Xueshuang raised his sleeves to wipe the corners of his eyes, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's windy outside, let's go first." ”

After saying that, he wanted to support Ying Zhichu, but he was easily dodged by the latter, and Xueshuang didn't mind, and followed the woman into the house.

When Ying Zhichu returned to Qingxuan Courtyard, the maid had already boiled the bath water.

Xue Shuang scattered idle people and others, and wanted to serve Ying Zhichu bathing.

Facing Shang Xueshuang's eyes that earnestly wanted to atone for his crimes, Ying Zhichu still ruthlessly pushed her out with an excuse.

Fortunately, this girl is too intimate and will not have any prejudices against her.

She closed the door gently, and listened for a while to see if there was no response, and then she sighed softly.

Sit down, pour yourself a cup of tea, and drink it gently.

Half a cup of jasmine tea was in his stomach, and Ying Zhichu gradually eased his mind.

"Han Wuyi......" She spread out her palm, and the red palm cut two blood marks, which was the hand that she accidentally lost when holding the silver needle.

The light in his eyes turned cold when he looked at his palm, as if the name was a terrifying existence.

She closed her eyes and fell into the memories of two years ago.

The wind blew very cold in the early autumn of that year, and the first night she escaped from the Liang Mansion was fine.

It's just that the next day, I met the liar who pushed her into the abyss.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Liang Zhen looked at the women who fainted under the trees along the official road and asked with concern.

The woman was dressed in a rose red dress, and the cloth towel wrapped in her hair vaguely showed a musty smell, she stretched out her cold palm, and said tremblingly: "Girl, help me, I haven't eaten for several days......"

Liang Zhen couldn't help but take a small half step towards her, but she was uneasy in her heart, and she stepped forward to help the woman without hesitation.

"Kind girl." The woman stood up and gave a relieved look.

Ying Zhichu didn't think much about it, "Auntie, where is your home, I'll send you back." ”

"My family?" With her support, the woman clenched the little girl's soft and boneless little hand, met her surprised gaze, and said expressionlessly: "My home is in Langguo." ”

"Lang Guo? That's a long way from Aoyagi County! Ying Zhichu thought slightly, took out the money bag he was carrying and handed it to the woman.

"Auntie, there are fifty taels of silver here, you can take it and hire a carriage."

The woman looked at her quietly and said with a smile: "The girl gave me the money bag, what should you do yourself?" ”

"I'm still young, there will always be a way, you're weak, it's better to find an inn to rest before returning to your hometown."

The woman looked down at the money bag in the girl's hand and shook her head, "The old body has a good way, it's better to ...... The girl came with me. ”

"Me? I can't go to Lang Country. ”

"Don't go to Langguo, go to Purple Moon Pavilion." The woman clapped her palms and sprinkled them on the ground like a mist of white powder.

Ying Zhi Chuxiu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, sensing that something was wrong, and as soon as he wanted to take a step, he felt his head slightly dizzy, and the shadows of the woman in front of him overlapped.

"Girl?"

The girl fainted unsupported.

……

When Liang Zhen woke up, her cheek was coldly pressed against the floor.

The palms of his hands tried hard to support his body, but he found that he couldn't succeed.

With her forearms stretched slightly, she felt the cool breeze on her back, and she glanced down at herself, but she was only wearing a light gauze skirt.

With a soft sigh in his heart, he glanced around with a quick reaction.

It's actually a guest room.

There were several big men standing by the open door, guarding them with their backs to them.

Liang Zhen stood up strongly, and heard a cool voice not far away.

"I'm all men here, Sister Yue doesn't like beautiful girls the most, which side of your face should I scratch first?"

The man who spoke was a young man dressed in dark gold and purple, holding a beautiful dagger in his hand, standing upright at the desk.

The young man's eyes seemed to be looking into the distance through a dagger.

"Who are you?" Liang Zhen whispered, and tightened her light clothes to cover her body.

The boy ignored it and walked towards the woman with a dagger.

She was so frightened that she took two steps back, only to find that the young man's beautiful eyes were dull, and he walked slowly by his hearing.

Could it be that he is blind? With this voice in her heart, Liang Zhen held her breath and moved secretly.

"Do you take off your clothes yourself, or do you want them to help you?" The young man did not notice the woman's actions, raised his unparalleled face, and announced coldly, "I want to engrave a beautiful begonia flower on your back...... In this way, Sister Yue will be happy to see it. ”

Liang Zhen didn't know who his so-called Sister Yue was, and when she saw the blind boy groping this way again, she bent over and approached him.

The boy raised his left hand and groped carefully, but returned to the air.

"Where are you?"

No one answered, and the strong men guarding it were like a stone wall, motionless.

Liang Zhen took a small step, and her body fell under the window.

She had time to think about it in the future, and seized the opportunity to jump out of the window and escape.

……

The first time they met, she fainted on the wooden board wearing only a gauze skirt, and her back was white and white.

wanted to jump out of the window to escape, but was caught by the big man.

I stayed in this room for three months, and I didn't see a single living person except for the food deliverer.

As if he knew that she had light skills, the young man ordered someone to put a drug in the meal.

At first, she didn't notice the problem with the food, she just felt that she was always drowsy.

It was too late to find out.

Because they deliberately did not eat, they were more closely guarded and stayed up all night.

Perhaps the medicine that can make people lose force is not only in the food, it may be the incense in the house, or the tea that is delivered.

Liang Zhen has no clue, she is like a young bird with folded wings, trapped here and never sees the light of day.

The boy seemed to have disappeared, and he hadn't seen him for three months.

She saw him again, just after late autumn.

The snow was scattered on the dirt, and the silvery white canvas spread all over the courtyard.

Liang Zhen was ordered to change into a blood-colored dance dress and sent it to him.

The young man was dressed in brocade purple clothes, sat in front of the pavilion and said coolly: "I have heard that the daughter of the Liang family dances in the city, and she can dance according to the painting, and an original work appears on the ground after the dance." ”

He put down the pen in his hand, the ink was faint in the inkstone, and a "masterpiece" fell on the rice paper.

"Sister Yue likes colorful begonias, you dance a song."

His fingers brushed the piano, his eyes still dim, and he was ready to play.

The blood-colored dance dress was messy by the wind, and her brow was indifferent.

Liang Zhen looked at the paintings on the stone table, and then looked at the paper balls thrown on the ground, and felt slightly irritable.

She didn't bother to tell the blind man that what you painted was not a colorful begonia at all, just a few clouds of black mist.

How many people in the world can do it with their hearts and minds?

At least this young man has shallow skills and no talent.

From beginning to end, she didn't bat at the first snow that was falling.

As if, nothing was about her.

"I can't dance."

"You're not jumping?" He tilted his head as if asking, and his free hand held the long whip in his free hand, and snubbed the remnant wind.

The pretty red figure fell to the ground, and Liang Zhen raised her eyes and looked at him coldly.

He stood with his whip in his hand and asked, "Do you want to jump?" ”

Smack-

There was another whip down, and the cold wind was sandwiched, and the hot pain smashed on the graceful body.

Liang Zhen's eyes widened, took a deep breath, and took a breath of relief.