Worried about Liu Ziqian's body, Cheng Dexuan hurriedly ordered Cheng Qiuchi to go in to check the situation, while he himself stayed outside the door, rubbing his hands anxiously, but he left the nightmare of Fang Cai behind.
It didn't take long for Cheng Qiuchi to come out, and said to him with a relaxed expression, "Father rest assured, don't get in the way, Ziqian, like her father, had a nightmare and was frightened, just now her son had already let her take the calming soup, and now, she has fallen asleep peacefully."
Wait until tomorrow, and her father will check her pulse again. ” Hearing him say this, Cheng Dexuan breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "A woman is prone to dreams after she is pregnant, and she is a little frightened today, which is normal." ” Cheng Qiuchi smiled, "Isn't it?"
Ziqian has always been timid, and when she makes such a fuss during the day, she is naturally not in good spirits.
But it's strange to say, she said that she dreamed of the palace attendant, and said that the man was gloomy, and he didn't leave because he was beside her, which scared her. ” After speaking, Cheng Qiuchi shook his head and walked out of the courtyard, and said as he walked, "Father, my son will send you back to the room, and when you fall asleep, I will come back." ” But when he was about to walk to the gate of the courtyard, Cheng Qiuchi found that Cheng Dexuan didn't follow, he was still standing in place, his eyes were stunned and looking at the ground, with something in his eyes that he couldn't understand.
Cheng Qiuchi then turned back, "Father, what's wrong with you?"
Why don't you move?"
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Dexuan grabbed his arm, turned his gaze from the ground to his body, and asked urgently, "What did you just say?"
Ziqian dreamed of the palace attendant?
” Emotions are contagious, seeing that his father, who had always been steady, suddenly looked like this, Cheng Qiuchi suddenly panicked, and said incoherently, "She said that the person was wearing the clothes of an inner officer, and he looked like a man or a woman."
"What else did she say?"
Cheng Dexuan's fingers grabbed him tighter, and his eyes were all focused on his face, with a little impatience in his panic.
"Ziqian said that the man's clothes were soaked, as if he had just been drenched in the rain, oh, by the way, she also said that the man's dead face just didn't leave, and then she started calling people, and the man rushed to her stomach, and then 'whoosh' disappeared" Speaking of this, seeing that Cheng Dexuan's face changed abruptly and he was slightly unsteady under his feet, Cheng Qiuchi hurriedly held his arm, "Father, what's wrong with you?"
Is there something uncomfortable?
Do you want to find someone to show you?"
Cheng Dexuan waved his hand tiredly, and after gasping a few times, he whispered, "Qiuchi, do you remember the letter?"
” Cheng Qiuchi thought for a while, and finally said tentatively, "What my father said was the waiter who committed suicide by jumping into a well more than ten years ago?"
The son remembered that when his body was salvaged, it was covered with pus, and the well water was polluted. ” Cheng Dexuan's expression was sluggish, "This is a later story, in fact, the letter had come to me before the accident, and asked me to help him see what kind of disease he had, but it was already late at night, and I was in a hurry to go out of the palace for the treatment of Princess Jin, so I made a wrong diagnosis, and mistook the fire sores for the four bends, although the symptoms of these two diseases are the same, the medicine is very different, one needs to remove dampness and dryness, and the other needs to keep warm and drive away the cold, if the wrong medicine is used, it is not only not beneficial to the body, but will aggravate the condition. ” "Later, there was news in the palace that the letter had committed suicide by throwing himself into the well, and I heard the palace people talking about him committing suicide because of his long-term illness, so I followed him to see the body of the letter, and I didn't think that I knew that I had misjudged his condition, and I only realized at this time that the letter died because of me."
"Medicine is benevolent, it should be to help the world, the sick family is invited, there is a request, there is a response, treat the sick and save people, but I not only failed to save people, but in vain a life, but even if I was full of remorse at that time, but it was useless, I could only put three incense sticks on the letter on this day every year, hoping that he could forgive my mistakes."
Cheng Qiuchi pondered for a long time, and finally asked hesitantly, "What does Father mean that the inner attendant that Ziqian dreamed of is that Hanqi?"
” Cheng Dexuan then told Cheng Qiuchi all about his dreams, and at the end, he doubted, "Qiuchi, what do you mean by his words?"
The reincarnation period has arrived, and I will take back the life you owe me in my initial form."
"Reincarnation?
Begging for your life?
Cheng Qiuchi repeated this sentence, thinking for a long time but still puzzled, "Father, the son is stupid, I really don't understand the meaning of these words."
But father, do you really believe that the wronged soul of the letter has come back to beg for his life?
Isn't that ridiculous?
” Cheng Dexuan saw that Cheng Qiuchi's words were quite relaxed, and obviously didn't take his words to heart, so he sighed and shook his head a few times, "Forget it, this thing sounds a bit delusional, I hope I think too much, maybe these two dreams are just a coincidence." ” Cheng Qiuchi held back his sleepiness, rubbed his sour eyelids, and nodded, "It must be a coincidence, father, don't think about it too much, I'll send you back to the bedroom, it's been a busy day today, you better rest early." ” Cheng Qiuchi yawned and left the room, before closing the door, he deliberately looked at Cheng Dexuan's face, and saw that he closed his eyes tightly, as if he had fallen asleep, so he closed the door and left with confidence.
But as soon as he heard the sound of the door colliding, Cheng Dexuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the room in front of him that was covered by moonlight.
The furniture and furnishings in the room all turned into a few blurred shadows at this moment, just like the room that night.
On that day, he learned the news that Hanqi had committed suicide by throwing himself into a well, so he rushed all the way to the house where the body was parked, and while there was no one to guard it, he rolled up Hanqi's sleeve to carefully examine the red sores on his arm.
After seeing it clearly, he was like five thunderbolts: it turned out that what the letter had obtained was a fire sore that could infect people, not a four-bend wind that could heal itself, and his suicide was small, but the body was put in the well for two whole days, I am afraid that it has polluted the water source in the palace, if the emperor knows about it, I am afraid that the heads of myself and the whole family will be difficult to protect.
Thinking of this, Cheng Dexuan felt a chill in his back, and cold sweat slid down his backbone layer by layer, and he only begged the letter to not tell the third person about his diagnosis and treatment, so that he might be able to escape.
But just when he was gone, he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the door was pushed open.
Cheng Dexuan was shocked, and in a hurry, he actually got under the bed where the body of the letter was placed, and listened to the movement outside with bated breath, not daring to move.