Dream Broken You Pavilion

It was almost noon when Jing'er woke up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, got up lazily, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the corner of her eyes suddenly glanced at the black bed, and she saw a black long-sleeved gown She covered herself close to her body, and covered it with a brand new thin quilt.

His mind cleared up instantly, and only then did he remember that last night he took off his long beanie to wrap her around her, and carried her away from the old lady's bedroom, but she fell asleep at some point, and he was secretly annoyed.

After a simple wash and lunch, she secretly took out the letter Xiao Han wrote to her to read. These days, she has read it countless times and can almost memorize it word for word. In a word, every word, there is always a gentle ripple in my heart.

There was another sound of chaotic footsteps on the stairs, and Jing'er hurriedly put away the letter and stuffed it under the mattress.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman walked in first, followed by Shang Wuyang, and a woman in her 30s, holding a blue acupuncture bag.

Jing'er immediately recognized the middle-aged woman as the old lady who saw her yesterday, that is, Shang Wuyang's mother, and the woman in her 30s was her personal maid, Qing'er.

Jing'er stood up.

Mrs. Shang Qi's eyes were filled with gratitude, and she said: "Miss Jing'er, I came here uninvited."

Jing'er smiled slightly on her forehead and said, "Hello, old lady. It seems that old lady's complexion is much better."

"It's much better." Mrs. Shang Qi smiled and went forward to hold her little hand, and said, "Thanks to the girl for helping me, otherwise the old man might have died yesterday."

Turning to Shang Wuyang, he said: "Yang'er, thank you, Miss Jing'er."

Shang Wuyang took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you."

Jing'er said indifferently: "No need."

Seeing the expression on Jing'er's face, Madam Shang Qi knew it, she turned her head and gave Shang Wuyang a hard look.Then he changed his smile and said: "Girl, if he dares to touch you again in the future, you can tell me, I will make the decision for you, ah."

Jing'er said: "Thank you, old lady."

Mrs. Shang Qi showed a look of guilt, "The old man persuaded Yang'er to let him let you go home, but he just refused to this brat. Let me see, let the girl live for a while and give Yang'er some Time. The old man has ordered Xuelian and the others to take good care of her, and not to treat the girl slowly."

Jing'er thought to herself, even if they let me go home, but the blood book was not found, Shang Wuyang's knot couldn't be solved, the enmity between these two families is still unresolved, so sooner or later there will still be troubles, when will the grievances be repaid, If this matter does not fall on me, it will also fall on Xiao Han. If it is so, it is better to wait for the blood book to be found and the two families will resolve their knots. At that time, I will have him compensate me for a wedding, and I will use eight big sedan chairs to carry the wedding personally. I sent it to Jianzhou.

Thinking of this, she smiled lightly and said, "Thank you, old lady, Jing'er has no plans to leave."

Mrs. Shang Qi was a little confused, "Girl, did I hear you right?"

Jing'er intentionally or unintentionally looked at Shang Wuyang, who was as cold as frost, and said, "I won't leave if I don't get rid of my knot."

Shang Wuyang's long eyebrows trembled imperceptibly.

Jing'er looked back at Mrs. Shang Qi, and continued: "Besides, I just saw the old lady yesterday, and I also want to make sure that the old lady recovers from her illness. Jing'er is a doctor, isn't she?"

Mrs. Shang Qi's eyes turned red suddenly, and she said, "One leaf is blinding, one leaf is blinding, I'm sorry girl."

Looking at her kind eyes and the white hair falling from her temples, Jing'er's heart skipped a beat, as if seeing her mother, the warm feeling she hadn't seen for a long time made her heart soften instantly.

There seemed to be some moisture in her eyes, Jing'er calmed down and said:

"Old madam, you must not get excited about your heart palpitations. I was supposed to give old madam an injection today, but I didn't expect you to come here by yourself."

Mrs. Shang Qi said: "I know you have worked hard all night, so I don't want to tire you out any longer. No, we will come here by ourselves, and we have to trouble the girl."

Jing'er said: "It's the job of a doctor, why is it so hard?"

Speaking of which, she helped Mrs. Shang Qi sit down, as naturally as supporting her own mother.He also took silver needles to help her apply the needles, with skilled techniques and precise techniques.

Jing'er said: "You have been suffering from dampness and cold for many years, and your legs must hurt when you walk. Let me take a look for you."

After saying that, she knelt down on her knees, gently lifted her trouser legs up to her knees, pressed the acupuncture points around her knees with both hands a few times, took out a silver needle, and said softly:

"The so-called obstruction leads to pain. This wind-cold-damp evil invasion cannot be cured overnight. I will give you some blood in a while to open up the blocked blood vessels. Don't be afraid, old lady."

While speaking, the silver needle was pricked like a dragonfly on water, and the blood flowed out. Mrs. Shang Qi didn't seem to feel any pain at all. Jing'er took the gauze from the acupuncture bag and pressed it on the blood stream for a while, and the gauze was removed. At that time, the bloodstain was gone, even the needle hole was gone.

Jing'er smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Move your legs, old lady, does it still hurt?"

Mrs. Shang Qi sat and swung her legs off the ground, then stood up and took two steps, her eyes were full of surprise, "Oh, it really doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, oh, I just met you A miraculous doctor. Thank you very much."

Jing'er smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, old lady, your illness Jing'er can be cured, but it will take some time."

Her voice was as sweet as honey, crisp and gentle, and her clear eyes were dotted with stars, shining like stars, like a tranquil orchid, blooming elegantly and independently with her unique purity and spirit.

No one noticed that at this moment, Shang Wuyang's eyes were in a trance, he closed his eyes forcefully, and when he opened them again, the look of surprise in his eyes was no different from seeing something horrible. He took a few steps back and turned to walk quickly. Going out, it was more like fleeing than being frightened.

Mrs. Shang Qi was calm and joyful at this moment, she walked much more easily, and seeing Jing'er's delicate, dignified and elegant demeanor, she loved her even more.

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Shang Qi got up to leave.When they walked outside the door, they found that Shang Wuyang was standing under the corridor outside the door, looking at the mountains in the distance. Clay sculptures and wood carvings were as motionless. Under the gentle mountain wind, the long crimson hairband behind his head fluttered wantonly, as if the master was panicking at the moment. Shaky mood, nothing to fall.

Seeing him, Mrs. Shang Qi couldn't help but sullen again, ignored him, flicked her big sleeves, and took Qing'er away by herself.

Jing'er watched Mrs. Shang Qi leave, turned her head and glared at Shang Wuyang who was looking towards her, thinking: Why don't you leave?Turning around to go back to the room and was about to close the door, but was held back by a big hand...

After closing it twice, Jing'er gave up, went to sit on the stool by the table, and poured herself a cup of tea.Shang Wuyang walked in slowly, but was speechless for a while.

Jing'er turned her back and didn't look at him, she drank tea by herself, but after she finished the pot of tea, he stood still, strangely silent, strangely silent.Jing'er couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, wondering when this lunatic would have an attack again, saying that she was not afraid of being false, what was resolute was only her temperament, but after all, being beaten still hurts a lot.

Jing'er still didn't look at him, but couldn't help saying: "If you have nothing to do, please go back, I'm going to rest."

"You, have you been to Jianzhou?" Shang Wuyang finally opened his mouth.

Jing'er said, "Of course."

Shang Wuyang said: "Four years ago, did you go there too?"

Jing'er said: "Well, I go once or twice a year, what are you asking?"

Shang Wuyang stared at her for a while, then replied: "It's nothing."

Jing'er asked: "Could it be that you have suddenly become conscientious and want to send me to Jianzhou?" She thought: Isn't the Major General's Mansion in Jianzhou?Are you so kind to take me home?

Not surprisingly, Shang Wuyang's voice was cold: "Don't even think about it!"

As soon as the voice fell, he turned around and left.

Seeing him leave, Jing'er turned around to look at the open door, sneered, and murmured: "You're really sick."

Shang Wuyang was walking slowly in the forest alone, and suddenly stood still, his face was gloomy and terrifying, his eyes were bloodshot, and he slammed his clenched fist at a thick tree in front of him. There was a big hole in the mouth of the bowl, blood was seeping from the knuckles of his fingers, he didn't seem to know it, let out a manic growl, suddenly hugged the big tree and bumped his head hard upwards for more than ten times, then stopped, his forehead was tight Clinging to the tree trunk, he seemed to be in meditation. After a while, he finally let go of the innocent big tree, looked up to the sky, closed his eyes and sighed, raised his hand to straighten the messy hair on his forehead, and then took big steps to continue walking ...