I covered Si'er's eyes and brought her into the house, and after some washing, I went to bed with her.

Si'er took my hand and said a lot, I knew that she was afraid, afraid that when she calmed down, she would remember the scene of the fish woman's head falling to the ground. I held her hand and listened quietly until she was tired and sleepy, and then fell into a deep sleep.

I pillowed my arms and looked at Si'er's peaceful sleeping face, listening to her regular breathing, and I didn't feel sleepy.

Outside, the heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time finally came. The rain crashed against the window, crackling, as if someone had deliberately smashed handfuls of raw beans into the window. How ridiculous, in this night full of hatred, even the sound of the rain carries an irresolvable hatred.

Hatred is the most difficult emotion in the world to eliminate, it will slowly ferment in the bottom of the heart, and then little by little it will devour a person's conscience and swallow up his original appearance. From a servant to the person he hated the most, the fish woman became another Yao girl, Ah Yu endured the pain and swung a knife to kill his wife, whose fault is all this? From the beginning to the present, each of us has had the opportunity to stop this tragedy, but my evasion, unsympathetic indifference, the obsession of the servant, the innocence of the fish woman, and the ignorance of the fish have finally appeared in front of us in such a tragic posture.

No one can change what has happened, and now I only hope that an old grudge will end tonight.

But why is this night so long and so difficult?

I sighed and closed my eyes.

Si'er was afraid of being quiet, but I was afraid to close my eyes. I'm afraid that as soon as I close my eyes, I will see the Yao Girl, see the Yu Maid, and see the Fish Woman. But at this moment, I only saw a lonely figure standing in the dark window.

What's he doing? What are the secrets he says will touch the limits of my heart?

When the rain stops, when the day dawns, will he come to me? If there's something he really doesn't want to say, I might be able to disagree

Oh my God, what am I doing? Am I missing him? Have I started exonerating him?!

I opened my eyes and sat up from the bed, my heart pounding.

No, no, if I can't get him to confess to me this time, then the secrets between us will only increase, and the doubts in my heart about him will accumulate more and more. If we want to hold hands and go all the way, I have to know all about him, good and bad. My evasion will only push him further. I should firmly believe in my original thoughts, and firmly believe that Zhao Wuxian, who has no hidden and no secrets, is also worthy of my love and protection.

I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, I'm going to find Wuxian, I can't hide here anymore!

The summer rain always came and went, and by the time I opened the door, the showers had already stopped. The eastern sky had faded from its heavy black curtain, revealing a faint and charming grayish-purple color. The yard was still damp, and I could hear the creaking of water when my feet stepped on the water-soaked grass. If it weren't for the two bodies wrapped in futons in the middle of the courtyard, I think I could say that it was a beautiful morning.

Yu An, still wearing the white robe he wore last night, was squatting on the ground with his back to me, trying to tie the mat to the corpse with a thick hemp rope.

"Yu An." I walked up behind him and whispered.

"Are you awake?" Yu An put down the hemp rope in his hand and stood up.

"Well, what about the others? Ah Yu, he: "I looked at Yu An, and I wanted to stop talking.

"Wuxian is in the main house, Ah Shou has just slept." Yu An glanced at me, turned around and squatted down in front of the corpse again, "Ah Yu, he cut off his left hand last night, and neither I nor Wuxian could stop it." ”

He literally cut off his own hand

My throat tightened, I wanted to ask Ah Yu what Wuxian said, I wanted to ask him how his injuries were, but I hesitated for a while and only said, "Really?" He's using a double sword! ”

"Even if he only has one hand, Shirtless won't leave him." Yu An raised his head and pulled the corners of his mouth at me, and lowered his head again, "Ah Shi, I'm going to send the two of them to be buried outside Xicheng now, do you want to go together?" ”

I turned my head to look at the main house with the lights on, and nodded at Yu An: "Of course I want to go, is the fish woman's body all gone?" ”

"Well, the shirtless asked Ah Shou to sew his head back." Yu An picked up Youyu's feet with one hand, and skillfully wrapped the hemp rope with the other.

"I'll help you!" I rolled up my cuffs and lifted the servant's feet.

Yu An blocked me with his back on one side of his body: "The dead man is obscure, this is not what you should do!" Wait for me on the ox cart outside the door! ”

"I met him the year I met you, I couldn't save his life, I should give him a good ride." I turned to Yu An's side and lifted Yu Yu's foot without saying a word.

Yu An looked at me and bowed slightly, and then didn't say anything more.

It seemed to Ann that he had long been familiar with the shrouding of the body, and it took him less than half an hour to tie up the corpses of the servant and the fish woman, and carry them to the ox cart outside the door.

At this moment, the genius of Qufu City was bright, and the streets were quiet, only a few families in the low-lying areas had opened their doors and were sweeping the stagnant water in the houses little by little.

Yu An drove the ox cart, and I sat silently beside him with my head down.

"You and the Shirtless"

"You and Si'er"

I smiled awkwardly: "I'm so sorry last night, I don't know about you two uh, I shouldn't have bothered you, I just had a little conflict with Wuxian, it's not a big deal." ”

"I heard you crying at the door, while you were talking to Si'er."

"Am I crying? I don't even remember it myself. I shook my head and sneered, "I have some old grudges with Wuxian, and I have always kept them in my heart and didn't want to mention them, but now it's good to uncover them, and I can make it clear in one breath to save me suspicion in the future." You don't have to worry about us, we'll be fine in two days. What about you? How are you and Si'er? ”

Yu An glanced at me, and there was an emotion in his dark eyes that I couldn't see clearly: "Don't worry, just like I said at the beginning, I will definitely give her the right place." ”

Deserve it? Is it a wife, or a concubine?

I pursed my lips and swallowed back the words that came to my lips. The current scene is really not suitable for discussing the marriage of men and women. Perhaps, when we return to the Jin Kingdom, I can find a better opportunity to talk to him about Si'er's marriage.

The ox cart walked slowly along the city's avenue for about three quarters of an hour before I arrived at the west gate, and I had been worried about how to explain the origin of the two corpses behind me to the soldiers guarding the city. Unexpectedly, the defenders of the city let us out of the city without even asking.

"Why didn't they ask and let us take the body out of town?" Walking on the yellow mud path outside the city, I whispered to Yu An.

"In such a troubled time, in such a famine year, maybe someone will carry corpses to the cemetery outside the city every morning! When they have time to ask us, they might as well close their eyes and doze off a few more times. Yu An snorted lightly and added a whip to the cow's back, "Ah Shi, I heard you and Si'er mention Yao Nu last night, but you are talking about the little female slave of the Zhao family serving Zhao Mengli?" ”

"Zhao Mengli? No, Yao Nu was given to Qin Gongzili by the Zhi family, and Gongzili was transferred to Wu Feng. ”

"Then we should be talking about the same person!" Far ahead, a fiery red sun rose behind countless mountain peaks, Yu An looked at the red mist, and said slowly, "Fifteen years ago, Yao Nu was still a little slave who served Zhao Mengli, and after the Fan family and the Zhongxing family were expelled from the Jin Kingdom by Siqing, she was sent to the Zhifu with a group of female musicians. Wuxian saved her once when she was young, and she and a few of us are old acquaintances. ”

"You and Yin Duo know her too?"

"Since you have been to Jinyang, you must have heard about the old story between me and Yin Duo and Wuxi."

"Well, this spring Jinyang moved, I went to Jinyang with Wuxian in the name of the Son of God, and befriended Yin Duo when I was in Jinyang. Yin Duo is dedicated to his duties, and by this winter at the latest, the houses in Jinyang City will be rebuilt. If you have time, you can take Si'er back to see if your father was really back then."

"Ah Shi" Yu An's face sank and interrupted me, "Since you know my background, you naturally know that my father was forced to commit suicide. ”

"I know." Dong An is Zhao Ying's right-hand man, and his courage and talent in the Liuqing Rebellion made him a thorn in the side of the Zhi clan, so as soon as the civil strife ended, the Zhi clan, who was an ally of the Zhao clan, suddenly attacked and forced him to death.

"Then do you know that after his death, he was hung on the tower of the city built by himself, and his body was exposed for half a month? He used his life to save the lives of the Zhao family, but he hung in the scorching sun and watched his family members being buried in the loess one by one. Over the years, I haven't had the opportunity to return to Jinyang, but I never want to set foot in that place again. Yu Anyang whipped the cow's back fiercely, and his face was full of morning glow, and the frost appeared immediately.

Fifteen years have passed, and the Liuqing Rebellion of that year started because Zhao Ying killed a Zhao Wu, but because of the death of a Dong Anyu, the dust finally landed. Whether it was reminding Zhao Ying's soldiers to beware of Erqing, or the last person to bear the charge of "death of the one who started the disaster", Dong Anyu did save Zhao Ying and saved Zhao. But for An, for Dong Shu, the orphan of the Dong family, there are painful memories in that turbulent past that he is most unwilling to remember.

Since Tianshu's farewell, the person in front of me has become more and more depressed. How many people has he killed for Tianshu these days? Are the resentful spirits that died under his sword still hanging dead on him, making him unhappy all the time? He is such a man, and Si'er is such a woman. Although she loves him to the core, do I really feel at ease to hand over the simple and kind Si'er to this mysterious man?