On the sixth day of the first lunar month, heavy snow fell, the green mountains turned white overnight, and the cold swept the entire continent.

"Hit me hard!" The woman's sharp and fierce voice came, and Chen Jintong's body suddenly felt a sharp pain, and the pain of being whipped densely spread to all her limbs, making her struggle to open her tired eyes.

In the blur, I saw a touch of navy blue wrapped in a few traces of red figure, look closely, the woman's life is round and jade, brocade clothes are covered with fox fur, hairpin rings full of green silk, it looks very noble, followed by four beautiful little maids, one of them holding her hand, bending over, very respectful.

What is this place?

How do these people wear period costumes?

She remembered that she was on a mission, and when she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a gunshot, and then she was gone.

This is, crossed?

A whip fell again, Chen Jintong subconsciously blocked it with his backhand, but he didn't expect this body to be unexpectedly weak, just straightened up and gasped heavily, the whip fell on her arm fiercely, and there was a piercing pain.

"Yo, awake?" The woman stepped forward, her steps were contrived, and her powdered face looked a little stiff, "Strip her clothes for me, and then bring a basin of cold water." ”

A maid glanced sympathetically at Chen Jintong, who was almost dying, and bent down to salute: "Yes, eldest lady." ”

One of them carried the water, and two maids stepped forward to grab Chen Jintong's shoulders and raised their hands to take off her clothes.

Chen Jintong's mind was confused, the instinct of being a mercenary made her subconsciously put up her guard, even if her tattered body was lying in the snow with whip marks, her eyes were still cold: "Don't touch me!" ”

However, this body was so bright that she was only left to hold on to it, and the two strong maids suppressed her and couldn't move, and she was soon stripped off to only a close-fitting coat, and she was soaked with ice and snow, which was colder than not wearing it.

"You're looking for death!" Chen Jintong gasped, grabbed a handful of snow fiercely, and wanted to attack the woman with his last breath, but as soon as he raised his head, a basin of cold water poured down his head, from the hair to the soles of his feet.

This cold water is like a switch activating the memory of this body, and the images of the past play in my mind like a blur:

The original owner Chen Jintong was originally the daughter of the Marquis of Wu'an, her biological mother was humble and died early, she was not favored in the house, and was thrown out of the door since she was a child, but she was adopted by an old landlord because of her excellent appearance, and her adoptive father had no children and no daughters, and treated her very well.

Recently, his adoptive father died of illness, and the original owner inherited the Wanguan family property naturally, but because he felt cold and lonely alone, he wanted to come to the door to recognize his relatives, but he was thrown to the door and beaten by the eldest lady of Wu'an Houfu, and he was beaten to death alive.

At this time, the eldest lady's scathing voice pulled her back to reality: "What was thrown away is what was discarded, it was like this sixteen years ago, and it is still like this sixteen years later, where did you get the confidence to think that you can return to the Wu'an Hou Mansion?" ”

"The Marquis of Wu'an Mansion treats me like this today, and I will-" Digesting the memory of the original owner, Chen Jintong fought a cold war, glared at the arrogant and indifferent eldest lady fiercely, and failed to tighten his hand several times.

This body is completely out of strength!

The eldest lady stepped forward and kicked her hard: "What should you do with him?" It's just a defenseless stinky girl, I'm still afraid of you? ”

Chen Jintong's chest was stuffy, and a breath of blood came out of his throat, and he couldn't help but secretly say that it was not good, this body couldn't afford to kick it again.

She simply stopped tossing and closed her eyes to accumulate vitality.

If you hold on one more breath, you will live a little longer, as long as you can survive, today's humiliation will definitely be repaid.

The maid stepped forward and probed her nose and shook her head slightly: "Big lady, she can't hold on." ”

The eldest lady sneered: "You are self-aware!" Look at you like this, you just close your eyes in this snow and never open them again. ”

After that, she instructed the maid: "No one is allowed to care about her, it will freeze here for a few hours, and when the corpse is hard, she will be thrown into the mass grave to feed the wild wolves." ”

The eldest lady took her subordinates to close the door and enter the house, Chen Jintong opened her eyes suddenly, looking at the vast snow, her lips were purple and her complexion was pale, and the clothes she took off were also taken away.

If she didn't have clothes to keep warm, even if she had the strength to get up, she wouldn't be able to go far.

Just as he was taking his last breath, a carriage came not far away, and the sound of the wheels pressing through the snow couldn't help but lift people's spirits.

Chen Jintong turned his head with great effort, crossed the vast snow, and saw a dark purple delicate carriage parked at the gate of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, and a pair of white and flawless hands lifted the purple-red curtain, lining the complexion more and more crystal white.

Immediately afterwards, the man's beautiful face that blurred his gender was revealed, his phoenix eyes were narrow and long, his thin lips were red, and his facial features could not be flawed, but they would not make people feel feminine. Dressed in purple brocade, covered with a silver fox fur, shining with silver in the snow, the luxury is compelling.

What a beautiful man!

Chen Jintong's eyes subconsciously widened, and he just wanted to ask for help, but he saw a tall man followed by the man, wearing green clothes, with Zhou Zheng facial features, somewhat similar to the eldest lady between his eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his lips often had a three-point smile, and his cheeks also had shallow lines.

Chen Rongan.

The eldest son of the Marquis of Wu'an.

The only son of the eldest lady who is regarded as a treasure!

This person is with Chen Rongan?

Chen Jintong's heart sank fiercely, and he only heard Chen Rongan say to the man: "Brother Dongfang, you are used to understanding the wind and snow, and you are good at poetry and songs. He smiled heartily and stretched out his hand to invite, "Fuli please." ”

Dongfang Xuanze smiled: "I have been taken care of by the Marquis of Wu'an since I entered Beijing, Brother Chen can afford it, and invited me to come, Dongfang is very grateful." ”

That smile looked extremely sultry, but Chen Jintong could see that he was just in his heart, but he was arrogant and indifferent in his bones, this person and Chen Rongan must not be the same as him.

She coughed hard, in the wind and snow, it seemed very faint, and she couldn't hear it if she wasn't careful, Chen Rongan and the coachman both walked forward by themselves, only Dongfang Xuanze turned his head, looked at him in surprise, and stopped.

"Brother Dongfang, what's wrong?" Chen Rongan saw him stop, and then turned around, and saw the woman almost naked buried in the snow, and he didn't care, he just thought that he had offended the little maid who had offended the master of the house, and hurriedly instructed the coachman: "Don't hurry up and throw people away, what does it look like to throw them at the door like this!" Surprise distinguished guest! ”

The coachman was about to move, only to see Dongfang Xuanze take a step forward, take off the valuable silver fox fur and cover Chen Jintong's body, during which he didn't say a word, his eyebrows and eyes were noble, and even the gentleman didn't look at Chen Jintong's body more.

"Brother Dongfang, that's your most precious fox fur ......" Chen Rongan was stunned for a moment, Dongfang Xuanze waved his hand, and said unconcernedly: "It's just a fox fur, Brother Chen, let's go in." ”

"It's still Dongfang Brother kind." Chen Rongan didn't take a maid who couldn't remember her face and name to heart, so she was naturally happy to sell him a face, turned around and took Dongfang Xuanze into the door.

The silver fox fur is of good quality, and there is a burst of warmth from Chen Jintong's body, mixed with the cold fragrance that cannot be dispersed on the man's body, with the smell of plum blossoms, giving people the same feeling as Dongfang Xuanze.

Cold and noble, absolutely dusty.

The body warmed up, Chen Jintong's consciousness turned back, and a trace of strength slowly returned to her body, she struggled to grit her teeth and slowly got up, looked coldly at the gate of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, and secretly swore: I will definitely come back for revenge!

Definitely!

As if he felt something, Dongfang Xuanze looked back slightly, watching Chen Jintong drag the bloodstained figure away, his back was weak, as if he wanted to merge with this ice and snow, and couldn't help but shake his head.

He's a wretched man!