It was already approaching, and the dark and cold sky revealed a glimmer of light. The charcoal fire that had been burned overnight in the pen and the fun www.biquge.info pavilion was reduced to ashes, and as the last trace of residual warmth dissipated, the originally warm room was gradually occupied by the biting cold.

Ye Wushuang waited for a night of anxiety, and finally couldn't stay up anymore, so he fell asleep on the kang table. Her arms hung limply, and the bamboo basket in her hand was knocked over. Inside, there are colorful embroidery threads, and all kinds of unfinished purses are scattered all over the ground.

In fact, she didn't sleep well, and she was terrified by strange nightmares. She wanted to struggle, but she felt that she was bound by something, and she couldn't move at all. She wanted to scream, but she felt that something was blocking her throat, and she couldn't make a sound. She wanted to open her eyes, but she felt that her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them.

Her weak body had been trembling slightly, and for a moment she felt hot and dry, as if she had been burned by a blazing fire. After a while, I felt cold, like falling into an ice cellar. This torment made her very painful, and even when she was asleep, she unconsciously let out a slight moan.

I don't know how long it took, in a trance, Ye Wushuang heard anxious calls in his ears one after another: "Wushuang, Wushuang, wake up quickly......"

This familiar call, like a Sanskrit sound that pulled her out of hell, helped her get rid of the entanglement of nightmares. She opened her eyes suddenly, and Wu Qingfeng's terrifying but anxious face instantly met her eyes.

"You're back......" Ye Wushuang exhaled lightly, trying to sit up. Who knew that as soon as she moved, she felt the world spinning, her whole body was as soft as noodles, and she fell back weakly. Only then did she realize that she had been lying on the bed at some point.

It is said that it is a bed, but in fact, it is just a few wooden planks on the earthen kang. However, her back is a fluffy wolf skin mattress, covered with a soft velvet brocade quilt, which is also extremely soft and comfortable. It's just that now her body is extremely weak. As the weather got colder and colder, even if she slept in a wolfskin mattress, she still felt cold all over.

Wu Qingfeng held her and said distressedly: "Don't move, the doctor said that you were infected with wind and cold." It's just a little bit of the heat, and now I need to get some rest. ”

Ye Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled weakly and bitterly: "No wonder I was drowsy all the time yesterday, and I couldn't do anything." ”

Wu Qingfeng carefully pressed the corners of the quilt on both sides of her shoulders for her, and threw a few pieces of poor black charcoal into the charcoal basin. A pungent smoke rose into the air, choking Ye Wushuang for a long cough.

Wu Qingfeng used to be the son of the Hou Mansion, and with his stepmother's deliberate pampering, his food and clothing were all the best and most exquisite. Even the charcoal fire used for heating in winter is silver charcoal without a trace of smoke.

He'd never done anything to serve people, and he didn't know why there was so much smoke coming out of the black charcoal. Seeing that Ye Wushuang was choked, his face was flushed, and he coughed and wheezing. In a hurry, he actually went to the hot brazier with his bare hands to pick up the black charcoal that was still smoking.

"Don't, cough, cough, cough......" Ye Wushuang was anxious. But she was so weak that she couldn't even climb up, so she could only watch Wu Qingfeng, brutally picking up those culprits from the fire and throwing them on the ground with a fleshy palm.

Wu Qingfeng stepped on the sparks on the black charcoal a few times, and the smoke gradually dissipated. Ye Wushuang finally relieved his breath and stopped coughing and wheezing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Quick, come and I'll take a look, but is it hot?"

Wu Qingfeng secretly clenched his red palm, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I can't hurt it." ”

"No, I don't take a look, don't worry......" Ye Wushuang breathed rapidly, and his voice hoarse from a violent cough carried a persistence that could not be ignored.

"Brother Zhou, the medicine is boiled, cough cough ....." At this moment, Zhou Ping'er on the opposite side walked in cautiously with a bowl of coarse porcelain bowls that were still smoking.

Before she entered the house, she was choked by the smell of smoke in this room, and couldn't help complaining: "Brother Zhou, this black charcoal has a lot of impurities, and you have to set fire to the pond to burn out the green smoke." Look at this smoky fire, not to mention that Sister-in-law Zhou is already frail, even if she is a good person, she can't stand it. ”

She interrupted the siege of Wu Qingfeng, and he hurriedly said: "Miss Ping, please feed her the medicine to drink, and I will clean up the charcoal." He took a basket in his hand, picked up the pieces of black coal, and strode out.

"Hey!" Zhou Ping'er agreed crisply. She walked quickly to the bed, put the porcelain bowl away, and reached out to help Ye Wushuang. There were outsiders there, and Ye Wushuang couldn't insist anymore, so he had to go with him.

Wu Qingfeng squatted next to the fire pit behind the house, because Zhou Ping'er was boiling medicine here before, and at this moment there were still a few thick firewood burning in it. I poured all the charcoal in the basket into it, and puffs of smoke came out again.

Wu Qingfeng wanted to grab the pu fan on the side, but felt a tingling pain in his palm. After a closer look, I found that the place that had been burned red before seemed to have broken skin and yellow water. He suddenly felt a feeling of annoyance in his heart, as if there was a bad breath on his chest, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

He wanted to yell, he wanted to smash everything in front of him, he even wanted to cry out to vent the evil breath in his chest. But as soon as he thought of the sick woman lying in the room, the woman who should have been peerless, but lost everything for him, he lowered his head in despair.

In the past, Wu Qingfeng did not take his identity as the son of the world in his eyes, he always felt that he was a real nobleman, and that should have been his position. So he is reckless, he is extravagant, he is arrogant. He even foolishly beat his own father and committed a great sin of treason.

He didn't know that his place had been secretly coveted, and he foolishly regarded his sweet-mouthed and poisonous stepmother as a relative, and his bitter-mouthed, strict father as an enemy.

He has always been brave and unscrupulous, thinking that his fists can solve all problems. When his heartbroken father asked the emperor for a decree and removed him from the position of son, he knew that he was afraid.

He knelt in front of the Huaiyang Marquis Mansion and wanted to repent and redeem. But I don't know that my cold heart is like the ashes that have been burned. If you want to heat it again, it's simply wishful thinking.

At this point, he should be enlightened, and he should see clearly who is his relatives and who is his enemy. Who knows, he is still confused.

In the following days, Wu Qingfeng used Ye Wushuang's rich savings to buy a small mansion and a few maids and servants outside the city. With a few loyal guards left by his mother, he can still live a life of eating and drinking without worry. He is even dreaming that one day he can become the prince of the Hou Mansion again.

At that time, the two of them had no distractions, raised their eyebrows, and were in deep love, and their lives were really happy. It wasn't until the child in Ye Wushuang's womb was almost eight months old that he whimsically felt that this was the eldest grandson of the Hou Mansion, who should be born in the Hou Mansion and be best cared for. It's just that the Hou Ye didn't want to see him again, so he fainted, and actually found someone to inform his good stepmother.

What did he wait for? What he was waiting for was a fire, and a bunch of deadly killers.

In that chaos, which he still dare not recall, he was disfigured, Ye Wushuang was frightened, and even all their family wealth was wasted in the sea of fire.

When he took her and fled from the fire under the protection of the guards, he saw his kind and gentle stepmother, who even ants did not dare to trample to death. Holding her own flesh and blood, the newly promoted Hou Shizi of Huaiyang, was waiting for him outside the fire.

In the face of his angry questioning, she still looked gentle and loving, but the words she spit out were cold and piercing: "I have endured it for twenty years, just for this moment." I want the world to know that there are also wastes raised by concubines, and concubines can also become nobles. Your mother has been on my head all her life because she is a concubine, and I will never allow her son to press my son for the rest of her life, so you must give way to my son. ”

He was so angry that he really had the heart to kill her. But there are too many killers she brought, and no matter how brave Wu Qingfeng is, he can't withstand the killing of this group of people.

So the guards who had been with him for more than 20 years all died, and Ye Wushuang's two personal maids also died. In the process of escaping for his life, Ye Wushuang was born prematurely. The newborn child didn't even open his eyes, and was snatched away by the killer and chopped alive with a knife.

At that moment, Ye Wushuang fainted, and he was completely chilled.

Although he and Ye Wushuang escaped strangely in the end, he never dared to reveal his real name to the world again, and only lied to his mother that his surname was Zhou. He held his tail like a mouse, and took Ye Wushuang to wander around secretly, surviving his life.

Two months ago, they came to the unfamiliar county of Meiling. Ye Wushuang, who had been holding on, finally collapsed completely, so they had no choice but to choose to settle here temporarily.

Who knew that it hadn't been long since the days of peace and stability had passed, and a group of people actually appeared to perform the flying dance in the name of Ye Wushuang. At that moment, he suspected that it was a trap set by the killers sent by his stepmother, and he was angry and scared. Because Ye Wushuang at this moment was really not suitable for fleeing again, he chose to visit the drunken Red Mansion at night.

Luckily, it's just an oolong. It's just that when he told the young county magistrate that his surname was Zhou, the strange gaze of the county magistrate made him feel a kind of horror that the lie was exposed.

Why did you get to this point? Why did you get mixed up to the point where you didn't even dare to reveal your real name?

Wu Qingfeng clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and after beating his chest dozens of times, he hung down weakly.