In the "previous life", in the years when the country was ruined and the family was ruined, she carried the burden of human skin/mask/endurance and humiliation, and struggled at the bottom of this world. One day, when she was suddenly helpless, lying under Liu Zheng's nose, curled up in the horse pen with a high fever, in the middle of the night, she suddenly heard someone whispering outside the house.

It was the voice of a man who was extremely sad about the vicissitudes of life, and in the silence of the night, he sang a song over and over again, singing it so much that it was enough to make the listener cry. He sang all the loneliness and sorrow in the world, and sang all the hopeless sorrows that he could not return to his hometown. Zhou Rushui had never seen that person, and only learned from the maid next to him that it was a middle-aged gentleman who sang slang songs at night, and on the second day, he was ambushed outside the mansion. And when he died, he was still talking about how to return home, and he also dragged the family emblem of the Zhou royal family in his hand, and they said that he should be the old man of the Zhou family.

"In the past, the sun and the moon were divided. Hao Yun Qi is still a year old. I am alone, and I am a confucius. The worry of the heart, I am not too worried. Remembering the other and the people, cherishing them! Won't they return home? ”

Looking at the scenery outside the car through the curtains, looking at the Lang Jun sister-in-law in brocade clothes, looking at the loyal servant Shuying standing by the car window guarding her, and looking at the tall and majestic south city gate, Zhou Rushui sang in a manrous voice, she was singing, "Thinking back to my past time! The sun and the moon are shining beautifully, when will I be able to return to my hometown? Year after year, who can know how lonely I am in my heart? Life is busy and endless, and my heart is sad. I think of you and me in the old days, and I look back and look back with great earnestness, don't you want to go back to your hometown?

In this song, she seems to have returned to the day when Qin Yuan and Liu's troops broke Ye. On that day, her old mother, who had taken refuge in grief because of her father's immorality and swore not to step into the palace gate again, hurried back from Lan Ruo'an, and she grabbed her wrist and shouted: "My son can lose! He can lose the world! He can lose the lives of me and your father! But my son cannot die! If you die, how can I go down to see my ancestors and ancestors? How can I go to see your brother? If you die, how can you be worthy of me throwing your father in front of the court of violent corpses, and you will not be blind to death? Son, you must live! Even if you live! You are the only one left in the Zhou family, and whoever dies will be innocent! Only you can't! The Zhou family, you are the only one left! Son, remember your mother's words, even if you are reluctant, you will steal your life!"

Who would have thought that at that time, what kind of sadness did she have to live in the world? That day, she was escorted out of the palace among the servants and maids, and she became a dream of Ying wearing people, skins, masks, and masks. And Su Ying replaced her, wearing a person, skin, mask, and mask with the same appearance as her, not only to resist the wind and rain for her, but also to die for her, and to suffer the pain of Ling Chi with thousands of cuts for her......

After Qin Yuan and Liu's annihilation of Zhou, there was no mercy for the Zhou clan, except for Zhou Rushui, who escaped with his life, and Fu Ling, who had already faked his death and escaped, none of them were spared.

She had witnessed the tragic death of her people. Moments before the executioner's execution, the onlookers saw a sudden burst of life among the prisoners, an old woman who had been the supreme queen of the dynasty, but suddenly became the most despicable death row inmate. She laughed wildly with blood on her face, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, shouting: "May I live for the rest of my life, and never give birth to the emperor's family again, I only want peace and smoothness, and I will be a ...... of Kangtai."

Only Zhou Rushui knew that the old woman was not afraid of death and pretending to be crazy, but shouting at her. Her mother was calling her, shouting that even if she was no longer in the emperor's house, she would live. She was still praying, praying that God would make her happy and smooth, and she would be well-being......

In the countless years after that, countless midnight dreams, Zhou Rushui would dream of watching the executioner's blade fall inch by inch, looking at her people, looking at her queen mother, her aunt, looking at Shuying who died for her, and her relatives and friends died without all their bodies. And that day, the stars were dim and the rain was heavy. After the fire, the walls were broken, the palace was burned, the charred ashes flew everywhere, the thunder roared, and the blood flowed like a river.

She bent down to hold it, and blood fell all over the hem of her clothes, and when she looked up, her eyes were dyed red, and so were her hands. Then she turned her head, and the fire continued in the rain, and the sky seemed to be burned to the ground, and at last the red turned to ash, and the ash turned to dead black, like a nightmare that could never be woken up.

She sings about this kind of suffering, she misses her hometown, she is depressed, and she has no power to return to heaven. She wanted to go home but there was no one at home, she wanted to cross the river but there was no boat in the river. The mind cannot be spoken, and the wheel of the intestine turns. Her home is gone, her country is gone, she is more embarrassed than the small people, the world is so big, there is no place to return.

However, the past is like a cloud, and it is a hundred years old in the blink of an eye. Now, she is back, she has finally returned to her hometown! Thinking of this, Zhou Rushui couldn't help but feel sad, and her voice was full of poignant.

It's a death from people!

Wang Yuxi's smile slowly condensed on his lips, he looked at Zhou Rushui, and his eyes couldn't help but sink.

In this world, how many people think of him with blue eyes? Among these people, there are not a few people who are vassals and elegant and delusional that everyone knows the world in order to promote their own fame. But if you want to sing for him on the street, and even sing in a vulgar minor key, only this Zhou Tianjiao is in front of him.

As everyone knows, country tunes are mostly vulgar, and they are only sung among ordinary pawns and women. There are very few singers among the big families, and they are even more disdainful. Zhou Tianjiao has always been raised in the deep palace, how can she sing such a slang song? Even if she really likes it, why is she so sad and almost broken?

She is the only daughter of King Zhou, and she has been pampered since she was a child. Even if the former crown prince Luo He died early, she became ill with grief and could not afford to fall ill. But it's not like this, there is no sorrow for not being able to return home, right?

Don't?

Wang Yuxi frowned, his dark and clear eyes looked at Zhou Rushui, and suddenly, he took the yaoqin and plucked the strings.

The melodious sound of the piano is accompanied by Zhou Rushui's singing, which is extremely pleasant and desolate, just like a flower has withered, desolate and desolate, bleak as a vegetarian.

Zhou Rushui's shallow singing, with the unhurried piano sound, like a lonely wanderer falling into the rolling long stream, drifting, but never to the end. In the end, the wanderer's bone-like body was reflected in the bleak crimson of the setting sun, as bright as blood, full of sorrow, and hopeless.

It's just a song, but it's like crying and complaining, causing people to cry.