"Girl, you're awake!"

That night, the woman jumped on the second floor of the workshop, and expected that it was reasonable to hurt her legs, compared to being caught on the spot by the people who were about to arrive in the room, the pain in her legs was nothing, but if she broke her legs and couldn't escape, it was destined by God, and the woman just accepted her fate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But when the woman actually jumped, there was another thing that she didn't expect. Because the woman instinctively protected her legs when she fell into the grass, she lay on her side, and her head hit the hard stone hidden in the grass. The woman immediately felt that a warm liquid was flowing out, but the escape time was in a hurry, and every minute and second of delay could be fatal, so the woman had to cover her wounds and limp while escaping.

When she reached a hundred zhang away, the woman felt a dazzling headache from the wound, guessing that the injury on her head may have worsened, and a black gauze floated out of nowhere in front of her eyes, and the scenery on the road became more and more blurry and unreal, the yarn floated more and more, and the accumulation became thicker and thicker, and finally, the woman couldn't support it, and fell to the ground and fainted.

"Girl, you're awake. It was replaced by a kind old man's voice.

The woman's eyes opened slightly, barely allowing the sunlight to leak in through the shabby thatched window.

"Girl, are you better?" the owner of the voice changed back to the old woman.

The woman's bloody clothes were gone, and she was dressed in the coarse linen clothes of a peasant girl, and was now lying on a small bed in a corner of the thatched hut made of mud and tiles.

"I ...... How did I end up here?"

"Yesterday, you fainted in the bamboo forest on Xiulin Street, and my old man happened to pass by on a watch, so he brought you back. ”

"Xiulin Street, Bamboo Forest, Me...... Where is this?"

The two elders of the peasant family glanced at each other, and the peasant woman smiled and said, "This is my home." ”

The woman suddenly realized that the old man and the old woman in front of her were a little unusual, the two of them were dressed in coarse cloth shirts, with cotton and linen trousers, and the furnishings in the house were structured, which seemed to be the houses of the Han people!

The woman vaguely remembered that she jumped out of the window and escaped, and said, "Oh...... Did you get me back?"

"Exactly, the old man brought you back, and you had blood on your forehead, but it frightened me. The old man said that this girl is still angry, we think that it is always a human life, and we go to the doctor overnight, don't say it, it is really spiritual, two pairs of medicines go down, and the girl will wake up. The old woman was happy, and the old man nodded and smiled.

"Uncle and aunt's life-saving grace is like a parent's reconstruction. Please bow down to the little woman. The woman quickly got up and got out of bed to bow down, but was firmly pressed back to the bed by the old woman. This old woman looks like she is over fifty years old and a little old, but her skin and flesh are full of farm work, and her strength is amazing.

"Oh, girl, what are you doing, don't dare to be, don't dare to be. It's just a coincidence, it's all fate. The old woman said, folded the woman's hands in the palm of her hand and patted it again.

"Yes, yes, fate, fate. The old man happily agreed.

The old woman took the woman's hand back into the quilt and said, "The neighbors all call me Aunt Wang, this is Uncle Wang." Girl, what's your name, and where are you from?"

"I'm ......" The woman looked out of the window with a blurred look, as if she was trying to recall something and seemed to be looking for something, and the heavy snow in her mind seemed to be a world away, like waking up from a dream, and she whispered, "Call me the first dream." ”

"Where's home?"

"In ...... ...... of the North"

"Is there anyone in the family who doesn't?"

"I don't know ......"

The old woman sighed and said regretfully: "It's really pitiful. The north is now in chaos, looking at this pitiful little appearance, it must be frightened by the fleeing. ”

The woman didn't refute, but just responded with a gloomy look and a "hmm".

The old woman put on a smile and seemed to be a little too happy. She seemed to love the first dream in her heart, looked at the delicate face of the first dream and admired, and said: "First dream, then you can stay in my house for the time being, and then go to find your relatives when you remember, and treat this place as your own home." ”

In a trance, the first dream slowly came back to his senses, smiled gently, and said, "Okay." Thank you for the first dream. ”

And the repeated sunshine, the smile of the first dream is very good-looking, although the face of the first recovery from a serious illness is not ruddy, and the smile is slightly tired, but the appearance of the sickness is full of a fluttering fairy.

"First dream, although the aunt is not spacious and shabby, there is no problem with daily food and accommodation. The next room is the bedroom of our two elders, there is a kitchen stove at the back, and some farm crops are planted in the yard outside. It is very remote from Jianye City, and there are few people around, although it is remote, it is also clean and suitable for recuperation. ”

As soon as the place name "Jianye" came out of the mouth of the eldest mother, Chu Meng was sure that she was in the territory of the Han people, and the name of the capital of the Jin Kingdom was also well-known in Xianbei.

"Uncle and aunt are kind, but the first dream is not good to disturb for too long, and when the illness is a little better, I will leave to find my relatives. ”

"What's the hurry! I'm just sick, don't go anywhere, stay for a while, and be safe!"

"This ...... I'm afraid it's too intrusive. ”

"Excuse me! From now on, you'll be our daughter. The old woman turned to teased: "Oh, the eldest lady knows, you think the eldest lady is in a bad place here, and she is uncomfortable!"

"Absolutely not, absolutely not!" Chu Meng hurriedly clarified, "Uncle and Aunt saved Chu Meng's life, and gave Chu Meng an eaves to cover his head, Chu Meng is already grateful, and he will repay him one day." ”

While talking, I only heard the "clang" sound of the bedroom next door, like the sound of smashing some pottery jar. A hint of alarm flashed on the old woman's face, but she immediately returned to her original smiling enthusiasm.

"Then you can stay in peace. There is no hurry to leave. Here's your medicine, drink it while it's hot. Before Chu Meng could open his mouth to inquire about the source of the voice, the old woman had already preemptively struck, and although her tone was full of the enthusiasm of a rough woman, it also revealed an irresistible sense of command, and led the old man away in a hurry.

There are really such pure and kind people in the world, and Chu Meng feels grateful in his heart.

Since waking up, the first dream girl has been in a state of confusion, as if waking up but not waking up, like a dream is not a dream, even in the face of the old woman's questions, the first dream response is only over the ear, not over the heart, not because she doesn't want to go away, but the words to the ear, just leaked from the other ear, the first dream grabbed a word to think, but with her mind at the moment is completely powerless, as if the soul is still wandering in another place, and the body is walking in the world.

Chu Meng sat up, and suddenly felt the soreness around his body, as if he had fallen into an abyss, the bones around his body were shattered, and he couldn't tell where it hurt, but his whole body hurt like a sharp blade.

The sun is shining outside, the farmhouse courtyard in early spring is full of vigor to welcome the old and the new, the vines are growing upwards wantonly, in the end, it is the fertile soil of the Jin people, the sun is warm, the breath of spring is so strong, if it is in the Mongolian Plateau at this moment, it may still be a vast area.

First Dream staggered out of the house, the warm spring sun reflected on her face, casting her weak shadow on the potholed yellow mud and dust. Chu Meng raised a jade hand and blocked the excess sunlight in front of her eyelashes, for her who had just returned from the darkness to the world, the sunlight at this moment was too strong. The sunlight passed through her slender and slender fingers, sprinkling a golden glow on her eyelashes, and the plain coarse linen she was wearing was also covered with a layer of pale yellow warm light, wrapping her whole person as if she had come from a fairy world.

"Sister Fairy-Sister Fairy-"

In my first dream, I heard a shout, which seemed to come from a young child.

"Who is it?" The first dream probe looked around, but the surrounding fence was as calm as when she first woke up.

Maybe it's my own auditory hallucinations, Hatsumeng sighed, and walked to the water tank in the corner of the courtyard as far as the eye could see. The tank was full of water, and occasionally a few broken leaves that had been shaken off by the wind were fluttering. Looking at his own reflection in the water, against the scorching blue sky and clouds, his face seemed to have lost its details secretly, and he could only vaguely see the phantom shadow floating in the water, and the golden glow where the blue sky and his face overlapped. This face is as clear and flawless as before, but it is more melancholy than when I was in Xianbei.

She picked up a bottle of water to drink, and the moment her fingers touched the cool water, she was somehow shocked in her heart. The biting bones of the ice and snow were real, but the touch of the cold water was so real, it didn't look like it was in a fantasy world, could it be that he really returned to the world? Everyone in the world has a name, all have a life experience, but he is muddy, he fell in the snow at the foot of Xianbei North Mountain, the last memory is the plain white color of each other in front of the eyes, and woke up and fell in the building of the Han people, and there was a handsome man lying in blood next to him, and I don't know who this man's surname is, what grievances he has with himself, how he hurt him, and what is his injury at this moment.

At first, I dreamed of closing my eyes and letting the sun dye my eyes red.

Flush, the color of blood, and the color of jade agate in the Zhaohui Palace, she held the finger she had just used to shade her forehead, and the other arm held the fence, trying to figure out the ins and outs.

Chu Meng's real name is Fu Ruibai, and he was born in a Xianbei aristocratic family. As early as the Qin and Han dynasties, Donghu was defeated by the Xiongnu Maodun Shan Yu, and was divided into two parts, respectively, to surrender DXAL Wuhuan Mountain and Xianbei Mountain, both with the name of the mountain as the clan name, forming the Wuhuan tribe and the Xianbei tribe. Both ethnic groups were enslaved by the Xiongnu, and the ancestors of the Furuibai family have been serving the life and death of the Xianbei people since then. In recent years, the Xianbei Yuwen Department, the Duan Department, the Murong Department and other political forces have surged up to chase the Lu Plateau, and Fu Ruibai's father assisted the leader of the Duan Department as the king, and the family has made great achievements.

It is also strange to say that such a chaotic plateau clan has given birth to such exquisite jade beauties as Fu Ruibai, and at the age of twelve, it is famous on the plateau for its alluring appearance and heart. The king of the Huns was supposed to rob this beauty to commit Xianbei, and the emperor of the Duan family also planned to send and kiss him, but before the team to send the relatives to travel, the emperor happened to take a look at the portrait of the beauty, and the Fu Ruibai in the volume was caressing the piano of the Han people, and the beautiful eyes were just like the green snail Daiyu placed in the jade plate, and the green silk was winding around like a waterfall, only this glance, the emperor resolutely rejected the request of the king of the Huns, and kept the beauty by ceding the border line of five hundred miles.

From then on, praise and denigration accompanied her day and night, even if she herself had never done anything in this drifting fate.

In the final analysis, the men are just greedy for her beauty, which gives birth to abnormal possessiveness and vanity, and Fu Ruibai doesn't understand it in her heart. She both loves and hates the emperor, a love that respects each other like a guest, and a hatred that dreams of the same bed.

Twelve fell into the city, fifteen entered the palace, enjoyed all the glory and favor, and twenty incense died.

White is the color of snow and the color of winter on the Mongolian plateau, where the long winter days bury the grasslands that are no longer seen......

Chu Meng suddenly opened her eyes, and the swollen pain of the wound on her forehead made her scream out loud. When she was thinking about it, her other finger unconsciously clenched the fence, and unconsciously, the thorns on the vine pierced into the flesh, but compared to the pain on her head and heart, the wound on this finger was nothing, she just looked into the distance sadly, her eyes were full of confusion and loss, and she let her fingers drip blood down her nails, drop by drop on the ground, and the ground was absorbed by the loess.

"Sister Fairy—you're bleeding!"

I don't know from which corner of the courtyard, a sturdy figure suddenly burst out, grabbed Chu Meng's waist from behind, tied her in his arms, and grabbed her bleeding fingers with the other hand. Chu Meng was about to break free and probe the murderer's face, but found that he was being restrained to death by a strong man, almost unable to move, and had to shout for help in a hurry.

"Sister fairy, you have a lot of blood—" The strong man said in a crisp childish voice.