Chapter 314: Who called her here?

Ji Qingwu lowered his eyes innocently and looked at the guqin in the corner of the tea table.

Thinking about what the old lady just said, Wei Ting looks like his father? How are they similar?

How was it then? Is there anything that Mrs. Wei regrets about now?

There was silence in the tea room for a while.

"This is Ting'er's mother's zither."

Madam Wei had calmed down and her voice became calm.

Ji Qingwu had already examined the piano carefully.

The strings are a little loose, but the body of the guitar is well preserved, the paint is bright and shiny, and it is dust-free. It is often wiped and no water marks are left. It is obvious that it has been carefully maintained.

When Wei Ting's mother was alive, she should have been loved and cherished like this harp.

Madam Wei said, "Even when Ting'er was on the march, he would always bring it with him."

Ji Qingwu also recalled that Wei Ting really liked music, otherwise she would not have catered to his tastes and worn out her fingers learning to play the konghou.

Ji Qingwu looked down at his fingers, even checking the gaps between them, but there was no mark left.

She thought a little absentmindedly that she had no knowledge of music, but she preferred the comfortable feeling of drawing the bow and shooting arrows in the wilderness.

When she first entered the military camp, she pestered Wei Ting several times, wanting him to teach her archery, but he always made polite excuses to refuse.

After that, she began to follow his preferences, and gradually got some responses and was able to enter his tent.

But she had never seen this piano before.

She had never seen Wei Ting's heart or his beloved things from beginning to end.

Ji Qingwu's eyes moved to the base of her right hand, where there was still a thin callus, a mark left from when she practiced riding and archery after arriving in Lin'an.

I practice medicine to make a living. Once something becomes a means of making a living, I lose that pure love for it.

But not archery.

Perhaps, from the moment she received personal instruction in archery from Emperor Wu Su in Jiying Hall, she had begun to have comparisons and biases in her heart. Then, it gradually got out of my control...

Mrs. Wei looked old because of her grandson's affairs, and her back bent a lot when she thought about the past affairs of her son and daughter-in-law.

The old lady sighed: "But Ting'er left it this time."

Ji Qingwu retracted his gaze from the guqin and said, "It's inconvenient to carry this thing with you on a march or a war. It's better to leave it at home."

"inconvenient?"

Madam Wei said sadly, "He packed a thousand-year-old orchid in a cowhide bag with dirt and mud and left."

Before leaving, Wei Ting plucked a flower and took it with him. It would have been better for him to carry a zither with him, at least it would be elegant.

Ji Qingwu was speechless. This was indeed something she had not expected.

Madam Wei said sadly, "If the military situation wasn't so urgent, Ting'er would definitely find a way to take you with him."

For the first time, Ji Qingwu was grateful that the military situation was urgent enough...

She suddenly asked, "Madam, Wei Ting had someone in his heart before, right?"

Ji Qingwu had some guesses about what the old lady failed to say. If Wei Ting and that person could rekindle their relationship, wouldn't that be a happy ending for everyone?

Madam Wei's mouth twitched slightly. She didn't answer, but said, "I've been talking to you for so long, but it's all in vain."

Ji Qingwu said: "Old Madam, I think you are more reasonable than my grandmother, so I will tell you the truth."

After hearing these words, the old lady of the Wei family felt a little better.

She picked up the Buddhist beads on the table and twirled them. That old woman Ji was indeed unreasonable and had always been against her when she was young.

"Go ahead."

Ji Qingwu said seriously, "I agreed to marry your grandson as a temporary measure. After the war is settled, I will definitely divorce you."

Madam Wei stared at her for a long time, her hand holding the bead trembling slightly. Just when Ji Qingwu thought the bead was going to hit her face.

"Whatever. Whatever."

"Everything in the world is predestined. I don't blame you. I blame myself for the sins I committed in my previous life. That's why I gave birth to these enemies..."

Madam Wei closed her eyes and repeated the word "injustice" several times.

When Ji Qingwu thought that the old lady had enlightened him through Buddhism.

She decided not to stay here and whispered, "Junior, go out first."

The wrinkled eyelids opened again, and Madam Wei said angrily: "Why do you look down on my grandson?"

"Are you some kind of fairy girl, Ji Wu? Do you think that without you, my grandson won't be able to find someone he likes?"

In a fit of anger, Madam Wei threw the Buddhist beads into the tea bucket, splashing a lot of water, soaking the guqin.

"Whoever wants to chant this Buddha's name can do so!"

Ji Qingwu was about to stand up, but sat back down.

Is this old lady's usual solemnity and sophistication just an act?

When she was young, Madam Wei had a violent temper and could not tolerate any injustice. Only after her father and mother passed away did she set up a meditation room in the house to calm her mind.

The tea room and the meditation room were separated only by a screen, and Madam Cao's shadow appeared behind the screen.

"Old lady."

Madam Wei remained calm and skillfully closed the lid of the tea bucket, as if she had done this more than once.

"What's up?"

Madam Cao hesitated and said, "The Song family is here again... they are here to see Madam."

Madam Wei said unhappily, "Looking for her, then why are you telling me?"

Nanny Cao rarely saw the old lady lose her temper like a child, but the last time she was pissed off by Wei Ting.

"Mrs. Song is in a bad condition and she said she wants to see our wife."

Upon hearing this news, Ji Qingwu frowned.

The toxins in Su Daiyue's body have already spread to her internal organs. Although no medicine can cure her, it is unlikely that the poison will take effect so quickly.

Ji Qingwu stood up and said, "I'll go over there."

Madam Wei raised her head and said with a sullen face, "You don't remember what I just said?"

Ji Qingwu raised his eyebrows and said, "Why should I be afraid of him? He has to come here to disgust me, so I should vomit on him."

Madam Wei wanted to refute, but found that what he said was a little to her liking.

"etc."

Just as Ji Qingwu reached the screen, the old lady called him again.

"Ask Tongyou to go with you."

Wei Tongyou is good at swordsmanship and is also very brave.

Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered, and he nodded, "Okay."

*

When the two of them arrived at the Song Mansion in a carriage, the servants had already placed the thick coffin in the hall, and even the funeral banners were ready.

When going to Madam Song's courtyard, Wei Tongyou grabbed a maid and asked, "Has Madam Song gone yet?"

The maid said, "Not yet... not yet."

Wei Tongyou said in a way that was hard to explain: "The person is not dead yet, but you have already carried all these things out. Are you hoping that he will die sooner?"

"These are all the orders from the master." After the maid said this, she walked away quickly holding the white cloth.

Ji Qingwu pushed open the door and the room was filled with the heavy smell of medicine.

Su Daiyue was lying on the bed, looking even worse than yesterday, with a pale and yellow face.

Hearing footsteps, she forced herself to open her eyes.

After seeing that it was Ji Qingwu, he was surprised and asked: "Why are you here... Are you here to see me off..."