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When a person lives in the world, there should always be a belief that supports him to live. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info This belief can be hatred for a person. It can be love for a person.

A person's willingness to live must have a meaning to live. Whether it is selfishness or love for others.

Guo Shan once suffered great sorrow and pain. He understood better than many the pain of losing the meaning of life. I also know better than anyone else the happiness that comes from the meaning of existence. He thought that the existence of Guo Fu now and the existence of Tang Juan in the past were the meaning of his ability to survive in this era. And what is the meaning of the survival of flower butterflies?

At this moment, the flower butterfly opened its eyes blankly. Look at the slightly dilapidated beams overhead. Since his accession to the throne and the practice of clean government. Most of the houses in the palace are so dilapidated and have not been repaired. Every time I see this slightly dilapidated house. Flower Butterfly always remembers her broken identity now.

Once a noble lady on the high. Not to mention being in charge of the life of a large family. But he is also a high-class person who can kill thousands or more people with his feet. Why would he be willing to fall into the court and be a sinner? The glory of the past no longer allowed her to live humbly, but only to die proudly. And in the years since the outbreak of the war, when the soldiers and horses finally broke through the homeland, she thought that she could take her subordinates to stop it. Just because she is the head of the family.

However. She couldn't do that.

It's a woman, after all. Especially after discovering that you are pregnant. She couldn't do that. What better reason could be stronger than to keep a child alive.

It's not about ten years of dormancy. But when her home was ruined and all the doors were destroyed, she was pregnant and prostrate with a large number of female slaves, and she was filled into the palace as the wife of a convicted official. Become the most despicable slave girl. is destined to do things that are destined to be unseemly with a group of palace maids who are destined to die of old age in the decayed courtyard. More and faster chapters are here.

So ten years ago. A heavy rain fell. In this dilapidated house. gave birth to a baby who was destined to be unloved. And a woman who has not given birth to a baby in this place in this environment will never know the price that this woman has paid to give birth to such a baby. At that time when the pain and care environment is extremely low. At the risk of nine deaths, a fragile life was born.

No one helped. Even if it's a palace maid. Because in the eyes of some. It's a pretty unfortunate thing when you have a baby.

"Wow~~~"

There seemed to be a baby's cry ringing in my ears. In the night of pouring rain. The flower butterfly that was so weak that it was to death cried with joy. She didn't know where the power came from. She personally cut the umbilical cord between the child and herself. Regardless of the blood and dirty water stains underneath him. Cry with this child.

She was only in her twenties that year. So I hugged the weak child. A very humble conviction was strengthened. That's no matter what you do. Let this fragile life live, too.

Survive. This little hope became the belief that she had to work hard. And in fact. Such a simple thing was done at the cost of her life.

There is no confinement to sit. Not to mention vacations.

Flower Butterfly remembers that the day after giving birth, she took her weak body to do heavy work. She lost count of the number of times she had dragged her overworked body back day and night to find that the child was dying of hunger.

Survive like ants. Tenacious and determined, yet extraordinarily fragile. But who's to say it's not worth it. After all, she relied on her own strength to survive countless oppressions. Not only himself is alive. It also feeds a life. Miraculously. Raised this life until the age of ten.

Hua Ruyi is almost ten years old this year. He didn't know who his father was. But the flower butterfly thinks. It's not too critical after all. You don't need your children to know where they come from. Just need your own children to live. Then there is a hope of survival.

With her means. Although he is still the object of oppression, he can still survive in the palace with his children. Until he met Guo Shan. It is even more to eliminate Liu Gongjian who dares to fight his own ideas. Successfully enveloped Guo Shan. Although the means of entrapment are really not visible. But she succeeded, didn't she?

She not only relied on means to get the hope of the child out of the palace. Even unexpectedly, even she was given the hope of escaping the palace. She wasn't wrong. Because Guo Shan really helped her. But. In the end, she still lost.

Suddenly. A decade of hard work was ruined.

This moment. Flower butterflies don't know what the meaning of their survival is. I don't know what else she has to believe in living.

So dazed. Stunned, he looked at the dilapidated beams overhead. No one asked, and Gu didn't know when the collapsed beams of the house were just like her heart at the moment.

The world in her eyes is only the ruined beams. I have long forgotten the people or things around me. Even Sun Simiao, who had been standing beside her bed with medicinal soup. and Guo Shan and Wang Feng, who were worried on the other side, were also not in her eyes.

Look at her at the moment. Sun Simiao couldn't help but sigh dejectedly and said, "People are alive." The first time to renew the heart but died. I'm afraid I'm going to be saved. I won't live long. ”

Wang Feng also shook his head. But she doesn't particularly understand. People who have not experienced it naturally do not understand others so much. What's more, although Wang Feng is also a palace maid. But after all, she had never been a high-ranking lady. Later, it was not a phoenix that fell into the dust. Neither in the palace but in the dying struggle to give birth to a weak orphan. There is no flesh and blood that has no one to take care of when he dies.

She has never had such a joy as a flower butterfly in her life. There is no great compassion experienced by flowers and butterflies. Mercy, of course. But when it comes to empathy, it's not at all.

And among those present. On the contrary, Guo Shan felt some empathy.

He came to the Tang Dynasty in a daze when his parents were still alive. I have experienced the grief of not having relatives in the world. I also tasted the happiness of having a person in the world who depended on each other. It's just that Tang Juan is still alive. So he is not as miserable as what happened to Flower Butterfly now. It doesn't feel so painful. But he was still able to know. The worldly relatives are not alive and suffering.

"She really doesn't want to live anymore." Guo Shan looked at the flower butterfly's desperate eyes. Said a word. I feel sad for what happened to this woman. I felt a little displeased.

This unhappiness is unreasonable. I'm afraid it's because Guo Shan knows that Hua Ruyi has become everything in Hua Butterfly's heart at this moment. And in the heart of the flower butterfly, he is not even one percent. But this kind of jealousy doesn't make sense.

Even. There is also a hint of competition for favor in this displeasure. But that's when children should be spoiled. When will it be his turn to be spoiled by the flower butterfly. So. Guo Shan felt that this displeasure was unreasonable.

"I just went to the purifier and asked for a question. It turned out that they were all arranged by Liu Zuocheng to clean Hua Ruyi's body. Guo Shan shook his head inexplicably and sighed: "This Liu Zuocheng." What the hell. ”

Sun Simiao almost didn't drop the bowl out of his hand. He looked at Guo Shan unkindly. I wonder what this little imp is going to do. Why say this at this time.

But although Sun Simiao didn't want to admit it. I also have to admit that Guo Shan's words have the effect of living dead. The flower butterfly's blank eyes immediately came to the spirit. Although it was still so weak, the anger and hatred could not be concealed. Or maybe she didn't even try to hide it.

Sun Simiao was shocked. Suddenly, it seemed that he saw a female corpse lying on the kang. And this female corpse. Because of Guo Shan's words, he suddenly rejuvenated his soul and opened a pair of murderous eyes.

Sun Simiao sighed. After glancing at Guo Shan, he shook his head. He knows. This woman has now become a vengeful female ghost because of Guo Shan's words. And once this female ghost succeeds, some people will inevitably die because of it.

Sun Simiao is a healer. He has worked with many patients. It's not that he doesn't know that hatred can keep people alive. But in comparison, it arouses hatred and keeps people alive. He preferred to let that person die. He strongly disagreed with Guo Shan's approach. But it couldn't stop Guo Shan from doing so. Because Sun Simiao knows. Don't. Flower butterflies will die.

"Liu Zuocheng is too bad. Use power to do whatever you want. He went on like this. In the future, Hua Ruyi will be really killed by him. More and faster chapters are here. But we're here. I'm here. He didn't want to do anything like that again. Guo Shan said a sentence awe-inspiring to Sun Simiao's blood.

What do you call us in. I'm just a Langzhong. It will not involve you in these struggles. Have the heart to distinguish between two sentences. But Sun Simiao was afraid of stimulating the flowers and butterflies on the kang. So he could only shake his head, and the ninja vomited blood out of the room and said coldly, "I'll warm it up." ”

Wang Feng glanced at the flower butterflies on the kang. glanced at Guo Shan strangely. Hurriedly said: "I'll help a group of Doctor Sun." ”

There were almost no 'outsiders' in the house. Guo Shancai sat on the edge of the kang and held the hand of the flower butterfly. Softly said, "Don't worry." No matter what happens. I've got you covered. ”

"Flowers. How is he. "For a long time. Flower Butterfly asked.

Guo Shan glanced at the flower butterfly in disappointment. There was a hint of dejection in his tone: "He should be fine." But he can't be seen casually. You know. The first half of the month is the most dangerous time. At any time, there is a danger to life, and you cannot contact the outside world. Especially you. I'm afraid you'll irritate him if you go. ”

The flower butterfly closed her eyes when she heard this. Two lines of tears slipped down his cheeks. "Thank you." ”

Although very immoral. But Guo Shan was really pleasantly surprised when he heard these three words. Whether the flowers and butterflies are polite or sincere. Guo Shan heard her thank you for the first time. Although ninety percent of the two lines of tears were not shed for themselves. But at the end of the day, she showed her weakness in front of herself.

Thereupon. Guo Shan held her hand more gently and said, "Say thank you to me." Isn't your child my child? ”

As a 'stepfather'. This must be said. It is also a common line used in films, television and scripts. But Guo Shan found out. The words that came out of his mouth only increased the embarrassment in any case. But the unexpected effect appeared. Guo Shan found that the hand of the flower butterfly finally reacted. Hold Guo Shan's hand tightly. Her hands were cold. But it still made Guo Shan feel safe.

Security. Isn't it for her to be given to herself? How could it be that I found a sense of security from her.

Guo Shan was a little apprehensive. But he soon put this distraction behind him. After all, this is the first time that Flower Butterfly has taken the initiative to hold her hand. Suppress the excitement. He gave the flower butterfly an atmospheric saying: "Don't worry. I'm behind you no matter what. That Liu Zuocheng. He couldn't have lived anyway. ”

That's it. Guo Shan sold himself again.

ps: There are a lot of people in my hometown who grow flue-cured tobacco and get rich. The last two or three months have been quite busy. People cannot leave their relatives. Although it will be very tiring and bitter to go back to my hometown to help, I can't shirk the 'invitation' of my elders. Nor can we shirk it. Believe me. The debt and the break make me more miserable than everyone else. Because that represents. Many rewards such as full attendance that have been maintained for a long time have been in vain. The continuous change that lasted for half a year was gone.

But. Fiction still goes on like life.

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