Woe curled up in the coffin, only to feel as if the blood all over his body had congealed.

Eight hundred miles of Manzhu Sahua withered in an instant, and something in her mind poured out like a flood.

She saw a teenager with a chain on the back of his back and ribs pierced.

In the blur of flesh and blood, hooked by iron rings, it was a weak teenager.

He cowered in a corner, like a beast leaning down in the darkness.

When she appeared, he looked up at her, and looked at her with a somewhat vicious and violent look in his eyes, full of defensiveness.

He didn't even look like a man, like a beast, and he looked irritable and undisciplined.

In fact, it is actually not possible to give him the slightest sense of security here.

That's why he can only be covered with thorns to protect himself.

She looked down at him, as if she had seen herself at the beginning.

She was thrown into the mountains and forests by the whole village to fend for herself as soon as she was born.

The Yan Zhuo who didn't know the situation and was just wearing it on the body of the trouble.

She was so scared, but she didn't even dare to cry, for fear of inviting wolves or wild beasts to make her die faster.

How did Invite Moon come about at that time?

She remembered that she was wearing a flowing gauze feather coat that looked like a period costume.

Leaned down to pick her up in swaddling clothes, and sighed helplessly in his voice.

"Children destined to bring disaster, your parents are dead, if you don't mind...... Follow me in the future, I'll raise you. ”

"But I will only raise you until you are sixteen years old, and what kind of creation you will have in the future will only depend on yourself."

"You have a calamity in your life, and you provoke trouble, what should I give you a name?"

"You will be called woe in the future, and the blessing of woe depends on it, and it is the embodiment of calamity, and I hope you ...... Be blessed. ”

Ying Yue sighed, holding the little milk baby and walking to the depths of the mountain.

And the swaddling milk doll had a pair of beautiful fox eyes widening, and suddenly babbling and laughing.

She doesn't have to die, in this life, she has to live well.

She doesn't believe that she is a disaster, and she wants to live the way she wants in this life.

Invite Yue will teach her a lot of things, including traditional Chinese medicine, Gu arts, and gossip arrays.

There are many, many Qimen Dunjia, which ordinary people can't touch and learn in their lifetime.

As long as she is willing to teach, she will study hard, obediently and hard.

The little girl who was once in the first life and was petted by everyone in the palm of her hand is no longer the original.

Because she knows deeply that she has nothing now.

Now he is just a picked up child for Invite Yue.

She respects Ying Yue as her adoptive mother, and in fact, she will be curious about why Ying Yue will not be old.

Sixteen years have passed in a flash, and Ying Yue's appearance has not changed in the slightest.

At the time of her departure, she was given a dark crystal and a ring, as well as a sum of money to go to the capital.

In fact, she used to be so careful to protect herself, and she didn't relax for a moment.

She seemed to see another self in the eyes of the teenager.

And her own hardships suddenly wanted to give the young man in front of her a redemption.

She reached out and picked up his jaw, and at first he sat in the dark.

Let her only see his translucent guarded eyes.

And at this moment, his face was exposed to her gaze.

Although it is dirty, it can be seen that the skin looks good.

She hooked her lips and suddenly asked, "You...... Would you like to be my slave? ”

This past seems to have suddenly passed through the years and ingested into her mind.

Woe Xi opened his eyes and looked at a man dressed in black not far away, looking cold and affectionate.

It was far from the boy she remembered, but she knew it...... That young man is the past of the palace banquet.

Dirty, dark, savage......

"Master, I'm disgusted!"

A sound of the master, as if out of the air, in the depths of the silence of the years, drilled into her heart.