What appeared in my mind was a white cloud, with a light spot looming in the middle.

What does this thing do? Qingwen is puzzled.

There was a rustling sound outside the door, and Lin Daiyu raised the curtain and came in.

The iconic pair of eyes that seemed to be happy but not happy, were as red and swollen as peaches, as Qingwen had guessed before.

"Sister," Daiyu stepped forward and held Qingwen's hand, her beautiful eyes flushed red, "I am so happy to know that my sister is my cousin. I am anxious to see my sister, but I am not in good shape. My sister is older.

Du, don’t pick on me.”

"Sister, how could I pick on you?"

Lin Qingwen pulled Daiyu to sit down and said softly, "I know that my sister has always been depressed because others have several sisters and brothers around her, but she has no family. When she first heard that there was a sister here, how could she not like it?

of?"

"Sister," Lin Daiyu buried her head in Qingwen's arms and sobbed, "Sister Zhenzhen understands my heart best. With my sister, I will never have to suffer on my own in the future."

"Ahem..." As she spoke, Daiyu coughed again, and her eyes became even redder.

"Good sister, you just have a heavier heart than others. If you have any concerns in the future, just tell your sister, and don't get bored."

Qingwen took the handkerchief Daiyu used to wipe away her tears and gently wiped her tears away, feeling deeply sad in her heart.

This poor girl will soon die. Is there any way to help her?

After sending Daiyu away, Qingwen leaned on the bed holding Daiyu's handkerchief.

In a daze, she went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Daiyu was lying on the embroidery bed, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was pale, and she was in an incurable state.

Mother Jia, Mrs. Wang, Sister Feng and others looked anxious, while the maid Zijuan burst into tears.

An old man with white hair and long beard shook his head gently and sighed: "The girl's disease, the 'Ginseng Yangrong Pills' she has been eating since she was supposed to be very symptomatic, but in my opinion, an important medicine introduction is missing."

"What kind of medicine is it?" Jia Mu asked hurriedly, "What kind of precious medicine is it? Even if I spend everything I have, I still want to get it for my granddaughter."

"There is a kind of grass on Penglai Mountain, the fairy mountain in the east, called purple grass."

The old man stroked his beard and muttered, "Crimson grass is blood red all over. The flowers it blooms and the seeds it produces are all blood red. If we can get such a grass, the girl's disease will be cured."

Crimson grass?! Lin Qingwen suddenly woke up.

She was familiar with "Dream of Red Mansions", and of course she knew that Lin Daiyu's real body was a plant of purple plant. Maybe the old man in the dream was right, the plant of purple plant could save Daiyu's life? She must find the plant of purple plant as soon as possible.

Looking at the handkerchief in her hand, an idea flashed in Lin Qingwen's mind.

Could it be that what the lame Taoist gave her was not a treasure, but a skill, a skill that allowed her to enter dreams?

With the help of a certain medium, she can dream about the owner of the medium?

…

The Grand View Garden is built according to the terrain, with mountains, water and houses. The layout is very exquisite and elegant.

Tubi Villa is built on the ridge of the main mountain in the back garden. Behind a large open hall, there are three small rooms for people to live in.

Lin Qingwen chose to live here. Firstly, she really liked the openness and spaciousness here; secondly, it was far away from other buildings in the garden and it was quiet.

A wealthy family like the Jia family has many people in the back house and all kinds of relationships are complicated.

Even in the Grand View Garden, there are hundreds of people including masters, maids, servants, etc., and it is inevitable that there will be some discord among them.

Lin Qingwen doesn't want to get involved in other people's rights and wrongs, so it's better to stay as far away as possible.

Wang Xifeng's maid, Ping'er, a girl with an unusual status in the Jia family, took people to clean up the house early in the morning.

The old lady adopted Qingwen as her granddaughter, and all the women who worked there had already known about it through various channels.

At the moment, no one dared to neglect, and everyone was busy working on the work very quickly. It was completed in less than half a day.

The middle room was vacated for Qingwen to live in. Bamboo utensils, wooden utensils, curtains, tents, bedding, etc. were all replaced with new ones.

In the two small rooms on the left and right, several women lived and kept company with her.

Qingwen didn't have many things, just a suitcase, a box, and a parcel. She just ordered a few maids to move them here.

She was arranging things in the house when a woman walked in.

Lin Qingwen laughed dumbly.

Unexpectedly, she would be the first person to visit her new residence.

"Miss Qing, I heard that you have moved here, let me see if there is anything I can do for you?" Aunt Zhao pinched the corner of her clothes, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I've almost packed up my place. Auntie is interested, please sit down." Qingwen said without showing a word, and brought a chair to her.

"Girl, I heard that... Master Bao and Mistress Lian had a bad relationship, and it was you who cured them. I can't tell, but the girl is very capable!" Aunt Zhao, who was leaning against the chair with her buttocks half-way, looked at her quietly as she spoke.

Qingwen's expression.

Qingwen made up her mind to beat her up and said:

"What is this? It's just a dirty thing done by a demonic person. Who did it, I still don't know for sure.

However, 'If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself.' People, it's best not to do bad things, otherwise they will be found out sooner or later. By then, not only will it be difficult for you, but your children will also be embarrassed. Auntie, what do you mean?

Yes or no?"

"Yes, yes, the girl is right." Aunt Zhao broke into a cold sweat and kept wiping her forehead with a handkerchief.

"Auntie is an open-minded person, Qingwen is just chatting with you," Lin Qingwen smiled like a flower, "Looking at the uprightness of your own daughter, our third girl, I know that you will never do that kind of thing.

Dirty things."

"Hey, who is Sister Qing whispering about me behind my back?"

With a chuckle, the third girl Tanchun walked in with the sisters in the Grand View Garden. Seeing Aunt Zhao in the room, her expression changed, "Auntie is here too? Are you coming to see Sister Qing too?"

"Yes, I came to see Miss Qing. It's time to leave now." Aunt Zhao stood up in a hurry and said goodbye solemnly.

Tan Chun silently glanced at her back, turned around and placed a set of pens and ink on the rosewood table in Qingwen's room.

"Sister Qing, you just moved here and you must be lacking a lot of things. Let me give you some."

"And ours too." Several girls from behind also came forward.

Yingchun brought a set of chess sets, Xichun brought a set of painting sets, and Daiyu and the maid Zijuan brought over a dozen books.

"It seems that I am the most vulgar. They play chess, calligraphy and painting, so I gave this one as a gift." Xue Baochai put down an earthen vase with a smile, with a bright flower in it.

Begonia flowers.

"I think the gift from Sister Bao is the most genuine." Lin Qingwen looked at the vase, her lips slightly curved, "Look, I don't understand any of the books, paintings, or chess of these sisters. I can only understand them.

This flower can still be seen fresh."

What I said is hard to stop people from thinking about.
Chapter completed!