The Delicate Lady Coroner Chapter 129: Rikkafei 25

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Chapter 129 Six Flowers Flying 25

The expressions of the maids and maids serving around her changed slightly, but soon everyone stopped looking strange and looked at her with more and more respect. Bao Ruoyou's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She was looking at Huo Weilou suspiciously, but the eldest princess With a smile on his face, he said, "Look, I didn't remember it wrong! In that case, you should call me mother. Come and paint with me——"

She pulled Bao Ruoyou, and the moment they touched, Bao Ruoyou looked at her hands. Her hands were well maintained, as delicate as white porcelain, but she found that there were several ridges on her palms. When he led her to the bookcase and let go, Bo Ruoyou saw a few scars on her hands. Her heart tightened slightly. Looking at the smiling face in front of her, her heart felt a little heavy.

The eldest princess saw that her condition was improving like normal people, but she was still living in the illusion that everyone had created for her. At this time, she also entered this illusion. She couldn't help but raise her mind, for fear that she would say the wrong thing and break the illusion.

At this time she heard the eldest princess laughing: "Can you paint?"

The room is filled with paintings, most of which are ink paintings with sharp brushstrokes and magnificent patterns. It can be seen that Zhao Lingxiao loves this art very much, and has a very high temperament, a broad mind, and is good at exquisite techniques. Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "I paint It’s not good..."

"No problem, I'll teach you, you watch me draw——"

As she spoke, she walked around the desk and raised her hand to write. Bo Ruoyou looked along the tip of her pen, and her expression changed instantly.

The drawing paper was only about ten inches in size, but at the moment, there was a crimson woven swaddling body with gold embroidered phoenix pattern drawn on it. Inside the swaddling body was a naive baby who looked to be no more than one year old. With curved eyebrows and eyes, he looked like a girl at first glance.

She instantly understood that this was the eldest princess's daughter who died in infancy and was Huo Weilou's biological sister.

However, what surprised Bo Ruoyou even more was the brushwork. Her painting lines were soft and freehand, and her colors were bright and bold. They were completely different from the ink landscape paintings hanging around her. Her fingertips trembled slightly, feeling confused. Huo Weilou stood behind him. He also saw the paintings on the desk, but he was not surprised.

The eldest princess was immersed in painting. One moment she said she wanted to teach Bo Ruoyou, but the next moment she had forgotten it. She just had a soft smile on her face, and she was relaxed and at ease. If it weren't for the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, Bo Ruoyou would You even felt that she was a little naive, so Huo Weilou pulled her back two steps.

"She can't remember things very well, and she has a lot of forgetfulness. This place used to be her father's painting pavilion. Later, I don't know when she started to get better, and she regarded this place as her own place and saw her father's things. , I don’t take it seriously. Only at this time can I appear in front of her. Otherwise, I have to hide far away from her. She probably remembers that my sister is still alive."

People suffering from madness may seem crazy, but they also have their own set of cognitions and rules. However, the eldest princess has been ill for a long time and is extremely ill. It is very difficult to maintain the surface of peace now.

Bao Ruoyou felt worried. She originally thought that the improvement mentioned by Eunuch Fu meant that she was back to normal. "If she can feel relaxed and happy like this, that would be great, as long as the people around her are careful."

For her, it is better to live in a topsy-turvy world all her life, as long as she doesn't show her trace and has someone to serve her, than to remember all the misfortunes or to have a clear mind. Bo Ruoyou looked at the eldest princess, especially I feel sorry for her.

The eldest princess really painted alone. Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou waited for a long time, just waiting for her to finish the last stroke. They sighed tiredly, and then Huo Weilou said: "Mother, it's so easy for me to come back. , let me have dinner with you."

"Okay, okay, you are going back to the north again." She looked at Huo Weilou with a sad expression on her face, and no one corrected her this time.

There is also a lot of heat at night in summer. The dinner is served in the side hall of the water pavilion. The windows on both sides are wide open, and the cool breeze carrying the fragrance of lotus from the pond slowly comes in. If the eldest princess had not been confused in her words, Bo Ruoyou felt that this scene was wonderful.

She tried her best to cooperate with the eldest princess in talking and laughing. Whenever she didn't know how to answer, Huo Weilou would help her. She just felt like she was in a playbook, singing, reciting, and playing, but she could distinguish between fantasy and reality. Only the eldest princess was the one. The person who was deeply involved in the play, a group of people sang a play with her, and no one dared to wake her up.

Bao Ruoyou originally thought that as long as they could finish the dinner smoothly and wait for them to leave without being disturbed by strangers, the eldest princess would be able to continue singing the scene, but she did not expect that the dinner had not been used yet. After that, the eldest princess woke up.

It was a lotus leaf and lotus seed soup, a soup snack at the end of the meal. The sweet aroma made Bo Ruoyou like it. She even felt that the eldest princess must also like this sweet taste, but in the soup soup The moment she put it down, the gentle smile on the eldest princess's face disappeared instantly. She frowned and her pale face twitched strangely. Then she stood up slowly. Just when Huo Weilou realized that something was wrong, She raised her hand and smashed the soup cup to the ground!

The porcelain pieces cracked and the hot soup splashed everywhere. She seemed to have changed, with a stern look on her face. She turned around again and saw Huo Weilou at a glance. The hatred in her heart burst out from her eyes. She was dead. Staring at his brows, she suddenly screamed angrily. The tea cup, bowls and chopsticks beside her were thrown to the ground, and she backed away like a hateful monster!

Bo Ruoyou held his breath in shock.

She was so gentle and elegant a moment ago, but now she was so hysterical, and she stepped back step by step, stepping on the broken porcelain soup soup, and was about to fall into the porcelain shards on the floor.

Huo Weilou was right next to her. He quickly stepped forward to hold her arm and shouted out: "Here comes——"

This was a rare scene of harmony. Even Eunuch Fu was guarding the door. When they heard the noise, everyone immediately swarmed in. But at this time, Bao Ruoyou exclaimed, "Master Hou, be careful——"

Huo Weilou turned his head and saw a flash of cold light in front of his eyes. He pulled the eldest princess's arm, but in order to struggle, the eldest princess actually pulled out the silver hairpin from her bun with her free hand, and then struggled towards His arm was stabbed!

Huo Weilou had the chance to hide, but he refused to dodge. In the blink of an eye, the sharp silver hairpin penetrated his flesh, and blood immediately came out. He did not let go, waiting for Eunuch Fu and the nuns to catch him. Princess, he backed away.

The eldest princess stared at him, her hatred falling on Huo Weilou like a cold arrow, wishing to eat his flesh and blood. A sharp scream echoed in the room, and Huo Weilou turned around and walked out of the house quickly.

Bao Ruoyou stood frozen, watching as the **** hairpin slipped from the eldest princess's hand. The moment it fell to the ground, she felt pain in her arm, and she quickly chased after it.

After leaving the door, the screams of the eldest princess subsided. Bao Ruoyou walked along the corridor. After turning the corner, he saw Huo Weilou standing under the wind lantern. He stood up straight and was giving orders to Hou. Attendant of the mansion: "Go and ask Ming Guilan to come——"

The attendant responded and left. The dim warm light fell on his face, but it could not dispel the coldness in his eyes. A trace of blood flowed from his wrist and fell on the wooden board of the corridor at his feet.

"Master Hou——"

Bao Ruoyou stepped forward quickly and lifted up his sleeves to see the injury. The hairpin stabbed his forearm. Due to the great force, a **** hole was made. Bo Ruoyou's heart ached. But she didn't know where to find something to stop the bleeding. The noise in the water pavilion didn't stop, and it was obvious that the eldest princess had not yet been calmed down.

She had no choice but to take out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and then neatly tied the wound. Huo Weilou looked at her anxious expression and softened his voice, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Are you scared?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "It was fine, why did something suddenly go wrong?"

Huo Weilou sighed, "There is no certainty about her illness. She has been to the water pavilion a lot in the past few days, and she thought she could have a few more days this time."

While talking, the two nuns took the eldest princess out together. Eunuch Fu walked in front and walked quickly to him, "How is the injury of the Marquis? Do you want to go back to the Marquis' mansion first? I stay here and wait. Once we’ve settled in, I’ll tell you when I get back.”

Hearing the footsteps coming this way, Huo Weilou led Bo Ruoyou towards the gate of the mansion, for fear of irritating the eldest princess again.

After walking a little further, Huo Weilou turned around and saw more than a dozen servants heading towards the main courtyard. Soon their figures disappeared behind the balcony. The silver moon was in the sky, and the clear light flowed on Huo Weilou's shoulders, like water. Cold.

Huo Weilou pursed his lips and looked deeply, while Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but said: "Master Hou, are we going back to the Hou Mansion?"

Huo Weilou nodded and took her out. He originally grew up in the eldest princess's mansion, but now he was like an outsider because of his mother's rejection when she was ill. Bo Ruoyou thought of the eldest princess just now and hated her. With a look on her face, she didn't want him to stay here for long, so she couldn't help but step forward and hold Huo Weilou's hand.

Huo Weilou looked at her sideways, held her back, and went out and got into the carriage.

The carriage was cramped, and the blood on Huo Weilou's arm had not stopped and had soaked into the white kerchief. Bao Ruoyou knew that the injury was nothing to him, but it was the first time he saw him injured and bleeding, and it really hurt him. It's amazing. When I think of the appearance of the eldest princess before leaving, I feel depressed in my heart. Such hysterical madness is quite self-harm, and the hatred in her eyes is as deep as bone. If she is immersed in such bitter hatred and despair all day long, she will really Hell-like torture will always end up running out of gas.

She used the light coming through the gap in the curtains to look at his injury. She saw more and more blood coming out of the silk handkerchief, and the anxious look on his face became heavier. Huo Weilou couldn't help but look at her like this. He raised his hand and stroked the top of her hair, "It's okay."

Bao Ruoyou raised her eyes and looked at him, "It must be very painful."

Huo Weilou twitched his lips and said, "I have been injured a hundred times worse than this before, but it's really nothing."

Bao Ruoyou only felt a lump in his throat, but he couldn't be relieved by this. He thought about the battlefield, and he had the habit of sleeping with his knife on his back when he was out. He didn't know how many moments of life and death he had experienced, and even more so. I feel heavy in my heart.

She didn't speak, and Huo Weilou took her into his arms with his uninjured hand, "Have I ever lied to you? My mother... is like this, and I don't know when this disease will be cured. Anyone can do it. She is the only one who doesn’t care about my marriage.”

Bao Ruoyou's nose felt sore after hearing this, and she couldn't help but leaned forward and hugged him.