Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

It snowed heavily all night, and it didn't stop until it was dawn in the east.

Ah Jin groped in the dark all night before finally arriving at the mass grave.To be honest, she herself didn't know how she found it.

I saw a large area of ​​undulating snow in front of me, and there were vaguely high mountains covered in white snow all around.The sky and the earth are covered with snow, but there is a lone red plum in full bloom not far away.

After the baptism of ice and snow overnight, this red plum bloomed particularly vigorously, the petals were as red as blood, and a burst of cold fragrance floated secretly in the vast world.

"Girl! It seems to be here!" Ah Jin yelled and jumped out of the car, patting the snow that had accumulated on his head and body.After running around all night, Ajin's hands and feet were numb from the cold, and his whole body was bruised, which looked terrifying.

She jumped up and down in the snow for a while, then leaned over and picked up a handful of snow and rubbed it on the big fat face. After a while, the bruises on her face began to fade, and the rosiness gradually appeared on her face.

"Girl, get out of the car! We're here!" Only then did Ah Jin lift the curtain and peek into the car.

I saw Mo Xiaomei, Siqi and Gao Ma leaning on each other and sleeping.It turned out that the few people had been tossed all night, and their bones were about to fall apart. When it was almost dawn, the three of them couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Hey, girl, we seem to be here!" Ah Jin greeted in a low voice, and Mo Xiaomei was soon woken up. She rubbed her sore eyelids, opened her eyes to look outside the car, and hurriedly asked, "But we're here." ?”

"It should be here!" Ah Jin nodded.

"Oh, good!" The little girl stretched her arms, moved her tired body a little, and got up quickly to get out of the car.Her movement woke up Siqi and Sang's mother.

"Oh, are you here?" The two also hurriedly stood up.The few people suffocated all night in this small compartment, their bodies were almost so stiff that they couldn't move.After all, Sang's mother was old, and she felt dizzy when she got up together, and she almost fell over.

Siqi and Xiaomei hurriedly supported her, and the three of them slowly got out of the carriage.When they got out of the car, the three of them felt that their eyes were clear, and the icy air-conditioning immediately woke them up.

"What's this smell? So fragrant?" the little girl asked, rubbing her eyes.As soon as she got out of the car, she was dazzled by the snowy eyes, and only smelled a faint sweet fragrance straight into her nose.

"It's the fragrance of plum blossoms!" Siqi squinted his eyes, staring at a blooming wintersweet not far away.

"Yes, it's the fragrance of the plum blossoms. It's also strange, that branch of plum blossoms was clearly planted by someone else just now, why is it so blooming?" Mama Sang also squinted at the plum blossoms not far away and asked in surprise.

The white snow is crystal clear and flawless, and the red plums are as bright as blood, as bright as a drop of blood falling on a white jade plate.

"It's here, she must be buried here!" Mo Xiaomei murmured, Siqi and Sang's mother didn't say a word.

"Who? Who is buried there?" Ajin asked strangely.

"It's a distant cousin of mine, she's buried here." The little girl whispered.

"Distant cousin?" A Jin asked, "Girl, are you here to worship her?"

"No, my cousin is very kind to me. Now her family is in a poor state, and she was buried in this mass grave after her death. I begged the mansion to dig her out and bury her again?" the little girl said in a low voice.

The matter of Baoqin is too shocking to hear, and absolutely no news can be leaked.Therefore, the younger sister only mentioned it slightly in the car, and did not tell the two chess players the details, let alone A Jin.

"Ah... Miss, you want to dig a grave?" A Jin immediately looked surprised.

"It's not digging graves, it's called moving graves... What, Ajin, are you scared?" The little girl said lightly, and she looked at Ajin's face with a smile while talking.

"This..." Ah Jin hesitated for a moment before saying, "I...Of course I'm not afraid...not afraid...lah!" She said so, but her face betrayed her.

Sang's mother and Siqi's expressions were even more ugly. They didn't turn their heads away, neither of them dared to look into the mass grave.The little girl smiled, but her heart was also terrified, her two hands hidden in her sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, and her palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Let's hurry up! It won't be good if someone comes to see you later!" the little girl said, looking at Ah Jin.

"Uh... When the girl said this, who are we... referring to?" Ajin's face changed slightly, and he stared at the little girl nervously and asked.

"Of course it's you, me and Siqi. Mama Sang is old, it would be terrible if she slipped and fell." The little girl replied.

"Uh...that's good...then...I'll go get things from the carriage..." Ah Jin nodded helplessly, and went to the carriage to fetch the shovel and other things.

When Siqi heard that there was still something about her, his expression changed, he gritted his teeth and walked over, followed the little sister to Baoqin's grave without saying a word.

"Hey, then I... I... will go too!" Mama Sang hurriedly shouted, and left with the two of them.

"Then... that's fine!" Xiaomei and Siqi hurriedly supported Sang's mother, and the three slowly approached the grave where Baoqin was buried.Ah Jin quietly followed behind with two shovels on his shoulders.

The more they walked, the more they smelled the rich fragrance of plum blossoms.In the end, the cold air was filled with a strong fragrance, and even the snow on the ground seemed to be soaked by this fragrance.

"What kind of flower is this? How could it be so fragrant?" Several people were wondering in their hearts, but before the beauty Hongmei, they didn't dare to speak for fear of waking up the sleeping Baoqin.

"Girl Baoqin, I'm here to welcome you home by my mother's order! You know the truth, don't panic, don't scare us!" Mo Xiaomei bowed her head and prayed silently.Only then did I reach out and gently pull out the plum blossom in front of the grave.

The plum branches lighten the Buddha, and immediately there is a strange fragrance from the noses of several people, which is intoxicating, and the fear lingering in the hearts of several people seems to be melted by this strange fragrance.Intoxicated by the strange fragrance, the faces of several people calmed down.

"Let's do it, sister, don't blame me!" The little girl whispered, she took a shovel, and gently pushed aside the crystal white snow, revealing the warm and moist black soil under the snow.

Yuan Chun reported the news of Bao Qin's death yesterday.Not long after, someone from the palace came to carry away Baoqin's body.Yuan Chun was extremely mournful, watching the Baoqin covered by a white cloth being carried away, she seemed to feel that most of her life was gone along with it.

"It's almost, it's almost, it's almost...Baoqin, wait for me anyway...I'm sorry for you..." Yuan Chun sat on the ground with empty eyes, muttering to himself.

The hourglass flows slowly, without stopping for a moment.The sun outside Fengzao Palace was slowly sinking to the west, and the light in the magnificent palace gradually dimmed.Yuan Chun finally woke up from the confusion, she stood up with a wry smile, but unfortunately the palace was dark, no one could see this smile.

"Being the daughter of the Jia family is so tiring! Well, I'm coming to the end of this road..." Yuan Chun glanced at the boundless night outside the luxurious carved window, and withdrew his eyes indifferently.

I was terrified of this darkness.

However, I got used to it slowly.

Now, I can't leave it.

In the dark, in the darkness of no one, it's safe, isn't it?

At that time, Baoqin was by my side in the dark.

Now, it's just me...

My parents!

My brothers and sisters!

Tianlun Oh!

I can't let go of Yuanchun, I can only exchange my most precious things: my youth, my joy, my freedom, my happiness, my zither...

For you, I have given everything I can, now I am the only one left, I will give it all back to you, and I will be free...

There is no moonlight tonight, and Yuanchun, the current virtuous concubine, is hidden in the boundless darkness.

On the corridor of Fengzao Palace, there were a few little maids standing quietly. They didn't dare to speak or cough, they could only make eye contact with each other: A woman can be as rich as her mother in her life, what else is she not satisfied with?What regrets does she have?What else is there to be sad about?