kingnovel Chapter 829 Chapter 829
Chapter 829 Chapter 829
Xu Lingqiao thought that she might never be able to get rid of this nightmare for the rest of her life.
In the Huang family's suburban yard, weeds grew wildly, and the water in the pond, which was more than one person deep, was cold.
She choked on the water and fainted.
She thought she was free, but she never expected that she was still alive. Being alive brought more happiness than pain. However, this only pain followed her like a shadow and would follow her for the rest of her life.
Xu Lingqiao leaned on Lianhua's shoulder. Although the little maid was young, her tender shoulders could bear her tears.
When Lianhua wanted to speak, Xu Lingqiao had already wiped away her tears.
"It's nothing, I just dreamed that the Huang family's third brother mentioned by my brother during the day suddenly turned into an evil ghost and chased me."
Upon hearing this, Lianhua also became anxious.
"I'm afraid it's not Huang Sanlang's business. It's winter now, so maybe it was Aunt Fang who called her young lady."
"Aunt Fang?"
Xu Lingqiao touched his sweaty forehead, and with Lianhua's comfort, he lay down again. The master and servant leaned their heads against each other. Lianhua whispered, "Yes, Aunt Fang died tragically, and her ghost is still lingering around, especially her maid Jinzhu, who has caused the young lady nightmares for many times."
"Didn't they say your young lady saved them?"
Whoops!
Lotus turned sideways and looked at Xu Lingqiao.
"Jinzhu drowned in the well, and it was the young lady who dragged her body out. Aunt Fang was still breathing when she was rescued, but the wound on her neck was too severe. She died after a day and a night."
All dead...
Xu Lingqiao sighed softly, "They are all pitiful women. I have never dreamed of them, but we have mentioned them in the middle of the night. Why don't you go buy some paper money tomorrow and find a deserted place to burn it for the master and servant."
"Okay, girl, I'll do it at dawn."
Xu Lingqiao thought about how she almost died in the pond in the Huang family farm, and was no different from Aunt Fang and her servant in the past. She felt pity and the tears that she had just wiped away began to fall again.
Lianhua heard her strong nasal tone, turned over, reached out her hand and touched it, it was all wet.
He could only sigh, "Young lady, you are very thoughtful. Are you thinking of Aunt Fang and shedding tears again?"
Xu Lingqiao shook her head slightly.
"Or maybe I was thinking about myself."
Lianhua heard this, held Xu Lingqiao's hand in the quilt, and sighed, "Good girl, you should look forward to the future. No one should encounter hardships. As for your matter... we should forget it as soon as possible."
"Can't forget."
Xu Lingqiao and Lianhua became closer and closer, and these words that were hidden deep in their hearts and were almost going moldy were finally spoken out.
"Lotus, my life is ruined."
Lotus felt heartbroken when she heard this.
After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Young lady, what the young lady said is very good. Just think of it as a bite from a vicious dog. A widow can still marry again. Not to mention that you are in your prime years. After you follow the young master out of the capital in the future, there will be many people who want to marry you. It is not a bad idea for us to find a son-in-law who is transparent and has good character."
Xu Lingqiao closed her eyes slightly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes and landing on the pillow.
"Guan Zhou did everything for me, but I didn't live up to her expectations. Because of me, she offended many people who proposed marriage to her. When I think of this, I feel sorry for her..."
Whoops!
"My dear girl, you two sisters are still so divided. If you are to be honest, you should learn from the young lady and live a happy life today, and never worry about the disasters that may not come in the future."
In order to appease Xu Lingqiao, Lianhua told her many stories about her visit to Shaohua Garden.
Xu Lingqiao listened, rubbing her chest, feeling even more guilty, "I know Guan Zhou has a hard time too. Because she doesn't have a child, the Princess of the County hates her so much..."
"Oh, I'm not saying this to make you feel guilty. Please don't think the wrong way. The young lady is smart and courageous. No matter how noble the princess is, she is still a married woman. She wanted to rescue the old lady, but what the old lady did... the master will not forgive her, no matter what anyone says, it's useless."
After hearing this, Xu Lingqiao's sadness was relieved.
She turned over, lying on her side and looking at Lianhua, whose face was almost invisible in the dark night, "You are always good at comforting me. I heard that the old lady has a solemn and strict temperament. It will be good for Guanzhou if she doesn't come out."
In Shaohua Garden, Song Guanzhou was still studying under the lamp.
Pei An woke up in the middle of the night and felt around him. It was cold and deserted, with no one to lean on. He got up, lit a candle, put on some clothes casually, and walked out of the room. "Watch the boat?"
There was no movement, so I opened the window and looked out. The lights were on in the makeshift study opposite.
My wife is really dedicated to her duties.
He pushed open the door and stepped out halfway. The chill brought by the cold wind and the remaining snow instantly swept over his face. Oh! It was so cold!
He walked along the eaves to the courtyard, climbed the steps, and just as he pushed open the study door, Song Guanzhou looked over and saw Pei An, who was still sleepy. His eyebrows curved up and he smiled, "Silang, why are you awake?"
Pei An sighed, "Luckily you are a woman. If you were a man, you would work so hard. What would we idlers have to do?"
Song Guanzhou laughed when he heard the voice.
"No, I don't like doing things either, but I have to finish what I start. Plus, I can't fall asleep because I can't figure out a few things before going to bed. I might as well get up and look them up."
Pei An walked up to them, holding a flickering candle.
Looking down, the manuscript paper in front of Song Guanzhou was covered with all kinds of densely packed data.
The pitch-black ink spread out, and the messy handwriting crisscrossed. To be honest, even if Pei An had a keen eye, he couldn't make out the specific content.
He held his forehead and smiled bitterly, "Guan Zhou, what you wrote... do you know it yourself?"
Song Guanzhou looked down at his "masterpiece" and laughed heartily, "It's not so bad." After that, he stretched out his hands like a spoiled child, "The charcoal basin is out, it's quite cold, Silang's hands must be warm, warm them for me."
How could a man not want to?
Putting down the candle, he reached out to take Song Guanzhou's hands, which were also stained with ink. As expected, they were chilled to the bone, and he was immediately unhappy. "Hurry up, go back with me and rest. There will be a lot of things to do in the morning. If we go to Prince An's Mansion, we will definitely be delayed for the whole day."
The whole day!
Song Guanzhou glanced at the unfinished work and said with a little reluctance, "Why don't you go to sleep first, Silang? I'll be back soon."
"Hmm, my wife is really cruel. She only cares about the Xiao family's bad debts, but her husband doesn't care at all."
Even though Song Guanzhou had seen Pei An act like a spoiled child many times, he still couldn't resist the soft and gentle voice with a hint of anger. After thinking about it, he simply pulled Pei An to sit down and said, "Let me make a mark, it will be done immediately."
After saying that, he pulled his hands out of Pei An's palms and buried his head in the account book again.
Pei An had seen too many women, including his strong mother, the gentle Aunt Qin, the maids who used to serve him, or his sisters-in-law who sat quietly, holding their embroidery frames and doing needlework.
But you can be like Song Guanzhou, who holds an abacus in one hand and a brush in the other.
The woman who was counting the accounts carefully did not look at anyone else except the one in her own room.