MTL - Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role-Chapter 49

That night.

The cold wind was howling, the snow was piled up, the lanterns in each courtyard were lit with open flames, red lights and green tiles, and the maids and servants in green and black clothes all looked nervous, waiting in front of the main courtyard of Zhuangzi as if they were facing an enemy. in the corridor outside.

In the Qingsong Hospital of the main hospital, Dr. Zhang was treating people on the bed through a bed curtain. He heard a faint cough in the bed, and then a plain white catkin protruded from the gap in the bed curtain.

Fei Yuan put a silk handkerchief on the wrist of the plain hand, and Doctor Zhang stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.

Dr. Zhang has always been the doctor for Jing Zhao in the government. His medical skills are very good and he understands Jing Zhao's condition very well, but even so, he can only relieve Jing Zhao's pain, but cannot cure her disease.

The young lady of the Jing family's illness will shorten her life unless there is a Daluo Jinxian alive.

Doctor Zhang took the pulse for Jing Zhao with a serious face, then got up and said, "Ma'am, it's wind and cold entering the body, and the body is weak. The body of the lady does not need heavy medicine. I will prescribe a warming and tonic prescription. The lady takes it several times." Should be fine."

After Dr. Zhang finished speaking, Xia Tao took people outside to write prescriptions and collect medicines.

Fei Yuan gently lifted the crimson curtain, looking at the tiredness between the lady's brows and the pale and sick look on her face, she was very distressed and at the same time regretted that she didn't stop her when she was wayward.

The lady should not be allowed to go out to paint. The lady is already weak, and it is difficult to rest. If she gets sick again... Fei Yuan frowned and shook her head, then bent down and carefully pressed the brocade quilt for someone.

Shen Sinian only found out about Jing Zhao's illness when Dr. Zhang came to see him again.

Obviously his body is fine, but she still wants to ask Dr. Zhang to come and treat her, but her own body...

Does it mean that as long as he is a good-looking man, can she care so much?

Shen Sinian's expression is uneasy, all kinds of emotions are entangled in his heart, completely forgetting that he himself made himself very similar to him before.

The knot in his heart that couldn't be resolved turned him into a ferocious ghost, and his empty figure floated in the air.

With a pale face and a big hole in his chest, if someone sees this appearance accidentally, it will definitely scare people out of their wits.

With an illusory figure, Shen Si Nian floated into the main courtyard, the maids and servants staying in the verandah couldn't see his figure, only flinched suddenly when he passed by their bodies, looked up to wonder where the blow came from The cold wind, then hugged his arms tightly to keep warm.

It was very hot in the room, and the serving maids were all dressed lightly.

After entering the room, Shen Si Nian's figure stayed outside the curtain of the bed. He hesitated a little, and didn't go directly into the bed. Even though he was a ghost, he still cared about being a gentleman.

Just at this time, there were several coughing sounds from the bed curtain, and Shen Si Nian's heart tightened, but before he could make a move, the scarlet curtain was lifted by Fei Yuan, holding a white silk handkerchief in her hand, thin Xie gently wiped the people inside.

Shen Sinian took advantage of this moment to see the face of the man on the bed.

She was very bad, there was no trace of blood on her face, and there was even a trace of lifelessness between her brows.

dead air. Shen Si Nian is now a ghost, and he is most sensitive to death energy. He clearly senses that the vitality in the body of the person on the bed is slowly declining, and she probably won't live for a month.

How could it be... In this way, she was not as depressed as when she saw her in the morning.

Shen Si Nian's eyes were completely blood red, and looked like two blood holes at first glance, many dense black threads like spider webs spread out from his pale face, and a black air gradually leaked out from his nothing body, he looked like a ghost .

The people in the room didn't notice his existence at all, Xia Tao quickly entered the room with the boiled soup and medicine, and Fei Yuan fed the medicine.

"My lady, I've taken the medicine." Fei Yuan leaned over and called Jing Zhao in a low voice.

Her body was sore and tired, and Jing Zhao was a light sleeper, so when Fei Yuan called her, she opened her eyes and said softly, "Help me up!"

Xia Tao raised one side of the bed curtain and hung it up with a silver hook, Fei Yuan helped him up, and Jing Zhao leaned on the soft cushion behind him, his black hair hanging down softly by his side like a waterfall, his thin cheeks like a faded lotus His expression was dull, and his lips were almost non-existent.

It seemed that she just sat there quietly, which completely reflected the words "beautiful and unlucky".

Fei Yuan picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful, blew gently, and brought it to Jing Zhao's mouth.

Jing Zhao frowned slightly after taking a sip, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, "This medicine is getting more and more bitter."

"Why do you maids serve you? Hurry up and get some candied fruit!"

In the middle of the sky where no one was paying attention, a white figure floated, and said such a sentence with an angry face that no one else could hear.

But even if she didn't hear Shen Si Nian's reprimand, Fei Yuan would still feel sorry for her master, so she persuaded her: "Since the lady feels bitter, let's eat some candied fruit!"

Xia Tao also picked up the candied fruit box that had been prepared in good time, but Jing Zhao only took one look and then gently shook his head, looking at the medicine bowl in Fei Yuan's hand with watery eyes, "There are still candied fruit in bitter medicine." It’s edible, but there’s no medicine for the pain.”

"Miss, don't worry too much, let's use the soup first!" Fei Yuan knew that she must have thought of the gentleman again when she looked at her mistress, and she wanted to comfort her, but she was afraid of offending her by mentioning his name. It hurts people even more.

Fortunately, Jing Zhao was only sad for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses and said to Fei Yuan: "No need to feed, just give me the medicine bowl!"

Fei Yuan should be, and handed the medicine bowl to Jing Zhao, watching her drink the whole bowl of soup and medicine without blinking, she couldn't help feeling a little bit sad in her heart.

Their lady used to be a very delicate person, if a bowl of decoction was not served with candied fruit, and she would not be coaxed, she would not take a sip at all. After all, the one who coaxed people in different ways is gone, so the lady now Drinking medicine will not even use candied fruit!

After Jing Zhao took the medicine, Fei Yuan served the person to lie down, the moon was rising outside the house, and the small soybean lamp was lit inside the house, casting a yellow halo on the foot of the bed, the shadows there seemed to be thicker than other places.

The person on the bed frowned slightly even when he was asleep, as if feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

Sitting next to Jing Zhao, Shen Sinian felt pain like a needle **** in his heart when he saw her appearance.

Even though the other party couldn't hear him, he still couldn't help asking: "Why don't you use candied fruit? Are you just not caring about your own body?"

After the words fell, it took a long time to hear him say again: "Why... so sad?"

As if awakened by a nightmare, the sleeping person suddenly trembled slightly, and his fluttering thin lips slowly opened and closed.

Shen Sinian frowned, then leaned slightly and listened to her call out, Ruoyou said: "Brother Si Nian..."

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, Shen Si Nian's whole body stiffened, his eyes suddenly became terrifying, a chill spread in the originally airtight tent, the person on the bed subconsciously tightened the quilt on his body, and murmured with a small mouth Whispering, "Cold...so cold..."

Shen Si Nian regained consciousness in an instant, the roiling chill all over his body receded, his bloodshot eyes looked at the sleeping person on the bed with hatred and complexity, the gloomy and scorching eyes seemed to stare her out of a hole.

The house is like a quiet room, where you can hear needles falling.

It took a long time before a suppressed question sounded.

Shen Sinian clenched his fists, his eyes were full of pain, "You miss me...and why did you abandon me?"

The person on the bed couldn't hear him, so of course he wouldn't answer him. The chill faded away, and Jing Zhao slowly let go of the brocade quilt. After a long time, another cry overflowed, and the low cry was full of anxiety, "Brother Si Nian... Si Nian..."

The body of the person sitting on the side of the bed gradually solidified, and the originally somewhat blurred face became clearer, his facial features were outlined like a pen, and his eyebrows and eyes were all handsome and natural, especially the red mole the size of a needle eye between his eyebrows, which was as bright as blood, against the background That face is really picturesque, unique in the world.

"Zhao Zhao, I'm here, don't be afraid to sleep."

A low-alcohol voice sounded in the room, and the dim candlelight danced slightly. This time, it was no longer empty and ethereal, but a real voice that could be heard.

Xu Shi heard the response he wanted, and the sleeping person finally felt relieved, and stopped calling, and his frown gradually relaxed, and the sound of shallow breathing filled the curtain.

Xia Tao was dozing off on the table outside with her chin resting on her cheeks. She was supposed to keep watch today, but suddenly she woke up with a fright.

Waking up and rubbing her eyes, she suddenly seemed to hear voices, and she looked into the room strangely.

"Why does it sound like I heard someone talking?" Xia Tao said to herself, but when she listened carefully, the voice disappeared again.

But she was still worried about her, so Xia Tao got up and walked into the room, first went to the lamp to pick out the wick, then walked to Ba Bu's bed, trying to lift the bed curtain to see if the lady had lifted the quilt.

However, just as Xia Tao stretched out her hand, before she could see clearly, her body fell into an ice cave, she suddenly lost consciousness in the next moment, she turned around with blank eyes, returned to the table where she had just rested and sat down, and put her hands on the table neatly, It's like a puppet controlled by someone.

Not long after, Xia Tao suddenly came back to her senses, rubbed her arms subconsciously, and said to herself while looking at the window: "Why is it so cold? Are the windows open?"

The words stopped abruptly, Xia Tao frowned, what was she planning to do just now? Oh, by the way, didn't you say go and see the lady!

Xia Tao slammed her forehead, sighed how she could forget things so easily, then got up and walked into the inner room.

She didn't know that beside her, there was a tall and tall figure standing in front of the window, looking through her at the airtight bed curtain in the inner room.

Shen Sinian had just possessed Xia Tao, and he used Xia Tao's body to recall what happened a year ago, and he also saw Jing Zhao a year ago.

A year ago, Jing Zhao was fifteen years old, a wonderful year for Jiji.

She has grown longer than when she parted from him three years ago, like a lotus emerging from water, with a graceful figure and a sweet smile. She has changed from a girl to a girl, and she is even more beautiful.

What he didn't see before his death was all glimpsed in Xia Tao's memory.

At that time, her body was not as weak as this, and even a trace of baby fat could be seen on her cheeks, unlike today's thin and only bones.

In her memory, her wandering figure flashed by, and soon came the moment when she knew that she had returned to Luoyang.

Unable to know the rest, Shen Si Nian can only learn from Xia Tao's memory that the day he arrived in Luoyang, he was like a treasure in his heart for the person who had loved him for six years, and he personally said that he didn't like the red mole on his brow and wanted to be with him. He broke the contract and broke the relationship.

He watched helplessly as she tore up their marriage certificate, and also saw her give the boy who killed him the Pisces he gave her.

She said to the boy: "If he doesn't believe it, give him this jade pendant."

Shen Sinian didn't continue watching, would the ghost die? he does not know.

All he knew was that his heart was about to die.

There is nothing more cruel than seeing the picture of her not wanting him with his own eyes, and he no longer needs to find reasons for her.

Maybe she didn't think of killing him, but what she did was undoubtedly more cruel than killing him.

The reason why he is so kind to people who look like him is probably because of a disturbed conscience?

Heh, conscience is disturbed, Mrs. Jing is clear, do you also know that you have done something wrong?

Miss me, you still miss me, what right do you have to miss me!

When Shen Sinian thought that he even showed up to coax that wicked person just now, he felt even more pathetic and ridiculous.

"Since you are so duplicitous and ungrateful, let me cut your heart out to see what it looks like."

Outside the window, the clouds and snow were suddenly scattered, and the shadows of the trees were swaying. The person by the window stood facing the wind and his figure became more and more transparent. Wisps of chill permeated the room. It was indescribably terrifying for Shen Si to describe it, because the anger in his heart had completely turned into a The life-threatening vicious ghost looks like.

Xia Tao, who entered the tent to take care of her wife, just came out and felt that the outside was cold, like hell. Confused, she hurried to the window to check if the window was not closed tightly. She didn't know that her wife's life was hanging by a thread.

A long, pointed ghost claw with pitch-black nails was resting on Jing Zhao's heart, but the owner of the ghost claw stared closely at the face that made him feel like a knife was twisting his heart, with a pair of blood-red eyes.

Because the quilt on his chest was lifted, Jing Zhao, who was sleeping soundly, subconsciously frowned again, groping with his small hands as if trying to find his own quilt, and his pale lips murmured "cold" vaguely.

early morning.

A gust of wind blew up, and the snow fell from the red plum trees outside the main courtyard. The servants in the courtyard were cleaning the snow in the courtyard quietly and orderly. Several people put down the brooms in their hands and looked up.

Feiyuan and Xia Tao were waiting for Jing Zhao to get up, and they both frowned when they heard the scream. Jing Zhao tilted his head slightly, with doubts in his eyes, then looked at Xia Tao and said, "Go and see, what happened?"

Xia Tao led the order to leave the inner room, and soon found the screaming person, a second-class maid who cleaned the side room.

"Sister Xia Tao, I really didn't break this. As soon as I entered the room, I saw fragments all over the floor, and this scroll also fell on the ground, dirty... Oh yes, when I came in, I saw the window was open. , maybe the wind was too strong last night, and the windows were blown open, so..."

The servant girl didn't say the rest, but Xia Tao understood roughly what it meant. The servants who served the lady were carefully selected, and she would never dare to do anything to deceive her.

Xia Tao didn't catch the girl and teach her a lesson, but asked her to clean up the debris on the ground, and then went with her to report to the lady.

"This white jade hibiscus carving has always been my wife's favorite, and even when I came to this Biezhuang, I asked her to bring it, but now it's broken like this." Xia Tao sighed as she spoke, and then her eyes turned sharp and said: "No, this matter is still You have to check to see who came in and out of the yard from last night to this morning."

After giving the order, Xia Tao took the maid to see Jing Zhao.

Fei Yuan was serving Jing Zhao's meal, and when she saw what Xia Tao brought, she frowned almost imperceptibly.

When Xia Tao explained the whole story to Jing Zhao, Jing Zhao looked at the broken jade carving, although it was a pity, but it was so broken that it was useless even if it could not be repaired.

"Forget it, if it's broken, it will be broken!" Jing Zhao finished speaking, and after thinking for a while, he said to Fei Yuan and the others: "Go to my private warehouse and pick a jade carving that looks similar to this jade carving, and send it to Xuesheng."

Fei Yuan was a little surprised when she heard the words, but she realized in an instant that the lady loved Xuesheng so much, presumably because of that face.

No more thoughtful than Feiyuan, Xia Tao said immediately, "It's just a servant, how can my lady give him such a precious gift?"

As soon as Xia Tao's words came out, and Fei Yuan's eyes signaled, she immediately knew that she had made a mistake, and quickly knelt down in front of Jing Zhao, kowtowed and said, "Your servant has overstepped, please punish me."

Jing Zhao took a sip of the teacup Fei Yuan handed over, and then said softly, "It's okay, get up!"

After Xia Tao thanked her and got up, she was confused and questioned the lady's decision.

Jing Zhao had always been kind to these two maids, looked at them and said, "Go and pick out your favorite jewellery, no matter how expensive or not."

The two girls looked at each other, and were about to refuse, when Jing Zhao interrupted, "Don't refuse, this is an order."

The two servant girls had no choice but to accept orders.

As for the jade carving sent to Xuesheng, Jing Zhao shook his head helplessly. It seemed that last night, her young gentleman was really angry. He not only vented his anger on her jade carving, but also damaged her painting.

I don't know how he will react when he sees the jade carving she sent.

Will he want to break her heart again?

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Jing Zhao: My heart is not cold.

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