bright moon goes west

Hang'e let Fei Qiong finish applying the facial balm on her face. She yawned sleepily, pursed her mouth, and said with some displeasure: "Since I was pregnant with this little guy, I feel like I don't get enough sleep every day."

Fei Qiong covered her mouth and smiled cheerfully: "When the young master comes out, I must learn your words to the young master."

Heng'e raised her eyebrows: "If you dare to tease me, be careful that I will marry you off."

Fei Qiong waved her hands again and again, her eyes were smiling: "Don't dare, don't dare, slaves will never dare again."

Heng'e snorted softly, and got into the quilt with her whole body, her voice was soft and soft: "Pour me a glass of water, I'm a little thirsty."

"I'll do it." Chen Xi walked into the bedroom with a smile in her black eyes.

Seeing this, Fei Qiong quickly retreated quietly.

Heng'e took the water glass and drank it in small sips.

"Why did you break up so soon? I thought you two would talk until midnight." Heng'e yawned as she spoke, almost crying out of sleepiness.

"Of course I don't want you to stay alone in the empty room." Chen Xi put a soft kiss on Heng'e's lips, and he did what he wanted to do tonight.

"Poor mouth." Heng'e said with a smile, she couldn't stand it any longer, as soon as she touched the pillow, she immediately closed her eyes.

Chen Xi looked at his wife's sweet sleeping face, smiled knowingly, stroked her hair gently, and lay down beside her.

……

Cui family.Mrs. Cui closed the account book in her hand, and Mrs. Lin also stopped moving the beads of the abacus. Looking at the numbers on it, Mrs. Lin said, "Ma'am, after counting three times, this is the same number."

Mrs. Cui pressed her temples, feeling a little headache: "In recent years, the mansion has run into a serious deficit, and not all of the shops in the family are profitable. In the past, there was a medical purchase that accounted for a large part of the revenue. Now..."

Mrs. Cui snorted, her emerald eyebrows slanting into her temples revealed a stern look, and she said indifferently: "It seems that it is imperative to divide the family."

"The second and third bedrooms are like this now, I'm afraid they won't agree to a separation." Mrs. Lin raised her finger to the sky, "Besides, there's someone who is holding back."

"That old man!" Madam Cui cursed bitterly, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of tea, and then suppressed her anger.

"How about the second wife? Is that brat Cui Yanting still struggling?" Mrs. Cui raised her eyebrows. Recently, the second daughter-in-law lived in secluded places, and she didn't even see her.

"Ma'am, although the second master kept the secret, the traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine come to the door every day. According to the reports from the people we put in, Cui Yanting has only been here for a few days."

"Really?" Mrs. Cui's brows were tinged with joy, she touched the blood jade bracelet on her wrist, and her plump red lips smiled: "The second room is only one seedling left now, if Cui Yanting Once you leave, it will be the end of the world.”

Mrs. Cui said proudly.There are three sons in the second room, one got smallpox before the full moon, and the other was kidnapped by a kidnapper at the age of seven. Now Cui Yanting's life is not far away.

Mrs. Lin smiled on her kind round face, but there was no trace of compassion in her smile. "Our people said that although Cui Yanting has maids to scrub all day long, his whole body is rotten, and it's summer again, so the smell is bad. Poor thing, it's better to die clean than suffer like this."

"You said that wrong." Mrs. Cui's gorgeous eyes were full of disdain, "As long as Cui Yanting survives, the second room will hold hope."

"Then...do you want us to give him a ride?" Mrs. Lin made a gesture of wiping her neck.

"No need." Madam Cui had an inscrutable smile on her lips, "There are people who hate Erfang more than us."

The child in Erfang who contracted smallpox died in her hands.As for the other, she just loosened the door control of the house during the Lantern Festival, and the child disappeared.Mrs. Cui thought very coldly, if the second wife wants to complain, she should blame his wicked parents.

Madam Cui pressed the corners of her lips with a handkerchief and stood up from her chair.

Mrs. Lin got up quickly and held Mrs. Cui's arm: "Where is Madam going?"

Mrs. Cui smiled, her beautiful face was like peaches and plums: "Ms. Lin, Yan Ting is also my nephew, although he is a junior, but he is sick all day long. As an aunt, I should go and have a look. "

Madam Lin bent her lips and complimented: "Madam is truly a bodhisattva. It's just that Cui Yanting is too salty, you hurt your eyes carefully."

Mrs. Cui raised her eyebrows, and the tails of her eyes lit with gold powder slightly lifted, like a fire phoenix watching all birds: "There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's like seeing a moldy, rotten dead mouse."

When the maids in the hall heard the words, they all laughed softly.

Mrs. Cui led the servants through the verandah, and a woman in plain clothes came to meet her, her belt was like the wind, floating out of the dust.

Madam Cui's eyes quickly flashed a hint of disgust, and she stopped in her tracks.

The woman got closer and closer, and when she saw Mrs. Cui, she knelt down and said, "Biao sister-in-law."

"What kind of wind is it blowing today? Why is my cousin willing to come out of the small Buddhist hall?" Mrs. Cui had a smile on her face.Her emerald eyebrows are flying, her eyes are charming, her skin is pink and greasy, and her beautiful eyes are shining like stars. Even if she is only in her early twenties, people will believe her.

The woman opposite Madam Cui paled a lot in front of her.

The woman has a melon-seeded face, willow-leaf eyebrows, watery almond eyes, and a small cherry mouth. Although she is just a middle-aged figure, she has an aura that makes me feel pity.It's just that time doesn't have much preference for her, and the woman's eyes have already had fine lines, which are especially gloomy in front of the beautiful and beautiful Mrs. Cui.

The woman is Zhong Huanniang who has been living in Cui's family.

After hearing Mrs. Cui's question, Zhong Huanniang lowered her eyelashes, and said in a calm tone, "Is my cousin going to the second cousin's house?"

Madam Cui curled her red lips mockingly, and said coldly: "When do I need to tell you my whereabouts?"

"Of course you don't need to tell me your whereabouts." Zhong Huanniang pursed the corners of her lips, and the moment she raised her eyes, her almond eyes were as clear as water, "I just want to advise my cousin: You must forgive others and forgive others."

Mrs. Cui seemed to have heard a joke, her phoenix eyes were stained with a smile, she looked at Zhong Huanniang from head to toe with contemptuous eyes, and said slowly: "Huan Niang, Huan Niang, how many years have you still So naive. If I were merciful, the grass would grow taller on the grave, and you would step on my bones and sit in the position of the eldest lady of the Cui family."

In front of this most familiar old opponent, Mrs. Cui completely tore off her virtuous and virtuous disguise, and stared at Zhong Huanniang with extremely resentful eyes. There is no way out, and I almost died to show my ambition. Now, the retribution of your aunt and nephew has come. If you are sensible, you shouldn't step out of the cage I put in for you, but it's a pity..."

Madam Cui looked down at her nails, which were dyed with red Kodan, her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. "Step aside!"

After receiving the order, the maids immediately stepped forward to open the way, and pushed Zhong Huanniang aside. Mrs. Cui's long skirt was winding, her eyes were cold and arrogant, and she disappeared behind the moon cave door.

Zhong Huanniang looked at Mrs. Cui's back, and slowly, a wry smile appeared on her face.Shen Rongniang said something wrong, and her retribution has come long ago.

Zhong Huanniang returned to her small Buddhist hall with a dazed expression.On the altar, a beautiful white jade statue of Avalokitesvara looks down on the world with compassion.

Zhong Huanniang covered her mouth and began to cry.

Zhong Huanniang was so sad that she didn't hear the footsteps outside the Buddhist hall at all, until she stretched out a white silk handkerchief in front of her eyes, and then she raised her head, her melon-seeded face was mottled with tears, and her eyes were watery.

"Cousin." Cui Min looked at the heartbroken Zhong Huanniang, who had aged more than ten years in just a few days, showing a deep sense of sorrow, he choked up and said, "Yanting... can't make it through."

"What?" Zhong Huan's body froze, tears welled up in her eyes, and even her fingertips were trembling: "Didn't you say... didn't you say that you can survive for a while?"

Cui Min covered his face with his sleeves, a groan came out of his throat, and he said heartbrokenly: "What's the difference between one day and ten days? It's just... it's just suffering."

Cui Min's heart ached when he thought of his only son. Tears dripped from his eyes, and he said intermittently: "Yanting, he, he can't stand the pain... Hold my father's hand tightly, let me give him a hug." Happy. How can I do it, how can I do it!"

Zhong Huanniang stood up from the futon, her face was as white as paper, she raised her hand and patted Cui Min's shoulder comfortingly: "Cousin, life and death are fate, this is fate."

Cui Min held Zhong Huanniang's hand backhand.

Zhong Huanniang was taken aback, and immediately pulled her hand back.

Cui Min held on to Zhong Huanniang's hand, he was so strong that Zhong Huanniang's hand was pinched red.

"Cousin, I don't accept my fate! I don't want to be appointed!" Cui Min shouted hoarsely, "Yanting, he is my only son."

What can I do if I don't accept my fate... Zhong Huanniang broke away from Cui Min's hand with all her strength, and she took down an enshrined "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows Sutra" from the altar.

"This scripture was originally copied for myself, you can take it to Yan Ting, it can be regarded as a little kindness from my cousin."

Cui Min took the Buddhist scriptures in a daze, his eyes seemed to be filled with blood that could not be melted, he covered his eyes, and howled in pain: "I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled!"

However, Cui Min also knew, so what if he was not reconciled?Son, son will be gone!
"Why did my mother get involved with her brother-in-law back then? Is my father the only man left in the world?" Cui Min had hatred in his heart. He hated Cui Zheng, Shen Rongniang, and his father, but he hated him the most. But it is his birth ~ mother.

Zhong Huanniang used her fingers hard and accidentally tore off the Buddhist beads on her wrist.The beads of small-leaf red sandalwood made a crisp sound on the floor tiles, rolling everywhere.

Zhong Huanniang's eyes were a little crazy.After a long while, she said softly: "Probably... the love doesn't know where it started, but it goes deeper and deeper. The living can die, and life is better than death. Live to death."

Cui Min stared blankly, he looked at Zhong Huanniang's tearful eyes, and curled his lips mockingly, not knowing whether he was laughing at Zhong Huanniang or himself.

"You can't forget him, can you? You can't ever forget him!"

Zhong Huanniang let go of the last Buddhist bead tightly held in her palm, and she walked towards the inner room of the small Buddhist hall. When the wooden door was slowly closing, Zhong Huanniang had tears in her eyes, but a faint smile on her lips: " When can you forget me, when can I forget him. "