The north wind of the Imperial City of Yedu was mixed with a slight chill, and suddenly blew the heavens and the earth into silver. The snowflakes kept drifting one by one, and they went straight down the collar and were chilling.

Ding Ruoyu waited in the courtyard for a long, long time, and finally shrunk his neck unbearably, rubbing his hands that were red from the cold and hid in the house.

Mother sat in a rocking chair, weaving her winter coat in a waddle. The charcoal fire in the fireplace was blazing, and the sparks were splashing.

Ding Ruoyu rubbed his frozen cheeks, squatted beside the fireplace and asked crisply: "Mother, my father always fails to make appointments, why don't you want to reconcile with him?" ”

The rocking chair stopped shaking, and the beautiful woman put down the needle and thread in her hand and sighed faintly.

Ding Ruoyu stood up and said with a serious expression: "Mother, you speak!" ”

The beautiful woman also got up, walked over and hugged her in her arms, and choked up: "Qiao'er, you are still young, you don't understand." Our mother and son can also get by, your father is too busy, and it is understandable that he can't take care of us. ”

"Snort, the devil only believes it." Ding Ruoyu shrank in her arms and sneered, her eyes were so sharp that she didn't look like a child.

The daughters of the Ding family have been able to marry into the Dongye royal family for generations, and they are deeply favored by the emperor, which is unspeakably expensive. Ding Ruoyu's aunt is also the queen of Daye, and her father is the hereditary Marquis of Dongping, who has a wife and a concubine.

His wife, Xu, is Ding Ruoyu's biological mother, the daughter of Nancheng Jujia, who was given to Hou Ye seven years ago, and in addition to her, she also raised the eldest daughter of Hou Ye's first wife. Four years ago, the eldest lady Ruoyi was lost at the Lantern Festival and has not been found, Mrs. Liang was furious and almost didn't let Dongping Hou take a break from Xu.

It happened that the concubine Aunt Chen was in labor at that time, and the old lady gave up, and then drove her mother and son to the Zhuangzi of the Hou Ye's fiefdom, and they were not allowed to step into the door of the Ding family again without any important matter.

Ding Ruoyu's feelings for her father are very light, she only knows that every year in late autumn and early winter, Hou Ye will come to live in the village for half a month in the name of Xiu Mu traveling, and meet their mother and daughter like a gift.

Every now and then, there is a joyful expression on the mother's face.

But this time, it's almost halfway through winter. Ding Ruoyu looked forward to the stars and the moon, but he only waited for disappointment every day.

Before I knew it, it was dinner time again.

Xu Chuxue knew that the Hou Ye would not come, so she turned off the lights early and coaxed her daughter to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind blew through the window lattice, and the cracked window paper crackled.

The night rain is coming, and it is cold and cold. The rain was quite heavy, and the hail was sandwiched, and the ping-pong pong muffled the subtle dragon groan.

When Ding Ruoyu was woken up, her originally gentle and beautiful mother was already entangled with others. It was the first time she had seen such a mother, cloaked in hair and covered in blood, carrying a broken sword to parry a dozen menacing masked assassins.

Xiao Ruoyu shrank at the foot of the bed, reached out to the dead assassin next to the edge of the bed, raised the blood-soaked dagger tremblingly, and threw it into the back of the other assassin with his back to her.

The assassin snorted, and without looking back, the sword in his hand was pointed back. He thought it was the scarred witch doctor who suddenly came to help, and the blade of the sword narrowly slashed over Ding Ruoyu's head. When he turned sideways and found that it was only a little girl who was not more than ten years old, he couldn't help but be angry, grabbed her by the collar and threw it at the wall at the other end.

Ding Ruoyu's body is weak, and this throw adds internal strength, if he hits it, there is a chance that he will not survive.

Xu was so anxious that he rushed forward to save his daughter, but he was surrounded by the assassins, and in an instant, several deep blood marks were added to his body.

She actually knew that there would be such a day, and even looked for someone to take care of her daughter, but she didn't know that the incident happened suddenly, and even God wanted to take away the daughter she had so hard to get......

At the moment when she almost collapsed, there was a "bang", and the door panel suddenly shattered into powder.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in plain clothes walked leisurely outside the door, his movements seemed to be extremely slow, but he was able to skillfully reach out at the right time to reach out his arm to catch the little girl in mid-air, smiled lightly and coaxed her casually, and looked at Xu Shi with a gentle smile: "How did you end up in such a situation?" ”

Suddenly, everyone involuntarily stopped moving, but the most shocked was Xu.

"It's you!" She gasped for two breaths to calm down, stared at the young man tightly, and suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged, "My lord, please, please, save my daughter, save my daughter......"

The young man stretched out his hand and gently brushed Ding Ruoyu's head with tenderness and pity, a small snake was wrapped around his white jade-like wrist, and the scarlet snake letter rubbed the girl's bun, making everyone's scalp numb. He said absentmindedly, "As a traitor to the Witch Cult, you are so thick-skinned. ”

"Please let her go, the child is innocent!" Xu's tone became more and more firm, and his forehead had already been broken.

The cold wind whimpered, blowing out the only dim light at the head of the bed, and it snowed outside.

The boy took out a small pearl of the night from his bosom and shone the girl's bloodstained face.

Clear as watery eyes, thin and tight lips, pale and delicate face, I don't know if it looks stubborn and cold due to excessive fright, I am looking up and trying to see his appearance clearly.

"From a close distance, it's a lovely ......" After the young man saw her face clearly, he took a cool breath and showed an unnatural smile for a long time.

"Although you are a traitor, your daughter is still useful." He put away the night pearl and said something unclear, picked Ding Ruoyu up, turned around and stepped into the snowstorm outside the house.

Xu Chuxue looked at his back as he strode away, with a desolate smile, but she was no longer so desperate. Behind her, several swords had already been swung down, and I don't know who lit a fire, and the whole room burst into flames......

Ding Ruoyu hurriedly grabbed the young man's collar, only to see a firelight spreading. She wanted to cry and call out to her mother, but she opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound.

I don't know how long later, they came to a small inn in the suburbs. The boy booked a room and called hot water to wipe her frozen cheeks and hands before she finally came to her senses.

"My mother, my mother......" she asked the person in front of her in a trembling voice.

"What do you call it?" The boy squatted in front of her, wiping her red little hands for her, and Sven said.

"Ding...... Qiao'er. She quickly calmed down and instantly came up with a pseudonym for herself.

"Forget this surname, from now on you will change your surname to Li, and you are my distant relative." The boy stood up and bent down to look down at her, still with that light smile on his face like melting ice and snow, "After dawn, everything before has nothing to do with you. ”

The candlelight flickered, reflecting his hazy face against the backlight, sacred and bewitching, and the little girl nodded in a ghostly manner.

"Who are you?" I don't know how long it took for her to swallow her spit and ask.

"Li Yun, the eldest son of the third room of Jiang Guo and Li Mansion." The boy handed her a cup of hot tea, then dragged a broken wooden stool and sat next to her.

Ding Ruoyu didn't drink tea, but just held the warm tea cup and fell into contemplation. She hadn't heard the name Li Yun, she only knew that Jiang Guo and Dongye looked across the river, although it was a small country, but the existence of Prime Minister Li Cheng's Mansion was also equivalent to the status of their Ding family in Daye.

The person in front of you is the son of the Li family?

Ding Ruoyu looked at him carefully in the dim candlelight.

The warm yellow glimmer set off him as a fairy-like figure. But after looking closely, there was only fear in her eyes. He smiled softly, as pure as the best morning dew, but she could only feel the panic she had never felt in his impeccable countenance.

This unwarranted sense of fear seems to be traceable back to a past life.

She shrunk as if pain was oozing from deep in her bones, as if every inch of her skin was bleeding.

Seeing her look of fear, the young man's smile was even bigger, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be blooming with peach blossoms, bright and beautiful.

He suddenly lowered his eyes, hid his smile, and said lightly: "Ming'er will take you to Xiyan Kingdom." In that place, you will slowly learn about your mother's life story that she did not want to be known to outsiders until she died. ”

Hearing the words "Xiyan Country", Ding Ruoyu trembled with fright.

As young as she did, she also knew that it was a place where force was supreme, and the law of the jungle, bloody violence, filled every inch of this Western Regions country.

"If you can't get stronger, what's the use of me saving you?" Li Yun glanced at her indifferently.