Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

Seeing Yingchun, Xiuju seemed to be in better spirits, and felt a little comforted in her heart.She hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen, begging the people in the kitchen to boil some water.The woman on duty in the kitchen knew that Yingchun was pitiful, so she didn't make it difficult to embroider oranges, so she turned on the fire and boiled a large pot of boiling water immediately.Xiuju was very grateful and returned to the broken house with hot water.

Yingchun was leaning against the wall and waiting, her panting was not so severe, her complexion seemed to look better, and her eyes looked a little brighter.When Xiuju saw her, she felt happy, and hurriedly poured warm water to wash Yingchun's face and body.

After scrubbing and cleaning, she simply put on the new clothes, shoes and socks that she just brought for Yingchun.At this time, Yingchun became more energetic, and her cheeks were even slightly tinged with blood.Xiuju was even happier, and hurriedly asked: "Miss, how do you feel? Would you like some food?"

Yingchun shook her head, forced a slight smile, and said in a low voice: "Good girl, I'm not hungry, just comb my hair, I'll look better when I walk."

As soon as Xiuju heard this, she was like thunder, and hurriedly shouted: "Miss, don't talk nonsense! Okay, what are you going?"

Yingchun said nothing, just shook her head slightly.Xiuju was very happy at first, but when she heard Yingchun's words, she was flustered, scared, and sad, so she walked forward tremblingly, hugged Yingchun's head in her arms, picked up the wooden comb and gave it to her. She combs her hair.

She looked down and saw Yingchun's hair in her arms was disheveled, like dry grass.This hair has been combed for more than ten years.It turned out that when she was in the mansion, every time she washed her hair, she would use a comb to dip it in pomade, and comb it carefully so that it was black and shiny, and the fragrance was tangy...and seeing the messy hair that is worse than withered grass now, embroidered orange I couldn't help crying from heartache.

The mahogany comb was glossy black, and the fine teeth slowly slipped from the top of the head.The hair was dry and knotted, and it was easy to comb to the ends of the hair. A lot of hair fell off with the wooden comb, and the dry hair was curled together, just like withered grass in winter.

Xiuju's heart was twisted like a knife, and she shed tears silently while combing Yingchun's hair.When she finally combed her hair, a thick layer of hair had fallen out on the ground and on the bed.Yingchun's hair was originally fine and thick, but now there is only a sparse and thin layer, barely covering the scalp.Xiuju secretly shed tears, loosely tied the rest of her hair into a bun, and then forced a smile: "Okay! Miss still looks so beautiful."

Yingchun panted, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, reached out to grab Xiuju's hand, and asked pantingly, "Xiuju, do you regret following me?"

"Miss! How could I regret it? I don't regret it..." Xiuju smiled forcefully, while helping Yingchun to lie down.

Yingchun waved his hands feebly, gasped for a while, and then continued intermittently: "Others...follow master...you can enjoy food and drink spicy food, but you will only be wronged if you follow me...I am sorry for you..."

Xiuju couldn't bear it any longer, and cried: "Miss, you should stop thinking about it, you should lie down and rest first."

Yingchun was already gasping for breath at this moment, her face was blue and purple, she leaned on Xiuju, and said word by word: "I was... I was... thinking... we... we... can... can always be... ...one place...who would have thought...unexpectedly...unable to...I want to...play chess...and..."

Xiuju was frightened out of her wits, her tears flowed out like a dike, and she wanted to call someone, but seeing Yingchun's situation was wrong, she didn't dare to move, so she hugged Yingchun tightly and cried, "Miss, hold on...Mother Sang I've already gone to find a doctor...Miss...don't scare me, isn't it good for us to be together?"

Yingchun's face was even more ugly at the moment, she was lying on Xiuju's body, she didn't inhale but only exhaled, her hand holding Xiuju slipped down, and her body gradually became cold.It was pitch black outside the house, and there was a faint sound of thunder from far away, and the heavy snow all over the sky was accompanied by a cold wind.

I don't know how long it has passed, the room was as dark as ink, Xiuju hugged Yingchun who was already stiff and cold in a daze, the whole person was like a wooden sculpture...

The wind and snow never stopped for a moment, and soon, the sky was covered with heavy snow, and everywhere was pale.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiuju finally woke up. She slowly laid Yingchun's stiff and cold body on the kang, covered her with the quilt, then got up and lit the oil lamp, and watched carefully: Yingchun's eyes were wide open. , I didn't rest in peace until I died.

Her maid, Xiuju, had already forgotten her fear at this time, she tried several times with her hands, but her lady's eyes were still not closed.

From the day of the big wedding to today, in less than three months, the second lady of Jia's mansion who had been tortured and humiliated died tragically, and there were still a few months before her birthday.

Xiuju stared blankly at Yingchun's corpse for a long time, finally smiled miserably, and said in a low voice: "Miss, even if you die, you can't compare to your eyes! Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you! That beast, even if I die I won't let him go!" After speaking, Xiuju reluctantly looked at Yingchun for a while, and then took out a small bundle from under the bed.

Xiuju slowly opened the bag, and it turned out that there were several boxes of rouge and gouache inside.She opened the water powder in a daze, and began to dab it on her face carefully. The snow-white powder met the surging tears, and was quickly washed off.

She only wiped it a few times, but she felt a tearing heartache, and finally couldn't help crying on Yingchun's corpse.

I don't know how long it took, Xiuju finally cried out her tears, her eyes were burning with pain, and dark red blood oozed out.

"Miss! I've cried enough, I don't want to cry any more! I'm going to take that bastard's life right now! Miss, wait for me!" Xiuju murmured in a low voice, she took out the gouache again, and dabbed it on her face On, on her body... Soon the sadness, despair and hatred on her face were covered up, and a beautiful woman with pink make-up appeared.

Xiuju opened the rouge, wiped her lips lightly, and then smacked the remaining rouge on her cheeks.After finishing her makeup, she loosened her long black hair and combed it carefully.She tilted her head, her eyes only lingered on Yingchun's cold and stiff body.

Yingchun lay motionless on her back on the kang, her big and soft eyes were wide open, filled with the void of death.

"Miss, wait for me...I'll kill that beast first, and I'll accompany you! Miss, wait for me!"

Xiuju slowly pulled back her hair, picked up the mirror and looked at it: I saw a pale beauty in the mirror, looking at her with tears in her eyes, full of sadness and despair.

She smiled miserably at the mirror, and threw the mirror on the ground casually.After a crisp sound, the mirror turned into countless fragments, and there was a poignant and beautiful figure of Xiuju in each shattered mirror.

She slowly took off her clothes, revealing her daughter's perfect body.It's just that there are still scars on her body that haven't faded, and the patches of black and purple are shocking.Xiuju lowered her head and took out a thin spring shirt to cover her body, only her slender neck and snow-white breasts were half hidden, giving people infinite reverie.

At this moment, the servant girl Xiuju is infinitely poignant and beautiful, she turned around and sat beside Miss Yingchun's corpse, stretched out her hand to caress Yingchun's face for the last time, staring absentmindedly at her eyes that could never be closed.

"Miss... Although I'm just a maid, you are like a sister to me! In my heart, you are always my relative! Don't go, you wait for me...wait for me..." Xiuju muttered whispered.She didn't shed any more tears, they were exhausted.

When dealing with livestock, you can't take chances, you can't retreat and be patient!You can't be merciful!You owe me your life!If God doesn't come to collect it, I will collect it!It is said that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. It is not that there is no retribution, but that the time has not yet come!But, I can't wait!I will report it myself!

Xiuju sat with Yingchun for a while longer.

Finally, she didn't wait any longer, and reached out and pulled out a short, sharp dagger from under the bedding.

Xiuju "suddenly" stood up, she was going to take revenge!