Memories always come flooding back when you are caught off guard.

Those things that seemed to have been forgotten for a long time always came to mind inadvertently, and Fu'an once again remembered that when he first saw his youth, he stood by the bridge like this, letting the howling north wind lift his clothes.

And there seemed to be a sadness in his eyes that was so rich that it couldn't be dissolved, but despite this, those eyes were still clear and transparent.

Therefore, Fu'an believes that no matter what the young man's background is and what kind of past he has, he must be a person with a pure heart.

Even though he knew that the young man was a foreigner who had long been exiled, Fu'an still let the young man stay by his side, trusted the young man, and entrusted him with important tasks.

He knows that if he is not of my kind, his heart will be different.

But he trusts his vision more.

And then what......

Fu An clenched his hands slightly.

Later youth, it seems, apart from hatred, no longer has any obsessions.

......

It has been more than a month since the little girl came from the execution ground.

The little girl was smart and well-behaved, quiet and docile, and was deeply pitied by Fu'an, and Fu'an couldn't bear to hurt such a young girl, so since that day, she has never mentioned murder again.

He raised the little girl in the general's mansion.

On that day, when Fu'an walked through the courtyard, he saw the little girl standing here.

The young man stood aside, clasped his hands, and looked with great interest at the little girl he had rescued from the execution ground.

He was the murderer who ruined the little girl's family, but there was no guilt in his eyes, not even pity, just some interest.

And in the young man's hand, he was holding a delicate and delicate knife.

He didn't mind killing the little girl at all.

Even though he brought it back from the execution ground, his attitude towards the little girl was so careless, and the little girl regarded him as a hero, always following him, and everything he said was taken as the truth, and he was listened to and believed.

So Fu'an asked him, "What kind of ecstasy did you give this little girl?"

The young man tilted his head, and suddenly remembered that on the other side of the coast, there was also a little girl who had been thinking about him day and night, and after pursing his lips slightly, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Probably I was born to like little girls." ”

There is always no shortage of little girls around him.

Fu An reached out and took out the delicate knife from his arms, held it in his hand for a moment, and asked as if nothing was this, "What is this?"

"As you can see. ”

"What are you going to do with it?"

The young man looked at the little girl not far away, and his tone was calm, without any ups and downs: "Kill her." ”

Fu An clenched his fingers tightly: "Are you crazy?!"

It was just a simple and ignorant little girl.

Can the young man do it?

"Isn't this exactly what the general ordered?" the young man smiled, although there was a veil to cover it, but the calm smile under the eyebrows was still difficult to hide, and the originally clear and transparent eyes seemed to have an almost demonic color.

Fu An threw the knife on the ground fiercely, and his voice was fierce: "If something happens to her, I will never let you go!"

Master and servant for many years, the two have never had an argument, this is the first time.

The loud and lustful Fu'an was scaring the little girl who came over.

The little girl shrank behind the young man, carefully revealing half of her head, and looked at Fu'an, as if Fu'an was some kind of flood beast.

Seeing that Fu'an's gaze fell on herself, the little girl gently tugged at the corner of the young man's clothes: "Brother, ......" There was even a crying voice in her voice.

But the young man didn't look at the little girl, but just raised his eyes to look at Fu'an, and his smile was playful and strange: "You scared her." ”

Fu'an glared at the young man, picked up the delicate knife again, leaned over slightly, put the knife into the little girl's hand, and said gently and peacefully: "Take the knife, if he wants to harm you in the future, I will use this to kill him." ”

But the little girl didn't answer.

The knife naturally fell to the ground.

For a moment, the atmosphere froze slightly.

But immediately, the young man's voice came, sweeping away the frozen atmosphere: "Do you know what the name of this knife is?"

As he spoke, the young man picked up the knife again.

Fu An and the little girl did not answer, so the young man said to himself: "This knife has a name, called the Beauty Blade." ”

The blade is delicate and exquisite, very beautiful and exquisite, and it is called by "beauty", which is reasonable and complements each other.

The young man put the beauty blade into the little girl's hand, and this time the little girl caught it, and she looked up at the young man in a little confusion.

The young man just smiled lightly: "If you kill General Fu'an with a beauty blade one day, think about it, even if he knows that it is a banquet poison, he will definitely drink to quench his thirst, and he will be as happy as food." ”

Drink to quench your thirst, and be as sweet as food.

The young man didn't know why Fu'an would take care of a young and ignorant little girl, but even if the little girl was so alienated from him, Fu'an was still gentle and soft, and the rare gentleness was given to the young and innocent little girl.

It was Fu'an who gave the little girl a new name, a new place, a new life, and a new beginning.

If there is no comfort, there will be no new life for the little girl.

But the little girl only thought about the young man who had brought her from the execution ground, and there was no one else the little girl trusted except the young man.

It was a torrential rain that day, and the wind and rain were beating on the window.

The little girl shrunk and hid under the bed, watching the men, women and children of the family being dragged out one by one, she could only curl up and try not to make any noise.

It was Uncle Li, who had taken care of the little girl since she was a child, who hid her under the bed, and he said in a choked voice: "Yuying, you have to hide, no matter who comes, don't make a sound, you must take care of yourself." ”

"When the officials leave, you go out quietly, don't be discovered by others, there are still a few silver tickets under the bedboard, you go to Changning County to join your second uncle, you must remember ......"

The words were not finished.

But the officials who came to raid the house had already rushed in.

The officials stepped forward to drag Uncle Li away, but because Uncle Li struggled for half a minute, some officials impatiently raised their knives and slashed at Uncle Li.

moment

Bloody.

The little girl Yuying was still hiding under the bed, and as far as the eye could see, there were only the legs of Uncle Li and the officials.

Because it was a rainy day, the officials were all wearing long boots, silver and shiny, and there was a clattering sound when they stepped on the ground.

Blood was spilled on the ground.

Then, Yuying saw Uncle Li's face.

It's just that the face that has always been gentle and loving was distorted in an instant, and the face was full of pain, hatred, and endless sadness.

Uncle Li fell to the ground, struggling to reach out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but he could only wave it indiscriminately and couldn't touch anything.

Slowly, slowly......

Uncle Li didn't move.

Yuying raised her hand to hide her face, but she still couldn't suppress her desperate scream.

It is precisely because of this that Yuying, who was hiding under the bed, was discovered by the officials, who kicked open the bed board, and without the slightest pity for the jade, dragged the pear blossom with the rain Yuying out and threw it in the car.

Yuying was dragged to the execution ground by the officials.

Yu Ying saw one after another relatives being dragged to the execution ground for execution, the executioner's face was cold, probably accustomed to this, and when the knife fell from his hand, his head fell to the ground.

Watch the heads of relatives roll down from the execution table.

Yuying cried heartbreakingly at first, but gradually, the cry gradually became hoarse, and she only watched the execution numbly.

Watching the people around me die one by one.

Soon after, Yuying will also be dragged to the execution ground.

The wind whimpered, the heavy rain was overcast, the wind swept in, the boundless coldness soaked into her heart, and Yuying didn't even have the strength to cry.

But then.

A pair of hands appeared in front of Yuying's eyes.

It is fair and slender, with well-defined bones.

Yuying raised her head blankly, standing in front of her was a young man with a veil covering his face, his eyes were like a dry well, unchanged for eternity, unable to make any waves, but still stretched out his hand to Yuying.

Is he here to save her......?

After a brief silence, Yuying raised her hand and took the young man's hand.

So the young man picked up Yuying and walked out.

The young man's body was also soaked by the rain, but for some reason, Yuying felt unprecedented warmth on the young man's body, even though the young man's face was cold and did not say a word, but Yuying still held the corner of the young man's clothes tightly and refused to let go.

It was the only ray of sunshine on a bleak and ignorant day.

Like a person struggling in the water and about to drown, he suddenly grabbed a piece of ice floe, even if the ice floe was fine and cold, but it was still clenched in his hand.

Later, Yuying lived in the General's Mansion.

Yuying knew that it was General Fu'an of the General's Mansion who gave her everything for her new life, but in Yuying's heart, if there was no youth, there would be no Yuying.

But the young man's attitude has always been cold and alienated, and he doesn't want to get too close to her, and Fu'an takes good care of her, as a general who has always galloped on the battlefield, but he has a rare gentleness when facing Yuying.

It's just that......

Yuying has always refused to approach Fu'an.

The only thing she thinks about is youth.

The promenade is tortuous, and the night is as cool as water.

Yuying Huo Ran woke up.

She dreamed again and again of the tragic image of her family being destroyed, and she sat up suddenly, her pupils constricted, and her heart beat wildly.

Riddled with nightmares.

On the side, someone gently held Yuying's hand, and his voice was gentle and peaceful: "It's okay, don't be afraid." ”

It seems to have the power to calm people's hearts.

Yuying was a little relieved, she threw herself into the man's arms, choked up, and said, "Don't you go...... Stay with me ......"

She thought that the person in front of her was a young man.

But there was no veil on the man's face, but he just held Yuying in his arms and whispered comfortingly, every word, gentle as water.

It's soothing.

Outside the door, the young man clasped his hands and leaned on the edge of the door, and after Fu'an comforted Yuying to sleep, the young man asked.

"Why is it so good to her?"

There are so many people in the general's mansion, and I have never seen Fu'an so close to anyone and care, Yuying is just the daughter of the governor, not to mention that the governor has died in Huangquan, it is not worth Fu'an's own efforts and care.

Fu An didn't answer, but walked out of the room, and he asked rhetorically, "Why are you so cold to her?"

The young man smiled, his voice calm and calm, and said, "I hurt her whole family, and I still don't need her?"

There is no guilt or anxiety.

Settle down.

There was a silver and white moonlight sprinkled, reflecting the sparse shadow of the grass and trees, and Fu'an's back was a little thin, he turned his head slightly, looked at the young man, and said, "She can't have an accident." ”

"Something happened...... What will happen?" asked the young man in a leisurely and methodical manner, "will you kill me?"

Fu'an strode forward.

The young man pursed his lips.

And then ......

On that day, when Yuying was flipping through the file, she was looking through the testimony of the governor's treason case, and she knew that back then, the case was handed over to Fu Anquan to be responsible, so-

The culprit who ruined Yuying's family was Fu'an.

This is Yuying's judgment from the few lines on the file.

Yuying suddenly felt a cramp in her heart.

She read every word of the dossier, as if to imprint its contents in her mind.

After reading it, Yuying put the file back in its place, grasped the beauty blade that the young man had given to Yuying, and walked towards the pacification place.

Today's Yuying is no longer the little girl she was at the beginning, she has become a slim girl, her face is like peach blossoms with dew, and her body is like snow.

She walked slowly to Fu'an's side.

Fu'an was defenseless against Yuying, and even smiled gently, as if there was a gentleness strong enough to melt people.

Yuying had already clenched the beauty blade in her hand.

She suddenly remembered the young man's words.

"If one day you kill General Fu'an with a beauty blade, think about it, even if he knows that it is a banquet poison, he must be drinking to quench his thirst, and he will be as happy as food. ”

Originally......

Is that what it means?

Yu Ying took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and raised her hand to stab the beauty blade into Fu An's heart.

She struggled, hesitated, and remorseful.

But in any case, for so many years, there have always been nightmares that linger, and when she closed her eyes, she could remember that Uncle Li was standing by the bedside, talking to her, but was pierced through the heart by the official who broke in.

She lives to get revenge.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you get a grievance.

She just wanted to make the people of the year pay, she clenched the beauty blade in her hand, without any hesitation, and stabbed fiercely into Fu'an's heart.

At that moment, there seemed to be relief.

But more than that, there is a deep sense of powerlessness.

Yuying was wondering, if she killed Fu'an, how would the youth react? As a guard by Fu'an's side, if the young man saw Fu'an die because of her, he would definitely ......

Kill her.

But I don't want the youth to see it.

She only didn't want the young man to think she was a murderer.

I don't want to......

Died at the hands of youth.

But Yuying still did it.

The moment Fu'an saw the beauty blade in Yuying's hand, he already understood, but Fu'an didn't restrain Yuying.

In Fu'an's heart, Yuying is like a young sister in the family.

That was a long time ago.

At that time, Fu'an was not a general of Fu'an, he was just the eldest son in the Zhenguo General's Mansion, and lived with his parents in Anzhou, next to Yannan Pass.

In the Zhenguo General's Mansion, in addition to Fu'an, there is also a little girl, and the little girl is the ** of the General Zhenguo.

But in the eyes of General Zhenguo, there is only one person in Fu'an, even if the little girl works hard, but after all, it is not as good as Fu'an, who can make contributions, and the little girl is dispensable in terms of General Zhenguo.

The little girl seemed to be a shadow following Fu'an.

On that day, the beams of the house suddenly collapsed.

The beams collapsed, the entrance was blocked, and the little girl and Fu'an were trapped here, waiting for General Zhenguo to come to the rescue.

In the dim space, Fu'an couldn't see anything, he barely groped for his surroundings, and asked loudly and anxiously, "Where are you?"

The little girl sobbed and said, "Brother, I was smashed to ...... I can't move......"

Fu Anxin was anxious and uneasy, and followed the sound to find the little girl, but the space was closed, so dim that there was no light, he could only reach out and grope, but he felt a wet and sticky water trace on the little girl's body.

After being stunned for a moment, Fu'an suddenly realized.

This is the blood of the little girl.

The little girl was crying, and because of the pain, it was difficult to say a complete sentence, so she could only grasp the sleeve of her coat.

Fu'an could only hold the little girl, but there was nothing he could do.

"It's okay...... It's okay......"

He comforted the little girl so much, but more than that, it was a lie to deceive himself.

How can this be okay?!

I don't know how long it took, General Zhenguo finally came with people, the servants dug up the room, and finally a glimmer of light leaked in from the outside, and Fu'an finally saw the little girl who fell in his arms, covered in blood.

But General Zhenguo turned a blind eye to this, and seemed to have only one person in his eyes, so he strode forward and said, "How are you?

General Zhenguo's eyes fell on Fu'an's body, and he didn't even glance at the little girl out of the corner of his eye.

Fu'an hugged the little girl in her arms, and her voice couldn't stop trembling: "Sister...... Help her......"

General Zhenguo didn't seem to care about this, but just casually summoned a servant to take the little girl away.

The little girl's leg was hit by a beam.

She didn't die, she just couldn't stand up again.

The doctor said that the little girl would never be able to stand up again in her life.

Fu'an refused to believe it, he asked the general of Zhenguo loudly: "Anzhou is full of incompetent quacks, and my father is the general of Zhenguo, why don't you invite the imperial doctors in the capital to come?!"

General Zhenguo just said lightly: "She is not qualified." ”

It's just a little girl, so why waste financial and material resources on her? You can't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and serve the country, nor can you go to the court to offer advice and advice.

There is no need for treatment.

In a word, Fu'an's heart is cold.

He took care of the little girl day and night, giving her half of his life's tenderness, and the little girl has been working hard, unwilling to drag others down.

All the doctors in Anju said that the little girl could no longer stand up.

But the little girl stood up.

Although she still limped when she walked, she could still stand up on her own, but the little girl was still crying and refused to get close to comfort.

"It's okay......" Fu Anxin was complicated and indescribable, he held the little girl in his arms and said, "It will be fine in the future." ”

The little girl just cried and said, "The thing I hate the most is you......"

She pushed Fu'an away.

"Why have you always been like this...... You are good at reading, good at writing, horseback riding, archery, martial arts, everything, that's why my father likes you so much and values you so much......"

"Why wasn't it you who was smashed that day......"

"If so, my father would have given me a second look, wouldn't he? No, he would have ignored me......