kingnovel Chapter 1719
Chapter 1719
Chapter 1719
Tears stream down my face as I sit by the cold desk and the lamp is burning. My hair is white and my hatred is immeasurable. A half-broken banner still has the scent of medicine dust. I want to tie a rope to hang it on the beam, but the wind suddenly rises and knocks on the window.
At midnight, the child called his mother, "The pillow is cold, I'm afraid of the yellow wolf." The thin fingers were quickly retracted and hidden in the white silk sleeves. It's not that I'm greedy for life and want to catch my breath in the moonlight, the spring road is far away, and the fog is vast.
Huo Qingqing wrote this.
Old Madam Chi did not allocate monthly allowance to the eldest son's family, so Huo Qingqing could not even afford to hire a maid to help.
Because he hated his eldest daughter-in-law, he also hated her two children.
Huo Qingqing's tears soaked the cracks in the bricks of the side courtyard. In the summer, she washed clothes until her fingertips were ulcerated. In the winter nights, she knelt in the snow holding Chi Shuang, who had a fever, and begged for medicine.
When life was most difficult, she pawned her last silver hairpin as a dowry just to buy a copy of "Tong Jiao Bing Fa" for Chi Yue.
She took on embroidery work day and night. No one knew that her knuckles, which had once been used to grind ink and write poetry, had become deformed. The blood foam she coughed up in the middle of the night dyed half of her handkerchief red.
Seven years after Chi Yiqing's death, Huo Qingqing died of old age.
On the day of her death, she held her eleven-year-old daughter Chi Shuang in her arms and told her with all her might, "Your brother is still young. You have to take good care of him on behalf of your mother."
Then she hugged her son and said, "In this world, you and your sister depend on each other. From now on, you will be your sister's support. Even if you risk your life, you must protect your sister from being bullied."
As soon as she finished speaking, her skinny wrist dropped heavily, startling a white butterfly perched on the window frame.
Chi Shuang kept her promise to her mother and refused to get married for the sake of her younger brother, and ended up living like a spinster.
Chi Yue also sacrificed his life at the age of seventeen and made outstanding military achievements, but left the twenty-year-old Chi Shuang alone in the world.
Chi Shuang knew that this might be the closest time for her to the powerful. If she didn't strike while the iron was hot, she might never have another chance in her life.
She knelt in front of Princess Haiyan, her forehead against the cold blue bricks, "Princess, I have an unsolved case in my mind."
Princess Haiyan was cold to the people of the Chi family, but she was warm to Chi Shuang. She only said in a gentle voice, "The ground is cold, get up and talk."
Chi Shuang refused to get up. His back was straight and his forehead slammed heavily on the cold blue bricks, making a dull sound.
She said word by word, "Princess, please understand. My father died in a strange way. My mother has always suspected that he died of poisoning."
Her nails tapped deeply on the blue bricks until they broke. "My brother originally wanted to wait until he became a general to investigate this matter, but he...left in a hurry. I am afraid that my brother will die with regrets, and I am even more afraid that I am incompetent and will not be able to find out the truth in my lifetime."
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from the front of the coffin, making her plain linen skirt rustle.
Shi Anxia admired Chi Shuang for seizing the opportunity. She raised her eyes and took in the faces of the Chi family. "Chi Shuang, do you have any evidence?"
Chi Shuang was very embarrassed, "I didn't. I just read the manuscript left by my mother..."
She took out a yellowed booklet from her bosom, opened it, and held it above her head.
Bei Hui stepped forward, took the booklet and handed it to the lady.
Shi Anxia lowered her eyes and took a closer look. It was a poem titled "Suspicious Poison".
The bottom of the celadon bowl is stained with stains. Who persuaded me to let the medicine run dry? The eyebrow pencil is cold and the dressing table is quiet. My bare hands are frequently flipping through the medical records. The night watch is over and the candlelight is cold. I am checking the old clothes and hats while I am on guard. Suddenly I see frost on my collar. The moonlight shining on the remaining stars is arsenic.
"Good words." She tapped the paper with her fingertips and raised her eyes to ask, "But besides your mother's posthumous work, is there any other evidence?"
Chi Shuang's thin shoulders shrugged, tears falling down, "I am useless."
She had no evidence. If she had, she would have gone to the government to appeal for justice long ago. Why would she wait until now?
She couldn't even tell whether the line "Suddenly I saw frost on my collar, the moon shining on the remaining stars was arsenic" was real or just something her mother imagined for the purpose of writing the lyrics.
After all, even Imperial Doctor Lin couldn't find any clues back then.
Chi Shuang now hopes that with her brother's military achievements, she can get the government to file a case and intervene to reopen the doubts about her father's death.