The winter in Jinling is humid and cold, and the warm sun is shining, but it can't add a trace of temperature to the cold winter.

At the side gate of the Lu Mansion, there is a small courtyard that is incompatible with the rich and noble Lu family. The square yard, three low thatched houses, two withered sycamore trees, and a small pond with cold forests.

Disorganized, dilapidated everywhere.

Lu Cambodia stood in front of the dazzling sunlight, his smile was very gentle, as if he could penetrate all the obstacles in the world and shine to the bottom of his heart.

Yang Yu was dressed in a plain robe, and the neckline of the robe was embroidered with a white begonia flower that had already been washed, and the cuffs were also hairy. She lowered her head, her eyes fixed on her jade feet, which were a little red from the cold, and stood quietly in front of him. The smile on the beautiful face of the demon is warm, but the bottom of the eyes is frosty, and next to the cloud-like black temples, there is a small white flower, which stings his eyes vividly.

Lu Cambodia tried his best to maintain the tenderness on his face, a pair of gloomy eyes stared at Yang Yu, and there was silence for a long time, as if time stood still, only the whistling north wind made a whirring sound.

Lu Cambodia pursed his lips that were dried by the wind, his voice was indifferent and his tone was pleading: "Brother Xiu was killed by a prodigal son, and it has nothing to do with the Lu family, it is not easy for the King of Jiujiang to come to Jinling, you quickly dress up and go to accompany you, don't let the King of Jiujiang get disgusted with the Lu family." ”

Yang Xiu is Yang Yu's own brother, and he is the only force that can support her to survive for many years. The younger brother, who has been smart and elegant since he was a child, was killed by the head of the Lu family and died on the street.

Yang Yu's pair of radiant beautiful eyes slowly moved his gaze to Lu Cambodia's face, and the corners of his cherry red lips pulled out a gorgeous and boundless smile: "If it weren't for the concubine who accidentally learned about it, I don't know when Lord Lang plans to inform Ah Xiu of his death?" ”

This question, the tone is calm and soft, but the words are thorny.

Lu Cambodia and Yang Yu have been married since childhood, so he knows Yang Yu's personality best. Although she and her temper were arrogant, after marrying into the Lu family, because the Lu family held Yang Xiu's life and death in their hands, she gradually became soft, and she obeyed the Lu family's arrangements in everything.

At this moment, seeing her smiling like a flower, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty in my heart, and my face was a little hesitant.

Yang Yu saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, a bright smile appeared on her lips, she knew that such a smile could melt the frost in the world, and her voice was like broken jade, with a long grievance: "Lord Lang, Ah Xiu He Gu ......" said that she smiled even more charmingly, and the little red beauty mole in the center of her eyebrows reflected the winter sun, which was amazingly beautiful.

Lu Cambodia's reluctance spread more and more, and finally moved his steps, pulled Yang Yu into his arms in distress, took off the silver-gray fox fur on his body, draped it on Yang Yu's slightly emaciated shoulders, and patted her back comfortingly: "Ah Yu, you know me, this time the King of Jiujiang came to Jinling, and asked you to come over as a guest by name, if not, how can Lord Lang give you up." As he spoke, he let out a long sigh of bitterness.

Keqing? The corners of Yang Yu's lips sneered, it's not the first time, why bother to prevaricate with such an excuse?

Yang Yu's gorgeous cheeks were attached to Lu Cambodia's warm chest, the original beautiful smile was gone, she took out a sharp plain silver hairpin from the cuffs without a trace, and said softly: "Thinking about the fourteen-year-old concubine, Ah Weng died, Zongbo Yang Gong took pity on me and Ah Xiu and took us in, and Lu Gong did not dislike Ah Weng leaving, but welcomed the concubine into the door after three months, although it was a ...... wife as a concubine, once, twice, three times, you will give Ah Yu to others to enjoy, It's a shame that you don't dislike Ah Yu for getting dirty. Yang Yu's voice is extremely good, gentle, soft and glutinous, with a charm that can make people break their bones. is full of affectionate narration, but all the grievances and pains in this life are confessed.

Lu Cambodia's body stiffened slightly, and a steady stream of disgust and impatience surged on Xiuya's face, looking vicious and ruthless.

Yang Yu rubbed Lu Cambodia's shoulder like a kitten, and then said: "But, Lord Lang, you don't know, Ah Yu doesn't want to live for a long time." ”

Lu Cambodia was a little angry, but he caressed her back with both hands and comforted her gently: "Ah Yu, what are you talking about!" It's all old things, although you are a concubine, but the main mother Ah Shu treats you very well, Ah Weng and Ah Mu treat you very generously, Brother Xiu is dead, but you still have a family. ”

Good? A sarcastic smile hung on Yang Yu's lips.

The Yang and Lu families have been married to their children since childhood, but this qiē was when the head of the Yang family was alive. After the death of the head of the Yang family, Yang Gong, who was the same clan, borrowed the orphan daughter Yang Yu and his younger brother Yang Xiu into the Yang Mansion, and three months later, the Lu family took his wife as a concubine and took Yang Yu from the side door into the Lu family, and on the same day, Yang Shu, the daughter of Yang Gong, entered the door as his wife.

The sarcasm on the corner of Yang Yu's lips deepened, she raised her head, looked up at Lu Cambodia, as if Lu Cambodia was her sky, smiled stupidly, and said slowly: "Lord Lang, lower your head, Ah Yu has something to say to you." ”

Lu Cambodia looked at Yang Yu proudly looking up at his eyes, his heart was very satisfied, he lowered his head slightly, hugged Yang Yu's hands, slightly forced, with a hint of ridicule on his face.

Yang Yuruyu's smiling face lay on Lu Cambodia's shoulder, smiled, and said softly: "Lord Lang, you go to accompany Ah Xiu." ”

Lu Cambodia was stunned in surprise, at this moment, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, his eyes were sharp, and the little hand holding the hairpin was fierce, without the slightest hesitation, and stabbed into Lu Cambodia's heart from the back.

Blood, bright red blood, bright red warm blood, smelling like rust.

Dots, dots, dripping into the frozen hard earth, dazzling, scorching.

"Uh......" Lu Cambodia couldn't let out a shout, Xiuya's face was full of disbelief, a pair of thin lips pursed, and more bright red blood overflowed.

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes: "Something with a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs." The disgust overflowing from his lips, the disgust flowing from his eyes, and such a charming and gorgeous appearance make people feel infinitely miserable.

Yang Yu raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Khan slumped to the ground, his voice was as soft and soft as ever: "Yang Gong took my family property, and Yang Shu took my wife's position." The Lu family bullied my dowry, threatened me with Ah Xiu's life, and asked me to use my body to seek high and rich wealth for your Lu family. That's all~~ You, you, you still don't want to be embarrassed! The tail note seemed to have a hint of imperceptible nasality, which seemed so aggrieved.

Yang Yu looked at the incomparably clear sky, took a deep breath and said, "This breath has been backlogged for sixteen years!" ”

She stretched out her white hand, straightened the messy hair around her ear, straightened the small white silk flower, stood up, and seemed to have experienced all the sorrows and sorrows in the world.

Yang Yu stepped on the small red feet that were frozen, swayed with outstanding steps, walked to the small pond on the other side, looked up at the blue sky, tried his best, and smiled charmingly: "Ah Xiu, Ah Sister is here to accompany you." ”

In the next moment, without the slightest hesitation, he jumped into the cold pool.

The cold and bone-chilling pool squeezed Yang Yu's body, stinging, and penetrated into her every pore from all directions. The pool of water kept pouring into her mouth and nose, making her unable to breathe.