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The boy looked at Min Rui, who was dying on the bed. He felt more and more uncomfortable looking at the drawer under the desk that the young master never let him touch.
If I went to the jade temple this time and didn't meet the eldest lady of the dealer, maybe the young master wouldn't be like this at all.
It is clear that there is still a year and a half to survive.
Min stopped in the side hall, looked at the witch doctor who had checked the blood and asked, "how? Can there be poisoning or other signs?"
The witch doctor shook his head: "it's not poisoning, but because the young master's internal organs are rotting and the blood vomited is such a color.
He is terminally ill and unable to return to heaven. "
Min Zhihang slapped on the table: "good, why does the internal organs rot?"
How painful it should be!
The witch doctor shook his head: "I can't see why. It probably has something to do with the body of the young master. He has been taking medicine for many years. It's three parts of medicine. His internal organs can't bear it."
Min Zhihang raised his hand to cover his face and became more and more sad.
At night, the intermittent cough overflowed from the bedroom, and the voice became weaker and weaker.
Min Rui opened his eyes and looked at the top of the tent. His sight had become blurred, but there was only red in front of him. In his ears were the sound of gongs and drums and suona.
Ten li red makeup, red sedan chair and red wedding dress were what Zhuang Xiaoyu looked like when he was carried into min mansion.
Their bedrooms were covered with red silk, their beds were covered with bright red mandarin duck quilts, and Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips were painted red like mature pomegranate seeds.
"Xiao Yu." Min Rui's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't make any sound.
Min Zhihang sat by the bed and held min Rui's hand tightly: "rui'er, rui'er, what are you talking about?"
The boy knelt on the ground and cried heartbroken.
The watchman sounded.
Zi Shi, the young master of Min mansion, Hong!
Overnight, the interior and lintel of Min's house were all hung with white silk cloth. Mourning flags were placed outside the mourning hall. All large and small aristocratic families and priest's house received posts from min's family.
When min Rui was alive, he was known as a modest gentleman with noble temperament. Although he was thin, he wrote books and learned, was kind and charitable, won the hearts of the people and was loved by everyone.
Although I knew for a long time that the son of the aristocratic family could not live beyond his thirties, he died so young. He was still full of regret and regret.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was playing chess when she received the news of Min Rui's death. When the housekeeper handed the post to her, she still couldn't believe it.
At least you can endure for a few more months. How can you die suddenly?
When Zhuang Xiaoyu confirmed that Min Rui was really dead, her eyes turned white, the chess pieces in her hand rolled to the ground, and she fell back straight, so she fainted.
Almost a day after min Rui's death, Qin Wuyan, who handled internal affairs in the conference hall, got the news of Min Rui's death.
He sat at the table, put down his Langhao pen, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, with a disappointed face.
So he sat until dawn, but for the first time, he didn't go out of the priest's house, but continued to stay in the priest's house.
When he learned that the housekeeper had informed Zhuang Xiaoyu of the news, Qin Wuyan hurried to the bedroom from the conference hall. He saw that there was chaos in the bedroom, and Zhuang Xiaoyu fell in the breast of the nursing mother.
The blood in Qin Wuyan's body suddenly rushed straight to his head. He strode forward, hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu who fainted, put him on the bed and pinched her
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The boy looked at Min Rui, who was dying on the bed. He felt more and more uncomfortable looking at the drawer under the desk that the young master never let him touch.
If I went to the jade temple this time and didn't meet the eldest lady of the dealer, maybe the young master wouldn't be like this at all.
It is clear that there is still a year and a half to survive.
Min stopped in the side hall, looked at the witch doctor who had checked the blood and asked, "how? Can there be poisoning or other signs?"
The witch doctor shook his head: "it's not poisoning, but because the young master's internal organs are rotting and the blood vomited is such a color.
He is terminally ill and unable to return to heaven. "
Min Zhihang slapped on the table: "good, why does the internal organs rot?"
How painful it should be!
The witch doctor shook his head: "I can't see why. It probably has something to do with the body of the young master. He has been taking medicine for many years. It's three parts of medicine. His internal organs can't bear it."
Min Zhihang raised his hand to cover his face and became more and more sad.
At night, the intermittent cough overflowed from the bedroom, and the voice became weaker and weaker.
Min Rui opened his eyes and looked at the top of the tent. His sight had become blurred, but there was only red in front of him. In his ears were the sound of gongs and drums and suona.
Ten li red makeup, red sedan chair and red wedding dress were what Zhuang Xiaoyu looked like when he was carried into min mansion.
Their bedrooms were covered with red silk, their beds were covered with bright red mandarin duck quilts, and Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips were painted red like mature pomegranate seeds.
"Xiao Yu." Min Rui's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't make any sound.
Min Zhihang sat by the bed and held min Rui's hand tightly: "rui'er, rui'er, what are you talking about?"
The boy knelt on the ground and cried heartbroken.
The watchman sounded.
Zi Shi, the young master of Min mansion, Hong!
Overnight, the interior and lintel of Min's house were all hung with white silk cloth. Mourning flags were placed outside the mourning hall. All large and small aristocratic families and priest's house received posts from min's family.
When min Rui was alive, he was known as a modest gentleman with noble temperament. Although he was thin, he wrote books and learned, was kind and charitable, won the hearts of the people and was loved by everyone.
Although I knew for a long time that the son of the aristocratic family could not live beyond his thirties, he died so young. He was still full of regret and regret.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was playing chess when she received the news of Min Rui's death. When the housekeeper handed the post to her, she still couldn't believe it.
At least you can endure for a few more months. How can you die suddenly?
When Zhuang Xiaoyu confirmed that Min Rui was really dead, her eyes turned white, the chess pieces in her hand rolled to the ground, and she fell back straight, so she fainted.
Almost a day after min Rui's death, Qin Wuyan, who handled internal affairs in the conference hall, got the news of Min Rui's death.
He sat at the table, put down his Langhao pen, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, with a disappointed face.
So he sat until dawn, but for the first time, he didn't go out of the priest's house, but continued to stay in the priest's house.
When he learned that the housekeeper had informed Zhuang Xiaoyu of the news, Qin Wuyan hurried to the bedroom from the conference hall. He saw that there was chaos in the bedroom, and Zhuang Xiaoyu fell in the breast of the nursing mother.
The blood in Qin Wuyan's body suddenly rushed straight to his head. He strode forward, hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu who fainted, put him on the bed and pinched her
The boy looked at Min Rui, who was dying on the bed. He felt more and more uncomfortable looking at the drawer under the desk that the young master never let him touch.If I went to the jade temple this time and didn't meet the eldest lady of the dealer, maybe the young master wouldn't be like this at all.It is clear that there is still a year and a half to survive.Min stopped in the side hall, looked at the witch doctor who had checked the blood and asked, "how? Can there be poisoning or other signs?"The witch doctor shook his head: "it's not poisoning, but because the young master's internal organs are rotting and the blood vomited is such a color.He is terminally ill and unable to return to heaven. "Min Zhihang slapped on the table: "good, why does the internal organs rot?"How painful it should be!The witch doctor shook his head: "I can't see why. It probably has something to do with the body of the young master. He has been taking medicine for many years. It's three parts of medicine. His internal organs can't bear it."Min Zhihang raised his hand to cover his face and became more and more sad.At night, the intermittent cough overflowed from the bedroom, and the voice became weaker and weaker.Min Rui opened his eyes and looked at the top of the tent. His sight had become blurred, but there was only red in front of him. In his ears were the sound of gongs and drums and suona.Ten li red makeup, red sedan chair and red wedding dress were what Zhuang Xiaoyu looked like when he was carried into min mansion.Their bedrooms were covered with red silk, their beds were covered with bright red mandarin duck quilts, and Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips were painted red like mature pomegranate seeds."Xiao Yu." Min Rui's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't make any sound.Min Zhihang sat by the bed and held min Rui's hand tightly: "rui'er, rui'er, what are you talking about?"The boy knelt on the ground and cried heartbroken.The watchman sounded.Zi Shi, the young master of Min mansion, Hong!Overnight, the interior and lintel of Min's house were all hung with white silk cloth. Mourning flags were placed outside the mourning hall. All large and small aristocratic families and priest's house received posts from min's family.When min Rui was alive, he was known as a modest gentleman with noble temperament. Although he was thin, he wrote books and learned, was kind and charitable, won the hearts of the people and was loved by everyone.Although I knew for a long time that the son of the aristocratic family could not live beyond his thirties, he died so young. He was still full of regret and regret.Zhuang Xiaoyu was playing chess when she received the news of Min Rui's death. When the housekeeper handed the post to her, she still couldn't believe it.At least you can endure for a few more months. How can you die suddenly?When Zhuang Xiaoyu confirmed that Min Rui was really dead, her eyes turned white, the chess pieces in her hand rolled to the ground, and she fell back straight, so she fainted.Almost a day after min Rui's death, Qin Wuyan, who handled internal affairs in the conference hall, got the news of Min Rui's death.He sat at the table, put down his Langhao pen, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, with a disappointed face.So he sat until dawn, but for the first time, he didn't go out of the priest's house, but continued to stay in the priest's house.When he learned that the housekeeper had informed Zhuang Xiaoyu of the news, Qin Wuyan hurried to the bedroom from the conference hall. He saw that there was chaos in the bedroom, and Zhuang Xiaoyu fell in the breast of the nursing mother.The blood in Qin Wuyan's body suddenly rushed straight to his head. He strode forward, hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu who fainted, put him on the bed and pinched her
