The reason why Jingwei suddenly came out of the window was because he heard a strange chirp, hoarse and dull, with a hint of the joy of being reborn after the catastrophe.
It's as if it's been buried in the ground for years, and finally it's been able to break through the ground.
To trace the source of this sound is to move back in time to an hour ago.
At that time, the sky was not yet dark, and the south street of Sinanseong was full of people and traffic, and the sounds of shouting, bargaining, and talking and laughing were all blended together in the warm autumn sun, setting off this bustling street extraordinarily warmly.
A small and delicate warm sedan chair is coming along the South Street from east to west, due to the crowding on the road, the sedan chair driver has to see the stitches and have to shuttle in the crowd, so the sedan body is swaying, and the sedan chair people who will be drowsy in the sun are shaken awake.
It was Zhong Min who sat in the sedan chair, she rubbed her eyes, lifted the curtain impatiently, and said to the little maid who was following her, "Let them go slowly, my head hurts." ” The little maid said yes, hurriedly walked to the front and told the sedan chair man a few words.
Seeing this, Zhong Min lazily lowered the curtain and leaned back again, his fingers gently rubbing the acupuncture points on his forehead, but he remembered what his father said last night: he actually intended to marry himself to Cheng Muyou, the little county magistrate with a clear face and no regard for himself, and what was even more interesting was that he turned out to be a widower, and he also brought this oil bottle.
Thinking of this, Zhong Min let out an extremely disdainful sneer: Father, I'm sorry, even if this Cheng Mu Tour has a bright future and will help you a lot, but I, Zhong Min, a good yellow flower girl, will never marry such a person and provoke the shame of others.
Just thinking about it, the sedan body suddenly shook a few times, and then suddenly stopped.
Zhong Min sat unsteadily, his head hit the window heavily, and the hosta was in the corner of his forehead, and a bloody wound was drawn when he landed, which was not deep, but it made Zhong Min, who had always been pampered, gasp.
Just wanted to go out and scold, but the sedan curtain was lifted, and an unkempt figure rushed in despite the obstruction of the accompanying maid, grabbed Zhong Min's upper, and shouted in his mouth, "Miss, Miss, Huancui really hasn't done that kind of immoral thing, Miss, you spare Huancui, let me go back." ” Hearing her say this, Zhong Min saw that the person was actually the little girl Huancui who was kicked out by herself, and she couldn't help but be greatly surprised: because it was only a short day, Huancui seemed to have changed person, her face was swollen, there was no blood on her face, and she looked like she was seriously ill.
The most eye-catching thing is her belly, which was obviously covered by clothes yesterday, but now it is a few times bigger, like a big pot on her belly, which can't be covered at all.
Seeing Huancui's dirty nails grabbing her, Zhong Min felt a wave of disgust in her heart, she slumped back, and scolded in her mouth, "Your belly is like this, and you dare to say that you haven't done anything ugly, do you know, my face has been lost to you, you get out now, I won't care about you, otherwise, I will let the people of the government drive you away." ” Huancui's already pale face seemed to be a little whiter, she looked at Zhong Min, and unconsciously shed tears, "Miss, you really don't care about the friendship between master and servant?"
Huancui has been with you for so many years, and has been serving you for so many years."
Zhong Min waved his hand impatiently, leaned forward, and shouted outside, "Take this away, I don't want to see her again." ” The little maid outside the sedan car got the order, and hurriedly grabbed Huancui's arm and dragged her outward.
Huancui was still stunned and did not move, being dragged like this, as if he had suddenly come back to his senses, he broke free from the clamps with all his might, squeezed his body into the sedan chair, hugged Zhong Min tightly, and pulled off the hosta on her head and put it against her neck.
"Miss, it's you who are ruthless first, then don't blame Huancui for being ruthless."
After saying this sentence in a trance, Huancui ignored Zhong Min's struggle and the little girl's screams, and poked the hairpin downwards with his hand.
At the last moment, Zhong Min tried his best to hold Huancui's wrist, but the hairpin had already been inserted a few points, and a warm current slowly flowed down her white neck, dyeing the clothes on her chest red.
Huancui saw the blood, and seemed to be even more crazy, she didn't laugh back, pressed her whole body on Zhong Min's body, and the force in her hand increased a little more, so that Zhong Min was powerless to resist at all, and could only watch the hairpin push into her own flesh.
But even though the situation was so critical, Zhong Min could still feel Huancui's stomach beating violently, and it was against him, hitting his chest one by one, as if something wanted to break through his belly and fly out.
It was cold, evil, and full of grief, forcing her to turn her attention away from her bleeding neck.
"Get out of the way."
A low voice came from outside the sedan chair, and then, Zhong Min felt that his body was relaxed all of a sudden, and he looked up blankly, and saw that Huancui had been pulled out of the sedan chair, and in front of her, there was a pair of eyes shining with heroic energy, which seemed familiar, but it made her heart beat more than once, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Miss Zhong, you are injured, and the injury is not light, let Cheng help you bandage it first, and then go to the hospital for treatment."
Cheng Mu took the handkerchief in Zhong Min's hand as he spoke, skillfully wrapped it around her neck, and gently tied a knot.
"Master Cheng, thank you" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard an exclamation from outside the sedan chair, "Huancui has run away, Miss, it's not good, Huancui has run away." ” Hearing this, Cheng Muyou hurriedly walked out of the sedan chair and said to the flustered little maid, "Take your young lady to the hospital, be quick."
After saying that, he rushed into the crowd without looking back, and ran in the direction where Huancui disappeared.
The little maid was frightened, but said in her mouth, "This boy is really neat, just now he was still a few feet away from here, heard my cry for help, and jumped off the horse at once, and rushed over in a few steps, if it weren't for him, the young lady might have been today" Speaking of this, she realized that she had lost her words, and hurriedly lowered her head and stood aside, not daring to say a word more.
But Zhong Min didn't blame her, she slowly walked out of the sedan chair with her neck covered, her eyes crossed the bustling crowd, and landed on the broad back that was no longer visible, but lingering in her mind, and a sweet smile secreted from the corner of her mouth.