Throughout the ages, women have been seen as vassals of men. *.*

All kinds of shackles such as the Three Virtues and the Four Virtues, and the Legend of the Daughters, were put on the women's bodies and completely locked them in the boudoir attic.

Even if you go to the street to play around, it will be regarded as showing your head, and there is etiquette.

Although, three hundred years ago, Emperor Shengwu ruled the world as a woman. But it still can't be reversed, in this world, the customs and habits that have been passed down for thousands of years.

Even a woman as strong as Ouyang Mochou, who is arrogant and has extraordinary martial arts, has to bow her head again with the etiquette that is pressed on her head.

I think that at the beginning, in order to escape from marriage, I ran from Jiangning to Shanxi and lived in seclusion in this Wutai Mountain.

Ten years have passed.

Now, faced with the choice of life path again, Ouyang Mochou is inevitably a little apprehensive in his heart.

Is this a new path in life?

Or is it a repetition of ten years ago?

Ouyang Mochou didn't know.

Looking up, the sun outside the pavilion is still beautiful.

However, Ouyang Mochou's gaze was a little confused.

Where the white clouds flutter, it is the blue sky. Isn't it an unknown future for her?

Seeing her aunt's confusion and apprehension, Ouyang Rushuang also had deep feelings about her aunt's thoughts.

At the beginning, I was sixteen years old. I also looked forward to a better future, hoping that the eternal legend of talented and beautiful people would be staged on me.

Every day, embroidering purses and singing soft songs that make people blush.

When you are tired, stand up and look at the scenery outside the embroidery building.

Look at the red clouds and green smoke. The bustling Jiangning City. And also......

The talented scholar who shook the folding fan and was chic and dignified.

Ouyang Mochou, who is sixteen years old. Tightly grasping the purse in his hand, his eyes were stupid.

Finally one day. A man in a white shirt stopped as he walked through the attic. Tilt your head. smiled at himself in the attic.

The sun shone right on his face. Ouyang Rushuang seemed to see the scholar, who was extremely quiet and had a pure smile.

At that moment, Ouyang Rushuang's heart was like a deer. Hurriedly closed the window and sat in the boudoir, unable to calm down for a long time.

Perhaps, tomorrow he will stay here and smile to himself!

Ouyang Mochou was holding his purse. I thought to myself. A shy smile at the corner of his mouth made the room full of flowers. Suddenly discolored.

However, man is not as good as heaven.

No matter how good you think, it's just an unrealistic imagination.

The next day, his father told himself with a look of embarrassment that he would go to the palace to draft girls.

The scholar who was looking forward to the sunny board, Ouyang Rushuang, who passed downstairs, suddenly turned pale after hearing the news. The eyes were extremely pure, and they lost their aura in an instant.

Sitting lifelessly in his chair, he suddenly lost the ability to think.

After listening groggily, he returned to the boudoir in a groggy state.

It wasn't until the next day, when he got into the carriage and was about to set off, Ouyang Rushuang finally couldn't suppress the unwillingness in his heart, lifted the curtain and glanced outside.

Luckily, she saw the scholar who stayed yesterday.

Unfortunately, though. That scholar turned out to be an official sent by the imperial court to draft a girl.

As for the clean white shirt, it's just a disguise!

Ouyang Rushuang's trembling heart suddenly shattered into pieces.

Lower the curtain and sit in the dimly lit carriage.

Listen to the ruts running over the stone pavement, creaking and creaking.

Ouyang Rushuang laughed at herself, held it in her hand and showed off her purse for several months, and threw it out of the car.

Since that's the case.

That......

Accept your fate!

……

Now, I have lost the opportunity to choose. Moreover, this opportunity was cut off by his own hands.

In the world, no one can accept her.

No one will accept a defiled woman.

Even if she was once noble.

Even if there were, but, look at the eyes of those of them.

Ouyang Rushuang's heart was like steel, he sneered and looked away.

Their gaze was just a look at the woman in the Qinglou.

In their eyes, I'm just a plaything!

Sighing softly, Ouyang Rushuang withdrew his ethereal thoughts.

Looking at the aunt in front of her, nervous, like a child. I was happy for her, but I couldn't hide my envy.

smiled, stretched out his hand to hold his aunt's hand, and said softly, "Auntie, don't think about it." That Lu Heng, Shuang'er had heard of it before. He doesn't seem to be such a shallow person! And ......"

Ouyang Rushuang smiled, blinked her eyes, and after thinking for a while, she stepped forward mysteriously and whispered in her aunt's ear.

"What?" After hearing the news, Ouyang Mochou suddenly became furious. After standing up, he scolded angrily: "This, this disciple." Even the prairie woman didn't let go? ”

Ouyang Rushuang was disgusted, pulled her aunt to sit down, and said with a smile: "What, aunt, you don't know anything." Those two women are the Tatars of the Tieda tribe, that is, the princesses in the mouths of our Han people! In addition, the Khan King of the Tieda tribe has no children under his knees. In two years, the Tieda tribe will definitely fall into the hands of those two women, and when the time comes, your lover, my uncle, will be able to recover a steppe tribe with tens of thousands of cavalry! ”

"It's too late for ordinary people to admire such a method, why do you react so much, auntie?" Ouyang Rushuang covered her mouth and snickered, her beautiful eyes flowed, she looked at her angry aunt, and said with a smile.

Ouyang Mochou snorted, and was unwillingly pulled down by his niece.

"Hmph, no matter what you say, it's hard to hide the essence of his flowery heart!" Ouyang Mochou said angrily.

Hearing this, Ouyang Rushuang smiled and relieved Lu Heng of the siege: "A man is attentive, that is capable." Besides, compared to those gentlemen who flirt with women from good families on the street on weekdays, and those men who are nostalgic for the brothels of Qinglou every day, my uncle can be regarded as a saint! ”

Ouyang Mochou snorted and said casually: "He dares to go to a brothel." The old lady castrated him! ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the voice had not yet fallen. I heard it in the bamboo forest. Suddenly, there was a thudding sound.

It seems to be the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

The second daughter in the pavilion, after hearing this. I was taken aback.

Ouyang Rushuang, who has no power to restrain the chicken. I was even more frightened and hid behind my aunt. timidly and pitifully tugged at her aunt's sleeve and refused to let go for a moment.

Ouyang Rushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Where did the thief come from, he dared to eavesdrop on my aunt's and nephew's conversation and look for death!" ”

Raise your hand and remove a bamboo leaf floating in the air. Shake your hand.

With a whoosh, the bamboo leaves came out of their hands.

The strength that pierced the air was like a bullet breaking through the air.

In the bamboo forest, there was a panicked footsteps.

Then, a scream came from the depths of the bamboo forest.

After the two heard the sound. Look at each other.

Ouyang Rushuang wondered: "This voice sounds familiar? ”

Ouyang Mochou was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something. The pretty face suddenly turned a charming pink.

With a light foot, the figure flashed, and the whole slender figure, like an arrow, shot out of the pavilion and flew towards the bamboo forest.

And after Ouyang Rushuang saw her aunt's anxious and shy appearance, she suddenly realized, slapped her forehead and said, "Ah, I remembered, he, he...... Ha ha! ”

Halfway through speaking, Ouyang Rushuang couldn't suppress the amusement in her heart, and she didn't care about her image at all, and laughed.

Ouyang Mochou, who was flying in the air, was laughed by his niece behind him, his body was unstable with a smile, he stumbled under his feet, and almost fell to the ground.

Heck, what can I do about that? Embarrassed to death.

Just now, I was still thinking about how to be gentle and how to seduce Lu Heng. In the blink of an eye, there was a flying leaf. Hurt people.

This, this......

When I thought about this, my figure flashed and moved, passing through the forest. Man has come near.

After seeing Lu Heng who was leaning against the tree, his face was pale with fright, and he didn't dare to move for a moment.

Ouyang Mochou was surprised for a moment, couldn't help laughing, and burst out laughing.

There is no other reason, just because the bamboo leaf that he threw casually just now passed through Lu Heng's legs skillfully, nailing Lu Heng's robe to the trunk.

And the place where the robe was torn was only a fraction of a fraction from that place.

"Murder your husband!" Lu Heng was extremely embarrassed, leaning on the trunk of the tree, his legs and feet were soft. Seeing that Ouyang Mochou not only came up to help, but was still there gloating and laughing. Lu Heng had a dark face and scolded angrily.

Ouyang Mochou smiled even more happily after seeing Lu Heng's embarrassed appearance like this.

"Why don't you come over and help?" Lu Heng glanced down at the torn robe, and felt a cool wind, which blew in without hindrance, and was extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Ouyang Mochou bit his lip lightly, trying to stop laughing.

"Who told you to eavesdrop!" After Ouyang Mochou glared at Lu Heng tenderly, he walked over.

After glancing at the position of the bamboo leaf, Ouyang Mochou's pretty face was slightly drunk, and he hesitated, but he still stretched out his hand and pulled out the robe that had been inserted in the trunk.

Lu Heng turned his head, hemmed the robe back, and pulled it over. Seeing the caftan that had become the door curtain, he sighed helplessly.

Ouyang Mochou deliberately glanced at the hole under Lu Heng's crotch, and there was another burst of presumptuous laughter.

The sound of laughter like silver bells echoed in the bamboo forest, and with the sound of the wind, it came far away.

And at the end of the bamboo forest.

After Ouyang Rushuang heard her aunt's happy laughter, a relaxed smile also appeared on her pretty face.

"It seems that my aunt has found the love of her heart!"

……

The bells echo and the sandalwood curls.

In the hall of the Great Majesty, Fahai was dressed in a shabby robe, standing in front of the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha and did not speak for a long time.

looked at the Buddha Lord reverently, and his expression was neither sad nor happy.

Agui, who was extremely bored, sat on the threshold of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looked at the monk Fahai who had been standing in front of the Buddha statue for an hour, motionless, and yawned sleepily.

"Fahai, if you go on like this, you really want to become a Buddha!" Agui leaned on the threshold, closed his eyes, enjoyed the afternoon sun, and said with a smile