Chapter 1: The Bloodstained Imperial City
The cold wind blew uncontrollably in the rainy night, the thunder roared, and the lightning streaked across the sky, shining amazingly.
At this time, in the huge mansion, a whimper was hidden in the sound of rain, slightly forbearing.
Then, a figure fell to the ground, and the umbrella floated weakly twice without support, and also fell into the mud, red mud, blood-colored water.
There was a river of blood, but that's it.
At the same time, a group of men in black shuttled through the rain and quickly ran towards the outside of the city.
"Ahh The woman's cry drowned out the thunder, and in an old courtyard outside the city, a few candles flickered, as if they were about to be shattered.
"Surely, you must keep the child, this, this is the last flesh and blood of the Yun family!" The woman was covered with beads of sweat the size of a bean, her face was pale, and she called out to Wen Po, with tears in her eyes, and a huge pain came from her lower abdomen again, making her almost faint, "Ah! ”
"Ahh
"Congratulations to the young grandmother, she is a pearl." Wen Po hugged the baby who was still stained with blood, and she didn't know whether she was happy or worried.
"Let me see her," the woman braced herself up, and the birth made her too tired to move, but in order to see her daughter for the first and last time, she gritted her teeth and exerted her last strength.
The woman's hair was a little messy, and there were still blood stains on her clothes, but it couldn't hide her beauty and the longing in her eyes, "Let me hug her." ”
"Here he is," the woman teased the baby in her arms, unbuttoning her breast, and doing her duty as a mother at a time.
The baby sucks on the first sip of breast milk, her movements are gentle, I don't know if she has no strength, or she is cautious, "Call him in, we don't have any time to spare." ”
The woman bowed her head and kissed the baby on the forehead, her eyes were unconcealed reluctance and despair.
"Su Lian," Soon after Wen Po went out, the door was pushed open again, and at this time a man walked in, dressed in a black robe, and looked at the woman and then at the baby in her arms.
"You'll take care of her, won't you?" The woman touched the baby's cheek, and the soft touch made her fall in love.
Then, as if thinking of something, she suddenly retracted her hand, wrapped the already fed baby in a blanket, and put it on the side of the bed, affectionate and indifferent, like the woman who was full of maternal love just now.
"I can take you away!" The robe shook twice, and the man took a step forward, but he still didn't dare to go any further.
"You can take care of her, can you?" The woman's eyes flashed, and her tone was close to pleading, "Qi Bei, you can take care of her, right?" ”
Qi Bei lowered his head, the broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, and the only thing that could be seen clearly was the slightly shrugging shoulders.
"You know, I love him, so you can take care of me and his daughter, you answer me, I need your affirmation," the woman seemed to be about to collapse, her voice raised a few decibels, almost yelling towards Qi Bei, "You must be able to take care of her, you must be able to!" ”
"Su Lian!"
"Qi Bei, listen, the Yun family has a hundred lives, you know, they won't have a live mouth tonight, and this, and she, is the only hope for the Yun family!"
Su Lian pointed to the little baby beside her, but she was calm, "Qi Bei, you know, the Yun family was wronged, but the Yun family has no chance, no chance to resist, so I beg you, for me, and for the last bloodline of the Yun family, raise her to adulthood." ”
As she spoke, Su Lian lifted the quilt, knelt on the bed, and kowtowed to the man in front of her, "Qi Bei, I haven't begged you for anything in my life, but this time, I really can't help it." ”
"Why, don't you come with me, I'll take you out of here, let's go to a place where no one knows us, and raise her together, okay?"
Qi Bei strode to the side of the bed and tried to pull Su Lian up on the bed, but she pushed her away.
"Impossible, impossible, that person can wipe out the entire Yun family, how can he not find us," Su Lian's body trembled, until now, she didn't have the courage to say that person's name, as long as she thought of his identity, she unconsciously felt scared, "Running away will only affect you." ”
"He doesn't dare to do anything to me!"
"But I'm afraid!" Su Lian tugged at his sleeve, "Qi Bei, I'm afraid, I don't want to bother you, I hope you are well, I owe you too much." ”
Qi Bei watched Su Lian cry beside him, but he was dumbfounded for a while, staring at the top of her head for a long time and unable to speak.
"Qi Bei, I hope that she will be safe every year, worry-free every year, don't take revenge, and don't know the existence of the Yun family, just call it worry-free?"
Su Lian raised her head, her eyes were bright, she was so beautiful that she didn't look like a real person, she tilted her head and smiled like a coquette, this smile made Qi Bei no longer able to refuse.
"Okay," he said after a long silence, then nodded his head and promised, "I will keep her safe and worry-free every year." ”
"Boom," the thunder grew tighter, and lightning bolts began one after the other, as if pulling the rhythm of time beating.
Su Lian was awakened by the thunder, and hurriedly picked up the baby and stuffed it into Qi Bei's arms, and then quickly took off a half-moon-shaped jade pendant from her neck and put it on the baby's chest, "Hurry up, it's too late, remember, there are a hundred and two lives in Yunfu, and there are a lot of people today." ”
The door was opened again, and Wen Po walked in, holding the same blanket in her arms, but the baby wrapped in the blanket, motionless.
"Today, June 18, Su Lian had a difficult birth, and both mother and daughter died," Su Lian took the baby in Wen Po's hand, and smiled gently at Qi Bei, who was pushed to the door by Wen Po, just like they met for the first time, as beautiful as a picture scroll.
Today, June 18, Su Lian had a difficult birth, and both mother and daughter died.
Today, June 18, one hundred and two people in Yunfu, one hundred and two people, one hundred and two lives, stained the imperial city with blood.
The red horse shuttled through the rain at great speed, and the darkness of the night hid its coat color even more deeply, except for the sound of the horse's hooves, which made people not even notice its existence.
The man on the horse held the reins in one hand and the blanket in the other, and he wrapped it in his cloak, while he himself was completely exposed to the rain.
Ahead was the black road, the black rain, and the black future, only the body temperature of the baby in his arms as he fell asleep quietly made him feel real, and at the same time burned his chest.
She hopes that you will be safe and worry-free every year, and I will keep you safe and safe every year, and you will be called Qi Wuwu from now on.