She asked her cronies when it happened.

The cronies' already frozen faces trembled, and replied to her.

Twelve years of Ding'an.

It was the year before she married him!

She fell to the ground, and there were no tears!

She just thought it was funny!

How ridiculous! The clan uncle who delayed her marriage for a year, the person who was scolded thousands of times by her in her heart, turned out to be Zheng Yunniang!

She laughed at her own childish ignorance.

laughed at his persistence for more than ten years.

Laughing at Feng Yao's understanding of himself.

She sat in the snow and laughed, thinking that the world had never been so ridiculous!

Laughing and laughing, he laughed and burst into tears.

She didn't wipe it, and let the hot tears gradually become cold and freeze......

The cronies knelt on the ground, unable to say anything.

After laughing and crying enough, Zhou Jiao ignored her illness, took a few changes of clothes and left the north.

his Feng Yao!

his official wife!

She dragged her sick body all the way with a thought to support, she wanted to go back, she wanted to kneel in front of Zheng Yunniang's grave and apologize to her, saying that she was wrong and that she regretted it......

The porter was still a familiar person to her, and when he saw her return, he knelt on the ground and cried for a day.

She went to Zheng Yunniang's grave, and her biological parents were buried next to her, and they slept in the same cave, reflecting Zheng Yunniang's grave even more lonely.

Zhou Jiao braved the cold winter wind and knelt in front of Zheng Yunniang's grave, and her heart that had been wandering for many years had a home at that moment.

She walked everywhere in the old mansion, touched the chess pieces played by Zheng Yunniang and played the piano......

There are also unfinished poems by Zheng Yunniang on the desk.

The yellow wine is clear, the autumn moon is white, and the north returns to the Hongyan year......

So familiar, yet so unfamiliar!

Zheng Yunniang seemed to live in every corner of the old mansion, and talked to Zhou Jiao about what had happened in the past ten years......

Nothing had changed in her own room, not even the books she hadn't finished, and the half of the embroidery still hanging on the shelf, as it had been when she had left.

With tears in her eyes, she carefully looked at every part of the old mansion.

Hearing that she was back, all the old servants from the past came to say goodbye.

With a stiff smile, she looked at the people who were not much older than before, and her heart was cold.

She asked them everything about Zheng Yunniang.

Since she left, Zheng Yunniang has concealed the news of her elopement very well, and has been calling her illness to the outside world.

But after half a year, she didn't see any messages from her, and she was very anxious, so she sent a letter to Feng Yao and asked him to come back and sign the marriage certificate.

The marriage book had already been written, but Feng Yao did not come back for a long time, Zheng Yunniang felt uncomfortable, and went to the temple to worship the Xuanyin Heavenly Maiden.

On the way back it was raining heavily, and the carriage overturned into the river.

Feng Yao arrived in Yuling early the next morning and learned the news that Zheng Yunniang was missing, and while asking people to look for it, he sent the marriage letter to the county office.

In less than the afternoon, Zheng Yunniang's carriage was fished up.

Zheng Yunniang's body was tightly wrapped around the reins on the carriage, and it took several mothers-in-law to untie it......

Every time Zhou Jiao heard this, she couldn't listen anymore, and her palm was pinched out of a dense wound by herself.

She could understand how painful and worried Zheng Yunniang was at that time.

The beloved daughter has to be filial piety for at least a year because of her, how credible can such a man who bewitches his daughter to elope......

She must have struggled desperately, but in the end she could not escape the cold water.

Zhou Jiao is like a crazy demon, and she has to find some people every day to ask Zheng Yunniang about it.

It was as if she was also in a cold river, tormented by the pain of suffocation!

Zheng Yunniang's funeral was done by Feng Yao, and he used the excuse that Zhou Jiao was seriously ill to mourn as the son-in-law of the Zhou family.

But he didn't tell Zhou Jiao about this.

He treated her sincerely at that time, and how sincere he was, how much he understood.

The two were neither married nor had children at that time, and once Zhou Jiao knew that Zheng Yunniang died because of her, she would never see him again even if she left home.

He was afraid of telling the truth, and in the name of his uncle, he deceived her into keeping filial piety for a year.

He intercepted the letters and gifts sent by Zhou Jiao every year, he lied to her that Zheng Yunniang was unwilling to forgive her, and he lied to her that the marriage letter was begged for by the patriarch......

He lied to her......

Zhou Jiao's body soon collapsed.

Her two sons all arrived.

She lay on the bed, looking at her child, and the guilt in her heart added to it.

Feng Yao also chased after him.

But she would not see him.

Feng Yao stood outside her door, crying and asking her if she was sorry for her except for Zheng Yunniang's death, and why she didn't even want to meet her at this time.

She has treated him so coldly all these years, but has he ever given her half a harsh punishment......

Zhou Jiaoqiang got off the ground and stood at the door quietly listening to Feng Yao's complaints.

Is Feng Yao sorry for her?

Obviously, no!

In this world, Feng Yao has already given her everything he can give her.

The status of the wife, the glory of the son-in-law, the dignity of the back house, and the dignity when going out......

Just ask how many men in this world can do Feng Yao!

Maybe the two are no longer affectionate now, but in this process, is she not responsible?

Zhou Jiao burst into tears.

It turns out that two unsuitable people are together, and they don't need any deep hatred, love and hatred, as long as they drift apart in ordinary life, they can make each other suffer.

She opened the door, and her thin, paper-like body stood straight in front of it.

She looked at Feng Yao, who was already old in her thirties, because she was closed and gone, and she had no temperament.

She stood quietly for a long time, the coldness in her eyes gradually receding, with a little tenderness.

Maybe it's the dying of man, and she doesn't want to owe him any more.

It turns out that she is not the only one who has had a hard time these years, why not Feng Yao!

She gently and softly hooked the corners of her lips, and the faint light in her eyes flickered, like a galaxy that had gone through ten thousand years.

Feng Yao's anger immediately disappeared because of this smile.

He seemed to see Zhou Jiao, who he saw for the first time twenty years ago.

It's also so fresh and smart, so quiet and indifferent.

But his heart became cold in an instant.

Is she still the same as she was when she first met?

Neither spoke......

The winter in Yuling was not as cold as in the north, and the cold wind with moisture blew across Zhou Jiao's cheeks and blew up the strands of her broken hair.

She traced Feng Yao's outline with her eyes, wanting to remember his appearance firmly.

Does she regret it?

Repentant!

But she never regretted loving him!

But if there is really an afterlife, she doesn't want to marry Feng Yao anymore no matter what......

Zhou Jiao finally failed to survive that extraordinarily long winter.

For the sake of the child, she didn't bury it next to Zheng Yunniang after all.

It was also before she died that she finally understood that the so-called freedom is not to do what you want, but to do what you want!

After Song Shuyun read Zhou Jiao's memory, she was depressed.

She pounded her chest so loudly that she felt like she couldn't breathe up.

The streamer waited for her to beat for two minutes before he spoke coldly.

"Zhou Jiao has three wishes......"