On the ninth day of the first month of the year of the Wuzi Year of Zhaoguo, a sixteen-year-old girl in Jinghe Hall in Nanrong Mansion was dressed a little messily. The water-red satin jacket embroidered around the needle was worn crookedly on her body, and her face was a little pale and she knelt in front of the eldest man Nan Rongmu shivering. On the circle chair next to them, there were several graceful and luxurious women with different expressions.

Nan Rongmu looked at Nan Rongmu who was kneeling on the ground expressionlessly, the corners of his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something but swallowed back. The entire lobby was quiet and could be heard breathing each other. Nan Rongmu circled around Nan Rongmu twice, pointed at her with trembling fingers and roared:

"You! You're doing such a thing! The face of our Nanrong family has been lost by you! ”

Nanrong Muhui raised her head to look at his angry expression, and stood up with trembling all over her body. She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and roared, "You only care about the face of the Nanrong family!" How have you ever been sincere to my mother and me? My mother is dead, you can kill me now and let me go to reunite with my mother, so that you will be satisfied! ”

"Smack!" Nan Rong Mu's firm slap hit Nan Rong Muhui's delicate face, and after a while, her face immediately turned half red, and the five finger prints were clearly visible.

Nan Rongmu's face turned pale, he clutched his chest and gasped for breath and said fiercely: "This slap was made by me for your mother!" Beat you for not knowing self-love! not only tarnished his innocence, but also took the honor of Nanrong Mansion. Your mother is pure-hearted and has few desires to run the family wholeheartedly, how can she give birth to such a wicked obstacle as you! ”

The earth dragon in the lobby is booming, but Nanrong Muhui feels that there is no temperature in this world. She looked at Hu Xilan's eyes full of resentment, and she believed that everything today was due to her. She trembled and walked up to her, pointed at her nose and scolded loudly: "You vixen, you killed my mother!" I'm looking for someone to destroy my innocence! Why is that man on my bed? I think you know better than anyone else! If I die today, I will drag you to hell, and if I am lucky enough to escape this catastrophe today, you will not be able to survive in this life, and you will not be able to die! ”

Nanrong Muhan immediately grabbed her hand and looked at her viciously and said, "Sister, that man is lying on your bed, if you don't want to, no one will dare to touch the eldest lady of our Nanrong family." Since you have done it, don't buckle the basin on other people's heads, my mother is the wife of Nanrong Mansion, and she is also the lady of the Emperor Zhaoguo! Shall you be allowed to slander? ”

Nanrong Murui, who was next to her, immediately stepped forward and said: "Daddy, my mother has always treated her as if she were her own, but today she said so, and her mother asked her father to be the master of her mother's ......"

Hu Xilan frowned, got up and walked to Nan Rongmu's kneeling, and said with tears in his eyes: "Master, all this is my fault, it was because I didn't teach Mu Hui well that such a thing happened." Mu Han and Mu Rui, they are still young, and they have no sense of proportion when they speak, so please forgive me. You two don't have to say much, and stand down immediately! ”

The three aunts next to them had regretful expressions on their faces, but the corners of their mouths showed a smile.

Nan Rongmu immediately helped her up, shook her head and said, "Hey, the family is unlucky!" I can't blame you either. Hurry up, the two of them are telling the truth, if you want to blame her, she can't blame anyone for her unclean body! Come to the people's house to serve! ”

Nanrong Muhui trembled, she didn't expect that her father, who had never done anything with her, not only gave her a slap, but now she had to use family law. She looked up and laughed and said, "Nan Rongmu, I am the real victim." You are so partial to that vixen, so I will cut off the father-daughter relationship with you from now on, and I will not have you as a father without me as a daughter in the future! ”

Nan Rongmu's face became more and more ugly, and he gasped and said, "Pull me out and beat twenty boards!" In the future, she will not be allowed to step into the door of our Nanrong Mansion again! ”

How can the lord of Nanrong Mansion allow people to be offended by words? Even if it is her own daughter, she must not be tolerated, not to mention that she is unmarried but messes with an unknown man, and the man has been killed. She also has to pay for it.

Nanrong Muhui, who had just turned sixteen, was lying on the ground with messy hair, her originally slender hands were frozen red, and her satin jacket was covered with blood stains. There was not a single tear on her face, her eyes were fixed on the vermilion gate of Nanrong Mansion, and her lips had bitten out blood, and the blood hung on the corners of her mouth.

Nanrong Murui looked at her lying on the ground, her eyes were full of disgust, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly and said, "What is the eldest lady of Nanrong Mansion!" is still the daughter of the original match! Phew! In the future, my sister will be the concubine! It's the eldest lady of Nanrong Mansion! You guys throw her away from me, don't dirty the gate of Nanrong Mansion! ”

Listening to this harsh voice, Nan Rong Muhui felt a little funny. When she was lifted up by those subordinates, she felt a sudden pain in her lower back, and she fainted.

When she woke up, she found herself thrown into a mass grave. All around was bits and pieces of white bones. The gloomy one scared her, she was so cold, she was so cold that she didn't feel it anymore. She knew that this time she was really going to die.

Now she suddenly feels that she is so useless, she can't even save herself, how can she avenge her mother? The revenge of killing her mother has not been avenged, if she is really dead, how can she be worthy of her mother under Jiuquan! A crystal tear slid down her face.

The goose feathers began to fall down, and she felt that the snow flakes as light as butterfly wings fell on her body as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and she was out of breath.

"Master, master, wake up!"

The voice sounded like it was coming from the horizon, was she already in heaven? She struggled to open her eyes and saw a handsome boy. She thought that she must be dead, otherwise how could she see the immortals? The fairy is so good-looking, the angular eyebrows, the clear eyes are full of worry, the high nose bridge and the color of the lips are as red as her blood, which makes people feel excited.

Seeing that the handsome man was worried about himself, his slightly fleshy lips closed as if he was saying something, but she couldn't hear it at all. Lying in such a warm embrace, she seemed to see her mother, who still looked so young and beautiful. She ran towards her mother's mother......

The boy put his hand under her nose and was out of breath. He "poof! He knelt on the ground, his clear eyes full of anger. His lip had been bitten with blood. With tears on his face, he choked up and said, "Master! Why do you not weep until you die? Why! ”

He gently picked her up, looking at the blood stains on the ground, and he left a tear right on the corner of the girl's mouth.

Nan Rongmu stood at the gate in a daze, his eyes staring at the red blood stains that were still remaining on the ground and were slowly covered by white snowflakes. He sighed helplessly, she was still suffering from twenty boards on such a cold day, and she was still sick, where could she go?

The snow fell for three days and three nights, and the white snow seemed to cover up all the evils.