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Xu Qinghuan stopped and looked at the person in front of him, and he turned around slowly.
The brilliance in his brows restrained the sharpness of the past and gave him a bit of warmth. Seeing such a pair of eyes, she immediately thought of many things.
In the carriage, when she heard Li Xu's yelling, her expression became slack, her eyes darkened for a while, and she fainted in the carriage.
She seems to have struggled to walk on the road to the underworld. From now on, everything in this world has nothing to do with her. The surroundings are peaceful, and she follows the calm and slowly dies.
She is already very tired, years of illness, suspicion between husband and wife, struggle and balance between rights, like the night that arrives every day, slowly devouring her.
Before leaving Beijing, she sent a letter to Beijiang. She would reveal the suspicion of Li Xu and the Li family in person, and it could be regarded as a wake-up call to the generals in Beijiang. After today's incident, everyone may see Li Xu clearly. She doesn't know the true face of the family and what will happen next, and she probably won't see it anymore.
The door that belongs to her is about to close slowly.
The sun will be shut out forever, and she will be left in a place without light and sound.
She was ready, and when everything was about to sink, a pair of hands firmly grasped her, dragging her firmly and forcefully, as if competing with the darkness.
Firm and indisputable.
Like a ray of sunlight, piercing the night and coming to her, she had to open her eyes, and what caught her eyes was those warm eyes, with anxiety and pleading in them, his face was pale, as if He was saying something earnestly.
She seemed to be hugged by him, galloping on horseback, leading her to avoid arrows and sharp weapons, her gaze froze on the bloodstain on his forehead.
It's him.
When she was rescued by him, she was unconscious and only remembered a vague face.
When he turned his head now, it was all clear.
I still remember that in the crowd, when she saw the indifferent Song Hou in the crowd, she only knew that he acted decisively and his methods were very hot, which made people awe-inspiring.
Who knows that one day he will take the risk to save her and heal her injuries with all his heart.
"Thank you for your help." She bowed and knelt to thank her, but she almost couldn't stand up because her legs were weak. He walked up to her in a few steps and held out a hand.
However, she had already grabbed the servant girl's arm and struggled to stand up again.
His hand was gently withdrawn.
"The war in the north is not over yet. I passed by here when I transferred troops from the southeast back to Beijing."
Xu Qinghuan nodded.
"I'm going to leave now," Song Chengxuan continued, "Madam is recuperating here. People outside only know that Madam Li Hou died of illness, but they don't know that Madam is here."
"Ms. Li Hou has passed away." Xu Qinghuan said, "Thank you Song Hou for protecting me. I still have one thing to do. I don't know if Song Hou will agree."
"Manpower is at your disposal."
She smiled slightly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to repay it."
"You don't have to pay it back," his voice came, "It's good to be alive."
Just live.
His figure gradually faded away
A drop of tear ran down the corner of Xu Qinghuan's eyes and took her away from the dream.
"Miss," Yin Gui's voice sounded, "what's the matter with you, is it not comfortable there?"
Xu Qinghuan slowly opened her eyes and saw Yingui and Fengchu anxiously. It took her a while to fully recover. She was dreaming just now, and what she dreamed seemed to be from her previous life.
She always thought that she was conspired by Li Changyan to die in that siege. Now it seems that there is something wrong with her memory, and she has forgotten many things later.
Xu Qinghuan sat up slowly, raised her head and looked at Yin Gui: "Master Song" She was confused, Song Chengxuan had already left yesterday, and it was impossible for him to come so early in the morning.
"Missy has been taking medicine for the past few days and feels unwell. Mr. Song came here just after dawn, and talked with Lord Hou in the main room for a while, and is now in the study."
Xu Qinghuan stood up: "Help me change my clothes, I want to go there."
It was very quiet in the small study.
Xu Qinghuan opened the curtain and walked in, and immediately saw a figure sitting on a chair not far away, wearing a light blue robe, carefully looking at the books in front of him, thinking about something.
He only raised his head when he heard her footsteps.
Overlapped with the face in the dream, she couldn't help but think of the love in the dream again.scene.
Her eyes were slightly distracted, and she was just there in a daze, obviously not the same as before, Song Chengxuan couldn't help frowning, got up and walked over quickly.
"What's wrong?"
She heard the voice of concern, and then her hand fell into the warm palm, and suddenly remembered the hand that was slowly closed in the previous life.
Xu Qinghuan was touched immediately, she closed her fingers and shook him lightly. It turned out that she had misunderstood him in her previous life and had always held prejudice against him.
Thinking about it now, his obstruction before leaving Beijing was sincere, otherwise he would not have saved her at the critical moment.
There was a sparkle in her clear eyes, and Song Chengxuan's gaze sank slightly, and he was about to ask again.
Xu Qinghuan looked at the case on the table: "Let me see if you have found any clues."
She obviously didn't tell the truth, but he wouldn't force it either. It wasn't the first time he had seen her flickering eyes hiding a secret.
Fengchu brought a chair and put it next to the desk, Yingui couldn't help sighing inwardly, maybe the Song family's rice is really delicious, in her eyes, the word "Song" is already written on Fengchu's forehead.
The two chairs are so close, Mr. Song must be very satisfied.
Yin Gui and Feng Chu walked out of the house.
Xu Qinghuan and Song Chengxuan sat down together.
Xu Qinghuan's mood has also returned to normal. If she has any abnormal behaviors, Song Chengxuan will definitely see the clues, and it will not be so easy to prevaricate.
On the table are several open books, which are different from the common versions on the market, and these books are respectively annotated.
Commentary books were popular in this dynasty, and famous Confucian scholars often left their own comments when collecting books.
Song Chengxuan said: "My father likes to collect books. He once collected books with a gentleman in private. I once saw a three-volume annotated Spring and Autumn and Four Volumes at home. My father liked it very much. He praised Mr. in front of me as a man of great talent. , It's a pity that Dayin is hidden in the city, otherwise I will ask you to be my teacher."
The people in that yard are smart and cautious, living in such a place, they are quite similar to the person Song Chengxuan said.
Xu Qinghuan said: "If you can find a similar endorsement booklet, you will know who that gentleman is."
Song Chengxuan nodded: "Now I have gained something."
Xu Qinghuan thought about it, she now understands why she had that dream, she has been thinking about it day and night, she has been thinking hard about who is the person living in that yard, and she always feels that the answer is in her mind .
Her thinking was correct.
Because that person is Mr. Wenxi, Song Chengxuan in his previous life collected Mr. Wenxi's books and set up a memorial tablet for Mr. Wenxi.
In other words, Song Chengxuan found out this step in his previous life, and he has always been on the right path.
Song Chengxuan handed the book in front of Xu Qinghuan to Xu Qinghuan: "Mr. Wenxi." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com