Qichuan, who had been in a coma for several days, finally woke up, making Aunt Chengbi, who was guarding her bedside and taking care of her, almost cry. She covered her mouth, and when she saw that Qi Chuan woke up, her eyes instantly turned red, as if she wanted to say a thousand words, but she fell to her mouth and swallowed back. The maid on the side hurriedly walked in, and was also restrained by her eyes.

But Qi Chuan knew what Aunt Cheng Bi wanted those maids to say.

She thought that if she said it, she would not be able to bear it for a while.

Yi Wan, where she once lived, was wiped out in that fire, and she ignored everyone's obstruction, and when she saw this piece of broken limbs, she staggered forward and fell to the ground, and everyone said that the fire was because the rat's tail had knocked down the lamp oil, and the rat was in pain, so she set fire to her tent, causing this accidental fire. And she didn't believe it.

This fire burned the unprecedented clarity of the river.

She knew exactly what kind of place it was.

The doctor came to diagnose that she was still a little weak and inconvenient to get out of bed, and on the way to try to take care of her body, Aunt Chengbi came to soothe her emotions day by day.

Mother used to be the daughter of a large family, she was raised in the boudoir since she was a child, she was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and when she reached the age of the year, just as Huang Mo loved to watch in the excerpts, she accidentally fell off the silk handkerchief from the window, and happened to fall on a scholar with red lips and white teeth, the young lady of a large family and the impoverished scholar, this material is the poignant love that can not be written in the world, and the words can not be sung. The human world is mundane, and natural stories are not exempt from vulgarity, the words of the matchmaker of the parents' orders have become a stick to beat the mandarin ducks, and a marriage contract is about to marry the young master of the official family who she has never even seen her face.

She fantasized about living in seclusion like this, living a dull and happy life, and the heavens would have to contend with her, but suddenly her life trajectory fell abruptly into the abyss.

On the way they eloped, they were attacked by bandits, who made a living from human trafficking, and with a sword cut down the scholar who was protecting her weakness, and she was carried away in a daze without even a broken cry falling into the wind and rain. As soon as she woke up, she arrived on this island, and when she was conscious, she was about to bite her tongue and chase after the scholar, but she was suddenly told that she was pregnant: she was also robbed by the medicine girl of the hospital, who treated the girls who had been lost in the soul in order to revive them. Her heart was like ashes, but hope was gradually ignited. This child is the only flesh and blood left by the lover who died to protect her, and she cannot let this child die with her.

Once she fell from the temple to become despicable, she knew that this was God's punishment for her, so she fell into nirvana from despair, in order to give birth to the child, she tried her best to protect herself, and finally persuaded the owner of the island to give birth to the child. Because of her beauty and talent, the owner of the island agreed, after the birth of the river, the mother entered the ladder, became a lingering on the couch for the joy of all walks of life dancers, but she is the only one who only sells her art and does not sell her body, she takes the woman's chastity very seriously, like a horse stepping on the ashes and still leaving the lotus with fragrant rhyme, in a group of prostitutes who have become as insensitive as the walking dead, her existence has become special.

The owner of the island consciously imagined that the fierce woman who was not stained with mud could provoke the desire of conquest of the guest officers, and most of the women who came to this island of Elysium for the first time had struggled and jumped, but none of them were trained a few times and pushed the boat down the river, and the reserved self-esteem of the little girl and the eldest lady's family was trampled under her feet on this island not long after, and she thought that it would not be long before she would be obedient, and she went with it.

Ah Niang, as a virtuous and gentle lady with good manners, burst out with amazing courage under the cold eyes of a crowd, forcing herself to practice a large number of cups, and drank those men who coveted her to the bottom of the table, and miraculously defended her dignity in recent years, forcing the island owner to have nothing to say. No one knew that this seemingly weak woman contained so much power in her body, and the woman who was forced to fall into the red dust with her on Elysium Island was all admired.

And such a powerful woman, what really broke her heart was another thing.

When Ah Ji was less than two years old, a group of people came to the island, and when they came, the pomp was big enough, and the island owner who was not seen all day was alarmed. So the feast opened, singing and dancing, a group of marigold cups, in the bright tulle of each other, a touch of extremely plain snow slowly walked out from behind, spinning and dancing. Fang Cai's thousands of charms seem to have been covered by the heavy snow and lost their color. She danced as always, but Mougin saw a person sitting in the audience, and her eyebrows, eyes and demeanor were deeply familiar.

The man looked at her in a daze, and was dumbfounded when he came into contact with her teary eyes.

He recognized her.

She almost lost her mind at that moment, her heart that had been calm was suddenly clenched, she froze in place, she couldn't hear the sound of silk and bamboo, and she couldn't see the other people, they all faded like a tide, except for the scholar who was tactfully entangled with her. Thousands of fireworks seemed to explode in my mind, and all thoughts rolled up like a tide. Her heart was beating so hard that it seemed to bring her back to life. It turns out that he is not dead, he is still alive...... The humiliation she endured here meant at this moment.

She really wanted to rush over immediately, wanted to vent and cry in his arms, but for some reason her limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and no matter how she screamed and urged, she was hanging there without her soul.

The officials on the side were stunned when they saw him, and their expressions were different: "Master Zhuangyuan, do you know this dancing girl?" ”

He seemed to wake up from a trance and blurted out: "I admit it...... No. He looked straight at the plain white figure on the high platform, clenched his fists, as if he insisted on pulling himself out of distant memories, and said in a low but firm voice: "I don't know her below." ”

Although he was soft and far away, the sound of silk and bamboo singing and dancing around him was like a tide, and his words as light as a thin smoke could not have fallen into her ears, but she did seem to have heard it, and all her pain, sorrow, joy and delusional hope at that moment were severely shattered by this sentence.

She suddenly sobered up, and the corners of her lips hooked up with a sad smile.