Chapter 164: The rich family, the road is frozen to death

Song Xian waited for a while and was unconscious by the pain. He fainted in a daze. After a while, he was vaguely lifted up. So he let go and fell asleep. The sky suddenly became dazzling and woke up again, and found that he was in heaven.

A large group of guards and maids came into view, filled with countless jade plates and delicacies in the room! Where is this, the magnificent buildings, exquisite tables and chairs, priceless antiques, spacious and bright space? Moreover, it is full of the warm feeling of my daughter's home, which is pleasant to the eye.

"Miss, he's awake."

Song Xian gradually regained his vision, and his waist was not as painful as before. He should have applied medicine. He turned around and looked dignified and noble and elegant aristocratic woman, who had also seen the noble and elegant granddaughter of Lord Han Xiao, saved Yuze again and again, and showed the chivalrous spirit that noble women rarely had in every move.

Song Xian thanked him quickly. Han Xiao was really the nobleman of him and Shengnan. If it weren't for her, Yu Ze would have been defiled by Yunmengze, or had been occupied by Han Yangzhou!

Han Xiao smiled. Although her appearance was slightly inferior to Yuze, in Song Xian's heart, she was like a fairy at this moment.

"You are hungry, I'm so sorry. You are not awake, you can only eat leftovers." Han Xiao said a little apologetically.

Song Xian has grown up so old and has never seen so many dishes. He laughed softly: "We poor people can eat the leftovers of rich people, it's so lucky..." He moved for a moment, touched the wound, couldn't help but moan in pain, and Han Xiao immediately stood up and helped him: "Let's do this, I'll feed you a little bit of every dish."

Song Xian only ate a little bit of each plate, and after only half of it, he was overwhelmed. He leaned against the head of the bed and joked with the girl Han Xiao: "It's such a good thing, but it would be hard to say if my brother was here. He couldn't eat mushrooms..."

Han Xiao was stunned: "What you said is Lin Qian whom Miss Lan is obsessed with?"

Song Xianyi smiled: "Yes, that fool, there is no other weakness, but as long as you get mushrooms, you will definitely have diarrhea for three days and you will be bedridden..." When talking about Shengnan, there are always endless things to say.

Han Xiao showed sorrow: "You are so nice to you brother. You can go through fire and water and endure so much lovesickness. If I had such a friend, it would be great..."

Song Xian was stunned and then smiled and said, "He and I are brothers in life and death. We can all go through fire and water for each other."

Han Xiao stopped feeding him, and suddenly took out a small string of night pearls from his pocket. The cats were big and made of Kunshan jade. Song Xian was stunned: "This must be very precious, right?"

"You talk about it? Lord Cheng gave me a box to celebrate my birthday. I like this string alone."

Song Xian suddenly remembered Yang Miaozhen. He remembered that he took her out once two years ago. She stared at the little wooden man at the street grocery stall with her clear eyes. When he completed the task, he had very little money left, and even a little wooden man could not give her... When she knew that Song Xian was going to Yunwu Mountain to compete, she begged Song Xian to bring her nothing but a "micro-pile blossom gun", which was what she most luxurious...

Seeing that he was thinking intently, Han Xiao smiled: "What, what are you thinking?"

Song Xian sighed: "You are so happy..."

Han Xiao suddenly looked worried: "You will never understand what is engraved behind happiness."

Song Xian continued to be distracted. He was worried, worried that Yuze would not be able to find him.

Once he thought of Yuze, his thoughts could not be pulled back. Yuze's words reappeared in his heart and occupied his entire soul: "I really look forward to Lin'an's place, watching the moon on the West Lake, maybe it's another scene..."

Full moon.

Yuze was waiting on the white dike, wandering around. The brilliant lights in the distance, and the music was vaguely played. Nearby, life in the West Lake lost consciousness in an instant, and the afterglow of the setting sun struggled to remove its last trace. The golden wind brought joy, and the sky was like a splashing ink, leaning on the railing, raising its head and lowering its eyebrows, and the lake and moon blended together. Yuze had not yet merged into this beautiful scenery. She was still waiting, and she didn't know what she was waiting for...

How cold and deep the moonlight was, it sprinkled on her and shone on her pure eyes.

Yuze looked at the moon in the water and then looked at the jade wheel hanging in the sky, and couldn't help but feel discouraged: One is so unattainable, the other is so unattainable, why, he has taken the old path of Xu Yuan, and has become so far away from me... But we are the same thing, the same type of people...

Suddenly, he felt someone gently patting his shoulder. Yu Ze was shocked and turned his head away. He couldn't help but cry with joy. It was Song Xian, who had never disappointed himself. At this moment, he stood in front of him panting and smiled foolishly, so he immediately abandoned all his worries: "Have you been well? Where have you been? We searched for two days but couldn't find you..."

Song Xian smiled and said, "I fainted the day before yesterday. Miss Han Xiao happened to pass by and saved my life. Her medicine is so good. It will be almost done in two days. I thought that you were going to visit West Lake to see the moon, so I ran over. This scenery is a unique place in the world!"

Yuze felt guilty again: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry that heaven..."

Song Xian smiled: "No, Yuze, you are not sorry for me. I have eaten countless delicacies!" Yuze smiled reluctantly, and his heart was already full of twists and turns.

Song Xian suddenly asked softly: "By the way, do you prefer the scenery of the setting sun or the scenery after the night falls? I guess you must like the latter?"

Yuze was stunned: "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

Song Xian was also stunned: "What? Shengnan hasn't asked you the same question?"

Yuze smiled: "You two are so strange, why do you ask such a strange question?"

Song Xian smiled but didn't answer, and sighed behind her back - when she was still in Tai'an, the three brothers had made an appointment to ask their beloved girl in the future... But did Shengnan not have time to ask? Or would he know the answer without asking?

Sighing this, because - I didn't expect this problem, Song Xian and Seung-nan chose the same girl.

Yuze whispered: "Actually, I don't like the night very much."

Song Xian couldn't help but be stunned. Xu heard Yuze say, "Actually, Yuze is very strange. Yuze likes to hide himself in the dark and worships light, but is afraid that he will lose everything at dawn, and he is even more afraid that the night will never pass. Yuze himself is a contradictory person."

In order to wipe away the sorrow between her eyebrows, Song Xian comforted softly: "It may not be contradictory. If you like the light in the dark, then don't be dawn. In the dark, you can borrow the light from fireflies."

"Firefly?" Yu Ze's eyes lit up, "Your suggestion is really good..."

At dawn, Song Xian and Yuze took a walk back to the inn, but found a large group of people around the door. Yuze followed him and saw the shopkeeper dejected: "It's bad luck!"

A ragged boy was buried in the snow. His lips were purple and his face was pale. He held half a bun of steamed buns in his hand. He was already black and skinny and thin. The guys were busy carrying the man's body away. Song Xian asked: "Where are you burying him?"

"I'm still buried? Just find a place to throw it away!" The shopkeeper was angry.

Song Xian handed over a few ingots of silver: "Buy a good coffin and bury him..."

The shopkeeper yelled: "The guest official is so generous!" He then ordered someone to do what he wanted.

Yuze looked at the poor boy with pity: "Many people starve to death like him..." Song Xian whispered: "There are many people who starve to death in the red family, and they have frozen bones on the road. If the rich family spend less money on leftovers, it will be enough to support these children not to die prematurely..." He paused, "I have three brothers and two sisters, all of whom starve to death... I am the only one, and I have a great life..."
Chapter completed!