Chapter 89: A Ride
The night in June is the most pleasant time of the day.
The Song family is particularly pleasant tonight.
Gong Xu told her that Wen Mingqian had agreed to commit suicide, which was a great thing!
And she wanted to see her before she died. Why didn't he want to see her?
"The old lady has already prepared some red crane crowns. She said she would deliver them to her late at night," Gong Xu said. "When the time comes, you can go there and ask a few more people to accompany you."
"Master Don't you want to see her?" Mrs. Song showed a slightly unbearable look.
“She and I have broken off our friendship a long time ago, so it’s okay to not see each other.” Gong Xu said indifferently, “It’s just that she owes you too much. Before she dies, it would be good for you to listen to her confession.”< br>
"No matter what, she is willing to die to apologize, but her conscience has not been completely wiped out after all. I finally got to know her, so I will go and see her off on this last journey!" Mrs. Song sighed softly, "Maybe We were guilty in our previous lives, otherwise how could this happen?"
"You haven't fully recovered yet, so you should rest for a while," Gong Xu said, "I have some unfinished business. Go to the study first, then come back here.”
"Master, just relax and go! We can't delay official matters." Mrs. Song said hurriedly.
"Little madam, would you like to take a rest?" Mrs. Yang asked.
“How can you think about sleeping at such a critical time?” Ms. Song smiled particularly gently, “Don’t you know how anxious I have been waiting for this day?”
“Congratulations, little one. Madam, your long-cherished wish has come true!" Mrs. Yang's eyes narrowed, "That person named Wen's life will end tonight."
"Can I send her off on her last journey in a more grand manner?" "Ms. Song sat in front of the dressing table and looked into the mirror proudly, "I asked Huahong and Liuyun to come in and dress me up. I used the best osmanthus oil to comb my hair, and I also chose the brightest and most expensive clothes."
"I understand, little madam. Wen Mingqian will definitely be disgraced at this time, so little madam must be even more radiant." Mrs. Yang said happily, "It's very satisfying to think about it!"
Song's daily life He didn't dress up deliberately, especially after Wen Mingqian came back, he looked even more low-key.
Tonight, we have to dress up, which is uncharacteristic of the norm.
In the study, Gong Xu was in a daze under the lamp.
I don’t know how long it took, but footsteps sounded outside the door.
"Master, why don't you go to bed so late?" Yunying walked in with a little girl who had just grown her hair.
“Why haven’t you slept yet?” Gong Xu was brought back to consciousness by her.
"I was thinking about the master, so I didn't sleep. I thought you were with Aunt Song, but I just heard that the master was still in the study! So I prepared some food and wine to send over." Yunying was meek and quiet. , very popular with Gong Xu.
Especially after Wen Mingqian's accident, she didn't say much, which satisfied Gong Xu even more.
“It’s better that you are careful.” Gong Xu smiled and said, “Sit down and have a drink with me.”
"How dare I? I should serve the master!" Yunying said, filling Gong Xu with a glass of wine with her delicate hands, holding it and passing it to his lips, "Master, please have a drink and enjoy yourself."
< br>Gong Xu drank from her hand, and Yunying put down the wine glass and served him food.
How can Gong Xu resist when there is a beautiful woman by her side who is so diligent in persuading her to drink?
I drank several cups before I knew it.
"Yunying, today's wine is so energizing." Gong Xu felt dizzy in front of his eyes, "I'm afraid I have something on my mind, so I get drunk easily."
"Oh, you're right!" Gong Xu smiled foolishly, "Everyone gets drunk by himself..."
"This wine was given by the old lady. I will have another glass, sir." Yunying poured another glass. Had a glass of wine. "No, I'm very drunk now." Gong Xu wanted to push him away but was unable to do so. At this time, his hands and eyes could no longer coordinate.
"Then let me help the master lie down and rest." Yunying said hurriedly, "Chun'er, bring me a pillow." West.
Almost everyone in the mansion rested.
But the door of Song's room opened, and two maids carried lanterns, and Mrs. Yang helped her out.
Following behind him were several strong servants, all of whom the Song family was used to.
They walked straight to the backyard and walked for a long time before arriving in front of the Buddhist hall.
Mother Xu beside the old lady was already waiting there.
"Mother Xu has been kept waiting for a long time." Ms. Song said apologetically.
"I just came here too." Mother Xu said, taking out a small porcelain vase from her sleeve, "This is from the old lady, let my aunt take it in!"
" Don't worry, Mother Xu, you don't have to dirty other people's hands with this matter." Mrs. Song took it seriously, "You should go back and rest."
"Then leave it all to Aunt Song. "Mother Xu seemed to be really tired, "This elderly person just can't stay up late."
Then she lowered her voice and asked: "The old lady said, don't make too much noise. Don’t cause gossip.”
"Don't worry, these people I brought here are tight-lipped and will never reveal a word." Ms. Song's voice was also very low.
"Okay, I'll go back, and I'll leave the rest to you, aunt." Mother Xu said and left.
"Mother Yang, it's enough for you to accompany me in alone." Ms. Song said, "The rest will be guarded outside."
"You guys are watching outside. No one can go in unless you are asked." Mrs. Yang ordered the servants and maids, "No one is allowed to come near."
The door of the temple was locked from the outside. Mrs. Yang opened it. He helped Mrs. Song and walked in.
There were lights on in the Buddhist hall, but it was still very dark. The Buddha statue is hidden in the curtain, dark and unclear.
Wen Mingqian huddled on the futon, looking thin and pitiful.
“I wonder if you are repenting in front of the Buddha these days or making wishes?” Song asked with a smile, “It’s useless for you to pierce blood and copy scriptures, the gods and Buddhas still refuse to bless you.”
“ You're finally here," Wen Mingqian stood up slowly, her face a little pale, "It's not easy to meet you."
"Don't worry, I will definitely meet you before you die. After all, there is too much entanglement between me and you, and I will always come to see you off for the last time," Mrs. Song said happily.
"You are dressed up tonight. You are completely different from how you used to be. Or maybe this is what you originally looked like." Wen Mingqian sat on the futon and straightened up, with his hair half draped, covering his face.
"Wen Mingqian, I know you hate me, but who told you that your skills are inferior to others? You and I are considered acquaintances. I advise you to reincarnate in the future and keep your eyes open."
" Song Xiulian, I have more doubts in my heart than I hate you. The Gong family doesn't believe me, so I can't help but I still want to ask you, why do you insist on hurting me in every possible way?" Wen Mingqian raised his head and looked at Mrs. Song intently. , "Today in front of the Buddha, neither you nor I should lie."
"It's no wonder that the palace family doesn't believe you. Who makes you aloof and stubborn and don't know how to follow the times? It's never the east wind that overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind. , It is impossible for you and me to be of the same mind." Mrs. Song also spoke very simply at this time, not as pretentious as before.
“I understand that you covet my position and want to take my place. But why do you use the life of your own child to harm me every time? I know that people’s hearts are evil, but I don’t believe that you can be so evil as to kill your own child. .”
It’s the end of the month, tickets~~~
(End of this chapter)