Chapter 1912: The Deadly White Moonlight of the Republic of China 10

Chapter 1912: The Deadly White Moonlight of the Republic of China 10

"No, take me to see Mrs. May."

Geng Wuxiang raised his head slightly, his tone was slow and steady, completely noble and serious.

When he entered the door, he looked at the furnishings in the living room. On the burgundy leather sofa was a bright velvet blanket, and freehand landscape paintings hung on the walls.

The layout of the combination of Chinese and Western is no different from that of many wealthy families in this era.

The Wen family is not short of money, and Liu Guixiang wears several rings on her fingers, which are very beautiful with gold and precious stones. Compared with her, Shu Ange is really a poor little girl.

The ill-fitting new cheongsam, the faded old tortoiseshell hairpin, looked more shabby than the last time they met.

Liu Guixiang's hands were sweating anxiously, and in front of Geng Wuxiang, she felt a sense of embarrassment: "Mr. Geng, drink tea first, and I'll send someone to ask Mrs. Mei if it is convenient for you to entertain guests."

"Mr. Geng, I'll lead the way for you."

"Wen Huijuan!"

Liu Guixiang's voice rose sharply, like a groundhog whose tail was stepped on, her eyes widened.

"Um."

Maybe this kind of behavior is not polite, but Geng Wuxiang didn't want to talk to Liu Guixiang more.

Her eyes were full of calculations, and her scheming was written all over her face.

"This way, please."

Shu Ange took Geng Wuxiang to the backyard regardless of Liu Guixiang, who was jumping on the side.

After entering the mission world, she hadn't seen Mei Chunru yet.

The original owner's feelings for his biological mother, Mei Chunru, are very complicated. Compared to Liu Guixiang, who treats herself harshly every day, she is gentle and kind, like a living Bodhisattva.

But Mei Chunru's love was almost entirely given to her husband and her children.

Before she lost her power, she held Wen Huijun in the palm of her hand, taught her to play the piano and draw, and made sweet soup for her.

What Wen Huijuan envied most was the tacit understanding and warmth between Mei Chunru and her daughter.

She doesn't envy Wen Huijun's brocade clothes and jade food, she doesn't envy her all the stars and the moon, she only envy that she has the love of her father and mother.

When the eldest wife is in charge of household chores, she treats concubines and concubines equally, and Wen Huijuan can receive new clothes and shoes every quarter.

Although Concubine Liu would find various reasons, she confiscated her new clothes and made her wear old and tattered patched clothes.

She had longed for countless times that Concubine Liu could be more affectionate with her, even if it was only 10% of the way to her two younger brothers.

After all, extravagant hope is just extravagant hope. In the last life, Wen Huijuan didn't know until her death that the amiable eldest wife was her biological mother, and Concubine Liu was her mortal enemy.

The original owner hated Daddy Scum, Adjutant Chen and Aunt Liu, but she didn't know how to face her biological mother.

The Wen family is very big, and the more we go inside, the more lush the vegetation becomes.

There are many vegetation and few people, so the scenery is particularly desolate. The dense bamboo forests are crowded together, which always makes people suspect that a snake will suddenly emerge from it.

The bluestone board is full of fallen leaves, and it looks like no one has cleaned it.

Liu Guixiang twisted her handkerchief and looked for an embarrassed look: "When it's hot, the servants like to be lazy. It rained two days ago, and I didn't even clean up the yard."

No one spoke up, and Geng Wuxiang believed what he saw with his own eyes.

As for Shu Ange, she was thinking about how to convince her to move out of Wen's house and live in another place when she met Mei Chunru later.

With her there, sickness can be cured, poison can be cured, but the sinister heart can't be avoided.

Liu Guixiang's eyes are shallow and vicious, holding Mei Chunru's seven inches, forcing her to live in the small Buddha hall.

Wen Weyong is a good man, but he is not known to be flexible.

Someone with a little bit of scheming, watching his concubine brothers grow up day by day, the family property is about to fall by the side, I am afraid that they will find a way to fight for it long ago.

But Wen Weiyong was not in a hurry at all. He was an eldest young master, working as an apprentice in the pharmacy with peace of mind, and he was never reluctant at all.

His filial piety, his frail mother, never suspected that she was ill and was framed by someone.

It is precisely because of this frankness and sincerity that she accidentally learned the truth about Liu Guixiang's exchange of children. Wen Weiyong would go to Adjutant Chen's house regardless and bring Wen Huijuan out.

"It's here, it's here."

Shu Ange's five senses are very sensitive. As soon as he arrived outside the Small Buddha Hall, he smelled the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

It's a three-point poison, Liu Guixiang poisoned Mei Chun while giving her another drug to hang her life, which really echoed the words of the most poisonous woman's heart.

"Mr. Geng, the servant is tired and lazy. It has not been cleaned for a long time. Why don't you meet Mrs. in another place."

The noise outside the Buddhist hall disturbed Mei Chunru, who was half lying on the bed.

Her withered hair was only a thin clump, and she could hardly even comb her bun. Her head was tilted on the pillow, and her expression was a little dazed.

The days in the Buddhist hall seem to be endless day after day.

Mei Chunru had forgotten that she hadn't seen a stranger for a long time. Every daughter and daughter will come here once, and I have been here six times this year.

The windows were covered with thin white paper, and the small Buddha niche was covered with dust.

Mei Chunru clutched her chest with her hands and coughed hard, her internal organs almost shifted with the sound of coughing.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

The door was pushed open, and a mother's voice made Mei Chunru's eyes gleam.

She covered her lips with a handkerchief, and looked at the girl who entered the door slowly. When she saw the figure of the other party clearly, the light in her eyes suddenly went out.

Not her gentleman, like the third young lady at home.

It's not so much a bedroom, it's better to say that a simple bed was built in the Buddhist hall.

There are crumpled apples in front of the altar, and incense burners stick incense sticks as short as fingernails. On the bright yellow futon, a layer of dirty ash fell.

Cobwebs were coiled in the corners, and the curtain on the bed was dusty.

Liu Guixiang coughed as soon as she entered the door, complaining in her heart that Geng Wuxiang was ignorant of etiquette.

In order to torture Mei Chunru, she asked her servants to come here to clean once a month. Counting with your fingers, when Wen Weyong and Wen Huijun came here, the Buddhist hall had not been cleaned for a month.

"Hey, the eldest lady is a bodhisattva-hearted person. The servants neglected this matter and didn't even mention it to me."

Liu Guixiang pretended to wipe her tears with a handkerchief, turned her face and instructed Jin Ling, "Why are you standing there stupidly, why don't you tidy up the house?"

She secretly twisted Jin Ling's arm, she immediately picked up the broom, and cleaned up the house.

Geng Wuxiang took a few steps in, and stopped at a distance of half a zhang from the bed: "Mrs. Mei, my father and Mr. Mei are old friends, so I take the liberty to come to visit, I hope you forgive me."

Mei Chunru removed the handkerchief, revealing a pale and thin face, with a pair of bulging eyeballs a bit scary: "Are you after your father's life?"

There was doubt in her voice, and she obviously did not remember that among the sons of her father's old friend, there was a character named Geng Wuxiang.

"My father is more than 20 years younger than Mr. Mei. This is the first time I have come to Hecheng."

"So that's the case," Mei Chunru said with a faint smile on her face, probably because she thought of her father, "there are still people who care about my father, and he will be happy under Jiuquan."

Mei Chunru was one year younger than Liu Guixiang, but the two stood together like two generations.

"My wife is not in good spirits and needs more rest. Why don't Mr. Geng sit in the living room for a while?"

Liu Guixiang was very uneasy, she always felt that if Geng Wuxiang stayed in the small Buddha hall for a long time, something bad would happen.

Mei Chunru looked at Liu Guixiang, who was smiling like a flower, and her heart filled with bitterness.

It was such a woman who firmly grasped the master's heart and isolated their marital relationship for more than ten years.

She still remembered that when Liu Guixiang first entered the door, she was dressed very vulgarly. When she saw the gold bracelet she was wearing, she had to touch it with envy for a while.

Even in the new dynasty, it is not uncommon for men to take concubines.

Mei Chunru put aside her sadness and wanted to be a generous main room, but her body was not up to par. Without waiting for a pair of children to start a family and start a business, they will decline in appearance.

She was worried that she would pass her illness on to her two children, and stayed alone in the small Buddhist hall, spending the spring, summer, autumn and winter, watching spiders weave webs to catch insects and insects.

Only then did Mei Chunru see through the true face of Jiefa's husband. In fact, Wen Guanghou never really liked her, that's why he abandoned her when she was sick.

Daddy is gone, and the brothers are gone. Only she and a pair of children are left in the Mei family.

If it wasn't for the desire to watch a pair of children grow up, Mei Chunru would not be able to hold on to what it is now, her heart would have long since become dead wood, and together with sandalwood, it would turn to ashes.

Geng Wuxiang didn't have much medical research, so he couldn't tell if she was poisoned, but he could only tell that she was seriously ill: "Mrs. Mei usually sees a doctor, what doctor do you ask for?"

"Mr. Wen from Huirentang, known as the genius doctor of Xinglin, is the best doctor in our Hecheng."

Liu Guixiang hurriedly put gold on her face, trying to create the illusion that she cared about Mei Chunru very much.

Geng Wuxiang shifted his gaze to Shu Ange, waiting for her answer.

Shu Ange didn't disappoint him either: "Mr. Geng, it was four years ago that Mr. Wen came to see the doctor. Those who have seen a doctor for my mother all these years are all the gentlemen from our own pharmacy."

It's not that Mr. Zhuangtang in the Wen family's pharmacy is incompetent, but with Liu Guixiang here, who would dare to help the disgraced eldest wife to see a doctor seriously.

Shu Ange kept being demolished, and Liu Guixiang raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Geng, don't listen to Huijuan's nonsense. Madam is like this, it's all about me and the master, she's completely ignorant when she's young."

"Mr. Geng, please send your mother to the hospital where the foreigners see her for a comprehensive examination."

Shu Ange's words were sincere, and Geng Wuxiang recalled that she was amazing that day, saying that Mei Chunru was either sick or poisoned.

Today, she didn't mention the word "poison" at all. Nine times out of ten, Liu Guixiang was the one who was poisoned.

"As it should be, Lei Li, Lei Feng, you should get a stretcher, take Mrs. Mei to the car, and take him to the Sino-French Heai Hospital."

"Thank you, Mr. Geng."

Mei Chunru loosened the handkerchief in her hand and stared blankly at the tall and sturdy man who claimed to be an old friend of his father.

Is he going to take her to the hospital? It was the third girl who took the initiative to ask him for help.

The life of the third girl is suffering, Mei Chunru sees it in her eyes, and she can't help if she wants to help. When she was the housekeeper, she bought new clothes for Wen Huijuan on time throughout the year, but Concubine Liu would not let her wear them.

She used to think that Concubine Liu was taking her daughter's breath away, and pretending to be majestic to her.

Only later did I find out that Concubine Liu just simply didn't like this daughter.

Hearing that Mr. Geng was going to send Mei Chunruqi to the hospital, Liu Guixiang was anxious. People always have inexplicable awe and fear for things they don't understand.

She heard people say that Western medicine is very powerful, and likes to open up people's intestines to find the cause, and draw a tube of blood to know whether the patient is poisoned.

It doesn't matter if Mei Chunru is dead, Liu Guixiang was so afraid of her poisoning that she was diagnosed by the hospital.

"Mr. Geng, foreign devils are necrotic, and they have to open their intestines and stomachs to treat diseases. This person, if you make a big cut in your stomach, your vitality will leak out, and your number of lives will decrease accordingly."

Liu Guixiang looked anxious and wanted to dispel Geng Wuxiang's thoughts.

Lei Feng and Lei Li are familiar with Geng Wuxiang's style, and people have already gone out to find a stretcher.

Adjutant Chen bumped Liu Guixiang with his elbow and persuaded with a smile, "Second wife, you don't understand. Chinese medicine is good, but western medicine is still very good in the treatment of certain diseases."

"The honored guest is coming, and if you miss it, I still look forward to Haihan."

Wen Guanghou's slightly flattering voice sounded, and Liu Guixiang's "thumping" heart finally calmed down.

She hurried to the door, and naturally supported Wen Guanghou's arm, and called out sweetly: "Master is back, Mr. Geng has been here for a long time, and the concubine is stupid for fear of poor reception."

Wen Guanghou had heard about Geng Wuxiang's name for a long time, pushed Liu Guixiang's arm away, and bowed to him, his huge buttocks soaring high: "Seeing is better than seeing.

He looked flattering and flattering, his eyes were so hot, Shu Ange pouted silently and looked up at the beam of the house.

Don't talk about her, even Adjutant Chen can't stand Wen Guanghou like this.

Geng Wuxiang was expressionless and looked at Wen Guanghou with a cold gaze: "I think exactly the opposite of Mr. Wen's. I have heard for a long time that the Mei family is rich, but I didn't expect that Mrs. Mei's residence would be so simple."

"This this……"

Wen Guanghou raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat, complaining to Liu Guixiang in his heart.

Their Wen family is rich and powerful, and there is no room without Mei Chunru. Even if she eats ginseng every day, the Wen family can afford it.

Where is Geng Wuxiang? He is a hero who dares to face the puppet army single-handedly.

Among the invaders who died under his hands, there were not eight hundred but one thousand.

His elegance is just an illusion, and the chill in his bones is terrifying. Give Wen Guanghou a hundred courage, and he does not dare to offend Geng Wuxiang.

After stammering for a while, Wen Guanghou finally found an excuse. With a "pop", he reached out and slapped Concubine Liu: "Guinxiang, you know what's wrong, I asked you to take care of your wife, that's how you take care of it?"

Liu Guixiang was beaten by Wen Guanghou with a bewildered face, covering her face and crying, "Master—"

He actually beat her for a word of a stranger. Did he forget the relationship between the couple over the years.

After Wen Guanghou beat Liu Guixiang, without waiting for her explanation, he took the initiative to walk to the bedside and held Mei Chunru's hand affectionately: "Aru, you have been aggrieved by doing business outside these days. The generosity makes my husband feel distressed. If I encounter a slave who is deceived and deceived in the future, I must deal with it seriously. "

Mei Chunru looked at Wen Guanghou's unfamiliar face, and tried to pull his palm out of her hand.

More than 20 years have passed, and she is no longer the silly girl who could be coaxed by Wen Guanghou with just a few words and juice.

She sat up reluctantly, resting her feet on the ground with her hands on the edge of the bed.