Spring is coming to an end, and the flowers are falling.
Compared with the other master's rooms, this wing room is a little cruder, but it is also fully equipped. I sat on the chair, and I thought earlier that there is no incense burner to burn here, and there are flowers to smell, but I never thought that the flowers will wither one day, and the tree will also wither one day.
Bi Luo knelt in front of me, she looked down at the ground, with sweat dripping from her forehead, she swallowed silently.
I was silent for half a stick of incense before my lips parted slightly: "Whose is it?"
Bi Luo was startled, her eyes were red immediately, she bowed down and choked with sobs and said: "Young Master, I know I was wrong, I know that, this time, Young Master, I will definitely not forgive my servant—"
When I was young, my heart was very soft, and I hated to see others cry. In the past, when I saw the servants in the yard being punished, I felt sorry for them in my heart, but the mother gave a "pooh" and said: "Fourth brother, what kind of heart is there to be pitiful, you don't know, this poor man , there must be something hateful!"
I ask myself that I have always been kind to my servants, because I am also from a humble background, and my status is not much better than them, so it is inevitable that things will hurt others, and the rabbit will die and the fox will be sad. I once thought that there are so many people in Xu's mansion, anyone could plot against me, but I never expected that it would be the people around me.
"Whose is it?" I asked again.
Only then did Bi Luo stop crying, she wiped her tears, suddenly became extremely calm, and said calmly: "It's the second young master."
I thought I would be silent for a long time, but when she said who it was, I just felt a slight twitch in my chest. At first, the feeling was not strong, but as time passed, the feeling of emptiness would become stronger and more uncomfortable.
It was only later that I realized that this feeling was like a piece of flesh from my heart had been gouged out alive.
I asked her, "... when did it happen?"
Biluo lowered her eyes, looked at her lower abdomen, and said calmly: "It was two months ago. Not long after the young master had a miscarriage, he went to Xinglong Temple with Mrs. Huayang." She mused, "That night, the second young master He came back very late, he was drunk, so, he asked for servants to serve him..."
I raised my eyes and asked forcefully, "Then why are you in the second young master's room?"
Biluo remained silent. She didn't need to say it, the answer was obvious. In the back house, as a servant, who doesn't want to show face in front of the master. In the past, when I was at home, there were maids and maids who bribed the servants or stewards with money, and arranged them to stay with the master for one night.
Seeing that I was silent, Biluo felt even more guilty, so she used all four limbs, climbed up to me and said: "Young Master, Young Master, I am a servant who is obsessed with ghosts, but, but... Over the years, this servant has always loved the second young master. But for one night, just think about it. I really don’t know that this servant will... "
"Young Master, I don't ask for your name, I just ask you to let me give birth to this descendant of the Xu family!" She grabbed my hand and shook it, I felt dizzy and pulled my hand back suddenly . When Biluo fell to the side, Lihua covered her face with tears and wept.
I have never been so chilled before, the fingers holding the handle were clenched tightly, my chest rose and fell, and after a while, I asked her: "You are telling the truth?"
"If you don't believe me, young master, you can ask Chunshou next to the second young master, he let the slave in!" Bi Luo got up, kowtowed and said, "Even if the slave, the slave, dare not tell such a lie !"
As soon as her words fell, the door was suddenly pushed open: "Even if I give you the courage, I'm afraid it won't be enough—"
Xu Yanqing strode in.
Today, the second young master of the Xu family has been transferred from Yushitai to the Ministry of Punishment. He is a fifth-rank doctor and is in charge of one of the thirteen clean-up departments. Now, he has shed all his flamboyant ways, but he has become extremely sharp and ruthless. He has handled several serious cases of beheadings as soon as he took office.
Seeing his thin cheeks, and looking at him coldly, it makes people feel cold all over.
"Second Young Master...!" Bi Luo stumbled up to him, and said anxiously, "Second Young Master, the belly of this servant is indeed the flesh and blood of the Xu family, and this servant can testify—"
Xu Yanqing suddenly gave a "huh" smile, and that laughter made people feel cold down to the bottom of their hearts. He glanced sideways and said, "I tolerate you serving by Shaojun's side, because I thought that I was dedicated to you in the past, and you are the only person around Shaojun who can talk. Now it seems that I am too old. I'm so kind."
Just look, as soon as Xu Yanqing raised his hand, Manager Zhang came in from behind with someone, Bi Luo's face turned pale, and he struggled nervously: "No! That's not the case! Second young master, do you still remember?" That night, you hugged the servant, it was you, you told the servant not to leave, not to leave you alone—”
Xu Yanqing interrupted: "Listen well, what if I didn't sleep with you, even if I did sleep with you, so what."
Bi Luo was startled, and raised her head in a daze.
He said coldly: "A lowly servant girl dares to dream of being a master. Why don't you take a selfie in the mirror and see clearly what you are."
Bi Luo rushed over to hug Xu Yanqing's leg, but Xu Yanqing swung her hem and kicked him to the ground. "Ah!" Bi Luo hugged her belly and rolled around, screaming out in pain.
"Take this bitch and Chunshou down for me." Xu Yanqing waved his sleeves, and Zhang Yuan hurriedly dragged them out.
After the door was closed, there was a dead silence.
I sat where I was, looking ahead quietly. Until a shadow loomed in front of my eyes, I raised my eyes in a daze as if I had come to my senses.
Xu Yanqing stood in front of me, his eyes slightly lowered, looking at me silently. I have been with him for some time, and I have never been so close. After a while, the tip of his throat moved slightly.
"you lost weight."
I paused when I heard this—we haven't spoken a word since he kicked me out.
Xu Yanqing raised her hand, as if with strong hesitation, and when she was about to touch me, I asked hoarsely, "Is everything she said just now true?"
Xu Yanqing was startled, the confusion in his eyes was suddenly dispelled, he withdrew his hand as if waking up from a dream, looked away, and said in a blunt tone: "You would rather believe a servant than me, would you? ?”
Suddenly, an unprecedented difficulty and sadness flooded into my heart. Many years later, when I think of this matter, I can only say that it was a momentary stunned, but at this moment, I just feel like a needle pricks my heart. I don't know if it's because of Bi Luo or him.
"No..." I shook my head and whispered, "... I don't know."
Xu Yanqing didn't answer me, he turned his head and walked towards the door. Just before stepping out, Xu Yanqing's voice sounded suddenly: "I've always wanted to ask you something."
"Is it because you hate me, so... you don't want that child."
Later, I heard that even the servant named Chunshou had admitted to having committed adultery with Biluo, but she still insisted that what she was pregnant with was a descendant of the Xu family, and she even asked the master to decide. Don't let the master judge such a scandal, now that Xu Shangshu is worried about the court affairs, no one will disturb him. In the end, Biluo was still drugged and kicked out of Xu Mansion together with Chunshou. Afterwards, the concierge said that once in a while a crazy girl wandered near the gate of Xu's mansion and came with a piece of wood. She said it was the child of Master Xu Er. where.
In mid-May, Xu Yanqing left Beijing for Xianyang, where she would not return home for about half a year.
At the end of the month, Xu Shangshu was co-signed by another person in Chaoshang, and he read a book in front of the Holy One. Several restaurants in Xu's mansion were not well managed, so they simply closed them all. Madam Yu dismissed another group of people on the grounds that the mansion was unable to make ends meet. Now, the Xu family, which was originally prosperous and prosperous, gradually deteriorated day by day.
After June, there was a severe drought all over the country.
In the past few months, Xu Changfeng returned to the mansion a handful of times, and most of the time, he was outside the capital, preparing for his command to go north. Xu Qihe was still the same, his body rose and fell for a while, although he was willing to see me, he still couldn't say a few words. After I had a miscarriage, my body was not as good as before. I would catch a cold and catch a cold every now and then.
After Bi Luo was driven away, Zhang Yuan arranged for another servant girl to wait on me. It was Yin Ping, the servant girl next to Xu Yanqing.
She is smart and smart, and she does things properly, probably because she is too smart, but whenever she catches the opportunity, no one from her will show up. In addition, I was treated coldly in Xu's residence, and it is almost impossible to follow me and have no future at all, let alone treat me with all my heart.
For a while, I got cold again. The doctor came to see me and drank the medicine, but I don’t know if it’s because I’m depressed. The disease has dragged on for more than half a month and I still haven’t recovered. In the afternoon of this day, I drank the decoction and rested, but I had a nightmare again. After waking up, I felt uncomfortable all over, and cried out weakly: "Come here..."
I called several times, but no one came in. I had no choice but to get up by myself, trying to pour a cup of tea, but fell limply to the ground. When he fell down, someone suddenly pushed the door and walked in.
"Young Master!" The voice was extremely panicked, and then a pair of hands picked me up and carefully put me on the bed. then. There was a cup stretched out to the corner of my mouth, and I drank the tea in the cup with that hand. In a daze, I seemed to smell a long-lost scent of ink in my nose...
"Young Master, Young Master..." He whispered again. I finally opened my eyes hard and saw who was coming—
Unexpectedly, it would be him.