What was her mother's mood like when she saw her brother die? Wei An thought vaguely while lying on the bed, clutching the sheets tightly with both hands. The sweat on her forehead seeped into her eyes bit by bit, mixed with her tears and overflowing from her eyes, which was bitter and unbearable.
Her mind seemed to be frozen, and only the pain in her body was extremely clear. She arched her body little by little, sweat and blood all over her head. Finally, she felt hot under her body, as if something had left her body.
The noisy sound that had been ringing in her ears finally disappeared in an instant, and heat continued to flow out of her body. She was sweating and panting, like a dying dog in the hot summer. She stuck out her tongue and used all her strength to keep herself from falling asleep.
The blood-soaked clothes were stained with sweat, sticky like the tongue of a poisonous snake, and emitting a bloody stench that was unbearable.
Wei An could bear it, though. She vaguely tried to open her eyes wide to take a look at her child. There were figures flashing beside the bed. On the ground were a pair of scissors wrapped with red ropes and a few dyed red eggs. Her child was among the group of people, probably being washed.
New life! She exhaled a breath, trying to ignore the discomfort and pain in her body, and prepared to raise the corners of her mouth, but before she could barely form an arc, a sharp cry suddenly rang in her ears.
The cry made her chest heave violently, and the light that had just gathered in her eyes immediately disappeared. She forced herself to stand up and turn her head to look. The door was suddenly opened, and the summer breeze brought with it the cold air of thunder and rain into the room. She shivered violently, and only had time to see Peng Caichen's gloomy face and angry eyes before her consciousness became blurred.
When I woke up again, the rain had stopped and the sky was clear. Looking out the wide open window, I could see the beautiful cosmos flowers blooming outside, covering the entire yard, and the clear blue sky after the rain.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her paper-cut thin and brittle face. She waved to Peng Caichen who was standing outside the window: "Brother Caichen, bring the child here for me to see..."
Peng Caichen ignored her.
She forced an ingratiating smile and turned around to see Yuqing's tearful face.
Yuqing was her maid from her mother's family. She had been with her for many years and was already thirty years old but still unmarried. She sighed and did not dare to bother Peng Caichen anymore. She asked Yuqing: "Yuqing, Brother Caichen is ignoring me. Bring the child to me to see..."
Yuqing ignored her, like a puppet that couldn't move or speak.
Her wet nurse came in, pushed her in like a whirlwind, rolled up the bedding under her and threw it into the basket, then turned around and left.
The room was silent, even the loud noise made by the wet nurse just now was dead silent in her ears.
She panicked a little and shouted at her nanny's back: "Nanny, nanny..."
The wet nurse didn't stop at all. She didn't look as distressed as before when she was pricked by a thorn. She just kept doing it and left her with only her back.
The soft pink gauze curtain embroidered with colorful butterflies and peonies hung beside the bed, moving without wind. Yuqing did not move or speak, like a dead person. Soon, the talkative Lan He came in holding a crystal plate. She was finally happy again and called Lan He hesitantly, but Lan He's eyes were dull and she stood there like a piece of wood.
She finally realized something was wrong and started crying in panic, "Someone! Someone!"
She didn't know if it was because she cried too hard, but the hazy feeling of unreality that seemed like the beginning of chaos suddenly dissipated, just like the clouds and fog dissipated. She finally heard a sound in her ears, the sound of the door being pushed open. It turned out that there was someone there. She was filled with joy, and slowly faced the light to see the person who appeared in her sight.
The huge halo of light was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes for a moment. She blinked again and again, and finally saw a hazy figure from the mist.
It was Wei Jie, her elder brother Wei Jie, who had never let her suffer any injustice. She finally let out all her grievances and panic, and turned over while crying, not caring about the blood stains all over her body: "Brother, why did you come so late? No one paid attention to me..." She felt very uncomfortable soaking in the pool of blood, and pouted at her brother coquettishly: "They all bullied me and didn't take me to see the children. Brother, take me, take me..."
Wei Jie extended his hand to her with a doting smile on his face, just like always.
Her previously tense nerves finally relaxed, and she reached out to grab her brother's hand. However, even though the hand was clearly right in front of her, she couldn't touch it, and when she touched it, it was empty.
Mottled sunlight poured all over the floor through the window, but Wei An felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar in the middle of winter. He was shivering with cold and watched Wei Jie's body become transparent bit by bit.
"No!" She subconsciously hugged her head and wailed in pain, then stumbled off the bed.
The time and space that seemed to be frozen before suddenly started moving again.
Wei Jie's originally clear figure suddenly became blurred and soon disappeared. Before disappearing, he opened his mouth towards Wei An, as if he wanted to talk to her.
"The water of the Ganges is so cold..."
Wei An seemed to be able to see a puddle of water where he was standing. She felt as if she had fallen off a cliff in an instant. She was so scared and terrified that she cried and called for Yuqing and Lanhe.
Yuqing and Lanhe finally moved and turned to look at her. Her face was covered in blood and looked horrible.
She screamed in shock, tears and snot streamed down her face, she kept shrinking back, and finally rolled off the pedal.
She didn't feel any pain, but was just afraid. She hugged her knees and tried to shrink to the side, but suddenly someone pulled her hands and lifted her up.
"Why are you here?!"
It was the voice of her mother, Princess Changning. She burst into tears and immediately threw herself into her mother's arms.
"Go!" Her mother was furious. She grabbed her hand and led her out of the room to the lake. She pushed her down hard with her hand: "Go, go!"
The feeling of weightlessness made her kick her feet, jump up and open her eyes.
What came into view was the original tent. The benzoin on the table was still emitting smoke. She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off her forehead.
It's a nightmare.
Her brother and mother, Yuqing Lanhe, are all dead and they will not show up.
When she thought of this, the breath of relief she had originally breathed into her stomach was immediately swallowed back up, making it so heavy that she couldn't breathe.
All dead... All dead...