Chapter 301 Lightness (1)

Chapter 301 Lightness (1)

According to legend, hundreds of years ago, there was an unrestrained literati who wore a loose robe and had long hair untied. However, because of his outstanding talent, he was hailed as a celebrity, and even got the title of a crazy student. But where can a man with messy hair look better?

Shi Jin has been well-behaved since he was a child, and he can't even understand why other people's unruly behavior is worthy of praise.

Although he and Rong Xia have different positions, they have to admit in their hearts that Rong Xia is a rare figure in the capital. Seeing his embarrassing side now, Shi Jin didn't feel gloating, but his heart was complicated and unspeakable.

Not only thinking that he was not good to Princess Fuller, but also thinking that he and Princess Fuller were in love until the end of life.

Glancing at the person Rong Xia was holding in his arms, Shi Jin raised his hand, signaling his subordinates to let Rong Xia leave.

After Rong Xia nodded to him, she boarded a carriage that was hastily parked outside.

"Marquis Cheng An," Shi Jin walked to the carriage, "how is Princess Fule?"

"Master Laoshi is concerned, my wife is not in danger of life," Rong Xia lifted the curtain, with an indifferent expression, "Leave."

"Farewell." Shi Jin took two steps back, watching the carriage with the family emblem of the Marquis of Cheng'an leave.

He turned his head, and the little maid who was brought in just now was escorted out, followed by the prince and princess, with an unpleasant look on their faces.

"Your Highness," Shi Jin walked up to the prince, "Is this maid the murderer who poisoned Princess Fuller?"

"Although the murderer is her, there is someone else behind the scenes," the princess continued, "Marquis Cheng An has already left?"

"Just left in a hurry."

The Crown Princess pursed her lips, and turned to look at the Prince. The worry on the Prince's face was so strong that it couldn't be resolved. She stretched out her hand to pull the prince's arm, "Your Highness, should we send some medicinal materials that Princess Fule needs?"

"Thank you, Crown Princess." The prince nodded to her, then turned and went to the place where the courtiers were.

The Crown Princess stared blankly at the Prince's back. A long time ago, the Prince liked to call her by her boudoir nickname. At that time, she always advised the Prince that it was against the rules. If other people heard it, they would definitely laugh at him. Now that the prince no longer calls her by her boudoir nickname, she suddenly feels lost.

It must be because Marquis Cheng An called Ban Hua by her nickname that she was so worried about gains and losses. The princess laughed at herself, she is different from Banhua, why compare these things with her?

"Crown Princess," Shi Jin looked at her worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay," the princess shook her head, "I'm just a little tired."

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Shi Jin clasped his fists and bowed before retreating.

Fire, raging fire.

Ban Hua felt as if she was on top of a pile of firewood. The flames were so intense that half of the sky was reddened. She opened her dry lips, but all she saw was the dark sky. Not long after, snowflakes began to fall in the sky again, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and she was so cold that she had nowhere to hide.

Either burned to death by fire, or frozen to death by snow?

She lowered her head to look at the clothes on her body, the rough linen clothes had no sense of beauty at all, and when she touched her hair, she found that the messy and dry hair was no better than a chicken coop.

No, no, she can't just die like this.

Snow had already sunk into her calves, and every step was extremely difficult. She took a deep breath and looked for the direction of the Jingting mansion.

After walking a few steps, the road in front of her changed, with fire on one side and snow on the other. She stopped, feeling desperate in her heart.

But as soon as she lowered her head and saw the clothes on her body, she regained her courage and moved forward step by step with difficulty.

At the end of the road are countless tombs. There are no weeds or tombstones on the tombs. Each of them stands there coldly, making people's hairs stand on end.

Banhua stopped, and suddenly remembered the dream he had once had. Those souls who died under the saber of suppression, some of them were real bandits, but more were victims of disasters who were driven to a dead end. She closed her eyes, trying to walk across the ground.

She heard the cries of children, the wailing of women, and the roar of men. Clenching her cheeks tightly, she didn't dare to turn her head, nor did she dare to respond to those who called her name. Her grandfather once told her that if someone called her in the cemetery, she must not turn her head or answer.

"Huahua," a burly old man in a green robe stood in front of him with a smile, "What are you doing here? Why don't you go back with me?"

grandfather?

Ban Hua stared blankly at the old man in front of him, wanting to call him to stop.

No, not right.

Before his death, his grandfather was suffering from shock and pain, and he was so thin that he was out of shape, but he supported his grandmother day after day, until he couldn't hold on any longer, then he took her hand and asked her to stay with her grandmother.

grandmother……

The tears in Banhua's eyes finally fell. She was sorry for her grandfather, she didn't accompany her grandmother well, and she didn't protect her grandmother well.

"Huahua..." Rong Xia rushed to the bed, watching Banhua, whose face was flushed with fever, shed tears, hurriedly grabbed her hand, and asked loudly, "Huahua, what's wrong with you?" , Huahua?"

"Marquis Cheng An," an imperial doctor who finished the acupuncture said, seeing Rong Xia like this, said a little unbearably, "Marquis Cheng An, the princess is in a coma now, she can't hear your voice."

"How is the Princess?" Rong Xia held Ban Hua's hand tightly, and the scalding temperature made him uneasy. "Didn't you say before that the amount of poison is not large, so there will be no danger of life?"

"It is logically so, but the princess vomited so much blood and started to have a high fever again. These situations are indeed dangerous." Seeing that Cheng Anhou had a sullen face and did not speak, the imperial doctor said cautiously, "Don't worry, the next official will definitely do his best." cure."

Rong Xia nodded silently: "Thank you."

He turned his head and tried to wipe away the tears on Banhua's face.

Seeing his distraught appearance, the imperial doctor shook his head helplessly in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, a servant hurried in.

"Hou, Lord Hou, Mr. Jing Ting, Mrs. Jing Ting, and the eldest son are here," the servant panted and bowed to Rong Xia, "Mr. Jing Ting can't wait to announce, and has already rushed over."

"I see." As soon as Rong Xia finished speaking, Ban Huai's voice came in.

"How is Huahua?"

"Who calculated it? Who are the imperial doctors invited?"

The Ban family rushed in, and the imperial doctor found that besides the three members of the Ban family, there were also some people from the side branches of the Ban family. Came to mess things up.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law," Rong Xia bowed to the two elders, but the second elders of the Ban family didn't have the heart to wait for him to salute. Yin walked to the bed and touched Banhua's hot forehead, "Has the murderer been caught?"