In the third year of Xiyuan, the third day of the second month.

The spring in the north always comes later, not to mention the fine snow that has fallen intermittently for most of the month after the Shangyuan Festival, and the cold is expected to be steep.

But even so, the endless stream of people still flocked to Luojing, the capital of the Jing Dynasty, with a surging spring tide from all directions. The old capital of the founding emperor generously opened its arms, presenting a peaceful scene of the coming prosperity.

The Great Ci'en Temple in the western suburbs of Luoyang has also restored the peak of incense many years ago, the Buddhist bell is ringing slowly, and the dust is cleared and dispersed into the mountains and forests.

Luoxia mountain pass, a crescent moon, a plum forest. The shadow of the fallen flowers floats with the bell sent by the evening breeze, and the small courtyard with blue tiles and white walls is peaceful.

"The lonely cloud returns to the empty mountain, and the love enters the evening bell ......", Zhou Manyun, who was sitting on the carved bed of red sandalwood in the main house in the courtyard, sighed softly, and the autumn pupils containing light mist slowly fell on the swaddling clothes in his arms.

The newborn baby wrapped in blue brocade was asleep with his eyes closed, his black hair was thick, his skin was pink, and only a small mouth was still squealing in his sleep.

Zhou Manyun couldn't help but let go of the melancholy, smiled, hugged the son in his arms tighter, and a touch of joy surged in his heart.

The little head clinging to her breast, tacitly arching uneasily on her bulging breasts, as if looking for something tasty.

Man Yun hesitated slightly, and then he kowtowed his lips, and put two gently trembling fingers on the lacing of the white coat.

A pair of hands suddenly reached out of the diagonal and snatched the child firmly.

A middle-aged woman with a deep scar from the corner of her left eye to the right corner of her mouth glared at Man Yun with resentment, and handed over the little swaddling clothes to the nurse who had been waiting beside her.

Then, Scarface waved her hand dissatisfiedly, and her speechless mouth made a reproachful sigh at Zhou Manyun.

He won't allow it? Before the child is taken away from here, it is not allowed to be fed by the mother herself?

Sadness came from it, Zhou Manyun suddenly felt that he had lost his strength, he was dizzy for a while, his body leaned softly on the head of the bed, and he looked blankly at the little baby on the chest of the nurse who was just a stone's throw away, and there was a desolate dead silence in his eyes.

The scar-faced mute woman standing beside the bed was slightly stunned, and her hand brushed Manyun's long, soft satin hair.

Zhou Manyun smiled bitterly, reached out and pulled the mute woman who could listen but couldn't speak, and asked her to sit down on the edge of the bed.

After five or six months of getting along, she knew that this woman who looked evil was faithful and kind. "Dumb mother, if you will go back with the child, please help take ......"

"Dumb mother, there is a knock on the door outside the hospital!" , a little girl with a reddish face who came in a hurry lifted the curtain and announced loudly.

The scar-faced mute woman slowed down, and gestured in the direction of the clean room with a serious expression on Zhou Manyun before standing up and hurriedly walked out.

The night breeze suddenly rose, and at the closed gate of the courtyard, there were two rows of people standing solemnly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the courtyard coming and going, the eyes of the leaders staring at the black paulownia courtyard door became even hotter.

A woman wearing a hood to cover her face tightly, reached out and wrapped a half-worn black brocade cloak around her body more tightly to cover the tips of her embroidered shoes embroidered with twig flowers, then took a deep breath, stroked her wildly beating chest, and nodded again to the servants beside her.

A stout servant woman standing beside her immediately rushed forward, straightening up, her face tensed, and her big fan-like hands slammed the sturdy courtyard door without sparing any effort.

After waiting for a long time, the courtyard gate creaked open a thin slit, and the scarfaced mute woman poked her head out and looked at the group of people who were very eye-catching.

The woman who took the lead proudly stretched out a plain hand and handed out a bronze medal carved with the head of a hideous beast, and the dumb mother turned it over and looked at it carefully two or three times, nodded, and opened the courtyard door neatly.

The mermaids outside the door rushed in, except for the women who took the lead, all dressed in uniform cyan costumes, some men and women, who entered the door without saying a word, and rushed straight into groups to each room, like wolves and tigers.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the mute woman with Scarface who let people in in was deadly dragged the sleeve of the woman in the lead, and let out a series of wow wow wow sounds from her mouth.

It turned out to be a dumb one! A man's big hand pulled the back collar of the mute woman mercilessly, and a thin sword crossed her neck, pulling it violently, and a bloody arrow flew out.

"Ahh The young woman who was arrogant just now let out a scream, and retreated to the side of the pink wall in panic, her hat falling to the ground, revealing a very soft melon seed face.

"Aunt Zhou, it's important to deal with Yun Ji's slut first!" A fifty or sixty-year-old woman propped up the young woman, her thin lips hooked with undisguised contempt, and a bean-sized black mole at the right corner of her mouth was more distinct.

"Mother Qi!" , The young woman who was called Aunt Zhou's hands and feet trembled unobediently, and tried to hold Qi's mother's arm, but was pushed by the old woman's backhand, and one fell into the cotton curtain of the main room.

The sudden sound of fighting and the smell of blood in the courtyard also caused a commotion in the room.

A bold maid ran to the door, stretched out her hand to lock the door, and saw a woman fall in, and subconsciously helped her, but was stabbed in the heart by a long sword that followed closely behind.

The corpse was kicked into the room with a follow-up kick, and there was a thud and blood splattering.

The few remaining maids and nurses in the room were completely panicked, and the basins overturned, and one by one they knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the visitors like pounding garlic.

"Spare them!" , From the moment he heard the strange sound outside the hospital, he snatched the swaddling clothes from the nurse's hand and whispered goodbye to the child, Zhou Manyun, slowly raised his head, looked at the person coming from the door, and his face was full of bitterness of resignation to death.

Mother Qi waved her hand, and the entourage stepped forward and dragged the women kneeling on the ground out one by one.

The door was closed, except for Mother Qi and Aunt Zhou, who had fallen into the door earlier, only Zhou Manyun's mother and son were left sitting on the bed.

The right corner of Qi's mother's mouth habitually hooked, turned to the side and asked, her tone respectful, "Aunt Zhou, this is Yun Ji who escaped from the house after the Midyear Festival last year, you must deal with it first according to the order." ”

Aunt Zhou? Zhou Manyun's swaddling hand shook gently, his eyes fixed on the young woman beside Qi's mother, and the woman who was also looking at her was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her pretty face was still a little childish, but she was already combing the woman's hair in a bun.

Zhou Manyun suddenly realized in his heart that this young woman who was called Aunt Zhou should be the daughter of the Zhou family who had just been given into the house by the palace in Layue, and the eleventh sister of the second uncle's family, Zhou Manjie.

"Yun Ji? Zhou Manyun? A hand grabbed Qi's mother's arm, and Zhou Manjie also tightened her pupils, and tentatively called a name with luck.

The woman's instantly pale face and the defensive posture of hugging the swaddling clothes tightly made Zhou Manjie's heart fall to the bottom all of a sudden. It turns out that the rumor that has been shadowy for a long time is actually true.

"Eleventh sister!" , Now that her identity has been revealed, Zhou Manyun simply evoked her cousin who she hadn't seen for ten years, and her voice was sad and bitter, this was the first time she had seen her relatives in many years, but the screams floating in through the cracks in the window were suggesting that this was not a good meeting.

"Don't scream! I don't know you! The increasingly heavy smell of blood in the room choked Zhou Manjie's red eyes, and her delicate voice burst out with a tearing sound.

"The sixth sister I married into the Gao family in Qingyuan committed suicide as early as eight years ago when Xiakou City was broken! Back then, the Gao family went to Huocheng to report Zhou Manyun's death, what I know, everyone in this world knows. The privet of the Zhou family keeps the festival quietly, how can she be so shameless as you......"

The sisters are the same husband, the cousin was once a wife, and there are rumors that Yun Ji has been a military prostitute...... Zhou Manjie was burned red by the shame and anger in her heart, and the residual fear was gone, and she vigorously shook off the paper scroll that she had been holding tightly with her hand.

There is only a flamboyant word "death" written on the plain paper, and the ink is dripping, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

"Sure enough, I can't live anymore." Zhou Manyun stared at the familiar handwriting for a long time and smiled miserably.

If he hadn't responded to his own kneeling plea to "leave his son and go to his mother", maybe a few months ago, he would have died like the maids and servants who were originally serving her in the courtyard of the deep house!

It's just that she didn't expect that now, she has caused another disaster to the people around her.

Zhou Manyun's heart was like a knife, she looked down at the newborn child in her arms, and the sadness that she had tried to restrain finally came to her eyes, and her tears were like ripples, instantly wetting the little swaddling clothes.

As if the heart was sensitive, the baby, who had been quiet, tore open its delicate little throat and cried desperately.

When she entered the door, she stared at the brocade swaddling mother Qi smiled coldly, snatched the child, and forced the crying baby into the arms of the helpless Zhou Manjie.

Then, Mother Qi turned around and took a white porcelain vial from her arms, pulled out the stopper, and leaned towards Zhou Manyun's mouth fiercely, and a strong sweet fragrance rose up......

"Please, ......", the poison that was poured hard quickly made Zhou Manyun's internal organs burn, and she couldn't help but tumble to the ground in pain, and after a few rolls, she still tried to hold up half of her body and stretched out her hand in the direction where Zhou Manjie was.

The pale fingertips were still far away from the five-colored brocade skirt that he wanted to grasp, and the owner of the skirt had already hurriedly pulled the skirt and flashed farther away.

Zhou Manyun's hand that he tried his best to raise had to slam on the ground, and he lowered his eyes helplessly, and a bean-sized tear quietly slipped down from the corner of his eye.

"Manjie is the child's aunt, she should treat him well." , Zhou Manyun, who had lost all his strength, comforted himself once again in his heart, and slowly moved his side face with great affection to look in the direction where the faint sound of the baby's cry came.

She already felt her body heavy as a lead to the ground, everything in front of her was blurry and indistinguishable, as if the soul that controlled her body was about to break out of her shell.

Take another look, just one look! The corners of Zhou Manyun's mouth unconsciously pulled out the most gentle smile, and the pupils that had spread out found the target with obsession.

The baby's cry suddenly became louder, and then stopped abruptly.

Zhou Manyun's body twitched violently, and suddenly a pool of bloody tears flowed out of his eyes that opened violently, and he stiffly stretched out a hand pressed on the ground to scratch out five blood marks on the floor, and his fingers were cracked.

"Dead!" In the room where the smell of blood became more and more intense, the voices of two women, one old and one young, sounded almost at the same time.

It was deeper and heavier, and the night covered the raging fire that had been burning in the midst of the merry, and the ashes were lightly lifted, as if there was a spirit, and they went lightly along the north wind to the south.

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