She lowered her eyes and looked sad: "What's more, he is a noble and elegant son of the scholar family, but I am a prostitute in the Qinglou." What future does it have between us? ”

Jiang Chengjia grabbed her hands and said with some distress: "I don't allow you to say that about yourself." ”

Yan Chunniang looked at Jiang Chengjia with tears in her eyes, and the grievances that had been accumulated in her heart for many years were a little uncontrollable.

"Girl, if I... If I hadn't been in the Qinglou back then, would I have been with him... It wouldn't be what it is now? She regretted her frustration, but it was too late.

She always thought that if she wasn't a fireworks woman, maybe she would have a different ending from Fu Zhongwen now.

Jiang Chengjia turned around and hugged Yan Chunniang, who was hiding her face and crying bitterly, into her arms, and her heart was also panicked.

Thinking of the events of that year, the two of them were annoyed and blamed themselves.

Yan Chunniang has followed Jiang Chengjia since she was a child, and until she was seven or eight years old, she never left the water building, nor did she leave Jiang Chengjia.

During the Yangjia period, Jiang Chengjia and Ningnanwei were saved in the oasis after meeting the desert in western Xinjiang.

The master and servant took one step to return to the Central Plains from the western frontier.

However, on the way, Yan Chunniang was separated from Jiang Chengjia in a civil unrest that broke out in Wuzhangyuan.

At that time, she was still young, lonely and helpless in the civil unrest, and hungry, so she was deceived by someone and sold to the Qinglou Huayun Pavilion on the right side of the wind.

The old bustard there took a fancy to her appearance and trained her to become the first prostitute of the right Fufeng in an extremely cruel way.

Before the age of fifteen, she would rather be beaten to death than receive a guest with her body. The old bustard didn't seem to want to lose her cash cow, so he didn't say much.

It's just that... At the age of fifteen. She was favored by the head of the local non-commissioned officer clan in Youfufeng, and the old bustard was afraid of the power of the scholar clan, so he colluded with the little servants and maids of the Huayun Pavilion, drugged her food, and sent her unconscious into the non-commissioned officer's mansion.

Yan Chunniang will not forget that when she woke up from a coma, she found that the fat and round man was riding on her body, and a pair of rough and stubby hands kept ravaging her physical feeling.

At that moment, the feeling of nausea and vomiting that rushed through her body made her struggle under the man.

It's just that the more she struggles, the more the man lying on top of her laughs wildly, laughing at her for not being able to escape from his palm after all.

The non-commissioned officer clan always has some unspeakable filthy habits in the affairs of men and women.

Yan Chunniang was tortured like crazy, and the next day, when the bustard and the little servants carried her out of the non-commissioned officer's mansion, she was covered in black blue, her face was covered with red marks left by being slapped, and the corners of her mouth were covered with dried blood, as if she had gone to hell.

Since then, she has felt that she is dirty, has lost her previous persistence, and has lost her backbone.

Who pities the broken flowers and willows?

Her body, her everything, thousands of people sleep, ten thousand tastes, filthy.

At the age of sixteen, at the request of the lower government, Huayun Pavilion once sent some tall, talented and beautiful flower cards to the military camp stationed outside the city by Youfufeng, as military prostitutes, and rewarded the soldiers who returned from the bloody battle on the desert frontier.

Yan Chunniang, as the top brand of Huayun Pavilion, was naturally inevitably sent to the barracks.

However, it no longer makes sense for her to be used as a military prostitute. She was calm and numb to the warriors, generals, or butchers who were obsessed with her body, and she did not want to struggle any longer.

It was in this year that Yan Chunniang and Fu Zhongwen met.

At that time, Fu Zhongwen was only nineteen, and after the war between the Northern Desert and the Xiongnu, he was promoted to the general of the right and the left. However, due to the tragic war in the Northern Desert, Fu Zhongwen was seriously injured and returned, and he never dared to return to Fu's old mansion in the military camp outside Youfufeng City.

Yan Chunniang, as the top brand of Huayun Pavilion, was naturally sent to the general's camp tent.

Fu Zhongwen sat on the couch in a loose robe and closed his eyes and stared, and he didn't even know when Yan Chunniang was washed and sent in.

She slept beside him, motionless, looking at his tall body sitting on the edge of the couch, at a loss.

At one point, she thought he was weird and withdrawn.

Later, for three or four days, when she was sent to the camp, Fu Zhongwen never said a word to her, let alone touched her.

Yan Chunniang looked at him silently.

Fu Zhongwen was famous in the Great Wei Dynasty for his handsome appearance when he was a teenager, and returned after fighting in the desert of northern Xinjiang for many years, grinding away the childishness of his youth, becoming tough and mature, and his facial features were more refined.

Yan Chunniang has seen many sons of the scholar clan, but none of them are like Fu Zhongwen.

The life in the military camp was not as bad as she thought, on the contrary, Yan Chunniang, who accompanied Fu Zhongwen every day, had a little more smile than before.

During the night talk of the campfire in the army, she heard a lot of legends about him on the battlefield, listened to him fight and kill the enemy, and listened to how he led the Great Wei army to break through the northern land, directly approached the Xiongnu royal city, and beat the Huns into a mess and fled.

She also admired him more and more.

Although they didn't have any communication, such a quiet and peaceful life was enough for Yan Chunniang.

Such a quiet life has lasted for more than half a month.

Seeing that Fu Zhongwen didn't seem to be interested in Yan Chunniang, the old bustard of the Huayun Pavilion wanted to take him back to the Qinglou and continue to pick up guests. The egg hurts

Yan Chunniang is unwilling to continue to live such a low-voiced life and betray her hue. When the bustard went to the barracks and tried to forcibly take her back, she hid in a small valley next to the barracks. It was a whole night.

She was tired and sleepy and fell asleep in the bushes, and when she woke up, she saw a green snake with a bowl mouth tightly wrapped around the trunk of the tree where she was leaning on the tree where she was sleeping, stretching its long neck and spitting bright red as blood, staring at her coldly.

She almost jumped to her feet in fright, trembling and retreating.

Such a sudden movement completely attracted the attention of the green snake.

Yan Chunniang ran lifelessly in the forest, but how could her speed be comparable to a green snake?

As if it had a spirit, the snake circled in front of her, suddenly stood up, and pounced towards Yan Chunniang like an arrow that was about to be launched.

She fell into the grass with her legs and feet, and when she thought she was about to die in the belly of the snake, she suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound in her ears.

Her eyes were closed, and her expression was pale and ugly.

I waited for a long time, but I never heard any movement from the snake.

Yan Chunniang opened her eyes tremblingly, only to see that there was nothing in front of her, but the green snake was pierced by a feather arrow seven inches, and it seemed to struggle on the ground twice, and then died.

She got goosebumps all over her body, got up from the ground with a bang, and took several steps back, knowing that she couldn't see the corpse of the green snake before she dared to stop.

At this moment, a low mockery suddenly came from the forest: "How dare you run into the dense bushes when you are so daring?" ”

She was so amazed that she turned to look at it.

I saw Fu Zhongwen, who was wearing iron and silver armor and holding a bow and arrow, leaning against a tree with an indifferent expression.

Yan Chunniang had never heard him talk to her, and she didn't expect him to look at herself squarely.

Now, this man, whom she never dreamed of, has saved her life.

Yan Chunniang hesitated and said to him: "General... How is it here? ”

Her voice was visibly hoarse from trembling fear.

Fu Zhongwen stiffened his face and said, "The old bustard of the Huayun Pavilion came to the barracks to look for someone." If I can't find you, I will naturally settle accounts with me. ”

When Yan Chunniang heard this, she dropped her eyes in disappointment, and said with a faint pain in her heart: "The general is just... Don't want to get in trouble? That's why you're looking for me? ”

Fu Zhongwen didn't even bother to listen to her, turned around and walked out of the bushes.

Yan Chunniang looked at him without hesitation, her back was getting farther and farther away, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

Although she never asked for anything, when she felt from his indifferent look that she was a problem for him, her heart still felt like a needle prick.

The two returned to the barracks one after the other.

Yan Chunniang was ready to go back to Huayun Pavilion with the bustard.

After entering the barracks, I learned that the bustard and the little guy in the Huayun Pavilion had already left the barracks two hours ago.

Yan Chunniang felt strange, the bustard didn't find her, how could she leave so easily? What made her even more strange was that Fu Zhongwen clearly told her that the old bustard was still waiting in the barracks... Why is there no one in the blink of an eye?

She inquired about the situation with a few soldiers who were familiar with her, but unexpectedly learned that as early as three hours ago, Fu Zhongwen had told the old bustard of the Huayun Pavilion that he would keep her for another ten days and a half months, and sent them away with money, so that she could continue to stay in the barracks.

Yan Chunniang never expected that Fu Zhongwen, who had never spoken to her for half a month, would actually help.

She remembered the scene in the jungle just now, and then she realized that Fu Zhongwen said those words, probably because she didn't want her to feel that she owed him, so she said hard things casually.

Yan Chunniang faded away, and there was still joy in her heart.

She stood outside Fu Zhongwen's tent and hesitated for a long time before she finally mustered up the courage to prepare to enter the tent and thank him.

When she lifted the curtain, Fu Zhongwen happened to take off her inner robe and change clothes in the tent.

Hearing the movement, he turned to look in front of the tent, and saw Yan Chunniang standing there motionless, raising his eyebrows slightly and saying, "What's the matter?" ”

Yan Chunniang was stunned, then shook her head like a rattle, and called in a low voice like a mosquito and fly: "Slave... The slave is fine. ”

Her words were held in her heart, and she couldn't say anything.

She stared at the four huge scars on Fu Zhongwen's chest, and saw those crooked and uneven scars stretching along his shoulders and neck until his waist.

She only felt shocked, and she didn't dare to imagine what Fu Zhongwen had experienced in the Northern Desert, and the scars on his body would be so terrible.

Fu Zhongwen changed his clothes, turned around and looked again, and saw that Yan Chunniang was still standing there motionless, so he said strangely: "What are you doing all the time standing in front of the door?" ”

Yan Chunniang was startled, put down the curtain that she had been dragging in her hand, and took a few steps forward in a little panic.

Fu Zhongwen evoked a faint smile, stared at her and said, "The old bustard of the Huayun Pavilion, I sent you away." These days... You stay and play some tunes with me. ”