Zhou Huan sat in the courtyard, his face not very good.

The blind man and Zhao ignored him, and the two of them were planning how to deal with this jar of carrion.

"Where to move?" She looked at the half-human-high jar and wondered how many corpses were piled up inside.

"Next door," the blind man decided.

Zhao looked up, glanced at the blind man, and said, "Why don't you ...... Moving to Zhou Wan? ”

She is not a good girl, really, she is small-minded and likes to take revenge, Zhou Wan offended her miserably, she is not happy in this life, no matter how high or low you are.

The blind man grinned, ready to implement this plan, but Zhou Huan suddenly walked over.

"Wait." His face was pale, but his gaze was somewhat determined, and he stretched out his trembling hand to lift the lid.

Zhao and the blind man glanced at each other, and said in their hearts Is this child sick, and he wants to come a second time after seeing it once?

Taking a few steps back, the blind man protected her, and the two quietly watched Zhou Huan look at the things in the jar again.

The hand bones were already crawling with maggots, but the length and shape of the hand could be vaguely seen as a woman's fingers.

His heart was beating hard, and he took a few steps back and kicked the jar hard.

"You're crazy!" Zhao District's eyes widened, and he thought a lot for a moment, if this jar falls, who can't clean up this place, ah, ah, Nima, who wants to live in front of a piece of dirty things all day long, or change the ground as soon as possible!

The blind man failed to stop it in time, and the two of them calmly watched the jar shatter to the ground, as for those black, black, yellow, yellow, white and white things, when they were blind.

The carrion was all over the ground, red and black, some skeletons were piled up and twisted in the middle, Zhou Huan found a wooden stick out of nowhere, picked up the skeleton in the middle, took out two large buckets of water from the room, and washed the skeleton fiercely.

"I used my brother's bath water." Zhao raised his eyebrows, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

The skeleton gradually became clear, Zhou Huan squatted on the ground, recognized it for a long time, picked out a piece of ankle bone from it, and stared carefully.

The blind man's eyes were always shining, no different from the blind man who usually tells fortunes, but those who are familiar with him know that when he looks intently at something, his gaze is very sharp.

"That ankle bone seems to have been damaged."

………….

Zhou Huan knew the corpse in the jar and had a good friendship.

Zhao concluded from his expression, and immediately discussed with the blind man about shifting his position.

"We've got to change places." She said seriously, "This matter is not small, and someone will come to investigate." ”

No matter when, the murders that happened in the palace were mostly victims of conspiracy, some of the victims were revealed to the world, everyone knew that she died unjustly, but no one would pity her, some of the sacrifices were hidden in a corner, everyone knew that she was dead, but maybe no one would expose it, the battle in the harem was cruel and unimaginable.

But Zhou Huan is obviously very unwilling.

So this matter will be poked out, they don't want to get involved, they have to leave.

The blind man agreed with her very much, and when he entered the house, he was ready to withdraw with Zhao Er.

…….

The blue-clothed young man's eyes were a little dull, he looked at the bones on the ground, tears flashed in his eyes.

It is true that as Zhao had guessed, he did know this person and had lived there for a while.

It was his biological mother, a foreign princess.

……

Everyone knew that the puppet emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was incompetent, and the regime could only be let go to the eldest princess Zhou Wan.

But who knows, his powerlessness starts from birth.

The first emperor only had one son and one daughter, Zhou Wan's mother is said to be his true love, Taizong's harem is three thousand, and Zhou Wan's mother is the only favorite, Han. And his mother was just a spoils obtained by the first emperor in a foreign expedition, and there was no love at all.

The survival of everyone in the harem is struggling, especially the man who has always loved only one person, and hangs the rest of them, in the entire palace, there is only one pair who shows affection, and the others are all actually single dogs.

The dog is in a hurry, of course he has to jump off the wall.

On a moonlit night, a bold concubine began to drug Taizong tea, of course, it was just a general **, and if it was handled, the fun was not small. It's a pity that Taizong didn't appreciate it, and in a fit of rage, he slashed the concubine to death with one palm, turned around and went to Han's palace.

But on the way, there were some twists and turns.

This twist and turn is his mother.

Zhou Huan is the prince born in these twists and turns, but Taizong still didn't kill their mother and son.

And Han also generously forgave her mother, saying that she could send her to serve the Queen Mother, and Zhou Huan was raised under her.

One is many years, and when he was seven years old, it was also when the first emperor was dying, he couldn't help but go to Qingning Palace to see her. After this glance, he secretly swore that in the future, he must be a ninety-five supreme who stands up to the sky and the earth and take her back.

He saw with his own eyes that his mother, with a yellow face and thin muscles, was sitting in the corner, brushing a spittoon. She had a bad time, and her foot was injured, and she was lame and lame.

Her ankle was wounded, with a wire strangulation, and had broken to the bone, supposedly as punishment for not serving the old witch well.

Yes, in his eyes, the one in Qingning Palace is just an old witch.

…………

For all these years, her whereabouts remained unknown until she kicked the jar open.

He covered his face, tears streaming from his fingers.

The heart is tightened, and the pain is terrible.

"I'm sorry...... I'm late..."

He held the bone and wept bitterly and sadly.

………

Some people have a scar in their hearts.

It won't be shown on the face, but when you think about it, it will always hurt, over and over again.

That ankle bone became a scar in Zhou Huan's heart.

It can no longer be erased.

He leaned against the tree and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember his mother's face, but the more he did this, the more sad he became.

……

"Oh, oh my God! What's going on? ”

A certain eunuch who smelled the smell of the road walked in and began to shout at a high level.

"Come on!"

"Longevity—"

The cold palace suddenly began to be lively.

The footsteps in the palace were stacked, and I don't know how many people came over.

The moonlight was deep, but the palace was brightly lit.

A young man holding white bones leaned lonely against a tree, rotting flesh flowing all over the ground, and the picture was strange and evil.

The sour smell in the air became lighter and lighter until it was gone.