1. Wedges

It's the middle of winter.

The cliff was already barren and miserable, except for a few stalks of dog's tail grass, and there was still a little green on the tip, but a gust of wind blew by, rolling up a little bit of soil at the head of the cliff, and the highest dog's tail grass at the station rolled down to the bottom of the valley.

Under the bloody sun, a lonely temple is particularly dilapidated.

This temple looks like it has been repaired for a long time, and it has been uninhabited for a long time, it has long been full of holes, the gap in the wall is narrow to a finger width, and there are a few cracks, and the palms of two hands can also stretch down, so that the dilapidated temple that has been in disrepair for a long time and may collapse at any time is a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, and it is also disdainful of living in, right?

But at this time, in front of the half-collapsed shrine in the temple, there was a pair of ragged people huddled.

To be precise, it must have been an old man with sparse gray hair—there was still some mess of slurry and wild vegetable leaves on his head—and he was holding a woman with the same gray hair but a sluggish and numb expression in his arms.

The old man's ten fingers were black, and the back of his hand was covered with chilblains, it was already the middle of winter, but he was still barefoot, and the bloody heels were obviously terrible wounds left by wild dogs.

It's just that the old man didn't pay attention to his wound at all, but looked at the person in his arms with a loving face, but this warm smile appeared on such an old and bruised and swollen face, which looked a little terrifying.

"Good daughter, eat some steamed buns-"

If you don't hear the old man's name, others are afraid that it will be hard to believe that the woman with the same gray hair and old age is the old man's daughter.

The old man took out the hot steamed bun from his bosom with great difficulty--the steamed bun was so hard that the old man had been carrying it for so long, but it was still like a stone.

- This is already very good, this steamed bun, but I was bitten by two big yellow dogs to snatch it, so I can let my beloved daughter eat it and warm it up, right?

The woman named Yun'er shrunk in the old man's arms in a daze, compared with the thin clothes on the old man's body, the clothes on her body were obviously much thicker, but although the clothes were layered, they were obviously thrown away by others, not only full of patches, but also mixed colors, only the outermost cyan jacket was quite complete.

The old man tore off a little steamed bun with a slight tremble, and slowly fed it to the woman's mouth, the woman opened her mouth mechanically, but the next moment, she began to cough silently and desperately, and the steamed bun she had just eaten suddenly spit on the ground, but the woman did not stop, and coughed until she vomited a mouthful of blood.

The old man's expression was miserable, and he caressed the woman's back one by one, but his body had already reached the point where he had run out of oil and dried up after being hungry for a long time, and the old man's hands were getting slower and slower, and his movements were getting lighter and lighter, until he finally stopped completely, and slowly lay down with his face towards his daughter.

In that case, it seems that I want to put a final touch on my daughter's forehead......

The cold touch made the woman suddenly excited, and her dull eyes were also instantly clear, and she looked at the old man who closed her eyes slightly, and her lips squirmed for a while, and she spit out a note with difficulty-

"Daddy—"

The old man still maintained his posture and did not react.

"Daddy-" The woman's eyes slowly widened, as if she couldn't believe it.

This is Rong Wenhan, it is said that the prime minister who can also call the wind and rain in the Great Chu Dynasty, how can he die so lightly?

No, no, this is not Rong Wenhan, this is not his father.

Mother said that Rong Wenhan is the most ruthless person in the world, he took his own wife and drove his wife and daughter out of the house, so his mother and daughter will be helpless, hungry and cold, so his mother will die in a dilapidated firewood house......

Rong Wenhan is the devil, how can it be this poor old man who took off his python robe and took off the jade belt for his daughter and suffered humiliation?

I must be having a nightmare, obviously my father is the most beautiful man in the world, how could he suddenly become such a terrifying-looking ugly monster?

Wrong, one qiē, all wrong......

The sound of horses' hooves sounded rapidly outside the mountain gate.

"Your Majesty, I've found it, this is it—" someone shouted in surprise.

A majestic man dressed in yellow immediately strode into the ruined temple, and when he saw the father and daughter snuggling in front of the shrine, he suddenly stumbled under his feet, and fell to his knees with a pop:

"Father-"

The woman looked at the yellow figure that was getting closer and closer, and a smile of sorrow and beauty slowly bloomed on her gray face-Dad, Chu Zhao is here, it seems that he is the one who won in the end! With him, there will be no wild wolves and wild dogs to bite you, don't worry, Daddy, Yun'er won't be naughty anymore, Yun'er really knows, what you said is right - Fang Xiulin He has never loved me, he, damn it......

As Chu Zhao knelt on the ground and crawled over, the last bit of light in Rong Jiyun's eyes slowly disappeared:

Chu Zhao, although you are also a poor person, I still don't want to give up my father to you.

Daddy is mine, even if you become the emperor, you can't snatch it anymore! He used all his strength to snuggle into the old man's arms, slowly closed his eyes, and two bean-sized tears slowly slipped down from the corners of his eyes and smashed on the cold muddy ground.

"Slut, it's all you, you killed your father-"

Chu Zhao let out a wolf-like cry in his throat, stepped forward and grabbed Rong Jiyun's corpse and wanted to throw it out, but he wanted to make a crisp click, but Rong Wenhan's Rong Jiyun was too tight, and his two hands flew out with Rong Jiyun's corpse, but the old corpse was still cross-legged, maintaining a slightly forward protective appearance......

2. Rebirth Fangfu

Rong Jiyun stared blankly at the woman who was no longer breathing on the bed, opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and after a long time, she finally spit out a syllable with difficulty:

"Mother-"

Obviously, at the last moment, he had already lost his soul and lost his life, how could he open his eyes and return to the nightmare Fang Mansion?

If it weren't for the fact that the woman with unkempt hair and blood stains on the corners of her mouth on the grass pile was actually her mother, Ji Yun really felt that she must have had a ridiculous dream......

"Mother-" Ji Yun opened her mouth, and it took a while for a while to make a somewhat hoarse voice.

Those memories that are too distant are suddenly alive - the mother who coughed up blood all night, the self who kept screaming because of fear, and then all the qiē ended after the mother struggled to get up and fell heavily on the straw......

Ji Yun's body slowly moved forward, shaking his hand to probe Kong Yuru's snort, and the next moment, his whole body trembled violently.

It's not a dream, my mother really went, and I thought that when I arrived in the underworld, I was also really alive.

In the haze of tears, Rong Jiyun looked at this extremely familiar face that had been absent for twenty years, and finally couldn't help choking up anymore:

Mother, why? Why do that to Yun'er?

Let Yun'er ruin herself and ruin her father in hatred, is this what you want?

Or, in fact, at that time, my mother had already gone crazy because she couldn't ask for it, right?

It's okay when I'm awake, but I just order myself to put on the disgusting blue and purple birthmark, but once I get confused, I will drag myself into the room, then close the door, and order myself to take the birthmark off, or shout "Wen Han, Wen Han" to myself very gently, or take a whip to open the skin and flesh of my whip, and keep muttering in my mouth:

"Rong Wenhan, why are you so cruel to me - obviously Yun Lianxin is already married to the emperor, why do you still think about her? I love you, I'm willing to die for you, but why, you don't even want to look at me? Why...... I'm going to make you regret it, I'm going to make you regret it for the rest of your life......"

No one knows how much they hated at the time, every time they were ridiculed for the birthmark on their face, every time they were beaten, they would silently tell themselves, this qiē was all because they had a father named Rong Wenhan, if it weren't for him, how could he be so miserable?

Therefore, after being found by his father's people and brought back to Rongfu, not only did he not have the slightest affection for his father, but he tried his best to be mean, and he actually vomited blood and fell into a coma when he was angry, and then he saw for the first time Chu Zhao, the fifth prince who loved his father's life more than his son, and was also the son of his father's childhood sweetheart Yun Lianxin.

I still remember that day, when I heard that my father was sick and lying in bed because he was injured by himself, Chu Zhao couldn't wait to kill himself:

"It's your mother's own greed, what's the matter with your father?"

"Your mother didn't tell you, what means did she use to become Mrs. Rong? Sure enough, there is a mother, and there must be a daughter! If it weren't for your face, Lonely would not have allowed you to live in the world again! ”

From Chu Zhao's mouth, I heard a completely different version of the story she told to her mother about her and her father-

Ten years ago, Rong Wenhan, the son of a family with a clear breeze and a moon-like character, walked out of the Rong family and entered the officialdom.

But in a Qinglou listening to music, I was attracted by the unknown sound of whimpering flutes. I met Kong Yuru for the first time. It's just a mistake, Rong Wenhan is happy with the freshness and refinement of the sound of the flute, but Kong Yuru falls in love with the dragon and phoenix who listens to the flute.

even secretly poured Rong Wenhan after a year of acquaintance, so that the two had a skin-to-skin relationship.

Kong Yuru originally thought very simply, she just loved that person very much, and wanted to have a child with the person she loved the most. But he didn't expect Rong Wenhan to know that Kong Yuru was pregnant