Rong Dynasty, Emperor Jing 28 years.

Kyoto, Zhaojing.

The north wind was howling, the snow was falling, and the pieces that fell were not only white, but also indifferent.

Jiang Zuiyao sat in front of the dresser, looking at her skinny appearance in the mirror, and the two collarbones that appeared at first glance seemed to pierce the skin.

In the past year since marrying into the Shao family, she has been tortured by Shao Ziqing, she is thin and looks like a skeleton, although she is wearing a drunken dress, she also looks fat, her face is full of dull bumps, and the whole person is no longer as beautiful as before, and even a little ugly.

The maid Linghui walked in with clear water, and without looking at it, she threw it on the basin shelf and went out.

Jiang Zuiyao has long been accustomed to the indifference of others, she still remembers the day she married into the Shao family, Shao Ziqing personally gave the order: she doesn't have to be a young lady, she should be treated the same as her subordinates.

It was also because of this instruction that he was tortured in the Shao family for the past year, like hell.

Jiang Zuiyao smiled wryly at herself in the mirror, if she knew that there was today, why did she marry him in the first place?

"Bang!" , a sudden loud bang instantly startled Jiang Zuiyao in the room.

I saw that the body of a listening bar stood by the door, and the silver moonlight penetrated in, accompanied by a gust of wind that hit his robe, attaching a chill to his figure.

Jiang Zuiyao sat in front of the dresser like that, looking at him reflexively, her eyes wide open, and she was extremely surprised.

You must know that Shao Ziqing has not stepped into this room for a year.

He stepped over the threshold and walked towards Jiang Zuiyao step by step, walking very slowly, but Jiang Zuiyao felt a trace of irresistible oppression, his body straightened up uneasily, and he gasped.

Jiang Zuiyao clearly felt his cold gaze, cold and arrogant, lonely and domineering, he made her feel terrifying.

Jiang Zuiyao was a little nervous in her heart, and slowly stood up with the dresser, but accidentally pushed the hairpin off the ground, and with a "snap", Jiang Zuiyao trembled and hurriedly looked back.

"Take it off." , he stood condescendingly in front of her, and treated her coldly in a commanding tone.

Jiang Zuiyao, whose voice was cold, hurriedly turned her head and met his sharp eyes, which made her feel more and more uneasy, and spit out two words in horror, "What?" ”

Shao Ziqing's irritable brows tightened instantly, and he didn't seem to like to say it a second time, so he simply picked up Jiang Zuiyao horizontally and walked towards the bed.

"Let go of me! Let me go! Jiang Zuiyao was completely shocked and struggled hard.

Walking to the couch, he ruthlessly threw her on the bed, as if throwing an object, and she was already skinny, and she was stabbed all over.

Before Jiang Zuiyao could react, he heard a piercing sound, "tear ......"

Her dress was violently torn by Shao Ziqing, "Ah! She cried out in horror.

Shao Ziqing pinched her jaw and lowered her voice, "You don't want to?" ”

Cool, I saw that Jiang Zuiyao's jaw hurt a little, and his frightened heart trembled even more, begging: "Please, let me go." ”

Shao Ziqing's eyes tightened, and he said coldly: "Isn't this what you've always wanted?" Didn't you go to your mother and cry out? What are you pretending to be pitiful at this moment? ”

Indeed, Shao Ziqing's mother did urge Shao Ziqing, but she married into the Shao family for a year, but he never had a round of sex with her.

She did not go to Mrs. to complain, but Mrs. herself was in a hurry to hold her grandson.

Shao Ziqing looked at her, with no interest on her face, and some were just disgusted, "You tried your best to marry me, didn't you get your wish?" You water-based poplar woman, isn't this what you are best at? ”

Jiang Zuiyao shook her head desperately, she fell in love with him at the age of thirteen, and she really wanted to marry him, but she mistakenly believed the words of her sister Jiang Ningyao, and designed him to defile her illusion, so she married into the door of the Shao family.

As for the water-based poplars, those were all harmed by her sister Jiang Ningyao, she is not that kind of woman.

……

The night, so long.

This is the longest night Jiang Zuiyao has ever experienced in her life.

Throughout the night, Jiang Zuiyao felt as if she was adrift on an isolated sail, and with the surging waves, all her resistance was powerless until her consciousness completely collapsed.

When the dawn of the morning dawned, the person next to the pillow fell asleep with heavy breathing, but she had no sleep all night.

Hurt......

It hurts all over my body!

There was a blue and purple on her body, which was the result of her resistance last night.

Jiang Zuiyao was like a piece of wood, lying on the bed with her eyes open, looking at the top of her head with her face like ashes, desperate.

A smear of blood on the sheets still renders the turbulent waves of last night.

At this time, Shao Ziqing's brows suddenly trembled, and his eyes slowly opened tiredly.

This night, he was also very tired.

Lifted the quilt and got up, sat on the edge of the couch with his back to Jiang Zuiyao, didn't care about the woman lying next to him at all, raised his hand and rubbed his temples lightly, and called, "Someone." ”

Linghui, who had served the night, walked in, and this night she heard Jiang Zuiyao shouting hysterically outside the door countless times, but she didn't care at all.

He quickly dressed and glanced back at Jiang Zuiyao, the blood stains on the sheets told him that she was not a water-based Yanghua either, at least some of the gossip about Jiang Zuiyao outside was nonsense, but he didn't make any changes to her because of this.

"From this day on, as before, the next person will live as she lived, and she will live as she lived." , A cold voice sounded, and Shao Ziqing threw away without hesitation.

He had fulfilled the task his mother had given him, but what about her?

A line of tears slipped from the corners of Jiang Zuiyao's eyes, and the residual love also disappeared in the turbulent waves last night.

"Young lady, the slave and maid are waiting for you to get up." , Linghui opened her mouth indifferently.

Jiang Zuiyao replied unlovely, "You go out." ”

Linghui completely ignored Jiang Zuiyao's embarrassment at the moment, and even glanced at her with disdain, and went out like that.

Jiang Zuiyao has long been used to such days, Shao Ziqing does not treat her well, and the subordinates in the mansion do not respect her.

Looking back on all these years, Jiang Zuiyao's heart is like ashes, she is notorious for being harmed by her sister Jiang Ningyao, and she has a reputation for not knowing how to check, and mistakenly believes that Jiang Ningyao made a plan to marry Shao Ziqing, but she lives a life that is worse than death.

She thought that it didn't matter if Shao Ziqing didn't like her, the future would be long, and she would always let him see her sincerity, but what was the result?

The facts told him that Shao Ziqing was a cold stone that couldn't be warmed, and no matter how she proved herself, he wouldn't love him.

What's the point of living a life like this.

Jiang Zuiyao showed a wry smile, she was too stupid, she was deceived by a few lies from her sister, and she was even more delusional about getting Shao Ziqing's love.

Jiang Zuiyao was discouraged, ripped off the sheets, and hung them on the beams of the room.

……

For a long time, the sun was hanging high, Linghui walked into the door of the house, and when she saw Jiang Zuiyao hanging on the beam, she screamed in horror, "Ah! The young lady hanged herself! ”