Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 88 Extra Story [-]: Rouge Plum

In the twelfth lunar month of the 12th year of Yuanwu, the sky and the earth were covered with white, and it was so cold that people's eyelids were smeared.

Hua Hibiscus stopped by the stream with the clothes she had just finished bleaching, looking thoughtfully at the bright red protruding from the distant wall, her sly black pupils turned again and again.

A young man in green clothes quietly came behind her and followed her gaze. Sure enough, her gaze was beyond the wall, and she kept gazing at the blossoming red plums swaying slightly in the wind.

"Fourth sister, this is the plum blossom of Xifengyuan, no matter how wild you are, you must not go there."

"Oh, eh?" Hua Mujin was startled, and the bamboo basket in her hand fell down.

The boy neatly copied it with one hand, and handed it forward with a smile.

Hua Hibiscus patted her chest, "Second brother, your qinggong is getting better and better, why didn't I know you were close to me."

Song Minglei rubbed her frostbitten little hands, smiled lightly, "Do you remember what Second Brother said?"

Hua Mujin looked up at Song Minglei in astonishment, her face flushed, and she said angrily, "Hey, second brother, don't you always think of me, Hua Mujin, as a wild girl who steals chickens and dogs? I have personality!"

"Okay, even if the second brother is wrong, but," Song Minglei said with a faint smile, "you dare to swear to God, you really never thought of going over the wall to pick those plum blossoms?"

"You, you don't want to talk nonsense," she stammered, her face turning red and white, "how do you always know what I think?"

Song Minglei smiled in his heart: You are the person I miss most in my life, how can I not know what you think in your heart?But at the moment, he said seriously: "There are seven-star cranes guarding Xifeng Garden, so you must not move the idea of ​​these plum blossoms."

She squinted her mouth at Song Minglei for a while, then smiled like a flower, and said without sincerity: "I know!"

Song Minglei looked at her and smiled, thinking that this girl would definitely encourage that idiot Yu Feiyan to accompany her to pick plum blossoms.

Before Song Minglei left, she persuaded her for a long time, she was still smiling, but her eyes flashed with impatience, she pushed Song Minglei away with her two small hands, but turned her head and ran towards Yu Feiyan's Dongying.

Song Minglei watched her go, but there was a trace of displeasure in his heart. Why did she never call him for "bad things"?
He watched her figure bouncing out of sight in a daze, and then felt someone approaching quietly, he turned his head slightly, and said calmly: "I want a century-old rouge plum."

"What?" Yu Feiyan jumped up, "The rouge plum from Xifengyuan?"

Hua Mujin nodded vigorously, and said loudly to Yu Feiyan full of vigor: "Song Minglei has inquired about it, and all the red plums in Xifengyuan are famous species, especially the Longyou Rouge plum. According to legend, it is a famous species that has been lost for nearly a hundred years. The third master Bai likes plum blossoms. The former general asked people to search for it in the mountains for many years, and only got one seed. I heard that the third master Bai has inconvenient legs and feet, so he often takes care of it and waters it himself. Fertilizing and loosening the soil has been continuous for five years. Although the rouge plum has grown and flourished, it has never produced a single flower bud. I don’t want to think that after the first snow this year, the rouge plum will bloom all over the branch. Come, everyone who has seen it is amazed that it is like a fairy flower from the sky. After visiting the plum blossom, a highly respected Taoist priest said that this Longyou rouge was willing to offer flowers only after meeting the nobleman. Then the powerful minister Dou wanted to use it as a gift. Thousands of hibiscus in exchange for that one Longyou rouge plum, the third young master Bai must be like something, if you don’t give it to me, let’s try it.”

Yu Feiyan built a pergola with her hands, looked at the seven-star cranes strolling leisurely in the garden, and couldn't help swallowing, "Fourth sister, I heard that..."

Before he finished speaking, Hua Hibiscus cut it off halfway, and said excitedly: "I heard that the common rouge plum in the market is now worth a thousand dollars. If you can pick one, even if there is only one, you don't have to worry about Biying's medicine this year." Well."

Yu Feiyan looked at Hua Mujin's smiling face, swallowed again with difficulty, and tried her best to hold up a happy smiling face, "Fourth sister, Coach Dai only told me this afternoon, why think twice about that?" Row……"

Snowflakes with the fragrance of plum blossoms floated far away towards the young girl hidden in the hillside. The young girl began to put on a stern face and only wanted to get angry. Look at the brilliant rouge plum.

Not far away on the Shangxin attic, a young man in white with a dragon and a phoenix, with a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, is quietly looking at the same rouge plum blossom.

Xiao Suhui squatted beside Yuan Feibai, helping him gently press down the fox fur robe covering his body, while turning on the charcoal stove, he looked at his fairy-like master worriedly.

He walked up to the stunning young man, followed Yuan Feibai's gaze, and sighed: "Third Master, the rouge plums in our Xifeng Garden are blooming really well this year."

Yuan Feibai didn't answer, just smiled slightly.

Su Hui looked at her master's beautiful smile, was stunned for a while, and then said happily: "Third Master, now it is rumored among the people that Taoist Qiu said to Lord Hou in private: This rouge plum is only for Ming Dynasty every 500 years." The Lord has just presented thirty plum blossoms. Third Master, since this plum blossom blooms in our original home and in Xifeng Garden, could it be you that is the most honorable person?"

"Suhui be careful." A master in blue shirt came in, gave Suhui a slight look, and said softly, "That's a rumor deliberately spread by the Dou family among the people, in order to arouse the emperor's wariness towards my Yuan family, what are you doing?" So ignorant?"

Su Hui's little face changed color with fright, and he said a few words of "damn little shit", and stood aside, not daring to make a sound.

"Mr. Han is here." Yuan Feibai sat up straight in the wheelchair.

Han Xiuzhu hurried over, pinned him down, carefully checked the Ban Tianmai, and then squatted in front of him, "The weather is finally getting warmer today, are your legs better today?"

Yuan Feibai said softly: "It's okay, it's much better." Just as he was about to smile, suddenly his legs began to hurt sharply, and he hunched over and twitched.Taking a sharp breath, he didn't want a mouthful of phlegm to get stuck in his throat, Tianren's face turned red immediately.

Han Xiuzhu and Suhui hurriedly called Sanniang and the doctors waiting outside to come in for rescue. After several tossings, Yuan Feibai's legs twitched and gradually slowed down, and he also spit out choked objects, panting heavily, and the acid in his stomach flowed into his nose , was so painful that he choked and shed tears for a long time, his head tilted and he passed out.

The Xifeng Garden was in a mess, and no one noticed that the two little men sneaked into the Xifeng Garden.

Han Xiuzhu used his internal energy to push Yuan Feibai out of the palace, Yuan Feibai woke up Youyou, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, his frail phoenix eyes were full of lifelessness, without a trace of the anger that a young man should have, he tried hard to squeeze out A trace of words, "Mr. Han...don't...don't waste...effort...for me."

The exhausted Han Xiuzhu secretly took Yuan Feibai's pulse, and immediately his hands and feet became cold.This young man's pulse is too weak. If Lin Biyan doesn't come today, with his ability and the ordinary doctors around him, he may not be able to continue his life at all.

The young Suhui also seemed to have a premonition that Yuan Feibai's life was in danger, so she burst into tears and was completely frightened.Han Xiuzhu yelled angrily, Xiao Suhui held back his crying, and flung himself into the arms of Sanniang who was also in tears, sobbing and choking non-stop.

Han Xiuzhu still smiled calmly, "Don't worry, the third master, I've already checked the pulse as a teacher, and it's all right now, you should rest well first, I'll go to meet Miracle Doctor Lin, I'll be here today, you will definitely It's all right." He pointed to the bright red plum blossoms outside the window, "Look, third master, how cold this winter is, even several plum blossoms in our yard have froze to death," he tried his best to maintain a cheerful tone. With a tone of voice, he said with a smile: "However, this rouge plum is still blooming so vigorously under the cold sword. Although the Dou family is a rumor, Daoist Qiu also predicted that if this plant blooms this year, everything will turn around." , now that I believe it as a teacher, my master's illness will definitely turn around as he said."

Yuan Feibai didn't want to embarrass the teacher, so he tried to squeeze out a smile, and turned to look at the rouge plum pretending to be interested.

Han Xiuzhu ordered Suhui to watch, but quietly called Sanniang out.

"Sanniang, go and get ready," Han Xiuzhu's face suddenly collapsed, "In case Lin Biyan can't make it, and the general is in the Western Regions again, maybe, maybe..." His voice was also choked up, She lamented in her heart: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Mei Xiang, I failed to take good care of the third master."

Sanniang covered her mouth, trying her best not to cry out, and wept all the way to the back hall to get the mortuary clothes she had prepared.

Yuan Feibai, the world-renowned child prodigy, the future master snowwalker, and the future royal nobleman, is just lying on the bed at this moment, dying, wondering if he will see a sick person at the beginning of tomorrow.

He rested in Suhui's arm, watched the petals of the rouge plum fall, sighed desolately, and thought pessimistically: "If what Mr. Han said is true, even if this rouge plum blossoms, it will Now that the wind and snow are adding up, the petals are getting fewer and fewer, but I don't know if the day of my death is also approaching?"

Xiao Suhui innocently thought about Han Xiuzhu's words, looked at Yan Zhimei expectantly for a long time, and then said angrily: "Third Master, I really want the wind and snow to stop quickly, the plum blossoms are almost blown apart. Third Master , Suhui didn’t see it clearly just now, look,” Suhui seemed to have discovered something, and said excitedly: “There are still a lot of flower buds, all bulging, and they will bloom soon, we are not afraid.”

The plum blossoms were silently floating in the wind and snow, but Suhui's innocence resonated with Yuan Feibai. Before he knew it, his heart relaxed, and he lowered his slender eyelids, thinking: "This famous plum blossom is blooming this year. It's really nice."

There was a faint hope in his heart, maybe he could survive, and live a good life with that purple-eyed little man, he wanted to hold on, so as to avenge his mother.

The white smoke from the purple-gold smoker made his eyes half-closed and half-opened. Su Hui seemed to be calling him to shake him, but his eyelids were so heavy, like a heavy iron, and he gradually became lighter. It's as easy as stepping on a cloud.

He came to a plum grove full of fragrance, and vaguely saw a small figure with long braids, standing on tiptoes and pulling hard a rouge plum blossom that was as bright red as blood, shaking his little head, and said leisurely The nursery rhyme said: "Pluck the plum blossoms, and exchange rice for money to drive you to death."

He suddenly woke up from the dream, only to realize that his whole body was soaked through.Slightly raising her head, looking over Su Hui's runny face, she saw that the most luxuriant carmine plum was undulating violently, and the petals were falling like a torrential rain.He opened his phoenix eyes wide, but saw a thick, short black hand pulling hard on the densest branch, and the bright red petals slightly exposed half of the lotus root arm in the rain.After a while, two children's heads appeared on the wall. The dark boy looked around like copper bells, and the other girl had bright eyes on her fair face, black ash on her nose, and she was wiping her sleeves rustically. With a runny nose and plum blossoms on the micro-haired bun, her little black hands pulled out a long dark braid hanging from her left shoulder, and she smiled sinisterly. His eyes were fixed on the tallest rouge plum.

It turned out that Fei Bai had always been able to see people with a photographic memory, and he saw it clearly that day. The girl looked very familiar, and she was Jinxiu's only relative. A lowly girl, blatantly coveting his brilliant plum blossoms.

Sometimes she would be silly with his plum blossoms by herself.The young man always thought contemptuously and bitterly, what an eyesore and vulgar smile, it was so different from the other lily-like smile.

Yuan Feibai was thinking chaotically, the big black boy should be the legendary Xiao Wuyi's boss Da Feiyan in Ziyuan.

But seeing the eyes of the two people exchanged for a while, the big black boy squatted on the top of the wall to watch out for the wind, the girl was light and fast, and quickly climbed to the not too high plum tree, and the brilliant flower branch fell on the girl to kill her in a blink of an eye. black hands.

The boy thought of the nightmare just now, the girl in the dream, and the terrible nursery rhyme, his heart constricted, and the color of blood appeared on his sickly pale face, and the rouge plum that he used to encourage himself to live well was already bare. Standing there, looking up at Yuan Feibai seemingly aggrieved and full of sarcasm.The girl in the glazed world was dressed in rags, her arms were full of plum blossoms, her face was flushed, and her eyes were shining brightly. However, in Yuan Feibai's eyes, she was as sinful as that rampant bully and villain.

Even the best self-cultivation was slowly shattered, and shocking anger was brewing in the young man's heart.

The instinct to survive made the 12-year-old boy say to himself: I want to live, and I must not be pissed off by these stinky girls.He condensed his dying eyes, and finally revealed eyes that were not commensurate with his age, cold as ice: I want to live, and then let you also taste the pain that my mother and I have suffered.

Almost at the same time, some black shadows in the courtyard flew across Mochou Lake, attacking the girl and the big black man.

(End of this chapter)