October of the twelfth year of Jingyuan.
It was late autumn and the sky was overcast.
The Qi family's mansion, with high walls and red tiles, is covered with white cloth, which looks even colder and colder in this stormy Guangling City.
Occasionally, passers-by could only shake their heads sadly when they saw these white silks.
Who doesn't know, the huge rich Qi family, only the son who looks like white jade is left in the second room, I only heard that he was weak before, but who knew that this time he died directly in the field, which is really pitiful.
"The bride suddenly became a widow, and it was really miserable."
Passers-by instigated the people next to him, "Hey, this is fate, in the future, the second room of the Qi family will be hers, she is just a widow, and she also has money, and you have to worry about it." ” "Hey, didn't I just talk about it?"
...
Outside the door, there was an endless discussion of Suosuo, and after changing several waves of pedestrians, it was nothing more than those statements.
Ziyan, the eldest girl in the second room, was holding a cloak in her hand, and she happened to come to the door to get a letter and heard a few words, her face was immediately ugly, and she turned around and walked straight back.
The ancestors of the Qi family have been diligent and thrifty for generations, and Rao is like this, and the house is still as big as four entrances.
Although there was an accident in the second room at the beginning, only one son was left, and the number of people was scarce, but the grandfather felt sorry for his grandson, so he still gave it to the third and fourth courtyards impartially.
Entering the courtyard gate, the mourning hall is located in the main hall, and the lacquer-colored nanmu coffin is the incense case that has been incense.
Qi Su's body had not yet had time to be transported back, the coffin was empty, and the entire mourning hall was not so weird and terrifying.
A plain-clothed woman sat on a futon with her back to the hall door.
She has thin shoulders and a thin waist, her dark hair hangs down like satin to about Su, and she occasionally bows her head to reveal her smooth and white neck, which is not inferior under Ruxue's plain clothes.
"Madame, it's going to rain outside."
Ziyan put the brocade cloak she was holding in her hand on the woman's body, and pinched out a piece of letter from her arms, "There is a letter from your young master in the concierge, and the slave maid brought it." ” "Hmm...
Give it to me. ” A soft and glutinous low cry overflowed from the woman's lips, she skimmed her head, her muscles were like snow, her lips were like cherry blossoms, and her complexion was extremely exquisite, like a peach blossom in early bloom, delicate and pink.
When she lifted her eyes to look at Ziyan, the apricot-shaped eyes were slightly upturned, which should have been confusing, but at this time, she was crying red, swollen and swollen, and there was a bit of pity in her delicate color, which made people unbearable.
"Madam, don't be too sad, son...."
Ziyan frowned, I don't know how to comfort her, my wife is famous for her good looks in Guangling City, it is the jasper years but she was widowed early, who is not uncomfortable.
"Ziyan, I'm fine..."
Chu Rao hung her head and patted Ziyan's hand a few times to show that it was okay.
She put the letterhead into her sleeve, turned her head and got up to add another incense to the incense case, and looked at the empty wooden coffin behind the case, and the tears could not be stopped.
How could she not be uncomfortable.
In the past six months since marrying Qi Su, although he is weak and silent, he doesn't like others to be close, but at least, he never controls her, so she and Qi Su can also be called respectful.
In addition, there is no old man at the top, no small at the bottom, and Qi Su is here, so he doesn't even have to look at the face of the big house, and he has a comfortable life.
However, a few days ago, news suddenly came, saying that Qi Su died of illness in the field, and it was difficult for people to send them back for a while.
I finally accepted that I was widowed, thinking about when I would be able to go back to my father and mother in the future, the second room was lonely without inheritance, Chu Rao was both sad for Qi Su and sad for herself, she cried for two days at once, and today is better.
But no matter what happens in the future, the deceased is greater.
In the past forty-nine days, she must have been with her, and she can be regarded as grateful to Qi Su for taking care of her in the past six months.
Inside the hall was the intermittent whimpering of women, and outside the room, there was a faint roar of thunder in the distance.
Ziyan looked at the sky outside, and said softly: "Madam, let's go back to the courtyard for dinner first, and come back after dinner." ” "Hmm."
Qi Su used to live alone in the main house of Sanjin Hospital , Chu Rao lives in the innermost back yard.
There was a way to go from the mourning hall, and the two of them didn't bring umbrellas, so they unconsciously quickened their pace, but they still didn't avoid it, and it rained drizzly halfway.
The autumn rain was wet and cold, and he was most susceptible to cold, Ziyan hurriedly covered Chu Rao with his sleeves, and the master and servant trotted all the way into the nearest pavilion.
"Madam, you have been waiting for the slave for a while, and the slave and maid will go and bring an umbrella to cover it."
Chu Rao nodded, wiped the rain off her forehead, and stood still in the pavilion.
There was a white jade chessboard on the table in the center of the pavilion, she brushed the jade chess pieces with her bare hands, I remember that in the past, Qi Su could often be seen playing in the pavilion, and there was only one color on the chessboard, at that time she still thought about how to play this chess piece of the same color.
Chu Rao withdrew her hand, her expression became more and more gloomy, she used to see that Qi Su was cold to her, and she didn't dare to ask, but in the future, there was one less person, and she didn't have a chance to ask again.
She was not happy with Qi Su, from the time she entered the door to the present, there were only about a dozen words between them.
But even though she has no feelings, she still feels very sorry, how can she say that she is a good person.
Chu Rao was bored and cranky, the heavier the rain, the purple smoke was delayed.
She looked away for a while, and vaguely saw a figure holding an umbrella approaching, originally thought it was purple smoke, but....
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It looks like it's a man's figure.
No, it's him?
Chu Rao frowned twice, she didn't see the big house much, but she also recognized that the person who was gradually approaching was Qi Su's cousin, there was already a wife and three concubines in the room, and I heard that there were several small courtyards outside.
"Sister-in-law, this rain is quite heavy, I'm here to pick you up."
The corners of Qi Feng's lips curled slightly, and the appearance of Zhou Zheng, who was originally calculated, was indescribably uncomfortable in this gloomy weather.
"No need, Ziyan has already gone to fetch an umbrella for me, don't bother Uncle Tang."
Chu Rao looked at Qi Feng and unconsciously took a step back.
Qi Feng smiled unabated, he put away his umbrella and stepped into the pavilion, "Sister-in-law's words are divided, besides, this is Ziyan's umbrella." ” "What do you mean?"
Chu Rao couldn't help but have a cold face, Ziyan was the eldest girl assigned to her by Qi Su when she entered the door, she was meticulous in her work, and she was also very respectful and took care of her, and now that Qi Su was not there, this person came to provoke.
"That's what you guess, now that there is no man in the second room, Ziyan doesn't rely on me, does it depend on my sister-in-law's new widow.
Ouch, look at my sister-in-law, why are her eyes red from crying. ” Qi Feng looked at Chu Rao's red-eyed half-fierce appearance, and his heart itched like there were thousands of ants biting.
Chu Rao didn't understand at all, her natural posture was delicate, weak bones and muscles, such a woman, even if she started a temper, was much more interesting than other empty wooden beauties.
He himself can't remember how many times he secretly thought about her in the half a year since Chu Rao got married.
"Rao'er, just Qi Su's weak body, how can you taste the happiness of men and women, since he is gone, I will teach you how."
The sound of rain was ticking around, Qi Feng's voice was sharp and gloomy, and Chu Rao's heart trembled more and more when she heard this.
She doesn't like Qi Su, and she doesn't have to be a widow for Qi Su for the rest of her life, but she doesn't want to commit herself to such a trivial and dirty person.
But now, she looked at the real courtyard wall blocked behind her, she had no way to retreat, nowhere to escape!
Chu Rao forcibly endured the nausea in her throat, replaced it with a smile like a flower, and said in a pinched voice: "Qi Feng, after all, it hasn't passed his spirit day, if you have the heart, we will have more opportunities in the future, why don't you go back first this time...
Wait—" "I don't want to wait!"
Qi Feng's face instantly showed a hideous expression, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Chu Rao's wrist with one hand, making Chu Rao sigh in pain.
"Hehe, don't think I don't know, your cousin has written five or six letters, doesn't he just want to take you back!"
After speaking, as soon as he tightened his left hand, he pulled Chu Rao in front of him, and hid a drug-stained silk silk in his right hand, and he was about to cover her mouth.
Right now!
A flash of lightning appeared in the sky, and the blue light flashed on the tiled roof of the pavilion in an instant, as if it was about to split The pavilion was so frightened that Qi Feng's hand shook and he relaxed his beard.
Seeing this, Chu Rao gritted her teeth and pushed hard, picked up a handful of chess pieces from the jade plate, smashed them into Qi Feng's face, and then ran quickly outside the pavilion.
The thunder was no longer far away, it seemed to be above Chu Rao's head, and she didn't dare to look behind her at all.
The rain wet her eyelashes, her eyes entered the water and she couldn't see the way clearly, she still just cared about running forward, she remembered that further forward was Qi Su's study, and when she got there, there would probably be some people who swept away.
No matter what, no matter what, wait for tomorrow, tomorrow she will definitely go back to her parents' house a little earlier.
Suddenly!
I don't know what stone I tripped under my feet, Chu Rao's body was crooked, and she lost her center of gravity and planted it to the side.
"Chu Rao!
Don't ——!
” This was the last sound Chu Rao heard when she fell into the well, she didn't even have time to exclaim, the tip of her nose was already full of the thick moss smell that only existed in the well.
The moment she fell from the well, Chu Rao's head went blank.
She couldn't swim, let alone in this narrow □□ well, but she didn't want to die!
Bang - with a momentum, she plunged headlong into the well water.
Her body struggled up and down the water level, and the cold water of the well in late autumn was biting, constantly stinging her eyes and cochlea, and several layers of clothes were stained with water, pulling her down heavily.
She subconsciously wanted to shout for help, her lips opened, and cold water immediately poured in, choking her so much that she couldn't breathe.
Her limbs couldn't contain her strokes in the water, and when her fingertips touched the stone wall, she made a harsh grinding sound, but she still couldn't focus, and she couldn't swim in the water, so she couldn't float on the water.
The remaining air in the lungs was squeezed out little by little by the well water, and it became thinner and thinner.
The sense of time was stretched, and she could feel her consciousness drifting away.
She's probably going to die.
In a trance, she saw a hemp rope cast from the bright light above, and she heard someone crying, as if it was the sound of purple smoke, what was she talking about?
Chu Rao could see that Chu Se's hemp rope was very close to her, just within reach, but she didn't have the strength, she couldn't hold it.
She really wants to go home, she misses her father and mother, she thinks so much. ...
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The splash at the bottom of the well gradually subsided, and the white clothes floating on the surface of the water finally did not move again, and the thick hemp rope left in the well was swaying and swaying alone with the cry at the mouth of the well.