Chapter 180

Name:A Lady's Tranquility Author:Shi Jing
The calmer, the more thrilling.

The noisy cicadas are hidden in the shadow of the trees, but the silence is even more palpitating at the moment.

Jiang Xuening seems to hear nothing. Even the cicadas outside the door seem to be far away from the sky. Only her heart beats fast, and the pulse coming from the palm of her hand clenching her wrist. It's so clear and frightening!

Bi Du Tang is no better than zhuoqin Tang.

Zhuoqin hall has servants on weekdays, but no one dares to get close to it. At this moment, there is no one else at the door except him.

Jiang Xuening had thought about it in the past. What did Xie Wei think of himself?

Hate, dislike?

……

No matter what, I never thought about this time today. That's what she won't think about and dare not think about. It's also the possibility that she was excluded from it from the beginning!

But Xie Wei broke all this.

In her last life, she was really not a little girl who had no experience in the world and did not observe people's feelings.

If Xie Wei had not been too special, she might not have noticed it today.

Jiang Xuening tried her best to hold her fingers tightly so that she could barely control herself.

There was no sense of relaxation in the palm of her hand, which held her wrist tightly.

Xie Wei seemed to have done nothing out of the ordinary. He looked at her with his eyes and said, "what's wrong with staying in the capital?"

She was shaking.

Xie Wei didn't seem to notice it. His voice said faintly: "it's too easy to provoke you at home. There's Xiao Dingfei playing around with you outside. Even your elder sister, who you usually don't like, has married out. When Yan Lin returns to the capital, I'm glad to see you here. The princess went to Tatar and exchanged news with her relatives. It's the quickest in the court. You can know it in the capital for the first time. If you can't stand the days at home, I will move another day to add women's schools in the Imperial College. It's the same when you leave home and go to school. No one can blame you. Why do you have to go? "

Not a word of coercion.

Even when he said these words, his eyebrows and eyes were still in the distance of mountains and fog. He had no selfishness and thought about her.

But it's like a meticulous net!

Xie Juan every export word, Jiang Xuening will feel this big net toward her tightening a point! Little by little squeeze her foothold space, breathing air, let her struggle, almost suffocate!

She tried her best to keep calm, and did not dare to provoke him. She said, "my husband looks up to his students. They used to be reckless. If it wasn't for my help, I'm afraid it would have led to disaster."

Xie Wei said: "why not continue to indulge Hu?"

Jiang Xuening tried to draw her hand back, but the hand held her hand and did not move.

Xie Wei looked at her and said calmly: "you are the daughter of the housemaid, the companion of the eldest princess, the wife and sister of the king of Linzi, the playmate of Yanlin, the backer of Xiao Dingfei, my student - what are you afraid of?"

Every word he said hit on her sensitive nerve. When the word "my student" came out, the tense expression in Jiang Xuening's mind finally broke with a "buzz"!

At the end of the day, anyone can -

except Xie Wei, she is not the one who dares to be infected!

At the moment, she is like a prey who has been forced into a dead end. Facing the beast approaching step by step, she must open every sharp thorn on her body and tighten every corner of her body. Only in this way can she summon up a little courage, open her eyes and say to him: "let me go."

She didn't call "Sir" any more.

Xie Wei's eyes that trace of anger finally quietly rose, but the voice is still light: "Zhang Zha is not still there, why do you want to leave the capital?"

If the name was mentioned in the past, Jiang Xuening's heart might be filled with some inhumane sweetness. However, after the day before yesterday, all the name could bring to her was irreparable regret and impenetrable pain!

Xie Wei stepped on her painful foot.

She began to struggle hard, staring at him, clenched her teeth and said in a shrill voice, "what does it have to do with him! What a bad person I am, what a bad mind, sir, don't you know? Where can a girl in the country be elegant! The capital is not the place where I should stay. Every day here is like lying in an oil pan. I can't live in peace for a day, and I'll never be at home! Why can't I leave? "

Every day is like lying in a frying pan. You can't live in peace for a day, and you'll never be at ease for a day.

Xie Wei's eyelashes pressed down and looked at her.

But she felt that her posture was ridiculous and even let him down. In her gentle tone, she was a kind of cold and spicy: "it's a coward who thinks so. Ning Er, you're not a child. Don't play around any more. "

Jiang Xuening reached out to break his hand.

He didn't move for a moment. He only felt that she was so hysterical. He avoided him like a snake or a scorpion, and regarded him like a monster. But he didn't know where he made her so afraid

At that moment, there was some sadness.

After all, he lowered his voice and said softly, "Ning Er, stay."Jiang Xuening burst into tears: "let me go!"

Xie Wei suddenly did not hear: "the princess went to make up with you. I didn't do what I promised you. I still need to pay you back. I owe you my life."

Jiang Xuening couldn't get rid of him, choked: "don't you return it, I'm not rare!"

Xie Wei thought of a long time ago, the little girl who clearly hated him. Seeing that he was ill and confused, she shed tears all day. Stay by his side for fear that he will die beside her and live with a dead man. If you want to go out to collect medicine, you are afraid of mandrills in the wild and jackals in the night.

That day was heavy snow in solar terms.

The colder in the mountains, the higher the snow.

The little girl was tired after crying all night.

He awoke in a daze, but there was no one in the morning.

It was not until the middle of the day that a white shadow came into the cave. She was covered with cold, snow on her head and shoulders, and her lips were blue and purple. She did not know where she had gathered herbs, and she trembled to strike flint. But on this day, the branches of the tree were all wet. She couldn't light them, but she didn't cry. She just bit the herbs into pieces and put them into the broken bowl she picked up from somewhere.

His knife was in the stone.

It took her a long time to pull it out. Shivering, she scratched on her wrist. The red blood ran out and fell into the broken pottery bowl. It was mixed with the dark green herbs and became a thick ink purple.

Then he brought the bowl to his lips.

The girl Bai Sheng Sheng's face didn't have half the color of blood. She coaxed him with crying: "Chuang Tzu came up with a very powerful doctor. He used this prescription to save the dead. You just drink the medicine..."

How can the dead be saved?

Most of them are swaggers.

So far, it is difficult to tell whether his dream is his own.

Only the extremely astringent herbs mixed with the ferruginous bitter smell of blood, from the depths of memory from time to time.

Then he burned it, and it seemed to be OK.

The little girl got confused.

He went out to explore the way, looking for some food, but she always pulled his sleeve, unconscious, mouth still murmur like complain: "I know, you want to go on your own..."

As a last resort, he softened his heart and carried her on his back.

But she also felt that he was not a good person and would leave her.

He had to tear off the narrow strip of his dirty robe and tie one end to her wrist and the other to his wrist. Then he told her, "now I'm tied with you. No one can go first. I'm here."

Her dreaminess just slowly stopped.

Xie Wei recalled that it was the craziest and stupidest time in his more than 20 years.

It seems that there is such a belief -

I believe that I can still find a ray of life in such a desperate situation. There is no Qin and book, no sword and sword, no heavenly religion, no imperial court, no life experience, no revenge, only the vast world, two people who want to live.

But Jiang Xuening said that she didn't want him to return it.

Cold hide hate, more like later in the capital occasionally met with her?

Xie Wei felt colic in his chest.

The pain came so quickly and strangely that before he could distinguish it, he felt dizzy and in a trance. He just said, "it doesn't matter if you don't want to. There's everything in the capital..."

Jiang Xuening has been forced to the edge of collapse, made a cruel general shout to him: "everything, except freedom!"

Xie Wei said, "why don't you understand?"

Jiang Xuening said: "let go!"

Xie Wei said to her word by word: "there is no real freedom in the world. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, as long as there are obstacles in your heart, you will always be trapped in the cage! After all, you have to come back... "

Most of the truth in the world is too cruel, wrapped in layers of sharp thorns, not only can't get into people's ears, but also can make the listener erect his whole body defense and protect himself tightly inside.

Not only did the fear not abate, but it swelled even more.

Jiang Xuening didn't know whether he was more afraid of Xie Wei or his words. Finally, he couldn't bear it. He was holding his hand, so he buried his head in a deep bite.

Severe pain from the back of the hand, almost into the bone marrow, but Xie Wei is still reluctant to let go, looking at her, the voice even a faint cry, almost paranoid way: "Jiang Xuening, don't go."

The pain is extreme, and the fingers spasm.

After all, Jiang Xuening broke away from him. His chest heaved, his eyes opened angrily, and he stepped back, as if to refute him, and as if to tell himself: "nonsense! It's all bullshit

She didn't have time to clear her mind, and she didn't want to think deeply.

So he ran away.

It's a long way to go.

That night, she took the carriage that had been prepared in the house, took her luggage, and went out of the capital. The mountain road was a long way to Sichuan.

Xie Wei's hands are empty, and blood drips down from the back of his hand, which is close to the mouth of the tiger.He stood in the door and didn't go after him.

That low threshold, like a gap, tears him apart from the outside world. No one can cross it. Others can't get in, but he can't get out.

When LV Xian came to the Bi Du hall, it was already dusk.

The sword stood outside and did not dare to go in.

He followed the door and looked inside. It was dark inside. The Qin that Jiang Xuening had taken from youhuang hall was lying on the ground, breaking a Qin column, and the broken string curled up like a green silk. And Xie Wei stood in front of the wall in the shadow. He didn't move for a long time. He was as withered as rotten wood. A little green apricot was placed on the windowsill. The setting sun was shining, and the crimson light penetrated from the back of the green leaves. The unripe fruit was embedded in the edge of the branch, and I didn't know who had broken it.

Jiang Xuening should have been here.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xian did not dare to step in.

But Xie Wei turned his head slowly and saw them as if nothing had happened. He said: "you've come just in time. Let's go together."

But Lu Xian saw his hand.

Xie Wei passed by the broken piano and headed for the zhuoqin hall. He just thought that everyone should have been waiting for a long time.

Lu Xian and Jianshu are still standing in the same place.

Sword book a perplexed, also don't understand: "why don't force stay?"

Lu Xian looked back at the broken piano.

Silent for a long time, rarely did not smile, slowly: "Xie Juan is not that kind of person."

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