Chapter 135 [VIP] Lifesaver (Extra)
Three months later, Jin Xin resigned from his official position and returned to the mountains.
After all, he was a step late that day. After a little beggar came to inform him of the news, Jin Lili immediately rushed out of the city with the guards in the mansion. But when he finally arrived at the place, all he saw was Xiao Feihe who was in a state of disarray.
From a distance, he could see him covered in blood, in a terrible state, staggering forward. It seemed that the tears in his eyes had dried up, and he was in a trance. Jin Lili's heart immediately tensed up, and he had a very bad premonition.
But when he rushed forward regardless, he was shocked to see Nan Yan in his arms, whose face was pale and not even a bit angry.
The whole person felt as if he was hit on the head with a stick. He was immediately furious and spit out a mouthful of blood, then fell backwards on the spot.
Jin Li stared at it in disbelief, and he seemed to be unable to control himself and cried out in pain in his heart.
Why?
Why did it turn out like this?
He clearly gave her to him completely.
She was fine when she went out, and she said she was going to buy beautiful jewelry, so why, why did she become like this when she came back?
Blood flowed from Jin Lili's mouth. He looked at her falling fingers in pain and despair. His whole mood collapsed completely.
If he had known this would happen, he would rather she resented him for the rest of her life than hand her over to someone else.
He regretted it, so much!
He thought that as long as she and Xiao Feihe cleared up the misunderstanding, they would be happy and she would smile again. But now, why did it turn out like this?
He even had time to take one last look at her.
The girl he loved the most disappeared completely from then on! She just disappeared without a trace...
How could he accept this!
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Three months later, when they met again, Lord Jin, who had been dignified, shrewd and vindictive in the court, seemed to have become a weak tiger without claws. How high and mighty and high-spirited he had once been, now he was so desolate.
Jin Shili came to resign and return home. The emperor was reluctant to let him go and wanted to keep this former good minister. However, this good minister had completely lost his fighting spirit. He looked like an old man who was about to die. Just seeing him standing there made people worried. They wondered if he could survive until tomorrow. The emperor could no longer use such a person and had to let him go.
Just like that, the noble and powerful official who was once second only to the emperor and above all others also disappeared. From that day on, his heart disappeared along with his sweetheart.
The day he left, it was sunny outside and the weather was exceptionally good. The winter of last year seemed exceptionally cold, so cold that his hands began to get frostbite again. Alas, what a pity, the sleeves that his sweetheart had knitted for him were not yet completely finished.
Later, Mr. Jin continued to sew by himself, stitch by stitch, much more carefully than that little lady.
Lord Jin had experienced hardships, and his needlework was quite good. In any case, it was definitely neater than that little lady's. He wove his thoughts about her into the cotton cloth, and then spent a cold winter holding the gray velvet sleeves, with a smile flashing in his eyes, overflowing with a dense and deep warmth.
Lord Jin left by boat. It was February, and the tips of the willow trees in the suburbs were beginning to sprout.
The spring breeze outside was as soft and warm as cotton wool, and it was particularly nostalgic when it brushed against people's faces. Lord Jin inadvertently recalled the scene when he and his sweetheart kissed for the first time. It seemed that the weather was just like this, and maybe it would be even warmer.
In the bright sunshine, he kissed me until I was dazed. I blinked my round, cute eyes, blushed, buried my head in his chest, and called his name softly and softly.
Sitting on the deck, Lord Jin leaned against the low tent with his long legs spread out and one hand supporting his head, as if he was lost in a hazy dream. In the dream, his sweetheart came to him late, then smiled and reached out to him, but this time, he pounced on her without a care.
Yanyan, are you finally here to take me home?
The hands seemed to grab at the air a few times, but unfortunately caught nothing in the end. They could only hang down powerlessly, and a tear fell from their chin onto the deck.
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On the other hand, after Xiao Feihe brought Nan Yan's corpse back, he insisted on marrying someone, which shocked the court. The emperor had no choice but to decree the marriage between the two of them after seeing his nephew who looked neither like a human nor a ghost.
On the wedding day, Xiao Feihe personally arranged her clothes and put her in a beautiful red wedding gown and combed her hair into a beautiful bridal bun. Red candles flickered above the wedding hall, but there was no one around, not even a maid to serve her.
The wedding was conducted like a funeral. Everyone said that Prince Xiao had gone crazy, but he was the only one who stayed quietly with the bride in his arms the whole night, whispering to her.
After the marriage came the funeral, which was also handled by Xiao Feihe alone. Looking at the tablet of Xiao Li, that was the only smile the prince showed during these days.
After doing all this, Xiao Feihe seemed to have no attachment to anything in this world, and lost the will to live. He then began to seek death, and he was discovered by servants every time he attempted suicide three times. After being rescued, the emperor personally issued a death order, asking people to watch him closely and never let him do those messy things again.
The emperor really had a headache. It was said that the royal family was heartless and that their royal clan members were the least concerned with friendship. But why were their descendants more loyal than each other? The second son was like this. He would rather give up his status as a prince for a prostitute. Now his own nephew was the same. He was willing to die for a woman and made himself look like a monster. It was really hateful and infuriating!
The emperor couldn't even blame anyone. The Li family had lost their only legitimate daughter, and he felt guilty watching them in the court every day. When he returned to the palace and took another look at his nephew, he saw how distraught he was, and he couldn't blame him.
In the end, we can only blame the group of thieves in the Jile Temple for being so bold that they even dared to capture and kill the children of officials, so they vented their anger by beheading several thieves who were originally scheduled to be beheaded in the autumn of next year.
But even so, the emperor could do nothing.
Three days ago, after Xiao Feihe tried to commit suicide again and was rescued, the emperor looked at his nephew who had regained consciousness in the inner chamber and could only use his deceased mother to pressure him, "Feihe, your mother only had you as her child. If you want to marry a dead person, I will let you do it. What's the point of you trying to commit suicide all day long?"
"Are you doing this right to your mother? If she knew about this, she would be so sad to see you risking your life for a woman. And I raised you as my own son. How can I be right to my deceased elder sister if you do this to me?"
Xiao Feihe's expression did not change. He exhaled lightly and said, "Your Majesty, don't feel sad for me. My mother died early, as did my father. Now my wife and children are gone too. They have been waiting down there for a long time. I guess they miss me a lot, so wouldn't it be good for me to go down there early to accompany them?"
The emperor was so angry that his face turned pale. He wanted to drag the unfilial grandson off the bed and beat him to death. He said angrily,
"You are such a jerk! How dare you say such a thing? Even if you don't consider yourself, you should think about the Queen Mother."
"Everyone says that the palace is ruthless and the emperor is ruthless, but who has not crawled out of the palace with wounds all over his body? Do you want the Queen Mother to experience the pain of losing a parent again? Your grandmother is old and can't stand this blow! When your mother died, it almost took away half of her life. If you are still so unfaithful and unfilial now, how can you be worthy of me and your relatives who miss you and love you in this world?"
The emperor became angrier and angrier as he spoke. He wanted to use a harsher tone to thoroughly scold this unfilial son, but seeing how pale his face was, he could only hold back his anger.
"Besides, since you married the eldest daughter of the Li family, the Li couple are now your in-laws. Their daughter just passed away not long ago, and there is no one to take care of her in the future. As a son-in-law, you have harmed their daughter, so shouldn't you take good care of their parents and elders?"
"Are you doing this to your dead wife?"
Perhaps these words really touched his heart deeply.
Under the emperor's merciless scolding and orders, Xiao Feihe seemed to have finally given up the idea of committing suicide, not for any other reason, but because he promised his wife before her death that he would take good care of his parents for her.
So after his health improved, Xiao Feihe went to the Li Mansion. Although he was nominally a son-in-law, no one in the Li Mansion liked him because he had an unclear relationship with the second daughter, which made the eldest daughter sad and broke off the engagement, and finally killed the eldest daughter. This grudge could not be resolved in his lifetime.
Mrs. Li refused to see him. Ever since her daughter's death, she had been ill for quite some time, and only a few days ago did she feel better.
She felt more resentment than sympathy for her son-in-law, but as a relative of the deceased, Mrs. Li finally softened her heart. She met with Xiao Feihe and then agreed to let him go to take a look at the house where her daughter lived before her death.
Xiao Feihe seemed to have calmed down a lot after returning from Li's house. Because they were afraid that he would commit suicide, the servants followed him wherever he went.
The sunshine was bright that afternoon. Prince Xiao sat under the tree in the yard, daydreaming about the sky. The golden sunlight shone on him through the gaps between the leaves. He raised his head and saw that the sunlight above his head was a little dazzling, so he blocked it with his hand.
Seeing the cautious servant beside him, he suddenly couldn't help laughing and said, "Zhou Cai, if I shave my head, will I still be as handsome as before?"
The servant was stunned when he was asked. He didn't know why the prince would have such an idea. Why would he shave his head? He is not a monk!
But what he said was true.
Afterwards, the Crown Prince really did not seek death, but he suddenly wanted to become a monk. He also said that he and the Crown Princess had fallen in love in a temple, so now he wanted to fulfill his wish.
The servant had a headache after hearing this. He originally thought that he should keep a close eye on the man and never let the prince do anything wrong again. However, the next day, the prince gave him a bowl of croton seeds, which made him have an upset stomach for the whole morning. When he came back, the prince was gone.
When this matter was later reported to the emperor, he immediately sent people to look for him, and then found Xiao Feihe, who had shaved his head bald, in a small courtyard at the foot of the Jile Temple mountain.
The emperor was helpless in the end. "Forget it, forget it." Let him be. As long as he stopped thinking about death all day long, he could be a monk. After all, he was still alive.
Later, the former carefree prince no longer existed in Yanyun City. There was only a young monk named Master Wuwang who practiced asceticism at the foot of the Jile Temple.
Young girls can occasionally hear some of the romantic stories of the past from their elders, saying that Yanyun City was once very lively, and there was a sentimental prince who married a dead woman and later became a monk...
Some people met him when they went to the Jile Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. There was a young monk who lived in a separate courtyard at the foot of the mountain. He had a handsome face and a graceful appearance.
He always chants Buddhist scriptures and recites Buddhist scriptures on weekdays. He exudes an aloof and ethereal air, which has attracted many young girls to become particularly keen on burning incense and worshiping Buddha.
However, this monk had a very strange habit. Every July and August, he would go to the market at the foot of the mountain to buy a large bag of rouge, powder and beautiful jewelry. This made the believers very curious. Why would a monk buy these things? Was there some secret he couldn't tell anyone?
Master Wuwang did not care about the puzzled looks of those people. He carried his bag and walked down the mountain by himself. He walked a long distance and then came to the grave. He placed the boxes of rouge and powder in front of his wife's grave one by one, as well as various delicious snacks. Then he sat in front of the grave for the whole day, talking about this and that. His long-winded appearance was completely different from the plain Master Wuwang of the past. After doing all this, the monk touched the tombstone and then left reluctantly.
Later, when he went to worship again, he picked up an abandoned baby, who became a monk like him.
Every morning, the elder monk would lead the younger monk in chanting Buddhist scriptures. One day, the younger monk asked his master:
Can he not become a monk when he grows up? He has made an agreement with the girl Xiaocui at the foot of the mountain that he will be her husband when he grows up. If he becomes a monk, he cannot marry.
The master touched his head and agreed with a smile.
In life, if you can meet a girl for whom you are willing to change, you should cherish her. If you like that girl, you can be with her. But remember, you can do anything in the future, but you must not lie to the girl, otherwise your teacher will not forgive you.
The little monk nodded in ignorance, blinked his black pearl-like eyes and said he understood, then touched his bald head and asked him, "Master, why do you want to be a monk?" Monks cannot eat meat, but the apprentice loves meat the most, especially the roast chicken that the master brought down the mountain that day, which was so delicious!
The master chuckled, then patted his bald head and sighed, saying that he was different from me, as he was born to be bald at a young age.
Well, who said that?
Oh, he remembered. It seemed that some bad-tempered and irritable young lady said it. She seemed to be very angry that day. She couldn't get the upper hand and used force to suppress him. She lay on his back and bit his neck hard, then pulled his hair and said fiercely that she would turn him into a bald man.
The monk shook his head, and then a smile appeared in his eyes unconsciously. Well, now he is bald, and he wonders if she will laugh at him if she sees him?
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After the Li family suffered such a huge change, Li Qingrou became completely honest. The death of Li Nanyan had brought her quite a shock, and she really had never thought that she would die!
She hated what she had done in the past, but she had never thought of killing her. During that time, every time she woke up at midnight, she would be awakened by the scene in her dream. In the dream, Li Nanyan was covered in blood, crying and shouting, asking her why she did this? Why did she hate her so much! Li Qingrou was so scared that she screamed and cried loudly in the arms of the maid. She had a mental breakdown and even couldn't sleep for a long time. Her hair fell out in clumps. In the end, she fell into deep self-blame and guilt.
She knew that Li Nanyan's death was closely related to her. If it weren't for her, if it weren't for her who ruined her marriage with Xiao Feihe, Li Nanyan wouldn't have died with such hatred.
But she was so angry at the time that she impulsively wanted to make her suffer the same way as herself. But she really didn't expect that she would die like this.
Now that things have turned out like this, she really regrets it.
Just like that, after Li Nanyan passed away, Li Qingrou also fell seriously ill and became emaciated. It took her more than half a year to finally come out of that shadow.
After she recovered from her illness, she was married to a second-class Jinshi who had just been promoted to the imperial examination in the same year, arranged by the Li family.
The scholar's surname was Chen. He was only about twenty years old, quite talented, humble and gentle. He was a rare good man. However, Chen's family was a little poor, and he had no father or mother. He only had an elderly grandmother to take care of the household.
After Li Qingrou got married, she and Mr. Chen became a couple who respected each other.
It's just that Li Qingrou already had someone she loved in her heart, so she was always indifferent to her husband. Fortunately, Lord Chen was really a very gentle and patient man. He took great care of her and was considerate and thoughtful in his daily life.
During every festival, I would always take her to the market to have a look and buy her some exquisite little gadgets. But wherever I went, I would always hold her hand tightly, for fear that she would be bumped by pedestrians.
Later, she was accidentally hit in the stomach by a dirty little beggar. Li Qingrou frowned in pain. Her husband held her in his arms with heartache, then grabbed the little beggar who stole the money and wanted to send him to see the official.
The beggar was so frightened that he kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Li Qingrou looked at the little beggar crying so pitifully and shaking with fear. She was so thin that she barely looked like a human. She felt sorry for her and let her go. She then brought the little beggar back to her house.
Naturally, her husband followed her lead.
The two of them had been together for more than half a year, and Li Qingrou finally opened her heart and slowly fell in love with this gentle and patient man. She also became gentle and considerate towards her husband.
Especially after I returned home last time, I had a slight stomachache. After the doctor came to check, I found out that I was pregnant and it has been more than a month. Now the fetus is unstable. This is a critical time. I can't afford to bump into anything in the future.
Hearing this, the little beggar who was brought back that day quickly knelt down and kowtowed to admit her mistake. It was because of her collision that the lady was almost in trouble. At this moment, she was even more frightened, fearing that the lady would no longer want her.
Li Qingrou was not angry at all. She said it was not her fault. It was her first time to be pregnant and she didn't know many things. And seeing that the little beggar was nimble and smart, she decided to just serve and sweep the house outside in the future.
So the little beggar stayed there.
This little beggar grew up in the streets and alleys and saw many interesting and strange things. He often told Li Qingrou about those interesting things that happened in the streets and alleys, which made Li Qingrou feel much better.
After a long time, the little beggar was no longer called a little beggar. Li Qingrou gave her a name, Chunya.
Chunya became Li Qingrou's personal maid and served her with all her heart and soul. Li Qingrou liked listening to her interesting stories and also liked the atmosphere of fireworks in every household in the city alleys that she described.
Especially Chunya's clean and pure temperament, which is different from the girls raised in large mansions. She has an untamed temperament.
Li Qingrou took care of Chunya like her younger sister and occasionally taught her to read and write. Chunya respected this kind-hearted lady even more, especially when she saw the loving relationship between Chunya and her husband. She was particularly happy and envious, and always hoped that one day she could live such a good life.
Eight months later, Li Qingrou's belly had grown bigger, and Chunya had grown from a skinny, dark-skinned little beggar into the graceful young lady she is today.
It turned out that she was already sixteen years old, but she had been living among the beggars in the past, so she always had to make herself dirty to feel safe. In addition, beggars had no food or clothes and were often hungry, so she always looked like she had not grown up.
Now, after being raised in the Chen Mansion for more than half a year, she has finally grown into a pretty young girl.
Later, the son of the housekeeper of the Chen family fell in love with Chunya, and wanted to ask the lady to make the decision to see if Chunya could be betrothed to his son as a daughter-in-law.
Li Qingrou told Chunya about this. Chunya lowered his head at the time, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, but his eyes were slightly red. He said that he only wanted to be by his wife's side and serve her, and didn't want anything else for the rest of his life.
Li Qingrou just smiled and touched her head, then said, "Silly girl, who wants to be a slave for the rest of your life? The housekeeper's son is not a slave, he can read a few words, and he manages several shops outside. If you can marry him, you will have no worries for the rest of your life."
So Chunya stopped talking.
This was originally agreed upon, but half a month later, something terrible happened in the mansion.
——Chunya climbed onto the adults' bed!
It was the day when the master came back from a banquet. He was a little drunk that night and came back a little late. After washing up, Master Chen was still worried about his wife's increasingly poor health in recent days, so he slept in the outer room without saying a word.
As a result, when he woke up the next morning, Mr. Chen was a little dazed. He saw Chunya lying in his arms, and both of them were naked.
When Li Qingrou saw this scene, she was stunned, her face lost all color, and she had a miscarriage on the spot.
Lord Chen had a complicated and guilty look on his face. He had no idea why he slept with a maidservant beside his wife, and even caused her to have a miscarriage.
Afterwards, Li Qingrou went through untold hardships to give birth to the baby safely. It was a very pretty little girl, but she suffered damage during the birth. She was afraid that it would not be smooth sailing for her to have children in the future.
Because of this miscarriage, my daughter's body has been weak, much more fragile than a normal baby. It was not until she was out of the confinement period, two months later, that her complexion gradually improved.
But not long after, she heard even more disgusting news: the beggar Chunya who had climbed into bed was also pregnant, and it was almost three months pregnant. Counting the dates, it was the same thing that happened when she had a miscarriage.
Finally, her husband had no choice but to take Chunya as his concubine and keep her in his house until she gave birth to a child.
When Li Qingrou heard the news, she felt so disgusted that she wanted to vomit. She didn't know how to describe the feeling in her heart. She just felt as if her chest was pressed down by a huge stone. She was full of resentment and hatred in her heart. She resentful so much that she wanted to rush out and strangle that bastard to death.
Why? Why do you do this to her?
Is she mean to Chunya?
She saved her life without caring about the fact that she stole money on the street, taught her to read and write, provided her with food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and even gave her a salary so that she would not have to associate with beggars for the rest of her life. But in the end, is this how she treated her?
Climbing into her husband's bed right before she was about to give birth!
This feeling of having something stuck in my throat is really disgusting.
Li Qingrou wanted to have someone beat the bastard who climbed into her bed to death, but she had to watch the concubine take her husband away.
From now on, her children will have to share the love that belongs to her daughter, and she will have to pretend to be the mistress of the house and treat her children and her daughter equally.
Disgusting, really disgusting!
Is this retribution?
This was a retribution for her disrespecting her mistress and bullying her elder sister in the past, so was God going to let her have a taste of this disgusting feeling?
Li Qingrou couldn't help but wonder, what if the child was born to that concubine bullied her daughter in the future?
Could she bear it? Could she watch the child born by that bastard overshadow her daughter?
Impossible, no way! No one can bully her child! If anyone dares to touch her daughter, she will never let her go even if she dies.
Li Qingrou couldn't help crying as she thought about it. It was not until this moment that she finally understood how her mother felt back then.
Sorry, she really knows she is wrong!
But there are some things that she cannot change just because she knows she is wrong. Her elder sister has died. She could have had a very happy family, her own husband, and her own children in the future, but all of these were ruined by her. Every time she goes back to her parents' home, her mother even refuses to see her, and she still refuses to forgive her to this day.
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In the void, Nan Yan floated out of the body slowly. The system stopped in mid-air and asked her, "Host, your mission has been completed. Why don't you just return to the system space?"
Nan Yan stroked her chin and asked back, "You know that my mother had a miscarriage when she gave birth to me, which resulted in a difficult birth, causing a loss of Qi and blood, and she has been in poor health ever since, right?"
"Yes, the medical technology in ancient times was not perfect. Giving birth was like stepping into the gates of hell. The host's mother had a difficult birth and suffered from uterine infection. She has not recovered from the disease for many years, which is why she is suffering from illness."
Nan Yan asked it again, "Is there any pill that can completely restore my mother's body? I can mix it with the supplements my mother takes every day to help her regain her health."
The system thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, it is, but it's quite expensive. Do you want to buy it?"
Nan Yan was not fooled by it, "How much do you want to say first?"
The system replied rudely: "Half of the points for this mission. Don't try to cheat me, poor idiot."
No matter how rich and powerful Nan Yan was, she couldn't help but glare at it at this moment, "I'm poor because of you guys, what a joke, why don't you go and grab half of the points for this mission?"
The system shook its legs and snorted twice in a very human way, "Isn't this just a snatch? Are you going to buy it or not? If you miss this opportunity, you will never see this store again."
Nan Yan rubbed her forehead, put a ball of flour created by the system under her feet and stepped on it a few times.
"Buy, buy, buy. Hurry up and button up. Then go home."
After deducting the points, the system pointed her to a white-robed monk who was sitting in a trance in a small courtyard at the foot of the mountain. There was no incense table or Buddha in front of him. The monk had his eyes closed and was muttering something calmly.
Nan Yan passed by the courtyard, took a glance and turned back.
In the dark, the monk only felt a light breeze blowing past his ears, staying on his forehead for a moment, and then disappearing without a trace.
Wuwang opened his eyes, his gaze was clear and peaceful. He looked at the empty courtyard, then looked at the empty sky in the distance. Suddenly, he had a very strange feeling in his heart.
Did something touch his head just now?
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