Lamp Flower Smile

The night is getting darker.

On the streets of Qinghe in the south of the city, BMWs and cars competed in the streets. Xiaogu, drums and music played all night long in the red buildings of the city. On the night of the 15th, tens of thousands of households had dinner parties. There were two full moons above and below the Luoyue Bridge, and one in the sky. , a round of water illuminates the prosperous capital city in all its splendor and glory.

The city was full of singing and drinking, but a certain courtyard in Prince Wenjun's Mansion was particularly deserted and quiet.

The room was dimly lit by silver lights, the bed had been replaced with clean bedding, and the Yunluo gauze tent that had been cut by the blade had been replaced by a clean green gauze tent. The tent was soft and gently wrapped the person and the breath of the person on the bed.

Pei Yunshu was very weak after giving birth and fell asleep from exhaustion. The newborn girl had been fed a little milk by the wet nurse. Her little face was wrinkled like a delicate newborn monkey. She huddled in her swaddling clothes and clung to her mother.

The "baby worry" she suffered from has not been completely resolved, but the induction of labor before the toxicity was fully spread, finally gave the little girl a glimmer of life. Yun Niang said that the child's sorrow has no solution. It is a child who is deeply poisoned and has no solution. Fortunately, it is not too late.

But she is still too young to use strong medicine, so she can only take good care of her and slowly remove the remaining poison from her body.

Pei Yunshu and her daughter were in no danger for the time being. The people in the palace hurriedly cleaned up the mess in the house. Lu Zhu was sitting at the corner table, holding a pen and paper and thinking about the antidote.

The room was quiet, and from time to time a maid would whisper to Lu Zhuo about the contraindications of decoction. Yin Zheng had already returned to the hospital first, and Pei Yunying's men sent her back. Things happened suddenly today, and no one told Du Changqing what happened. It wouldn't be good if he couldn't turn his head around, couldn't bear to part with the banquet he ordered at a high price at Renhe store, and waited with Acheng in the store until late at night, waiting for something to happen. .

In the dim light, Lu Zhuo picked up his pen and wrote a few words on the paper, then frowned slightly and crossed out what he had just written. The original scrawled handwriting was smeared, and the blurred ink marks gradually faded away, like stars in the night outside the window.

Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival night, she suddenly remembered.

The ink words in front of her eyes became more hazy, and seemed to suddenly come to life, making some laughter and noises. Those voices circled and whispered in her ears, slowly outlining the dark paths of Changwu County.

The debris at the entrance of the alley had been cleared and paved with stone slabs. The gaps were covered with green moss. A dim yellow light came from the wooden window at the end of the alley and fell on her, reflecting on the bluestone floor. A long, old shadow.

She stood in front of the door, and the laughter of the whole family could be faintly heard from inside. Lu Zhu hesitated, opened the door and walked in.

Her mother was preparing incense for the moon at the door. Lu Rou and Lu Qian's voices came from the courtyard. She walked along the corridor and saw a coarse cloth spread on the stone table in the courtyard. The coarse cloth was covered with honey fried rice and wool bought at the night market. Lu Rou was placing fresh fruits on the stone table, while Lu Qian was placing a large porcelain plate containing various moon balls.

"Ghee and pine nut stuffing, butter and date stuffing, sesame oil and fruit stuffing, butter and sand stuffing..." Lu Qian raised his head and sighed, "They are all so sweet, so I don't have to make moon dumplings according to my little sister's taste. "

Lu Rou pursed her lips and smiled: "You can just eat the skin and leave the stuffing for me."

"You even feed her stuffing," the boy rolled his eyes, "If she eats more candy, she won't be able to fit into the newly made skirt."

The father walked out of the house, stretched out his sleeves and stroked his beard and said: "Tonight is the fifteenth day. I got a picture of "Moonlight and Autumn Sound" from the academy. It just happens to be a test for you. The three of you will each write a poem. When the moon festival is over, Write it down, and those who cannot write it down will be punished.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a dissatisfied voice came from the side: "Dad, why do you still need to compose poetry at the age of fifteen? I won't do it, I want to go to the temple entrance to watch the river lanterns!"

The voice was clear and arrogant, with a hint of childishness, but it made Lu Zhuo startled.

A little girl of five or six years old ran out of the house. She was wearing a thin, green and yellow jacket, with a plain skirt underneath, and a butterfly cut from black gold paper on each hairpin of her hair. She also looked like a fresh butterfly, and in the blink of an eye she Flying into the yard, a round face like a Lantern Festival was flushed with anger, causing two yellow butterflies on the temples to flap tremblingly.

"Lu San!" His father blushed with anger, "This girl's family is running around all the time, how unbecoming it is!"

"Today is fifteen, I don't care." The little girl turned around and flew behind her mother, "I want to go to the temple entrance to see the river lanterns."

"no!"

The little girl stamped her feet: "I insist!"

Lu Chen stared at the confident girl hiding behind her mother for a long time. The smile on her fresh little face was so lively that she felt a little dazed for a moment.

It was her former self, and it was so strange that she felt like another person.

Five or six-year-old Lu Chen ran past her, like a wisp of wind that could not be caught. She subconsciously looked along the girl's running shadow, but saw the little girl standing behind her, looking at her with a look of surprise. : "Who is you?"

"Who am I?" she repeated in a murmur.

The moonlight was gradually obscured by clouds and no longer bright. Her former family members stood together, looking at her with complex and suspicious eyes, as if looking at a dangerous stranger who suddenly broke in.

Lu Rou hugged little Lu Tong tightly in her arms. Lu Qian looked at her and shouted in surprise: "Blood!"

So Lu Zhu lowered his head.

Her hands were soaked with blood at some point, and the sticky and fishy blood dripped from her fingertips drop by drop, seemingly endlessly, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

She stared blankly in front of her.

By the way, she had killed someone, and her hands were stained with blood.

She is no longer the protected, carefree third girl of the Lu family, and she is no longer the beloved daughter of her family. From the moment she committed the murder, there was no going back.

Someone called her name in a gentle and loving tone.

"Xiao Qi."

She suddenly turned around, and Yun Niang stood behind her. She wore a pink coat with persimmon-shaped origami flowers and beautiful carvings. She held a bowl of brown soup in her hand and waved to her with a smile.

"come over."

The cold wind blew through the window, and the candle on the table flickered.

Lu Yan shuddered and suddenly woke up from his dream.

There is no courtyard of the Lu family in Changwu County, no moon worship in the fifteen courtyards, no parents, brothers and sisters, and no Yun Niang.

In the distance are hanging green curtains, and the house is lively and warm. This is not Changwu County, but the dormitory of Wenjun Princess Pei Yunshu.

Just a dream...

The dim candle color was like a layer of light-colored gauze, draped softly on her body. She sat blankly and heard someone beside her calling her: "Doctor Lu."

Lu Zhen raised his eyes blankly.

At the table, Pei Yunying was slightly startled when he saw her expression.

It was already late at night, and Pei Yunshu and her daughter were temporarily out of danger. The servants in the yard were busy. Pei Yunying planned to ask Lu Zhuo about Pei Yunshu. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Lu Zhuo sitting at the table in the corner of the room, lowering his head. Take a nap.

When she came to Wenjun Prince's Mansion early in the morning, she heard that she was just delivering medicinal tea to Meng Xiyan, but she left her behind by mistake. She had been busy all day, and she must have been extremely tired, so she fell asleep sitting down.

He walked around the side table, intending to put a thin blanket on Lu Huan, but at a glance he saw Lu Huan's brows were frowning tightly. Before he could react, as if he sensed someone approaching, Lu Huan opened his eyes.

Probably because she had just woken up from a dream and was still not quite awake, her eyes were not as calm and guarded as before. They looked scattered and dazed, as if a porcelain vase full of cracks would suddenly break in the next moment.

Pei Yunying's eyes moved slightly.

After a pause, he said, "Are you okay?"

Hearing this, the dazed look in Lu Zhen's eyes quickly faded, and his expression became clear again. He looked at him and shook his head.

"Sister is asleep." Pei Yunying glanced at the direction of the bed and lowered her voice to Lu Zhuo: "Want to eat something outside?"

After he reminded him, Lu Xu just felt empty in his stomach and had not eaten for a day, so he packed up the pen and paper on the table and walked out of the house with Pei Yunying.

It was the end of Haishi, and the moonlight was flowing in the courtyard. Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the small courtyard, some fruits were placed on the stone table. The garden of the Prince's Mansion is always full of flowers, including golden osmanthus, silver osmanthus, red osmanthus... When a gust of wind blows, the flowers fall rustlingly, and the garden is full of flowers.

In the fragrance of cinnamon branches, Lu Zhuo sat down.

Pei Yunying sat down opposite her. There was a red lacquered crabapple tea tray on the table, which contained six small moon balls. A jar of sweet-scented osmanthus candy, a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus steamed new chestnut flour cake, and several bowls of Yuanxiao, served in small blue and white bowls with lotus patterns.

He picked up the porcelain pot and poured tea, while saying: "It's too late, the tea is sloppy, Doctor Lu can make it better."

Lu Chen said "Thank you", stretched out his hand to bring a small bowl of Yuanxiao to himself, and put the silver spoon into his mouth.

Yuanxiao is cooked soft and glutinous, with sweet-scented osmanthus and walnuts in it. It is fragrant and sweet. After eating it hot, your body will warm up.

Seeing that Lu Chen was eating deliciously, he smiled and pushed the blue and white tea cup towards Lu Chen.

Lu Zhuo glanced at the cup.

Pei Yunying said: "It's not wine, it's just osmanthus tea dew."

Lu Yan had never drank it before, so he took a sip after hearing this. There was a faint sweetness and tea aroma in his mouth.

The moon was bright, the wind was clear, the candlelight was dim, and there was no one else in the courtyard. Only the harp and harps came from far outside the wall. The music floated through the brightly lit brothel painting pavilion, past Luo Qi's fragrant Tianjie Garden, and through the quiet In the alleys, I drifted past the red walls of the deep houses, and gradually drifted into the shade of osmanthus flowers under the moon.

Lu Chen listened attentively for a while, only to feel the sob and sad music of the piano. In this reunion festival, he felt that the bright moon was difficult to round, and the most painful feeling in life was gathering and separation.

She frowned slightly, raised her eyes, and met Pei Yunying's thoughtful gaze.

Seeing her looking at it, he smiled and said, "This is the section "Breaking Dangui" in "Guanghan Travel"."

Lu Zhu said nothing.

There are many books at home, but no piano. A good piano is very expensive. Lu Rou likes to play the piano, so her parents saved some money and bought her an old piano.

Lu Rouqin played the piano well and was beautiful. There were always some teenagers who had a crush on beautiful women, squatting on the street outside the Lu family gate in the middle of the night to listen to the beautiful women playing the piano. The guy selling melon seeds next door was often frightened by the crowd of teenagers when he was closing his stall at night. Later that The piano was sold - the neighbors were very angry.

"I heard that Doctor Lu is from southern Jiangsu?" The voice interrupted her memory, and Pei Yunying looked at her with a smile: "How did Doctor Lu celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past?"

She retracted her thoughts and answered coldly: "It used to be no more than the Mid-Autumn Festival."

This is not a lie. At least in the years of Luomeifeng, the moon on August 15th was no different from the moon on every day.

Hearing her perfunctory answer, Pei Yunying sighed and looked at her with a look that was half sincere and half teasing, "Doctor Lu doesn't have to be so defensive about me. At least tonight, we shouldn't be enemies."

She had just saved his sister and niece, and he would definitely not turn against her in a short period of time.

Lu Yan calmly raised his eyes and stared at the person in front of him.

The night wind was quiet, and the moonlight in the courtyard coated the young man's crimson uniform with a layer of silver frost, making his face with heroic brows even more handsome.

He has a clear voice and a bright smile. He has a good upbringing and is very measured. He is polite and kind to others. Even when he initially suspected that he was murderous and aggressive, he still smiled, as if he was heartless.

But Lu Zhuo remembered the silver long knife he had unsheathed through the gap in the Yunluo tent in front of Pei Yunshu's bed not long ago. That was the first time she saw such a cold side of Pei Yunying.

He has always been aloof and confident, like a problem with no flaws lying in front of people, making it impossible for them to start. However, at that moment, she glimpsed the flaw, or weakness, hidden deep in this problem.

Pei Yunshu is his weakness.

His weakness is his family.

Seeing that she remained silent, Pei Yunying looked her over and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

Lu Yan said calmly: "What do you want to say, Mr. Pei?"

Pei Yunying thought for a while, put down the cup in his hand, and looked at her.

Under the shade of sweet-scented osmanthus, the lamp on the stone table was dim, and he looked at her dark eyes reflecting the bright moonlight, without temptation and arrogance, showing a bit of calmness that he didn't usually have.

He said: "Thank you very much."

The tone is solemn.

Lu Zhuo was slightly startled.

Although she didn't have much time dealing with Pei Yunying, she thought she knew a little about him. For noble young masters like them from a well-connected family, kindness is just a mask to show their upbringing. The so-called politeness is alienation, and politeness is arrogance.

But at this moment, his thanks seemed somewhat sincere, perhaps because Pei Yunshu and his daughter were indeed very important to him.

People with weaknesses can always be dealt with.

With this in mind, she heard Pei Yunying say: "Thank you for saving me today. To be honest," he looked down at the cup in front of him and smiled, "I thought you wouldn't know how to save me."

Lu Zhen's heart trembled.

In Pei Yunying's eyes, she killed people, framed people, framed them, and had ulterior motives and vicious methods. It was really difficult for him to believe that she was a living Bodhisattva who could heal diseases and save people.

She stirred the yuanxiao in the small bowl in front of her with a silver spoon and replied, "I didn't plan to save it originally."

Pei Yunying raised his eyebrows: "Then why did you change your mind?"

Lu Zhen smiled slightly, raised his head and looked directly into his eyes.

"Because, if we don't save him, there will be no chance for Mr. Pei to owe me a favor."

As soon as these words came out, Pei Yunying was stunned.

A gust of wind blows, and the osmanthus leaves on the trees are rustling. The night wind is mixed with the rain of golden flowers falling down one after another, covering everyone's body with fragrance.

It seemed that one afternoon on Qinghe Street, in front of the pawn shop, the young conductor paid the female doctor who was in trouble for her money a hairpin and stood in front of her, smiling with unknown meaning.

"Because, if I say it, there will be no chance for Doctor Lu to owe me a favor."

Within a few months, she returned the original words. I don't know whether it was a coincidence or a grudge.

The young man clicked his tongue and reminded: "You can't say that. Counting the time at Baoxiang Tower, I saved you twice."

"Oh?" Lu Yan was not grateful: "But I was in danger today because I saved the princess. Besides, I am an ordinary person. The lives of the princess and her daughter are not as valuable. After all, you owe me more favors. .”

When she talked about the value of life, although her tone was calm, there was no trace of disgust in her eyes.

Pei Yun raised his eyebrows and joked with a smile: "Who said that, Dr. Lu is a doctor, why does he still regard life as high or low?"

"Blessed people serve others, and unlucky people serve others. The princess of the county is served by others, and I serve others. This is the difference between noble and humble."

His smile faded a little: "So tacky?"

"Poor people are always vulgar."

He nodded, leaned forward a little, his dark eyes fixed on Lu Huan, and he curled his lips.

"It's always been the bad guys pretending to be good guys, why does Dr. Lu do the opposite?"

Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat.

His bright black eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in her heart, and the pear dimples at the corners of his lips were looming under the moonlight. As the moonlight passed by, it was extremely moving.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes.

He's really good-looking, but it's useless. Good-looking medicine can be used to make poison. Good-looking men...are just good-looking.

Pei Yunying was also looking at Lu Yan.

Late at night, the flowers are sleeping, the bright moon is lovely, the woman is sitting in the melting light, she is born beautiful, compared to the bright beauty of the Shengjing woman, she is more like the delicacy of the beauty from the south of the Yangtze River, her body is thin and light, as weak as if a gust of wind can blow it away .

The half-worn blue cloth dress with embroidered algae pattern on her body was stained with some blood, which was from the delivery just now, and there were signs of wear on the cuffs. Her hair was braided diagonally - probably for the convenience of making medicine. It was a bit unkempt at the moment. The blue velvet flower on her temples was still the one she wore when they first met at Baoxiang Tower. The velvet flower had been dipped in blood and washed. Not very clean. But it was so blurred under the moonlight that she couldn't see clearly, but it looked like she was sitting alone, particularly lonely.

Pei Yunying's eyes moved slightly.

She seemed very frugal. Although he and Duan Xiaoyan had said before that Lu Yan's clothing costs had increased a lot, he had to admit that most of the time, she wore old clothes. She never wears any jewelry, and she doesn’t look like a 17 or 18-year-old girl.

However, Renxin Medical Center has clearly made a lot of money in the past six months.

The moonlight fell on the stone table through the jagged shadows of the trees. The night was long and the dawn was still early.

He took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Okay, how much money does Doctor Lu want?"

Lu Chen didn't speak.

Pei Yunying looked at her leisurely.

After a while, Lu Zhuo spoke.

She said: "Master Pei, why don't we make a deal."

"What deal?"

"I saved the lives of the princess and her daughter. One is to repay you Baoxiang for saving her life downstairs. The other is to pretend that what happened at Wangchun Mountain never happened. The previous misunderstanding has been wiped out." Lu Yan looked calm.

In the short term, she didn't want to have too many entanglements with the Dianqiansi. This person is really difficult to deal with, and getting rid of him will inevitably arouse suspicion. However, seeing that he cares so much about Pei Yunshu, at least in the matter of Pei Yunshu, he always owes her a favor.

As if she didn't expect that Lu Zhuo's condition would be this, Pei Yunying was startled for a moment, then chuckled, staring at her with a subtle look: "Why don't you mention Mr. Ke? Dr. Lu, do you want to get away with it?"

Lu Zhen's heart moved, and he had guessed it.

She smiled lightly: "Do you have any evidence?"

The young man sighed: "No."

He shook his head and smiled: "Deal, I don't care if you have any personal grudges with him. I won't get involved in this matter again, but next time, I won't cover you up."

Lu Zhen was a little surprised. She thought he would test it out, but she didn't expect him to agree so readily. It seemed that she was a bit of a villain.

She picked up a piece of moon dumpling from the plate and ate it. The moon dumpling was her favorite filling with butter and pine nuts. It was so sweet that it was a bit cloying. She ate slowly. Pei Yunying from across the street looked at her and suddenly asked, "Doctor Lu, who do you study under?"

Lu Tong paused.

Pei Yunying looked down at the remaining moon balls in the red lacquered crabapple tea tray on the table, "You said that the poison my niece was poisoned is difficult to resolve at the moment. If the respected master takes action..."

Pei Yunshu had also asked her about this, and Lu Yan said, "My master has passed away."

Pei Yunying swallowed the rest of his words.

Lu Chen thought for a while, "I will try my best to detoxify the little miss. Mr. Pei can rest assured for the time being."

These words sounded like a serious promise, different from her usual habit of telling lies easily.

Pei Yunying smiled.

In fact, no matter how careless he was, there were so many medical officers coming and going in the medical hospital, but Lu Zhu was the only one who discovered the truth about Pei Yunshu's poisoning. At least in Shengjing, her medical skills should not be underestimated.

Unconsciously, it is late at night, and there are endless music and songs outside the wall. In the sad flute music, the autumn dew is like beads, the autumn moon is like GUI, and in the long shadow of the whirling osmanthus trees, the flowing light shines on the woman like Chang'e in the Moon Palace, who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Chang'e doesn't eat fireworks in the world, but she only likes sweets.

Pei Yunying couldn't help but laugh when he saw Lu Xu pick up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus steamed chestnut flour cake. The wind blew and made Lu Xu's hair flutter. His eyes paused and suddenly froze.

On the woman's fair face, there was a very shallow blood mark under her ear. It must have been injured by the sword wind during the fight in the house just now. It was like a sudden crack in the jade-white porcelain bottle, which was very dazzling. The hair that had been covered by her ears was revealed now.

He hesitated: "Your injury..."

Lu Zhuo touched it casually and said, "It's okay, just go back and take medicine."

When she said this, Pei Yunying remembered the first time they met downstairs in Baoxiang. At that time, she was held hostage and her neck was injured and bleeding. He was kind enough to give her a bottle of scar-removing medicine, but she left it at the rouge shop. Not even a glance.

Very indifferent.

Thinking like this, his eyes fell on the blue velvet flower beside Lu Yan's temples.

The three silver needles behind the blue velvet flower are sharper than ordinary hidden weapons. He then thought about the corpse of the guard he saw in Pei Yunshu's dormitory in the afternoon when he saw it. The vases around him were shattered on the floor. Later, when Fangzi told him about the situation, her tone was in disbelief, as if she had been brutally killed by this weak female doctor. The shock was severe.

Pei Yunying thought casually, in fact, even if he hadn't arrived at that time, Lu Zhuo might not have suffered a loss. Her velvet needles were really sharp, and she was never one to sit back and wait for death.

The sound of the piano stopped at some point, and the moonlight and cinnamon incense in the courtyard fell all over him. Lu Zhuo raised his eyes and met Pei Yunying's thoughtful gaze. His eyes were dark and shiny under the lamp, and the scarlet uniform made him look less serious and more elegant, making him extraordinarily handsome.

The long sky is like water, such a beautiful night, cold cinnamon, light tea, music of piano, lights and candles, the two people drinking in the courtyard under the moonlight, the young man in black clothes is in high spirits, and the young medical woman Liu Ruohua is charming, they look like a pair An old friend whom I have known for a long time.

Lu Tong said: "The poison that the princess was poisoned was caused by long-term accumulation. The poison is hidden, and the person who poisoned it must be hidden in the house. Is this the way, sir?"

His eyes moved slightly, then he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Do you have any advice, Doctor Lu?"

Lu Zhu picked up the porcelain pot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and raised the cup to Pei Yunying.

She said calmly: "Master, let me give you a gift."

Just, let’s wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival eight months in advance!