Chapter 2 Awareness

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaolian's concerned voice pulled Xinyou back from the empty scene. She did not answer Xiaolian's words, but turned her head slightly and scanned the people in the room one by one.

The old lady with red eyes, the eldest lady Qiao with a concerned face, the second wife Zhu with pity in her eyes, the frowning girl in the red dress, the girl in an apricot shirt with lowered eyes and pursed lips, the girl in pink with an indistinguishable expression,

And the curious girl standing next to Zhu.

Xin You took another look at Duan Wenbai, the second master, who had not said much since he entered the house to clarify the situation. A chill came over his heart: Kou Qingqing's fall from the cliff might not have been an accident.

"Qingqing?" the old lady shouted in confusion.

Xin You rubbed the center of his eyebrows and explained casually: "I suddenly felt a sting in my eyes just now."

She knew when she was very young that her eyes were different from others. She would see something bad happen to a person without any warning, such as a sprained foot, a bump on the head, or... an accident.

Death. Of course, you can't see the same person every time, but when you see more people, it's not unusual for this kind of horrifying scene to appear suddenly, which is enough to make her panic from the beginning to later.

of calmness.

"It's been hard on you these past two days." The old lady patted the back of Xin You's hand gently, motioned to Xiao Lian to help her up, and continued to carry her to Kou Qingqing's residence with the strong woman on her back.

The plain muslin blue curtain swayed and gradually returned to calm.

The old lady then looked at her concubine Duan Wenbai and asked in a deep voice: "Has Qing Qing really lost her memory?"

Mrs. Qiao nodded while listening: "Thank you, doctor."

"The clothes are scratched. This one is from Grandpa Wang's daughter who got married in his early years."

Xin You nodded and pointed to the dressing table: "Bring me a mirror."

Xiaolian stretched out her hand to untie Xinyou's coat and wondered: "These are not the clothes you wore that day."

"Sister Xiaolian, the medicine is ready." A little maid stood at the door and shouted.

A cold hand held her wrist, and the voice from behind was also cold: "Where are you going?"

The servants of Wan Qingju came out to welcome Xin You into the house.

Xiaolian turned around slowly with a pale face. Looking at the face that was exactly the same as her own girl's, it was as if she had seen a ghost. She said in a trembling voice, "I, I'm going to tell the old lady!"

A beautifully carved canopy bed is hung with a plain gauze curtain, and there is a white background with blue flower embroidery on the bedside. The dressing table against the wall is slightly empty, and the blue and white short vase in front of the window is filled with gardenias. Perhaps it is

In the past two days, Kou Qingqing had an accident and the maid had no intention of changing. The white gardenias had become wilted and turned yellow.

Xiaolian's tone was a little hesitant: "It's not bad, it's just... more polite."

The doctor was a female doctor in her forties. She carefully examined Xinyou's injuries and explained the situation to Mrs. Qiao: "The girl has many bruises on her body, but fortunately they are not serious. Application of medicine on time will not leave scars.

However, the girl's heart has been shocked and she needs to rest for a long time..."

Xin You naturally did not refuse.

The panic in Xiaolian's eyes almost overflowed, and she trembled her lips and asked, "Who are you?"

"Maybe I bumped my head and didn't recognize the person."

Xin You lay quietly on her mother-in-law's back and looked at her surroundings.

It's not a dazzle, it's a drop-shaped birthmark!

Xin You noticed something strange and turned her head to look at Xiao Lian.

After walking through the veranda, rockery and green bamboos, you will reach a small courtyard after passing through two moon cave doors. This is Kou Qingqing's residence, named Wanqing Residence.

Her girl has no birthmark at all on her shoulder!

"Why do you look the same as my girl? Where is my girl?" Xiaolian was flustered, turned around and ran away.

Sure enough, I heard Xiaolian whisper: "The eldest lady is always serious, but this is the first time that I have seen her so close to a girl."

The old lady looked bored and waved her hands to let everyone disperse.

Xin You raised her eyebrows slightly: "So, the eldest lady has not treated me well in the past?"

Regardless of why these people recognized the wrong person or what kind of crisis Kou Qingqing faced, she had to take good care of herself first before she could have the energy to deal with it.

"My girl must have been in so much pain at that time. If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone hiking..." Xiaolian thought sadly, her gentle wiping movements suddenly stopped, and her eyes were glued to Xinyou's shoulder.

The strong aroma of the medicine completely washed away the remaining gardenia fragrance in the room. Xin You took a deep breath and drank the medicine.

Xiaolian heated up the food taken from the big kitchen on the small stove and served Xinyou to eat it. Then she directed the little maid to fetch a basin of hot water: "Girl, you are still injured and cannot take a bath. My maid will give it to you first."

Wipe yourself down."

Mrs. Qiao bowed slightly and said, "Don't worry, my daughter-in-law, please don't worry."

Fatigue came over him, and when Xinyou woke up again, it was already dark.

Xin You was the first to feel that this dormitory was too plain for a sixteen-year-old girl.

When Duan Wenbai came back with Xin You, he sent someone back to the house to report the news. This is why all the masters of the house gathered at the old lady's place.

Xiaolian knew that the girl didn't remember anything, so she took the initiative and said: "This mirror was bought from the capital on your tenth birthday. You liked it then and played with it every day..."

Xin You's eyes fell on the mirror handle. The rosewood handle with carved flowers and birds could be seen showing signs of age.

"Really?" Xin You murmured, staring intently at her face in the mirror.

Xiaolian blinked hard and wiped the water droplets back and forth with a warm hand towel, but the red that fell on her shoulders seemed to become more vivid after being rubbed.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, her nose is red and her lips are red, these are clearly her features.

Before she could observe more, the eldest lady came in with the doctor.

Xiaolian walked over and opened the drawer, took out a palm-sized mirror and returned it to Xin You. It was actually a glass mirror that could illuminate people clearly. Although it was small, it was definitely worth a lot of money.

The girl's shoulders are round and white, with a red drop of water standing out.

At that time, the female doctor was explaining the matter, and Xiaolian was distracted by looking at Mrs. Qiao. There must be a reason.

The handkerchief fell into the basin, causing a splash of water. Xiaolian suddenly took a step back with a look of horror on her face.

Xiaolian hurried out and quickly came in with a bowl of concoction.

She had not bathed for several days, and she already felt sticky and uncomfortable.

When Mrs. Qiao left with the female doctor and there was no one else around, Xinyou asked Xiaolian: "The eldest lady was talking to me just now, why did you look at her several times?"

The old lady's expression was difficult to distinguish between happiness and anger. She was silent for a moment and sighed: "It's good that everything is fine. Mrs. Qiao, please worry more about Qingqing. Let me know if anything happens after the doctor's consultation."

The female doctor wrote down the prescription and told Xiaolian how to prepare the medicine. Qiao sat down on the embroidered pillar and comforted Xinyou softly: "Just follow the doctor's instructions and take the medicine on time. If you need anything, just tell your aunt..."

"Then what?" Xin You asked calmly.

"Then?" Xiaolian was confused and incoherent, "Then I'll arrest you monster and find my girl!"

The hand holding Xiaolian's wrist loosened.

"Go ahead."
Chapter completed!