A-Niang took her hand, and found that her white and slender wrist was bruised, A-Niang took her to the hot spring, took off her clothes and washed off the dirt of the past few days, A-Niang's keto body was shockingly bruised, and she turned around and scrubbed her body fiercely, as if contaminated with unbearable filth. Qi Chuan touched it carefully, but was slapped away by A-Niang's panicked slap, with undisguised disgust in her eyes, her eyes widened and angrily scolded her to take a shower quickly.

Tears welled up in the cave again, the cave turned into a demon and ate her gentle mother who depended on her in the dungeon, if it wasn't for this, why did her mother change her temperament after she came out, and she became the person who made her breath away. She was in a panic and washed her body while holding back tears, but she never saw the painful light in Ah Niang's eyes.

Both Akikawa and Ah Niang returned to their residence safe and sound, but what was very different from the past was Ah Niang's attitude, her tenderness and love seemed to have been swallowed up in the depths of the dungeon, and she was more indifferent and strict than before, and she believed more and more that behind the cave was the mother who would smile at her and caress her. A-Niang cut off her contact with her playmate and locked her in the room all day, in addition to treating her more strictly, but also added more admonitions, every day forced her to lower her waist to practice, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not falling, Qichuan knows that every child born from here must learn this homework, but they will be taken to Aunt Chengbi to guide the practice, but she is different, is to accept the guidance of her mother alone.

Mother always holds a folded willow branch in her hand, if she is a little distracted or not standardized, the willow branch in the hand of Ah Niang will fall on her mercilessly, this willow branch is soaked in salt water and peeled off the skin, hard and tough, with great strength, it can draw blood. A few days later, she was covered in scars, and the sisters who came to see her hugged her distressedly and said that she had lost weight, and Aunt Chengbi on the side also sighed: "Why do you have to be so strict!" ”

Ah Niang's whip swung and landed on her legs, Qi Chuan gasped and reflexively straightened her body, Ah Niang said coldly: "If I don't be stricter, how can she escape from this hell in the future!" ”

"You...... Can't you be ...... all the time," Aunt Chengbi's voice was surprised.

A-Niang was silent for a moment, and said in a dumb voice: "My life has been ruined, but I can't let Qichuan be wasted here again." ”

There was deep pain in her mother's voice, and she didn't understand it at that time, she just felt that her mother was torturing herself, and she doubled the pain she had suffered on her. She could only grit her teeth and force back her tears, and the call for her former gentle mother, who was still in her heart, had long been erased by the cruel training of hell day after day.

Time flies, the white clouds pass by, and Qichuan is already twelve years old, which is the year of the golden hairpin.

At Elysium, courtesans and entertainers begin to perform on stage at the age of twelve, in order to be able to choose a real dancer who can step on the steps and become an Oiran Princess. For the past six years, she has been repeating the boring and monotonous dance in the dark and endless room, she longs for a moment of rest, but her mother always urges her to run forward all the time, she tenses her nerves all the time in the dark night to bear the physical pain, many times she feels that she can't hold on, sweat mixed with the blood on the tips of her toes hurts her heart, tears soak the blood-stained handkerchief she clenches in it. She couldn't see where to go, and she always felt that this pain seemed to surround the sea of bliss, and she was an island in the sea of suffering.

Her mother was rapidly emaciating at a speed visible to the naked eye, her neat dark cloud bun was mixed with silver hair, she had put too much effort into it, as if she had planted a seed called Akikawa from her withered and decaying body, and she watered it day and night with blood and years, looking forward to the day when she would be able to fall into the trees and blossoms, and be outstanding.

Every time she saw her mother's gorgeous hair, she would be stung by the silver light, and her wrinkles were like a knife carved into her heart, and every one was a dripping wound. She could see her mother's withering body, and the burning self urging her to take a leap forward, and she didn't know what the meaning of this mutual torture was, and when it would end.

One day, when her fingers were swollen while practicing the piano, she raised her head and saw the white birds flying over Sumeru with golden light on the sea, and suddenly felt that if only one day she could grow wings and fly out of this place. But she soon felt terrified, and she couldn't imagine how she would have to face the outside world as a complete stranger.

And in this year, the mother fell ill.

The selection of a hundred flowers came as scheduled, she deliberately chose a fiery red dress that was contrary to her mother's original, stepping barefoot on the ground paved with flower petals, the pearls and jade were like a torrential rain to shatter, the flowers and vines were delicate, turning and soaring, singing and dancing were stretched and fragrant, Ling Bo was gone, like a shocking moon wave, and the audience was amazed.

She stood out from the competition for flowers as her mother expected, and was selected along with the other ten women, and stepped on the Yao step to officially become the Oiran Princess. She was taken away from her mother, who was piled up inch by inch on this island, she was the seed born on the island, and the owner of the island always knew how to make these childish chicks more valuable, like a pearl, after a long torture of shells, she could be polished into a unique treasure by polishing her who was coarse and humble as the mud and sand under the feet of those officials and nobles. And this treasure is to be carefully cared for, and it will only be taken out occasionally to be displayed, which can show her preciousness.

The white sand is in Nirvana, and it is black with it.

She was brought to the magnificent stage where she had come six years ago, and she did not have to practice dancing day after day, but was more decorated by the maids with intricate gorgeous clothes, watered with the best dew, carefully cultivated, and waited for her to one day to be crowned with four crowns. Xu is this string collapsed too tightly, suddenly loosened, she quickly degenerated, like a feather falling from a high platform, she was suddenly pierced by the huge joy. She couldn't extricate herself from sinking into a luxurious life of gluttony and spending.

After two years of such days, it was finally the year of the meeting, and after her birthday, the Sichuan after the meeting could have been officially crowned with a flower name debut, and now she is the most favored among the buds, and the dancer who is most willing to spend a lot of money just to win a smile from the beauty.

She also visited her mother frequently during the past two years.

She tried her best to hide herself in a panic, but her mother could see through her for a long time that she had wasted her schoolwork, she coughed and forced her to dance, angrily scolding her for not being able to fall like this, but she lost her patience, her heart had already been filled with the vanity of nothingness. But her mother was like a sharp knife trying to cut off her current ethereal life, and always poured cold water on her, forcing her to wake up. She gradually became rebellious and impatient, and by chance she finally broke out in the endless rebuke of her mother: "You don't care about me anymore!!" ”

A-Niang was stunned.

Yuchuan was also stunned.