In the early morning of March 12, the thirteenth year of Hongwu.

In the outside world, spring is already very cheerful and bright. However, in the deep mountains of the northern border, the bitter cold is still as harsh as winter, the wind is howling, and the snow is flying.

A deep, narrow valley. Cliffs on both sides of the cliffs.

Behind the cliff, a courtyard behind a cliff. In the embrace of the mountains, the wind is quiet. Warm lights, peacefully lit in the courtyard.

Through the window, you can see that in the north side of the house, there are still figures swaying. Suddenly, the door opened, and a young woman walked out, stretched out her hand, stayed in the air for a moment, retracted to look at the snowflakes in her palms, looked up at the sky again, then turned and walked back into the house, closing the door.

The room was silent. The fire burned brightly, and it was always jumping wildly, tossing the restless light and shadow around the room. A young woman was lying motionless on a couch. She was about twenty years old, her eyes were closed, her eyelids were swollen, her face was stained with tears, and her long hair was scattered over her pale and haggard face, but it still could not hide her amazing beauty. In this long, bitter cold night, it seems that it is not the lights, but her face that makes the whole room shine. At this moment, this astonishing face seemed to be withering fairy grass lying weakly on the couch, covered with a quilt, without any movement. On the bed and quilt, everywhere was stained red with blood, which was shocking.

A man in his mid-thirties sat on the edge of the bed, holding one of the woman's hands tightly at all times. He is slender, beautiful, and heroic; It is rare to have such a beautiful man in the world, just as it is rare to have such a beautiful woman in the same world as on the couch, and it is even more rare to have such a couple.

"Second brother, the snow is smaller than just now." The sister-in-law, who had just watched the weather outside the door, said to the man.

The man was slightly startled, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and asked, "What time is it now?" ”

The sister-in-law said: "It's been four watches outside." It's been a night, and my sister-in-law hasn't given birth yet. What can I do? ”

The woman on the couch suddenly moved, opened her eyes, and called weakly: "Brother Feng—"

The man hurriedly leaned down and looked at his wife anxiously and affectionately. "Yunjun, I'm here."

The woman looked at her husband, and a shallow smile bloomed on her beautiful face, which had been tortured. She was about to say something, when her expression suddenly changed, her body twitched violently, and she screamed in horror.

Both men in the room were startled and grabbed her together. "Yunjun!" "Sister-in-law!"

The screams continued, higher and higher, so sharp and piercing, tragic and terrible, as if a dagger pierced the night sky, freezing the entire deep mountains and tearing the heavens and the earth apart in agony. The man had killed countless people in his life, and he had never been merciful, but he had never heard a more terrible scream; He heard the foreshadowing of the voice, and he was so frightened that his whole body was sifted through chaff, his heart was full of blankness, and before he knew it, he had burst into tears.

The screams stopped abruptly; Instead, a loud baby's cry broke through the night sky, and the same scream just now, full of sadness and helplessness, and there was no joy of new life at all, shocking the entire mountain and the world.

The man stared blankly at his dead wife on the couch. On that tortured and beautiful face, the two eyes that were as black as night were still wide open, staring blankly into the empty air, and never seeing the touching affectionate gaze of the past again. The hand in his hand had hung down weakly, and there was no longer the slightest life.

"Yunjun? Yun Jun ...... "He picked her up, gently hugged her in his arms, caressed her face, tears poured down, and called one after another, the call was full of frightened sorrow and desolate despair, which made people heartbroken.

The sister-in-law on one side had already cut the umbilical cord with tears in her eyes and picked up the baby. a boy; She wiped the blood from the child, wrapped him in a clean cotton cloth, and brought it to the father.

When the grieving man saw the child, he was stunned for a moment, and sat there in a daze, looking at the young baby crying incessantly, as if he had not yet reacted to what it was.

Then, suddenly, he shuddered, understood something, lowered his head, and looked at his wife's face, the beautiful eyes that were still open.

"Second brother, this is the only blood and bone left to you by your sister-in-law, this is your child." The sister-in-law cried and handed the child to the man.

The man took the child with a sloppy hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it; Suddenly, his face changed, as if he had instantly returned to the shocking murderer he had been. He stood up suddenly, his face was as gloomy as a knife, and his eyes radiated a murderous aura of hatred, and he threw the child to the ground fiercely, and shouted ferociously:

"I'll kill him—"

The frightened sister-in-law hurriedly threw herself on the ground, snatched the crying child from the front of the fierce kick that was about to fly, held it in her arms, and ran away from the door. She knew her second brother.

At dawn. In the eastern sky, the night is still like ink. The snow no longer falls; The sky has cleared. A bright and dazzling morning star rose silently, hanging lonely and desolate on the endless cliffs of the sky; The night sky, which was empty, was still dead darkness, no wind, no clouds, only a lone star, wordlessly looking down on the earth.