The spring thunder shook and shook, and a lightning bolt "swooped" the trees in the Cuiwei courtyard that were drenched with verdant white.
Fang Jinshu: "Ah!
He screamed and sat up from the bed.
She hadn't dreamed about her past life for a long time, and tonight the thunder was too amazing, and she dreamed of the bloody blood.
What a nightmare!
The overwhelming blood seemed to belong to her beloved daughter, or the tragic situation of the initiator after being tortured, or the innocent person who died because of her, and the river of blood composed of more than 100 members of the Fang family.
Everybody, shouting, resenting, cursing her name; Every face was twisted, shouting, accusing.
She shrank back and hidden, but she couldn't dodge or escape, and all she could touch was slimy blood in her hands.
She sat up in horror, looking at the stormy scene outside, gasping for breath and turning white.
For a moment, she couldn't tell if this was reality or still in a dream.
"Girl, girl!"
Hearing her voice, Fang Xin sat up from her feet, didn't even have time to put on her clothes, opened the curtain and called softly: "The girl is scared?"
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just thunder. ” Fang Jinshu turned his head and stared at her deadly, startling Fang Xin firmly.
In Fang Xin's heart, the girl is a woman who has a faint smile at all times.
This smile is sometimes genuine, sometimes detached, sometimes cold, but it has its own calm power.
During the period when she was most apprehensive in her heart, it was the girl's calm composure that silently comforted her.
At this time, Fang Jinshu's despair and death in his eyes were something that Fang Xin had never seen.
"Girl, don't be afraid!"
Fang Xin's lips trembled, plucked up the courage to touch Fang Jinshu's shoulder, and said, "Go and pour a cup of tea, just calm down." ” Unexpectedly, Fang Jinshu suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist tightly, and asked in a sand voice, "Who are you?"
” "I, I'm Fangxin, girl."
Fang Xin's heart jumped, reached out and touched her forehead, and said, "It's not hot, but the girl is fascinated by dreams?"
” Spring nights are still a little cool, especially on this thunderstorm night.
Feeling Fang Xin's slightly cool fingertips, Fang Jinshu's eyes gradually became clear.
"Well, I had a dream."
Her voice was still a little hoarse, but she was no longer frightened, and nodded, "Go and pour a cup of tea."
Fang Xin let go of her and turned away.
Fang Jinshu touched his cheek and felt a piece of wetness in the corner of his eye.
The scene in the dream just now was the most fearful emotion in her heart.
The powerlessness of the past life and the remorse of implicating the innocent are step-by-step and cautious in this life.
She is not afraid of giving and sacrificing, but she is only afraid that no matter how hard she tries, she will not be able to reverse the end of the Fang family's collapse in the end.
She has changed a lot of things, and she has quietly affected the fate of some people.
However, more things continue to move forward according to the original trajectory without changing a single bit.
On weekdays, she tries not to think about her past life, pretending that she is the simple fourth girl in the Fang family, trying to survive from the perspective of a child.
But every plan, every change in the trajectory, all remind her of the mission on her shoulders.
"Girl, drink slowly."
Just when she was stunned, Fang Xin poured a cup of warm tea and brought it to her mouth and waited for her to drink it slowly.
The tea went into her throat, and it not only moistened her throat but also moistened her soul in this night.
Suddenly, the phrase "stick to your heart and be fearless" came to her mind.
Little by little, it dispelled the gloom in her heart.
"Help me up."
Fang Xin put on clothes for her, and Fang Jinshu stood in front of the window and propped up the window with his own hands.
These things weren't supposed to be done by her.
But tonight she was a little strange, Fang Xin silently stayed by the side, and did not make a sound.
Outside the window, there was a thunderclap from time to time.
The wind blew the trees in the courtyard to the ground, and the white lightning flashed from time to time reflected Fang Jinshu's cheeks.
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The cool breeze carried the raindrops into the house, but Fang Jinshu didn't realize it, and stretched out his hand to look at it attentively.
The hands in front of him have delicate and weak skin.
There are no calluses left with a bow, no blood, no scars, and she is not the Empress Cao who was trapped in the deep palace.
Thinking of her relatives and friends in this life, thinking of the people she swore to protect, and thinking of the few people and children she brought out from Shantang with her own hands, her face gradually softened.
I don't know how long it took for her to go back to bed.
This night, despite the wind and rain outside, she slept peacefully and dreamlessly.
The morning after the rain is exceptionally fresh and full of spring joy.
Although this spring thunderstorm came a little heavier, it was still a good rain to know the season, moistening the earth.
The gardener of Fangfu cleaned up the branches that had been blown off by the wind, and the mother-in-law swept the stagnant water and residual flowers and leaves on the ground.
Fang Xin pulled Fang Jinshu's hair and put on a simple makeup.
In the makeup mirror, her eyes are clear.
Not sleeping well made her eyes appear blue and black, but the whole person looked more and more calm and confident, and her eyes revealed a firm brilliance.
The wind and rain last night seemed to wash her soul.
"Girl, the honor guard of Guicheng Houfu to welcome relatives has arrived at the main gate.
The eldest lady instructed that you and the eldest girl go to Miss Di's room and accompany her. ” Today is a good day for Cui Sheng to come to the door to marry.
It is said that a good concubine is just a dowry, and then a small sedan chair is carried into the house.
Welcome, this is the treatment that only a wife can enjoy.
But since Fang Mudi has the status of a countryman, Cui Sheng has always been a person who ignores the rules, and now this is like a gift for a flat wife.
There is a saying among the people, but it is just the practice of some businessmen.
In particular, some wealthy businessmen who go out all the year round, their wives serve their in-laws at home and raise their children.
Then, in the place of business, he married a wife, which was called a flat wife.
Due to the distance between them, the two wives usually have nothing to do with each other, and most of them do not interact with each other for the rest of their lives.
But there are exceptions, when the flat wife returns to the husband's family, she can only perform the concubine ceremony in front of the main wife, and there are many entanglements caused by this.
Therefore, don't say that it is a family, and the families of powerful and civil officials will not have equal wives.
There is no distinction between the descendants and the concubines, which is the root cause of the chaos.
Cui Sheng did this, and it seemed that he had given Fang Mudi enough glory.
In the long run, it is unpredictable.
Fang Jinshu frowned slightly, picked out a bright jacket and put it on.
On this day of great joy, it is always necessary to be festive to meet the occasion.
The little marquis of Guicheng Houfu came to the door to marry in person, and the matter of the two of them was in a uproar in Beijing again, and there were many people outside the gate of the Fang family who came to see the excitement.
The drum band was playing joy, and Cui Sheng, dressed in a red robe, got off the horse in good spirits.