed her emotions in front of her, and it was so heart-wrenching for her to shed her cold disguise.

Seeing Li Ruoxian's tears, he wanted to reach out to wipe them away, but it was in vain after all. Li Ruoxian was clearly in front of him, but it seemed that there were thousands of mountains and rivers, far and wide.

Yan Xingchen wanted to comfort her. He was always talkative, but after seeing Li Ruoxian's tears, his heart was in a mess. He didn't know how to comfort this woman who looked strong on the outside but was actually very fragile on the inside.

This is not the first time for Li Ruoxian to cry in front of him, but her tears made him very sad, and what was even more sad was that he had no way to wipe away her tears, hugged her in his arms, and could only sit helplessly on her The other side looked at her quietly.

Li Ruoxian didn't mean to ask him to answer, but just continued on his own, "Why do you men have three wives and four concubines? If you only married one woman and loved her alone, this wouldn't happen. I hate this kind of intrigue, but the reality can't help me, it forces me to become a vicious person."

Yan Xingchen wanted to say: "Xianxian, you can say this to me, it proves that you already regard me as a confidant, I think the same as you, there is only one heart, all jealousy and resentment are just because of too much love and selfish possessiveness."

In this life, he will only be moved by Li Ruoxian, marrying her as his wife, I'm afraid it is his extravagant wish...

Li Ruoxian: "You keep asking me why I'm so cold-hearted and not talkative. Obviously, the me in my dream is very lively and cheerful... The Li Ruoxian who was disturbed by the world before was wiped out by me. Yan Xingchen, if I If it doesn’t change, I will be tortured to death. I fainted because of a heart attack in front of my mother’s grave..."

"When I woke up, it was Master Wan Kong who saved me. She said that my heart disease was caused by taking a medicine for a long time. This disease would enter my heart with the blood and burn it on my heart. The deep roots make me haggard physically and mentally, and I am dying of pain." Li Ruoxian smiled, and the smile was so bleak, "I followed you today, and after seeing the cause of my mother's death, I realized that my mother was me. A lesson from the past."

Li Ruoxian looked at Yan Xingchen, her eyes were exceptionally bright after washing with tears, "Yan Xingchen, Li Qiumei didn't just want to kill my mother, if I didn't choose to go to Zhongnanshan to keep my filial piety, I would be the next one to die, what do you think?" How can I avenge such a deep hatred, so as to relieve my anger?"

Her voice was very soft, but it was as if thousands of needles were piercing her heart, making her suffocating. Looking at such a sad and strong Li Ruoxian, the soft light of the candlelight seemed unable to melt away the deep sadness in her eyes.

It's just that the eyes met at this moment, Yan Xingchen's heart ached, and his hand slowly stroked Li Ruoxian's cheek, but it only stayed within an inch.

He knew that he couldn't touch Li Ruoxian. After a long time, Yan Xingchen comforted him with a soft tone: "Xianxian, don't cry, your hatred is my hatred. If we are united, we will make those who bully us kneel down." At our feet, we will step on their heads, stand at the pinnacle of life, and look at life with a smile."

For the first time in his life, he wanted to guard someone, to take care of her, to be with her, to love her well.

Li Ruoxian felt that she was indeed the same kind of person as Yan Xingchen, and his thoughts coincided with his own. He stepped on other people's heads to stand at the peak of life, and looked at life with a smile.

The corner of Li Ruoxian's mouth raised a smile, she looked at Yan Xingchen in front of her, her eyes sparkled, but she was indescribably serious, "Yan Xingchen, how did you die?"

(End of this chapter)