Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

The one who likes to eat hibiscus cake the most is Xie Zheyu back then.

Xie Zheyu was also the one who was best at making hibiscus cakes.

What did Xie Zheyu do when he left Shengjing and Xie's house?

It coincided with Xie's mother's birthday, and she sent a box of hibiscus cakes to Xie's house, which she made herself.

Xie Xinglou's pale complexion floated into the backyard of Xie's house like a gust of wind, and with a wave of his wide sleeves, the door in front of him swung open with a bang!

Xie Zhezhi, who was pretending to be crazy, was trembling from the sudden movement, and slowly turned his face around, seeing the beautiful Xie standing in the spring breeze.

Beauty Xie looked very bad, her clothes were always clean and bloody.

In fact, Xie Xinglou hadn't seen her for a long time.

Xie Zhezhi was afraid of the gods in her bones, the eldest sister who said that a word can determine life and death. When she saw Xie Zheyu, she felt uncomfortable all over her body. Her bones seemed to be frozen. She moved her lips and was surprised to find that Xie Zheyu was crying. .

She asked, "Why are you crying?"

Xie Xinglou's body froze, his face was extremely ugly, and he murmured: "Did I cry?"

Glide the fingertips across the corner of the eyes, and there are indeed crystal clear teardrops falling down. The teardrops are like small round pearls, which are not broken when they fall to the ground, and are gradually wrinkled by the spring wind.

She was full of weirdness, Xie Zhezhi took a step back cautiously, and slowly remembered that he was still 'crazy' right now.

She sang a ditty by herself, which was the "Jiangnan tune" that the three of them loved to sing when they played the piano and fluttered butterflies in the back garden.

The one who sings this minor tune the best is Xie Zhemei.

With Xie Zhemei's fine voice, she spoke as if she was reciting the spring breeze, and she shed tears like a fairy weeping.

Once humming the tune, it's even more amazing, it can take away the soul of their eldest sister.

When she smiles, she is bright and sassy, ​​and when she is angry, she has the power of thunder.

She likes playing with smart people the most, she didn't want to turn her head around, and she was willing to be the world's biggest fool.

Xie Xinglou was in a trance after being sung, and immediately woke up after being in a trance for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Stop singing. It's so awful."

All of a sudden, Xie Zhezhi's complexion was uglier than hers.

She hates nothing more than a dead person.

Being interrupted by her like this, Xie Xinglou's mood gradually stabilized: "Let me ask you, did you snatch the lotus cake I gave to Aunt that year? You gave that box of lotus cake to Amei, right? ?”

The old things should have been melted into the dust along with Xie Zhemei's bones long ago, but there is still a day when they will be uncovered?

Xie Zhezhi stared at her, knowing that he couldn't avoid it: "Yes."

Xie Xinglou swayed and almost lost his footing.

"You tampered with the pastry?"

"……Correct."

Xie Zhezhi said word by word: "You killed her. Now that you know, do you want to kill me, or do you want to commit suicide to apologize to your good niece?"

She no longer pretended to be crazy, and sneered coldly: "Aniang has two biological daughters, Xie Zhemei passed away for many years, why, now you want to kill them all?

"You have feelings for Xie Zhemei, and Xie Zhemei is interested in you, but you abandoned her and harmed her.

"Xie Zhemei obviously hates hibiscus cake the most, but she can smell it and know that it was made by you. You made the cake yourself. I said you gave it to her. Guess how she reacted?

"She said it was wrong, you must have snatched it from A Niang.

"Listen? She is so smart, knowing that I was testing her heart, she still tasted that piece of hibiscus cake calmly. After two mouthfuls, she said that it was the lightest hibiscus cake she had ever eaten.

"She's as clever as she is clever, she's really upright, she's not afraid of me seeing through the relationship between the two of you, she doesn't know that people's hearts are sinister.

"You said, is she spoiled by you? You have spoiled her for many years, once you leave, she can't love you, she can only break up.

"Her temperament is neither like Dad nor Mom. She can warm people up when it's hot, and doesn't leave room for others when it's cold. She doesn't leave room for others or herself, but she still misses you.

"Are you moved? If you treat her like that, she'd better think of you. She doesn't want to love you anymore, but she still has you in her heart.

"She ate up all the hibiscus cakes you made, and talked and laughed with me a few funny things about my childhood.

"It's ridiculous! All of us have grown up, how can there be so much innocence? Let me coax her, tell her how you are, and tell her about the past.

"I couldn't stop talking to her, and she was in pain, so she stopped talking to me and stayed there alone. She was seven months pregnant at the time, and she said she wanted a daughter. When she mentioned her, her eyes were full of kindness. , I'm so jealous."

Xie Zhezhi said so much in one breath, panting, clutched his chest and smiled maliciously: "What else do you want to hear? Hear how Xie Zhemei endured the pain of cold poison? Hear how she desperately gave birth to her daughter? Listen—— "

Snapped!

A loud slap.

Xie Xinglou's body trembled like a maple leaf being torn apart by the wind.

Her eyes were red, her robe was windless and automatic, and a shocking and mysterious aura descended on her body. She stared blankly at the void, as if she had passed through the cracks of time and space and saw something that hadn't happened.

"The person who killed you... Chi Heng!"

The last syllable falls, up to the sky to listen.

With the promise of God, this matter cannot be reversed.

Xie Xinglou stood stiffly for a while, without looking at the person in front of him again, he walked away sadly.

It is so.

Ah Mei actually went like this...

Thinking that before she left Beijing, she made all kinds of cakes for Ah Mei in different ways, but she had never touched hibiscus cakes.

When Xie Zheyu was by her side, she regarded hibiscus cake as the most unpalatable thing in the world. Xie Zheyu left and didn't want her anymore, but she was able to taste the most unpalatable food while remembering the two of them in the past. thing.

Xie Xinglou staggered to the main hall and found that Qinghe hadn't left yet.

When she seldom lost her composure, Qing He bent her eyes and mind when she was blind. She handed over the boiled soup and said softly, "Auntie."

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"worried."

With the word "don't worry", Xinglou's heart ached, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes and drank the warm concoction.

"If you are hurt, you need to drink medicine, and when you are sad, you need to hug. I hug my aunt, and everything is over."

She leaned forward, pretending not to know the love entanglement between the two elders when they were young, and gently wrapped her arms around her aunt's trembling shoulders: "It's all over. Auntie won't blame you, and auntie doesn't need to blame herself."

"I'll go see Xie Zhezhi."

"Qinghe!"

Xie Xinglou called her to stop: "You can't kill her today."

"Why?"

"The banquet is coming."

Shen Qingyan - the son of Xie Zhezhi.

"If you can't kill today, what about tomorrow?"

"She has her own end."

Qing Heyuan's eyebrows condensed slightly: "Auntie?"

"She won't die at the hands of you and me. When the time comes, someone will kill her."

"Will she survive this year?"

This kind of ease of lifespan cannot be taught to outsiders, but when she asked, Xie Xinglou shook his head: "She will die this year."

Die at the hands of the one you love the most.

Recalling the shattered picture she glimpsed at the time of 'Yan Ling', an indescribable pity flashed across her eyes: "Tell me about A Chi, okay? How are you and her?"

Knowing from her aunt in advance that she can't kill the enemy with her own hands, Qinghe feels depressed, but everyone has their own destiny, if Xie Zhezhi is destined not to die in her hands, no matter how hard she tries, someone will stop her.

God's will and human will, the power of human will is too small.

She sighed softly, "We'll talk as we walk."

She did not want to see Xie Zhezhi's own son because of Xie Zhezhi, it was understandable, Xie Xinglou took her hand, and the two walked deeper into the backyard.

When it came to Chi Heng, her spirits improved: "She wrote to me, full of frivolous words..."

Xie Xinglou knew how to coax her to talk more, coax her to show off her face.

During the period when Shen Qingyan went to visit his mother, Qinghe and his aunt confided in each other, and suddenly asked when they were enjoying themselves: "Auntie, how many years do I have to live?"

"Not years."

Xie Xinglou hugged her into his arms: "Wanwan will live a long, long life."

Because there is such a person who is willing to go through all kinds of troubles for you, regardless of his own life.

Qinghe raised her pretty face and smiled, and held her hand for a moment, with a serious expression: "I know my aunt is extraordinary, but won't my aunt be tired knowing so many things and watching so many things?"

"Why aren't you tired? It doesn't matter if you're an expert, ordinary person, extraordinary or mediocre. Only when you're tired can you live."

After savoring her words carefully, Qinghe seemed to realize something, and instantly felt the resentment and resentment in her heart being gently brushed away with one hand.

Alive is already extraordinary in life.

Living every day well is the greatest respect for oneself.

……

Some people desperately want to live, and some people would rather die than live.

Zhao Yong is still dancing.

Jumping and jumping, jumping and jumping, several ropes were broken under the stimulation of the medicine, finally there was no way, Yao Lao ordered someone to touch his acupuncture points.

He fell asleep, and the old man from [Longmen] finally started to detoxify after a day and night of blood tests.

……

[Longmen] The attitude towards Zhao Yong is different. When Zhao Yong was suffering from heart-wrenching pain, Yao Lao had already been invited out of the mountain to live in the East Palace. Then this old man would have worked hard for Zhao Yong.

When Zhao Qian died and the prince ascended the throne, Zhao Yong became the favorite of [Longmen] within a day.

After returning from Xie's house, Qinghe locked himself in the [Pharmacy Refining Room] to refine furnaces of pills.

There are twelve mellow pills on the jade plate, half of which are used to save people, and the other half are used to kill people.

[Red Dust Building] Most of the pills sold at high prices come from her hands. Sometimes one can be sold for thousands of gold.

Yun Liao was ordered to poison Zhao Yong for the third time, and after a whole month, he was released again by Yao Lao. The emperor of the dynasty was assassinated many times, if the girl ordered him to poison him again, it might not be so easy to succeed.

"No need."

Qinghe took out the banknote and put it on the table: "Thank you, Your Excellency."

Yun Liao raised her eyebrows, knowing that Miss Shen no longer needed him, so he didn't touch the banknotes on the table, turned around and walked out the door, stepping into his world again.

Tried again and again, [Longmen]'s attitude towards Zhao Yong had to make Qinghe vigilant.

Yun Liao has shot too many times, and if she does it again, her identity and whereabouts may be exposed. It is a good thing for both of them to stop in time.

……

During these days, Xindi had a very difficult time.

However, with Yun Liao's departure, and under Yao Lao's exhaustive consideration, Zhao Yong's body has just recovered after the summer, and his body is no longer as thin and frightening as before.

Looking at him, Yao Lao stroked his beard and smiled slightly.

The carrier pigeon flew through the clouds and mists to the refuge.

【Longshan】.

The young young master of Longmen untied the one-finger wide creed tied on the pigeon's leg, and chuckled: "Father, Yao Lao said that he is ready, and the great cause can be obtained at any time!"

Long Ye was wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe and was sitting on a golden chair. Seeing his son eager to try, he waved his hand: "Go down the mountain."