The new female concubine's love geometry

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"Master Li from the Academy passed away." The guest explained compassionately.

"What? Master Li has passed away!"

"Oh, what a wonderful gentleman..." As he spoke, he held the medicine in his hand, and stepped into the chaos outside the steps.

Li Zhaoting is dead?

The strength of Tianxiang's fingertips on her shoulders suddenly tightened, and she trembled a little, then fell down.

She also fell into a state of horror, unable to extricate herself.Feng Suzhen knew that Tianxiang must have misunderstood something, wrapped her palm around the back of her hand, held it tightly, and calmed down her slight trembling.

"Tianxiang..."

Before she could say anything, the man broke free, holding the counter and pushing away a few steps, "You, he, he already..."

"It was another old gentleman surnamed Li who died."

another?

Ah, that's right, it seems that the other master of the academy is also surnamed Li, and he came here to buy medicine the day before yesterday.

"Mr. is a generous person. He has helped me a lot in the past two or three years. To me, he is also a teacher and a friend." After finishing speaking, she moved closer to Tianxiang, with her toes slightly touching, and straightened the slightly wobbly hairpin on her bun. Qi Wei sighed: "When Xiao Anle wakes up, let's go together again."

The commotion on the street outside calmed down a bit, Tianxiang was totally watching her performance just now, another person rushed in, interrupting her thoughts.

"Doctor Feng is not well! Mr. Li, Mr. Li, something happened to him!"

A waiter from the tavern opposite ran into the hall and brought in a gust of breeze. Tianxiang brushed her flying fine hair behind her ears, "Which Master Li is that?"

"Of course it's the young one! Someone from the government just took him away!"

Chapter 24

(One)

In the past two days, Li Zhaoting has always been in a bit of a state of depression. The husband couldn't help but feel worried when he saw that his spirit was not fading day by day, so he found Li Zhaoting last night to have a few cups of hot wine.

Life is hard to avoid, but it is a journey against the road.No matter how open-minded my husband is, there is still some depression to some extent. If he confides the unsatisfactory contacts, he will talk a lot more when he is drunk.It seemed like old friends at first sight, it was the first time that they talked so eloquently in the past few years, and they lost their sense of propriety, going all over the world, and they didn't leave until late at night.

In the early morning of the next day, the aunt from the next door came to the door to bring some surplus vegetables and food. When I entered the house, I saw the old man lying under the cupboard. There was also blood leaking from the back of his head, and he had done it thoroughly.

In the courtroom, according to Li Zhaoting’s narration, the last memory of last night was the stubble of a jar of old wine buried in Mr. Hear’s yard. He said he wanted to dig it out, but until he gradually lost consciousness, there was no sign of the old wine. trace.In the end, it was the young policeman with the knife who quickly woke him who was sleeping soundly at the table in the back room.

When Feng Suzhen, Tianxiang and Anle arrived, they encountered Li Zhaoting being detained and crossing the street, heading for the Yamen.

There was a lot of noise in his ears, but Tianxiang met his gaze.

With disheveled hair, she looked sluggish and embarrassed, and so did her eyes, which had been stripped of any brilliance by reality. She was no stranger to that numb and empty expression, and she had often seen it from the eyes of prisoners who had been executed in dungeons.

It can be seen that the person in the center of the line of sight is Feng Suzhen's home.

Just because she was Feng Suzhen's sweetheart, even though she complained a lot in her heart, how could she be worthless for her, she didn't say a word of the running words that were on her lips in the past, for fear that she would be sad and uncomfortable.

Just as she was about to step forward and get closer, Feng Suzhen held her back and shook her head lightly.

The man in the crowd had already looked away, and after a moment of distraction, he turned a depressed figure.

Following the person's departure, the bustle of the street in front of the pharmacy gradually dissipated.People came and went, occasionally neighbors came forward to comfort, Feng Suzhen responded one by one with a smile, her face was nothing unusual, only a little worry raised her brows, and after a few words of greeting, she saw the person who was chasing the flow of people and walking at the end Feng Shaoqing, left and right, rushed to the Yamen together.

What should be checked, what should be investigated, the whole government has been tossing for a long time because of this rare murder case. In the end, the matter finally ended with the young policeman's dereliction of duty, and Li Zhaoting was released in court.

A seemingly absurd farce actually killed people, and the old man who was always smiling is indeed gone, and he fell to his death because he was afraid of looking for things from high places after drinking. An altar of old wine had been buried for countless times, and even when he died, he didn't have time to take a sip.

Stretching his neck to look at the white light in the sky between the branches and leaves, it was almost at the end of the hour, Tianxiang touched the black vessel that was still stained with mud, and sat on the edge of two small raised grave mounds in the deep mountain, feeling overwhelmed. After the five flavors are mixed, it's not really a taste.

She met this gentleman two days ago. At that time, although he was thin and bony, his feet were a little vain, his complexion was ruddy, he was full of energy, with his hands behind his back, and he looked like a bookish old man, but he happily made fun of him. She said something to Feng Suzhen, took the medicine, and walked somewhere.

At that time, she didn't know too much, she just thought that this is an interesting old man, with such a carefree life, now, she is really envious, how can she remember that everyone in this world is different miserable.

Feng Suzhen inserted the tombstone into the freshly turned mud, patted the sawdust on her palm, walked from not far away, sat on the stone beside her, and smiled relievedly, "Mr. Son, at least I won't be alone anymore."

"yes……"

Lin Feng was depressed, rolled up a lot of white paper money, hovered among the dense branches and leaves, swayed in the wind with the willow branches in the new soil, and the chill on her back climbed up her neck along her flesh and bones.

Tianxiang leaned close to Feng Suzhen, tightened her clothes to avoid some shock, and said in a low voice:

"When you go underground, you don't have to suffer the pain of this world..."

Tianxiang is used to seeing death, but after all these years, she still can't get used to it.

How could such a vivid life in memory disappear in a blink of an eye...

"Life is like a journey, and I am also a pedestrian." She put her arms around the shoulders of the woman next to her, leaning against this remote cemetery, "Everyone has their own destiny, just cherish the present moment."

"Life?"

"Life……"

Before meeting Tianxiang, she never cared about fate, and the rebellion in her bones never allowed her to believe in such illusory things.

But looking at her now, she still can't break free from the tricks of fate.

The chirping of summer insects has already begun in the forest.On her shoulders, the velvety soft hair lightly rubbed against the soft flesh of her neck. She searched for a comfortable position from left to right, and called out in a hoarse voice:

"Feng Suzhen..."

"how?"

"If I told you that there are only three days left in the end, what would you want to do the most?"

"..." Feng Suzhen fell into silence, not knowing how to answer.

"If it were me, I would tell the people I want to tell everything I want to say, sleep for a few days, and die comfortably."

When she said this, Tianxiang smiled happily, looking at the scorching light among the shadows of mottled trees, she gently crawled to the corner of her eyes, melting the sorrow in her heart.

"What about you?" she asked.

"If I..."

The man was still hesitating, Tianxiang waited for a long time, couldn't take it anymore, broke away from her arms and sat upright, "You don't know what you want, do you?"

"I know……"

"Then you... forget it, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it, and you don't have to tell me."

"Some things are better kept in your heart." Tianxiang smiled dejectedly, and stood up holding the wine, "After I leave this wine to the couple, let's go back, it's getting late, what should Xiao Anle do?" Wait."

Walking to the tomb, she unsealed the jar, and slowly poured the mellow running water onto the soil in front of the stele, and after a while, a long funeral song came out from her lips.