The twenty-year-old thief couldn't figure it out, and he looked at the empty chamber and thought he had suffered the most frustrating night of his life. Fourteen years later, when he swallowed the poison and met the man, he realized that this was the most mysterious and divine night of his life. ”

The thief has escaped many times in his life, but each time he saved himself. The only time he was rescued was when he was fifteen years old before he was a bandit.

The person who rescued him that night brought a girl with a comb horn, who was not as tall as his chin, but he learned that the adult had a lilac hibiscus flower in his ear. She leaned over to change the dressing for him, and the hibiscus snuggled on her delicate little ears, wanting to fall instead of falling, causing him to lose his mind, and she tossed around the wound indiscriminately. Later, his injuries healed, and he and she were gone.

Over the years, he has had many women, robbed, cheated, and sent to the door himself. But after a pleasure, he couldn't remember their faces, let alone their names. It's just that a few years ago, he occasionally had a dream in which only a lilac hibiscus flower crumbled in front of his eyes. And he, always looking at the hibiscus and asking its name.

He didn't expect that he would meet her again, in such a situation.

There are many mechanisms in the secret passage outside the stone gate, and the palace outside the secret passage is heavily guarded, and Zhisong's banquet will soon be over. Tonight, even he couldn't have walked away with a pregnant woman and a sick child.

She and her son can only live one.

And she will definitely choose to stay.

Since she was going to die soon, there was no need to ask her name again......

"Let's go, let's go, what's your daddy's name, where are the people?" With a cold face, the thief pulled the boy out of the woman's arms and carried him onto his shoulders. He had to get out of here right away.

"You're going to take me out? What about A-Niang? She has a little doll in her belly and can't run fast. ”

"Your grandfather saved me before, but he didn't save my mother, I only saved one person today." The thief slapped the boy on the ass to signal him to shut up, but the boy listened to him and struggled desperately, a pair of small fists crackling and hitting him on the back of the head. The thief was already choked in his heart, and he dragged the boy down and threw him on the ground in a hurry, shouting, "What's the trouble? I can't leave your mother, so I will stay here and die with her! ”

The boy supported the ground with his hands and staggered to his feet: "Uncle, take my aunt away!" ”

He glanced at the woman and motioned for her to quickly persuade the boy to go with him.

"Can you really only take one person out?" The woman asked.

"This is the mansion of the Shangqing of the Jin Kingdom, do you see that I have three heads and six arms?" The thief tilted his head angrily. This time, he didn't want to remember her face.

"Ah Quinoa, will you blame your mother?" The woman crouched down and stroked the boy's face.

The thief was shocked, she actually wanted to keep her son?!

She's going to leave her son to those people to dig up the flesh and blood!

The boy bit his lip, and he wanted to comfort his mother like a man: "No, Quinoa understands." ”

"When A-Niang is gone, those bad guys will come again, if you can't stand it......"

"It's okay, Daddy will come to save me. I'm waiting for him here, and I can stand it. The boy nodded heavily, as if that would give him the courage to survive what would happen next.

There was indescribable bitterness in the woman's eyes, she didn't dare to cry, she was afraid that if she cried, she would no longer be able to stop her tears: "Okay, Ah Quinoa, then you turn your back, Ah Niang doesn't want you to watch Ah Niang go." The woman lowered her head and nudged the boy gently.

The boy's tears poured down like a waterfall at this moment.

"A-Niang—" He hugged the woman's stomach and cried silently.

He's afraid of the dark. He was afraid of quiet. He was afraid that a person would be buried in the ground, and he would never be able to get out if he lived.

He was afraid of pain. He was afraid that they would come again to take his blood and dig up his flesh. He was afraid that when he rolled on the ground in pain, no one would hold him and hurt with him.

But he couldn't let A-Niang stay, let his sister stay. He knew that A-Niang's belly must be a younger sister, he couldn't let those people put her in the food ding, he couldn't let those people eat her. He was her brother, and every night she would kick Ah Niang in the face through the stomach. He heard her cry: "Brother, brother, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." "She is his sister, not some dead daughter, not some god and ghost who eats and can live forever. He wanted her to live, and he wanted her to live, and he wanted to live when she stood in front of him one day and called him brother.

The boy wiped away his tears, saluted the woman and the thief, and walked step by step to the room where his screams echoed day and night.

The thief didn't know what to say, and he suddenly wanted to quit drinking, and wanted to send back the few women he had robbed. If he continues to practice, will he be able to take this boy with him after five years?

The boy walked into the chamber and knelt down against the wall, his thin back standing as pine.

The woman covered her mouth and tears rained down.

"Even I may not be able to find him again today. If you don't want him to suffer, I can help you kill him. Before the thief finished speaking, the sword was already in his hand.

The woman clenched her belly, and the fetus in her womb punched and kicked her in the belly like crazy, and the pain made her almost faint.

"No!" She grabbed the long hair hanging behind her, braided it into a long braid as fast as she could, and then snatched the thief's sword and cut it off, "I want him to live, only if he is alive will he have a chance, and if he dies, there will be nothing." As long as I am gone, they will not dare to make him sick and let him die. Someday someone will come to his rescue. She held the broken braid in one hand, and held her high bulging lower abdomen with the other, and through a layer of flesh, a small hand was beating her palm heavily. She took it as a message, a promise.

The thief placed the severed hair beside the boy, then picked up the woman and ran into the secret passage.

He knew that this boy, he would not last three days. He'll go crazy and die.

The woman in her arms did not look back, did not make a sound, but the thief heard a heart-wrenching cry in the darkness.

For the sake of one child, she gave up another, and she was worse than dead.

When I got out of the secret room, I passed through the inner courtyard and saw the high wall. Thieves stopped at a distance of freedom. When he came out of the dark passage, a hidden mechanism cut his thigh, and there was a wooden cone on the top of the high wall of Zhifu, and he couldn't get out of holding her, so he had to find another exit.

There is a low side door in the west corner of the Zhifu, and the two gatekeepers are curled up and hiding by the door to make a fire.

They rubbed their hands together and complained about the harsh winter of not giving the poor a way to live, but before they could finish their complaints, their necks were broken by a pair of hands sticking out from behind them.

The woman watched them fall to the ground like broken sacks, and she was a little overwhelmed as she clung to her hard, aching stomach.

"Let's go, my horse is tethered somewhere else, a little way from here. Don't go away later, I'll be back soon. The thief shoved the woman into a hole in a tree by the side of the road. He wanted to carry her with him, but his injured right leg was already starting to go numb, and he had to quickly retrieve his horse and get her out of here.

"Do you still have a weapon for self-defense?" She shivered a little in pain, and her words were broken and broken.

Thinking that she was afraid, the thief took out a two-inch-long dagger from his arms and handed it to her: "If I'm not mistaken, what Zhisong really wants is the child in your belly." If I haven't come back, you can threaten them with it and wait for me to come back. Remember your own words, you have a chance to live, and nothing to die with. ”

The woman lowered her head and clenched the dagger, her stealing eyes falling on her short ear-length hair. A gust of wind blew through him, and he turned away. He didn't know that sometimes a turn is forever. The happy reunion is the real end.