Hibiscus

Fusang's nightmares have been too serious in recent days. Xihe has visited her a few times, and seeing that she looks bad, he asked a few more questions carefully. But her expression became more and more ugly, Fusang saw her worried brows, and comforted her, "Old problem, don't worry about it."

Fusang always felt that their way of getting along was very strange. On the one hand, she felt that the compromise that day was just words to comfort Xihe, but when she thought of her expectant look, she couldn't bear to lie to her.

Xi He kept pursing his lips and remained silent. Seeing that her expression was a little scary, Fusang could only ask cautiously, "Are you angry?"

She seemed to be used to silence, Fusang couldn't figure out her temper for a while, but saw Xi He holding her hand at some point and saying, "Fusang, you don't need to pity me"

Fusang slowly withdrew his hand, but he never dared to look her in the eyes, "No..."

After hearing this, she was silent for a while, and then left.

During this period, Xin Ran brought in the medicine, and Fusang was always sensitive to the taste of the medicine. Seeing that there were a few candied fruit on the plate, she felt a little flustered. She suddenly thought that Mei Kui, who was in front of the case, was about to thank her. , Thinking that there were no flowers that could match her heart in the Fangyuan, she felt a little sleepy unknowingly for a while, but when she thought of the face turned over and over in the nightmare, she was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

When Xin Ran gave Fusang the medicine, Fusang pushed her away. She suppressed her heart and panicked, "This day is just right, you can go and relax with me."

Xin Ran couldn't hold back the Fusang, so he could only help Fusang to walk to the backyard. Under the curling smoke, there was only a barren of weeds, and it was very boring to watch from a distance.

"Ah Qing, if your illness continues, I'm really afraid that you will be like that day..."

Xin Ran swallowed half of what he said, and Fusang frowned, "That day? What did I do that day?"

Fusang saw her shake her head and look down guiltily, and knew that she must be hiding something. Although Fusang didn't intend to go into the matter of the old master, she couldn't help being curious about what the root cause of her illness was related to, and couldn't help saying aggrievedly. "I probably forgot a lot of things. This disease has dragged on, and it has also worked hard for me. Now I am afraid that I don't even have a bosom friend."

Seeing Fusang's expression was quite gloomy, Xin Ran hurriedly said, "Ah Qing, I'm not...I'm afraid you'll be like last time"

Fusang raised his eyebrows, "What kind?"

Xin Ran faltered and said, "Last time you were ill and almost seriously injured the head of the family, Yan Ran wished to kill you."

Fusang suddenly understood the reason why Yan Ran had always been at odds with her.Seeing that her complexion was not good, Xu Shi hurriedly pushed Fusang back. Fusang was full of doubts all the way, but she wanted to ask a few more questions, but Xin Ran shut up.

Fusang thought about finding an opportunity to ask Xihe face to face next time, but before this opportunity came, Zhixi came to Fusang's yard again, and Fusang didn't like her coming several times, because of her pretty face , Thinking of a beauty who is thin all day long is another scene.

Zhixi heard that Fusang was unwell, so she came over and suggested to visit her. Fusang thought that apart from her pale face, there was nothing sick, so she bluntly said that they were too worried.

"Ma'am is more tired than what I saw before." Zhixi rolled up her sleeves, but she was wearing a simple and elegant dress. Maybe she was full of charm that day, but now, Fusang felt a little weird.

"It's okay, I just have dreams from time to time, some bad dreams." Fusang frowned, thinking that the words seemed to be repeated before

Fusang suddenly remembered that the original owner was also from Qingqiu, so he asked curiously, "My sister is from Qingqiu, and I stayed in Qingqiu for a while, but I didn't look at it, and after I got sick, I forgot about it." many things."

"No wonder my wife looks familiar to me"

In fact, Fusang felt that her words were a bit strange, but when she went to look at her expression carefully again, the strangeness in her heart was covered by a pair of winking eyes, true and false, not to be confused.

"Is there someone else who looks somewhat similar to me?" Fusang's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat mocking, but those eyes drifted towards Mei Kui in front of the case, with a little sharpness.

"But it's not true. The Qingqiu Linghu family has always been handsome and gorgeous. If there are some similarities, it is because Madam is unique."

Seeing her talking a lot, Fusang didn't know whether it was to praise her or blackmail her, so he frowned and said, "Is this how you talk to ordinary people?"

Zhixi was stunned for a moment, the cuffs were wrinkled by her, Fusang looked at it for a while, and the frown became deeper,

"I envy you, you are so eloquent and knowledgeable"

"Madam was joking"

The two chatted for a while, and it was Fusang who kept saying that he was tired, so Xin Ran put down the medicinal juice, brought her Zhixi, and tucked her quilt for her, but at this moment, Fusang was sleepy eyes, and a little clarity,

"Xin Ran is from the Qingqiu sect?"

Xin Ran's hand caught by her suddenly felt a burst of pain, and said with a mournful face that it hurt, so Fusang let her go.

"Didn't Ah Qing forget that when you first came, the Patriarch ordered me to serve you?" She said this, Fusang was a little dazed, and smiled wryly at her, "Didn't I tell you that I forgot too much?" something happened"

Seeing that she looked extremely tired, Xin Ran told her not to think about it, and then retreated.

Fusang had a severe headache at the moment, but she didn't dare to close her eyes. The haggard face was like a vine, and suddenly it crawled under her feet. , her spirit became worse and worse.

When Xihe came to see her, Fusang was squatting in a garden in a daze. Her wrists were thinner than before, and there were some veins floating in the fineness. Fusang just looked at these hands back and forth. Also, she didn't even notice when Xi He walked in front of her.

"Like a murderer's hand?"

Xi He frowned, a little puzzled and said, "How can you ask this properly?"

Fusang raised his eyes to look at her now, wandered around from top to bottom, then turned his head and was fascinated by the Bixia jade pendant under the handle of her fan. Seeing that she was fascinated by it, Xi He handed the jade pendant to her said, "Like this?"

Fusang shook his head and said vaguely, "I used to have a hosta, which is the same texture as yours."

Xi He pinched the jade pendant, put it in his palm and said, "Take it if you like it."

Fusang tied it back to the handle of the fan, "I will do as long as I have the jade hairpin, this jade pendant is the best for you."

Before she finished speaking, the handle of the fan suddenly turned in a different direction, and Xi He raised her chin, and said in frustration, "There's no reason to take back what you give away."

I don't know which nerve of Fusang was hurt by these words, but now she slapped her hand and said, "I have such a poor life, I can't afford such a generous gift when I lose weight."

Xi He didn't know why she was angry, but Fu Sang frowned upset and said, "I want to go and relax."

"Where?"

There was light in Fusang's eyes, "I want to go back to Yishan."

Xi He frowned, held the fan in his hand and said, "Let's pass some time."

"After a while, when is that?" Fusang supported his head and muttered in his mouth,

"I'll go with you when you're better"

When Fusang heard this, the feeling of disgust rushed to her forehead again, "I said it was to relax, isn't it just to recuperate, you don't let me go here, you don't let me go, you want to kill me me?"

She looked at Fusang silently for a while, and saw that the corners of her eyes were clouded, so she had no choice but to persuade her, "I am doing this for your own good. You are very ill now, so stop talking nonsense."

The corner of Fusang's eyes twitched, he waved his hand in anger, and knocked the pendant to the ground, rolled around in a circle, and then shattered to pieces.When she looked at it, the anxious air concealed her guilt a little bit, Xi He took a silent look, then turned and left.

Fusang felt a headache staring at the piece of broken jade, she squatted down again, and put the broken jade slag in her hands, the sun dazzled her a little, she raised her sleeves and lost her eyes, seeing this onion There were faint black stains on the white hands of the jade muscles, and they fell off immediately, leaving only a knuckle. She just looked at it like this, and then took the jade piece and scratched it on her arm in a daze. After a while, blood gushed out When he came out, Fusang's eyes were empty and scarlet, and there was even a hint of pleasure in them.

Xi He was worried for a moment, and when she walked back, she saw Fusang cutting her arm continuously, the rotten flesh rolled and was bloody, but there was a strange light in her eyes,

"What are you doing?" Xi He stopped her movements and asked angrily,

Fusang raised her head slowly, her eyes seemed to be clear again, and now she took a closer look, her shoulders flinched, and the pain that followed came to her heart again, she shook her head in pain and left behind. Tears came, "It hurts so much, I hurt so much."

Fusang was tormented by the pain, and could only hear Xi He's shouts one after another. Fusang wanted to answer a few words, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open his ears, and his ears suddenly became quieter.

When Fusang's consciousness was still chaotic, he felt a slight movement beside the bed,

"Aren't you waking up?"

Fusang still didn't move, and the man was not in a hurry, he walked over her cheek again and again, before his hand fell, Fusang grabbed her wrist in an instant, his eyebrows and eyes even showed a little confusion.

Zhixi was taken aback for a moment, and shrank her hands back, but Fusang's eyes were filled with a smile,

"Why don't you call me Mrs. today?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her to answer, he looked at her slender wrist and said, "It seems that you discovered it?"

Zhixi didn't hide it at all, and with a daze, she turned into a moon-white gown, like a cloud and mist, but those eyes, which were about to cry, now held some hatred, which made Fusang flustered for a while.

"Su Miaoyu? Why are you here?"

The woman didn't speak, just looked at her back and forth many times with her eyes, "So you haven't remembered the past?"

Fusang felt a dull pain in his forehead, and said in a daze, "Once upon a time? What in the past, did you want to avenge Su Xinzhi?"

The woman gently grabbed her wrist, and then back and forth to stamp her body, "You are really a useless person now."

Fusang broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain, and couldn't break free. Seeing the hatred in her eyes, his head hurt even more.After all, the woman was tired of playing, and wandered around again, then slowly leaned on the bed and looked at her. Fusang's scalp was numb from her look, but she said to herself, "I went back to the palace after all the calamities. Afterwards, after seeing Wuyou once, she talked to me a lot, and I thought she still hasn't forgotten you."

Because of her words, Fusang's little memory gushed out another gap, which made her feel stuffy.

"What's the matter, what's this expression? I've been through this calamity. I'm either disabled or injured, and it's not thanks to you. It's good for you, lying here, calling for thousands of times." The woman said At this time, there was a little frivolity in his expression.

"I suddenly felt that it was a mistake not to kill you at the beginning."

Fusang clasped the edge of the bed with his fingers, and propped up his body little by little. When he looked at her, he lowered the darkness in his eyes, "If you want to kill me, Su Xinzhi will also kill me. It seems that we have a relationship."

The woman frowned, she didn't seem to like this kind of statement, "You are wrong, I don't like to have anything to do with you at all, lowly people always like to show shame."

Fusang suddenly felt that her eyebrows and eyes were a little familiar, and she didn't know how to respond for a while, but this head hurt too much, as if the person in front of her had turned into a chattering monster, but she didn't know that the corners of her eyes were showing up little by little. Red came, quite fierce.

"So, tell me, why do you always linger, the void has not been able to swallow you up, you are really capable"

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Fusang's arm just now, and exerted all her strength, wishing to crush the bones, but Fusang didn't respond at all, and the face changed into another shadow after a while, pressing it under the brow bone, With a silly smile and arrogance.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to find her neck, Fusang threw her away and licked a few mouthfuls of blood on her arm. The appearance was extremely soul-devouring. Seeing this, the woman imagined a long sword, He insisted on stabbing her, but the next moment, he fell to the ground in embarrassment. Fusang stepped on the shadow and covered her head little by little. Contemptuously, he gathered his strength in the palm of his hand, but before the hand went down, he was hit by a burst of palms. The wind blows away.

"You can't kill her, Fusang." The man moved from far to near, a little ethereal, without a trace.I saw her walking slowly from the dark place, her whole body was covered by a black veil, and she looked thin and thin, as if she would be blown away by the wind when she moved.

"You're awake, Fusang." Her voice was eager, even joyful.

It's just that for a while, Fusang didn't give her the slightest reaction.

She poked her face out, frowned deeply, and said helplessly, "I'm in a hurry."

At this moment, she turned around and said to the person lying on the ground, "It seems that Fairy Xuanqing is nothing more than that, she didn't respond at all." The person was wrapped in a black gown, and his wrists were wrapped around and around. Bai Duan couldn't detect her expression at all.

"Don't you know that what she is all about is Wuyou, how much reaction she can give to this enemy's face?" Xuan Qing didn't care, and grinned, "Maybe your good script should be changed."

"What do you mean by that?" The voice was a little cold.

She listened to that person, and said a few words, "I just don't believe it, she won't wake up when the time comes"

When Fusang woke up, she saw Zhixi combing her hair with a gentle face. Fusang didn't know when it happened last night, but felt sore all over her body.

She put the wooden comb behind her and said, "Madam is awake"

Fusang looked around and felt that this place was neither her yard nor Nanyu Mountain, so she looked at her curiously and said, "You brought me here, but Qingqiu."

"Mrs. is much smarter"

Fusang didn't know whether she was praising herself or scolding her, but thinking of the current situation, she said a little funny, "So what did you tie me here for?"

But now she stopped moving, and gave Fusang a weird look, "Don't you want to know what kind of person you, the original owner, are?"

"You mean Liu Qingqing?"

She shook her head, "She's just a wild fox, not even Qingqiu's spirit fox, how can she be compared with that one?"

Fusang thought about her seriousness, and quite cooperated with her, "Then who is she?"

While talking, she led Fusang to a grave, pointed to the tombstone and said, "Look, this is her grave."

Standing in front of the white stone tomb, Fusang was at a loss for a moment, then shrank her hands back and said, "How did she die?"

"Qingqiu Linghu is also considered to be an ancient god. I have rarely met this god. I only know that she was trapped by love. As for how she died, maybe you can ask Xihe."

Fusang suddenly thought of the thousands of scrolls in Xihe's room, ink marks one after another, Qingqing, it was Qi Luo who wrote Qingqing on the tombstone.

Fusang's face suddenly turned pale, he just nodded and said, "I always knew that I was just a stand-in, so what's the point of you telling me these things?"

She stared at Fusang carefully with her face, as if she was about to poke a hole, "Don't you know that people who seem to be deeply affectionate are often the most ruthless?"

"She killed Qi Luo?"

She smiled secretly at Fusang, and even pinched her face meaninglessly, "Look at the one who scared you, there is someone who killed her."

Fusang exhaled suddenly, and slapped her mischievous hand away again, "What you said has nothing to do with me, I don't want to understand at all"

"You are running away"

"No." Fusang looked at her face and said strangely, "Who are you? Why did you tell me this."

"My name is Xuanqing, because I want you to hate me." She slowly glanced at Fusang, and there was a deep meaning in Fusang's eyes that Fusang couldn't understand.

Xuan Qing didn't speak anymore, and asked again seemingly unintentionally, "Then shall I let you go back?"

Fusang shook his head and said expressionlessly, "No, I don't want to go back to Nanyu Mountain at all, it's not my home."

She nodded and said, "Then where is your home?"

Fusang frowned, her appearance was too ferocious, "Yishan, I want to go back to Yishan, and I said I would bring Fuan with me, but she disappeared, I have to go find her"

Now she listened quietly to Fusang's chatter, as if comforting her, "If something is missing, you can find it, don't worry, take your time."

Fusang lowered his eyes and looked at her, "You're right, you can definitely find it."

The two of them talked incoherently, and she suddenly fell silent, which was very strange, and Fusang suddenly heard her softly say, "Fusang, I will take you home tomorrow."

Fusang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't find the words to refuse for a while, then she burst into tears again. Seeing this, she frowned a little deeper, "Are you crying?" Fusang hurriedly wiped away her tears, Xuan Qing But he hugged Fusang without saying a word, with terrifying strength, it was a long time before Fusang heard her voice, "Don't be afraid, it will be over soon."