The wandering wind whined a little, either blatantly or faintly afraid, fluttering into Bai Xiuwen's sleeves, startling pieces of senseless trembling.

"Yu Quan, it's cold."

The two blue thin eyebrows got closer, and below them were a pair of translucent eyes, which broke the woman's tender temperament.

She swallowed a small mouthful of cold water, and her gestures were indispensable, the demeanor of Mrs. Yuefu was indispensable, quiet, like a dusty picture scroll, and the simplicity covered a prosperous past, and she was untouched to weave pain with time.

Bai Xiuwen was alone at the table and chair, but she smiled and said, "Actually, I want to come, I should have stayed." ”

Sixteen years ago, Bai Xiuwen, who lost the reliance of the medical center, had no way out, and he couldn't live in fear.

She wanted to die.

She was originally from a scholarly family, but it was a pity that she fell when she was seven years old, and she was sold to the Qinglou after she was wiped out of her name and left a "white" surname.

The godmother said: "You are gentle and delicate, so I named you Bai Xiuwen, and you will be Bai Xiuwen in the future." ”

You are the prostitute Bai Xiuwen.

She's dirty.

She's dirty.

Today's Bai Xiuwen took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes.

No relatives, no reason, nowhere to go, no way back.

She bought a knife to chop vegetables and thought: I am a livestock.

So there's nothing wrong with cutting with a kitchen knife.

Hesitating, picking up and going down many times.

At this time, Yu Quan came.

Someone knocked on the door, as if knocking on a stone that had never been cherished.

"Anyone?" It was her familiar voice.

"Yes."

"Bai Xiuwen? It's Xiuwen, right? Yu Quan continued to knock on the wooden door, and a sound echoed in the dirty, filthy, and heartfelt atrium of the prostitute, "I am Yu Quan!" I wasn't there the other day and I didn't know how ...... man."

After not responding for a long time, Yu Quan thought that he had admitted the wrong door: "Xiuwen, it's you, right?" I heard from the innkeeper that you live here. ”

"It's me." After thinking about it, she put down the kitchen knife and crouched by the door to listen.

“…… Xiuwen, I told you," he said, sticking to the crack of the door as much as possible, for fear that the person next door would hear, "I will take care of you." It's true. ”

It's true.

No.

Bai Xiuwen looked up, she saw the kitchen knife on the table, the cold blade was mocking her cowardice.

Fake.

"Yu Quan, you have a wife." Bai Xiuwen didn't open the door.

Yu Quan was honest, choked by Bai Xiuwen's words, and couldn't speak for a long time.

Afterward.

"No, no, that's not what I originally thought."

"So what do you think?"

"The doctor told me that the child in your womb was related to him, and I thought he was your husband...... "I thought your family was reunited."

Unexpectedly, what the doctor wanted was really only a child.

Bai Xiuwen was stubborn. After the age of seven, today is the first time that I am angry with others.

In the haze, seven-year-old Bai Xiuwen opened the door and said to Yu Quan, I am hungry, I haven't eaten all day.

She went with him anyway.

The wind suddenly sounded, Bai Xiuwen of Yuefu was sober and silent, then got up and closed the window, put his head against the crack in the window, and said softly: "Okay, I believe you." ”

In the end, the junior Baixiu Wen Tian was shameless, and after all, she was disgusted by the locals, and was abused by Yu Quanming's wife, who was marrying, and her mother's family tore her clothes...... She fled in dismay.

And Yu Quan didn't catch up again.

Livestock Bai Xiuwen didn't know when, let an ordinary kitchen knife open the heart, the black liquid polluted the ground, and even the dust was sinful.

She sometimes wonders why she lives so unbearably and is often spurned by others, is it-

Am I truly a heinous person, should I be?

*

Palace.

It was dark and bright, and the wine was gently dripping, and a sentence of dedication was followed by a word of concern.

Flattery is real, concern is fake.

Today is a celebration of the resolution of border matters.

The emperor smiled, the queen smiled, the prime minister smiled, the general of the town and the country laughed, the national teacher laughed, and the prince smiled...... Yan Danren staggered and couldn't stand up after getting drunk, and he felt sorry for his makeup.

The maid added wine.

"Pour a little more." Yan Danren supported his chin with his hands, and his eyes were filled with a pool of sparkling pool water.

"Yes." The palace maid is added.

"Not enough."

"Your Highness," the palace maid wanted to say that it would overflow if she poured it any more, but she looked at Yan Danren's eyes in a daze, and there was only one sentence, "Your Highness." ”

Yan Danren suddenly showed his face.

"That's it, stand down."

He drank the wine in one gulp, and the tip of his tongue swept over his red lips and white teeth.

It's spicy.

Soon after, the banquet was noisy, and someone offered the treasures of the Sand Country to His Majesty.

The gift box is two feet long and one foot three wide.

Yan Danren closed his eyes, as if he was sleepy.

"Congratulations to my ......"

Clichés.

The box containing the treasure was opened, and the courtiers were first premeditated and amazed, but the four who were truly surprised were all silent.

His Majesty the Emperor smiled undiminishedly.

The queen froze for a moment, and smiled slightly.

While introducing, the courtier looked back at the treasure, and after reading it, he continued to speak, and as he spoke, he felt strange again, and looked back carefully.

"This ...... How is this? ”

The treasure is shattered.

Yan Danren pretended to be puzzled and said "eh".

"Aiqing," His Majesty was interested, "why don't you talk about it?" ”

*

The window suddenly opened from the outside and knocked Bai Xiuwen hard!

The man in the black suit jumped in, holding the fallen window, innocently poking Bai Xiuwen, who was suspected of fainting on the ground, and his forehead was quickly reddened.

"Ahem, hey, girl, wake up." The voice is deliberately distorted.

Bai Xiuwen, who was still sad a moment ago: "......"

In fact, Bai Xiuwen was dizzy but she was still awake, but with her years of survival, she knew that it was best not to wake up.

The assassin stared at Bai Xiuwen.

The night wind whimpered urgically.

The assassin touched Bai Xiuwen's finger and slowly folded it back.

Bai Xiuwen opened her eyes and wanted to shout.

The assassin covered her mouth.

"Ahem, well, I'm here today to ask you a few things," the Assassin said as calmly as possible, "and if you answer seriously, you'll be fine." ”

A dagger sharper than a kitchen knife slammed into her neck.

"Hmm." Bai Xiuwen nodded, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

The Assassin's hand is released.

"Who are you?"

"Bai Xiuwen."

"You," the Assassin asked with a little embarrassment, "do you have any other men besides your husband?" Is Lebi your husband's son? ”

"......," she feared she would die if she told the truth.

The skin on the neck cracked.

Bloodshot.

Bai Xiuwen knew that his small broken courtyard would not be guarded by anyone in the middle of the night.

If you tell the truth, you may die, and if you don't say a word, you may live rather than die.

"Nope."

There is no other man.

Yu Quan is just a shopkeeper. They've never been skin-to-skin — that one palm over the back of the hand, count?

She wept.

"Please let me go."

Pain, fear, cowardice.

Bai Xiuwen is an ordinary woman.

"Where's Lebi?"

"No," she almost trembled, tears streaming down, "he's not my child, I picked him up." ”

The Assassin nodded, and jumped out of the window as he had come.

From beginning to end, a cup of tea.

Bai Xiuwen watched as the assassin lurked into the night, his fingers trembling to the knife marks.

"Help."

Salty tears flowed down to the knife marks, stabbing flesh and blood.

"Help—ahh