Rebirth as Hou Menfu

Chapter 1

Through the heavy curtains, the airtight room exudes a strong smell of medicine, which is mixed with unknown incense, mixed in a suffocating, dim light, and there is a cough on the bed hanging from the tent Voice.

The curtain was pulled open, and a maid came in in a plain skirt. She put the plate in her hand on the shelf beside the bed, gently pulled the curtain and hung it up, revealing a pale face in the quilt. With a haggard face, the beautiful face of the past can be vaguely seen.

"Miss, come, take your medicine." Baoqin walked to the window and opened it a little, the room was brighter instantly, Shen Yingxiu opened her eyes, and pointed to the cabinet vaguely, "Qin'er , bring that box."

"Miss, let's take the medicine first, and I'll get you Baoqin later, okay?" Baoqin's eyes were filled with sadness, and he brought the medicine over to feed her. Shen Yingxiu slapped the bowl away with one hand, and there was a strong smell of medicine It only added to the strange smell in the room. She grabbed the arm holding the piano and shouted with difficulty, "Enough, it's useless to eat any more. Instead of dragging this body, it's better to let him marry the bride as he wished." stop."

"Miss, you can't think like that, think about Madam, think about the old man." Baoqin wanted to get the pills on the plate, but Shen Yingxiu pulled them back vigorously.

This seemed to exhaust all the strength in her body, Shen Yingxiu leaned against Baoqin's arms and gasped, "Listen to me."

Baoqin wiped away tears and kept nodding, "Miss, don't worry, I won't move, hold Qin not move."

Shen Yingxiu looked at the tent, a gleam of clarity flashed in her cloudy eyes, "Qin'er, the four of you came with me, now you are the only one left by my side, and there are some dowry ornaments my grandfather gave me in the box, Your body deed is also there, let's go out of the mansion together with you, don't go back to Shen's mansion, find an honest man to marry."

Baoqin wanted to say something, but Shen Yingxiu grabbed her arm and continued, "Stop asking Butler Wang for medicine, Qin'er, I beg you, don't go anymore, I, Shen Yingxiu, are dead Don't let them be insulted like this."

A line of tears was forced out of the dry eyes, Shen Yingxiu listened to the low cry of holding the piano behind her, stared at the wind chime hanging on the tent, and the words sung by the actor kept flashing in her mind, The past is sweet, and the past is bitter.

"Qin'er, it's better to die than to live like this. I'm riddled with many diseases. Let them watch the jokes and make grandpa feel distressed." Shen Ying embroidered her bloodless lips, felt under the pillow with one hand, and took out a handful. The key was stuffed into her hand, "Listen to me, don't go to them again, and don't go to Xiangling again."

Baoqin cried and couldn't speak, the early spring day was not warm at all, gusts of cold wind blew into the house, the master and servant hugged each other and cried, Shen Yingxiu turned her head to look at the freshly smoked cigarette in the yard outside the window. A budding peach tree is a peach blossom, and it is also doomed...

In a certain study room of the Hou Mansion, a man looked down at the table and flipped through a book. Hearing that the person beside him had finished reporting, he raised his head and frowned slightly, with sharp eyes, "She doesn't eat anything?"

"Yes, Shi Ziye, Shi Zifei doesn't eat or take medicine, it seems...it seems..." The man hesitated and didn't continue.

Qi Haocheng put down his pen, and waved for people to go out, "If she has no desire to survive, then let her go."

When the door was closed, Qi Haocheng looked down at the account book on the table again, he was no longer as focused as before, stretched out his hand and rubbed between his brows, Qi Haocheng looked up at the book hanging on the opposite side of the desk. In the portrait, the person inside is wearing a white skirt with plum blossoms and white water that drags the floor, holding a jade flute in his hand, like a fairy who has stepped into the mortal world, with a clear smile, elegant and temperament.

Qi Haocheng stared at the portrait ecstatically, and murmured, "Xu'er, did I really do something wrong?"

It was still the pure smiling face that answered him, but Qi Haocheng seemed to have been reminded, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, following the person in the painting...

In the courtyard, Shen Yingxiu insisted on opening the window because of the spring-colored flower beds and the fallen leaves left in autumn and winter, and leaned weakly on the couch, watching the occasional birdsong in the yard. Looking at this lifeless room made her feel that life wasn't too bad.

"Miss, the soup is cold, why don't I warm it up for you again." Baoqin saw her slightly better face, today the lady asked to get out of bed, Baoqin is happier than anyone else, as long as the lady still wants to live Go on, it will be fine.

Shen Yingxiu nodded, and when she went out holding the piano, she moved her body with difficulty, got off the bed and walked to the dressing table with the help of the couch, who was the person in the bronze mirror, with white silk in her hair, pale and bloodless On her face, the hollows around the eye sockets looked scary at first glance, her hair was messily hanging in two buns, and Shen Yingxiu frantically grabbed the rouge and gouache on the dressing table, opened the box and applied it on her face.

That had already exhausted all her strength, she squinted her eyes, as if a gust of cold wind mingled warmth towards her, like a pair of gentle hands touching her face, she wanted to reach out to grab it, the warmth was extremely playful The earth circled around her.

Breathing became weak, the smell of medicine in the room seemed to have disappeared, Shen Yingxiu opened her eyes again, the dazzling mid-sky in the sun was the last scene left in her eyes, the hand that wanted to hunt it down finally fell powerlessly on the couch On, along with the swirling gust of wind, quietly passed away...

Baoqin opened the door and walked in with a bowl of hot soup, "Miss, the soup is here, you!"

With a bang, the soup bowl and the tray fell to the ground, and the ginseng soup fell on the floor. Holding the piano, she covered her mouth with her eyes wide open, and tears overflowed from her eyes like crazy. Shen Yingxiu leaned quietly On the couch, his head was slightly turned towards the courtyard, his eyes were closed tightly, a smile hung on the corner of his red mouth, and his hands were hanging by his sides.

Baoqin pounced on her, touched Shen Yingxiu's face with trembling hands, cried and choked up, "Miss really regressed, Ziyan used to praise Miss Thrush as the best, Miss Don't worry, Baoqin will finish the painting for you."

Baoqin brought all the rouge and gouache in front of the dressing table, wiped away her tears, went out and fetched a basin of hot water, found a clean towel from the cabinet, wiped her body, and changed into a set she used to wear when she was alive. Favorite clothes, cleaned her face and helped her put on makeup carefully, pulled out a jade hairpin that she had rewarded in the past from her head and put it on for her.

After dressing up, he opened all the windows in the house, changed himself into black and white plain clothes, tied a white cloth on his head, and walked step by step towards the gate of the desolate courtyard.

The two women at the door were knocking melon seeds and chatting, when a cold wind hit for no reason, they both shook their bodies, and one of them cursed, "It's really unlucky, it's been more than two years since I was sent here to guard this tuberculosis... His body is gone, why is he still alive!"

"Bah bah, be careful that the wall has ears, you're going to die!" The other woman hurriedly covered her mouth, "No matter what, it's still Shizifei inside."

The woman was sweating from fright, she subconsciously looked inside, and just as she was about to say something, she saw a figure walking slowly from the depths of the corridor, she threw the melon seeds in her hand in fright and yelled, "Ghost!" what!"

Another old woman patted her on the shoulder, "Why are you yelling nonsense in broad daylight." Then she looked inside, startled at first, and then shouted when she saw it clearly, "Isn't this a girl holding a piano? How can you dress so well?" so."

Baoqin looked at the two women coldly, "Go and report to Shi Ziye, Shi Zifei, and serve."

In an elegant small courtyard of the Hou Mansion, a person sitting in a wheelchair in a Tingluo hangs a pen in the air in a daze. The ink falls from the pen tip and smears on the rice paper. The butterfly wings on the rice paper have been heavily stained with ink.

Qi Haoming's heart trembled for no reason, looking at the butterfly in the painting that looked like a butterfly with folded wings, his eyes were stained with deep meaning.

The eldest concubine of the Nanyang Hou Mansion was ill for a long time, and unfortunately passed away at the age of 21, childless.

A gust of wind blew up out of thin air in the courtyard in front of the mourning hall, and the fallen leaves that had not been cleaned up on the ground were rolled up into the air.If there is an afterlife, she will never get close to this man again, she will fly to the flame and kill herself.May the Buddha give her back a clear heart and deal with it calmly...

Still on that couch, she leaned there quietly, squinting at the peach tree outside the window, in the early spring, the cold winter has just passed, the peach tree can’t wait to smoke the little buds, this is the third day after she wakes up up.

Shen Yingxiu still couldn't believe that she had come back to life. She stretched out her hand and looked at her little hand from eight years ago, making Qingbi take the mirror to look at her face again and again.

Even the maids and nurses in the house were too young for her to get used to, and she spent two full days convincing herself that this was Shen's mansion, not Nanyanghou's mansion.

The door opened with a creak, and Shen Yingxiu looked at the door subconsciously. The one who came in was still Baoqin, but it was the 11-year-old girl who smiled very immaturely eight years ago, "Miss, this is a new fruit, I I brought it from the kitchen, you can try it!"

Still acting so intimately, Baoqin picked up a peeled longan and stuffed it into her mouth, but Shen Yingxiu ate it with tears in her eyes.

"What's the matter, miss, is it not delicious? Could it be that they lied to me!" Baoqin looked at the plate of longan, and then saw the tear stains on Shen Yingxiu's face, and suddenly panicked, flicking his sleeves to trouble them.

How wonderful, since she went to the Hou's mansion and disappeared one by one, she can no longer see the naughty face on Baoqin's face, Shen Yingxiu pulled her back, and stuffed one in her mouth, " You'll know if you try it."

Baoqin quickly covered her mouth, for fear of being seen by Qiao's mother, she swallowed the jujube, and said to her secretly, "Qiao's mother just reprimanded us early in the morning, saying that we will never let the young lady go to the pond alone again. Now, what if I faint again."

Shen Yingxiu was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized that it was this dizziness that gave her a chance to come back. She felt a faint pain in her heart, just like the sequelae of her previous life. One came from her body, while she came from her heart.

Baoqin stared blankly at his young lady. After waking up, the young lady's whole body changed, she seemed to become very quiet, and she became indescribably calm, and her eyes also changed, but the eyes she looked at were more gentle. up!
"Baoqin, you're lazy again!" The curtain was pulled open at once, and Qingbi was holding a plate with two sets of newly made spring clothes inside. Baoqin hurried forward to take the tray in her hand, "I This is to give fruit to the young lady, if you don’t go get it, there will only be some pits left, Miss Qingbi, you didn’t see the woman’s face, hum!”

"Come on, the woman over there dares to offend you, so go and hang up your clothes." Turning around, she straightened Yingxiu's neckline, "Ma'am knows you've been awake for three days, and she doesn't intend to come over to take a look, but The young master still misses you."

"He was thinking about the little thing my cousin brought me last time, that's all, see if he still remembers me, I'll send someone to deliver it to him later." Yingxiu got off the couch and walked to the dressing table Sit down, "By the way, is father down?"

Qingbi didn't expect the lady to be so easy, so she let go without asking any more questions, and ordered someone to take it to the bamboo courtyard for the young master Shen Qizhi, and came over to help her recomb her hair, "Master is about to go down."

(End of this chapter)