Extra 3: A Dream of Ni Ah Xi
Ni Su saw the crooked tree.
The bright light cast fragmented rays in the shade of the trees, and the green of the trees reflected a high vermilion wall. Inside the wall, roses climbed out along the bricks and tiles, one cluster after another, bright and dazzling.
The child was about eight or nine years old. He was wearing a red round-necked robe with gold weaving and a silk sash tied around his waist. The gold and jade beads hanging on it occasionally collided with each other, making crisp sounds.
There was a brand new box in the pit under the tree, which contained some New Year's money, some small items made of gold and jade, a good inkstone, a wolf-hair brush, and some neatly stacked rice paper. In the sunlight, one could faintly see traces of ink on the back of the paper.
Noticing that there was someone not far away, he raised his childish face and saw sparkling light falling on the young woman. Her pink and white skirt was lifted by the wind, and the snow-white shawl in her arms was also fluttering gently. She had black hair, black eyes, and a fair face.
The secret was seen before it was buried. The child frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
Just hearing this sentence, Ni Su couldn't help but recall the first words spoken to her by the lonely soul holding a lantern in the cypress forest outside the Big Bell Temple when it was dark and snowing heavily.
Ni Su did not answer him, but walked a few steps closer, "You bury these here, and when will you take them out and buy candy and cakes to eat?"
He was still too young to recognize this young woman who looked to be at least eighteen or nineteen years old. However, when he heard her easily tell him about his plan, there was a hint of surprise in his clear eyes. "How did you know that?"
"Don't you have any schoolwork to do today?"
Ni Su asked him.
He shouldn't have answered this strange woman, but seeing her bright and smiling eyes, he said "um", "The teacher is not at home."
"What are you doing at your age?"
Ni Su squatted with him beside the pit, supporting .
What is he busy with at his age? He thought this person was very strange, but his upbringing still made him speak: "Reading, calligraphy, and martial arts."
It is a dull and general summary.
"So what ?"
Ni Su asked him again.
Hearing this, he turned around and said, "There's nothing fun in Yunjing, but I recently met a friend."
"You are very close to him, right?"
"He cries so much, I've helped him fight."
He said.
Ni Su smiled. The eight or nine-year-old child in front of her looked really lively. His cheeks were slightly red under the sun.
That is the fresh blood color that belongs to humans.
"Whose family are you from? Why are you here?" he asked again.
Ni Su did not answer, but took out a white jade Lu Ban lock from the box. That was Xu Ziling's favorite item at that time.
She raised her head and saw that his eyes were fixed on the Lu Ban lock in her hand.
"That's mine..."
"It's mine now."
The sleeves of little Xu Ziling's clothes were the most brilliant color in the place. He just stood up, and the moment his sleeves brushed against her skirt, he stretched out his hand, but she turned into a thin mist, floating and disappearing in front of his eyes.
Even his Lu Ban lock disappeared.
Ni Su felt that she had experienced the feeling of turning into long mist like Xu Hexue. Her figure was very faint and could be blown away by the wind, and could also slowly gather together.
Gathered in the wind and sand, in the city standing on the plateau, her figure blends quietly into the noisy crowd.
They all gathered around a well.
A woman with a sunburned face was cursing, "A defiled woman! She was used by that barbarian! We don't want her in our family!"
The young woman was in tattered clothes and said helplessly, "I don't want to enter your house again..."
"After something like this, do you still want to live?"
"That's right, it's already like this, it would be better to die..."
People were talking at once, their voices like sharp arrows piercing the woman's heart and lungs. She asked tremblingly, "Is it not possible?"
The crowd grabbed her and tried to push her into the well.
Ni Su was behind the crowd. She saw the silver spear shoot like a meteor and instantly embed itself into the tree trunk beside the dry well. The people around her stepped back. She raised her head and saw the young general in a scarlet robe and silver-white armor riding on a white horse. He looked down at her and said, "Of course."
Ni Su immediately stepped forward and tightly held the woman who was forced to the side of the well. At that moment, the general's sharp eyes swept over her, and she turned around to look at him.
The wind is blowing and the sand is blowing.
The boy was visibly stunned for a moment.
The woman was tied with ropes, but Ni Su was not in a hurry to help her untie them. Instead, he said to her, "Madam Ah Shuang, General Xu said you can do it, so you can do it. Don't be afraid of what others say, because no one has the power to decide your life or death for you."
Qing Qiong's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to hers. Ni Su looked at her and said, "You must live, live well. Death cannot solve anything. It will only make you regret. Someone will know your goodness."
There are also people waiting to be your son.
It's not a ghost fetus, but a living person.
"Where did this young lady come from?" Xue Huai saw that her outfit was really out of place in this border town, so he looked at her curiously. The hilt of the general's sword on horseback hit his head. He groaned and turned around, only to see the young man with a strange look on his face. He said, "Young scholar, why are you hitting me?"
Xu Hexue ignored him and kept staring at the woman. Only when he saw her untying the rope for Ah Shuang did he turn around. The more he looked at her, the more inexplicably familiar she seemed to him.
The sun was bright, and the people of Yongzhou City did not dare to act unruly in front of the general. They did not even dare to look at him for too long. However, Ni Su held Ah Shuang with one hand and looked up at him.
His skin was not pale, but in this border town with strong sun, his complexion was not dark either. His bone structure was still the same, but less gentle and refined than that of a scholar and more fierce and fierce than that of a military commander.
Silver crown, black hair, and prominent eyebrows and eyes.
It turned out that this was Xu Ziling who was about seventeen or eighteen years old.
Ni Su stretched out her palm, and a white jade Luban lock was quietly lying in her palm. She met the young general's surprised gaze, "General, do you still need a doctor?"
The boy finally became certain that she was the woman who had witnessed his childish behavior and taken away his favorite Lu Ban lock.
" Are you a medical worker?"
He spoke, his voice cold.
"Don't I look like that? If not, then what do you think I look like?"
Ni Su asked with a smile.
What does it look like?
Xu Hexue looked at her. She was still wearing the same dress and the same snow-white shawl. She wore a pearl and bird-and-flower gold hairpin on her temples, and her fine light hair was blown by the wind against her cheeks.
The skirt flutters in the wind, ethereal and mysterious.
"Ghost."
The young man soothed the horse's mane and uttered two words in a calm voice.
"...Young scholar, can you speak?"
Xue Huai laughed loudly, "You look just like the fairy in the painting. Are you really a doctor?"
"yes."
When Ni Su heard the word "ghost", she was not annoyed, but smiled, "But I am a doctor who specializes in treating women's illnesses."
"Specializing in treating women? You don't treat men either?"
Xue Huai scratched his head.
"If you need it."
Ni Su met the young man's gaze again, "Young Jinshi General, do you still need a medical worker?"
The sky was bright here. The young general just made eye contact with her, and his heart beat loudly in his chest . Although he remained calm, his ears felt a little hot.
He smiled softly, his eyes curved and bright:
"lack."
