"Are you awake?" The person in the shadows, his voice was faint, as if he was not the one who tied Qing Huan to the chair.

"You!" Qing Huan struggled to break the rope, but he couldn't break free. She should have noticed it a long time ago, didn't she, such a weird Huai Liang.

"Surprised? Chang Qinghuan? Scared? The person who came stood opposite her, his fingers picking up Qinghuan's chin, and he laughed out loud.

"Why did you tie me up, and why did you lie to us! How do you know my name? Qing Huan turned his face away and got rid of his hand. There was anger in her eyes, but more shock and panic, who was she who actually knew her identity. Obviously she hides it so well.

"Lie to you?" The person who came looked aggrieved, "When did I lie to you?" What are you lying to again? ”

As he spoke, he looked down at his legs and suddenly realized, "Oh! Do you mean my legs? ”

"Xue Qiumei, who are you?"

"Do you really want to know who I am now? How did you know about you? Xue Qiumei stood in front of her and looked up and laughed, almost laughing out of tears, dragged a chair, and sat opposite Qinghuan.

"Then I'll tell you!"

Outside the window, the rain was pouring and smashing the window paper. The candlelight in the room was flickering, and Xue Qiumei looked sad. Qing Huan suddenly felt that things seemed to be very complicated, so complicated that when she saw her expression, she also became sad.

Xue Qiumei took a pot of plum blossoms, her voice trembling, "Chang Qinghuan, you are really lucky!" But why are you bothering yourself? ”

This voice, this tone, is as smooth as if it has been said a thousand times, as if a person who understands Qinghuan's entire life sighs. Qing Huan didn't want to interrupt her. I only heard her voice come with a hoarse voice.

"Twenty-two years ago, it was also such an autumn rainy night, thunder and lightning, wind and rain. A very powerful family gave birth to a female doll, and the moment she was born, the plum blossoms in the whole yard bloomed, Chang Qinghuan, you say, is it beautiful? Her voice choked, her eyes closed slightly, and she held back tears.

"So your name is Qiumei?" Although what she said was not what Qing Huan wanted to hear, she knew that it must have something to do with her.

"Yes, autumn is beautiful, it's beautiful, but it's not the right time to bloom. Lamei is auspicious, but what about Qiumei? She smiled coldly, like a demon, "It's a bad omen!" ”

"The most pitiful thing is that the child was born with a cripple and a crippled leg! It just so happened that that year, there was a catastrophe in the north, and there were constant wars, and the child's father, who was so powerful, thought that such a thing was caused by the disaster star, and that disaster star was naturally that child! Xue Qiumei said this, pinching Qing Huan's chin fiercely, her eyes were split, "Chang Qinghuan!" What do you think will happen to her? ”

"So, you're abandoned?" Although Qing Huan was in pain, she didn't show it, she couldn't understand Xue Qiumei's pain, she couldn't empathize, but she also knew that this matter was unfair to her.

"Abandonment? No, no, her father, who wants to kill her, is a disaster! She escaped because of her fate, but her father sent her to a neighboring country, to a neighboring country with cholera. Chang Qinghuan, where is your father? Her crying became heavier, and she couldn't dissolve the thick grievances.

Outside the window, the rain was even more intense, and the wind mixed with the heavy rain crackled on the window. also hit Qinghuan's heart and made a mess. She was silent, quietly listening to her continue.

Xue Qiumei didn't get a response, Kankan let go of her hand, "Hehe......" She laughed twice, then her voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into laughter. She bent over with laughter, laughing to tears.

"Why don't you speak, Chang Qinghuan? Your father wasn't like that, was he? She raised her head, her eyes full of hatred and sadness, and her emotions were intertwined, stinging Qinghuan's eyes.

"You were born a princess, your father is Beiqing high in the emperor, and you have been held in the palm of everyone's hands since you were a child. Your father dotes on you, your mother is used to you, and you were born to be a pearl. In order to protect you, they sent you to the Feng family for refuge when you were five years old. You have followed the old man of the Feng family since you were a child, and you have no worries about food and clothing. Xue Qiumei said about Qinghuan, as if she was a shadow beside her, knowing everything about her.

"How lucky you are, you have the right to be happy, but why did you come to South Vietnam? You have such a good life, but, on behalf of my sister and relatives, marry to South Vietnam! Are you happy? Are you satisfied? ”

Xue Qiumei is so painful, her heart is so painful, why is it that she can't get things with all her effort, she Chang Qinghuan was born with it, but she doesn't cherish it so much! Why, why is Heaven so unfair!

Qinghuan shed tears, she was sad for Xue Qiumei, she knew, she knew! Xue Qiumei collapsed to the ground, she didn't care about the woman's retouching, the woman's recuperation, she was so wronged, so painful!

"Imperial Sister ......" Qing Huan's voice choked, and he practiced several times in his heart, and finally shouted out the title.

Xue Qiumei was stunned, looked up at her with teary eyes, as if she was frozen, and looked at Qinghuan like that.

"The Emperor...... Sister ...... "Qinghuan screamed hard, she was not unaccustomed to it, but because this sound contained too many emotions, she was afraid that she couldn't help crying, she was afraid that she couldn't cry out of the royal sister."

She finally knew why she felt that Xue Qiumei was so familiar, because it was the appearance of the queen mother, so similar. She finally knew why the queen mother liked plum blossoms, and why the queen mother's yard was full of plum blossoms, because that was the queen mother's longing for her other daughter!

Xue Qiumei is her imperial sister, another imperial sister in addition to Chang Wenle.

Qing Huan's voice came to Xue Qiumei's ears, and her ears hurt, and she staggered up, "Shut up!" I'm not your royal sister! I don't have a sister as noble as you! You shut up! ”

"Sister Huang......" Qing Huan knew how much pain she had, if it were her, she would be so crazy.

"Shut up!" Xue Qiumei covered her ears and looked crazy, "Don't call me!" I hate you, I hate you all! ”

"Is the imperial sister's birthday October 19?" Qing Huan took a breath and stabilized his mood.

"How do you know?" Xue Qiumei was shocked.

"Do you know that there is a custom in the Beiqing Palace, every year on October 19, the sky lanterns are all over the city, in order to pray for blessings and ...... In memory of a person. Qing Huan told the story, what she said was the truth, although she had very little time in Beiqing. But for as long as she can remember, Beiqing has been like this every year.

"Father, he misses you very much, he knows that he is wrong, so every year, on October 19, he stands on the city wall and looks out at South Vietnam. On this day every year, my father will not take me and Changle with him, he will only stay in the study, sleepless all night, and stay until the next day. ”

Qing Huan once secretly ran to the study to see him, and heard his father muttering, "When will the plum blossoms bloom, when will they bloom?" "At that time, she didn't understand, but now she understands, her father is waiting for Qiumei!

"You know what? The queen mother loves plum blossoms very much, and every winter, no matter how cold, she will personally go out and take care of the plum blossoms blooming in the yard, so carefully and seriously. Others think that she cherishes flowers, even I think so, it turns out that the queen mother is really waiting for her child, she is waiting for you! ”

"Wait for me ......," Xue Qiumei muttered, her voice in a trance.

The sound of crackling rain outside the door, mixed with neat and orderly steps, the door was pushed open suddenly, and the cold wind blew in, carrying the rain, which made Qinghuan have a cold war.

Xue Qiumei turned around mechanically, looked at the comer, and snorted, but finally didn't say a word, and planted heavily on the comer.

"Qiu Mei!" Xue Yuting helped her, picked her up horizontally, looked at Qing Huan who was tied up, looked expressionless, and turned to leave.

After Xue Yuting left, Liangquan squeezed in from the crowd. Just now, the wind and rain were blowing, and the food needed to be protected, so it took a lot of effort. When he was finally done, Xue Yuting hurriedly came and said that his wife was gone. They searched side by side, and finally came to the remote Qinghuan's yard.

At this time, Qing Huan's face was not whitewashed, and Liangquan was surprised, and he didn't wait for him to speak. Qing Huan moved and said, "Help me untie it." ”

Liangquan heard the voice and confirmed that this was really a plan. Only then did he run forward and untie Qing Huan in three or two strokes. hurriedly dismissed everyone.

"You ......" Liangquan didn't know how to speak.

"That's what you see." Qing Huan wore a big coat and was hidden by Xue Qiumei in a middle coat, her hands and feet were cold now, and she needed a little warmth.

"You, you're a woman?" Liangquan finally found his voice.

"Hmm," Qing Huan nodded, then looked down at the strangulation marks on his wrist and frowned.

Liangquan was no longer surprised, he should have known a long time ago, didn't he, but he didn't delve into it.

"What happened just now, why did she tie you up? Are you okay? Liangquan was a little worried, but because of the difference between men and women, he didn't go forward to check if Qinghuan was injured.

Qing Huan shook his head gently, and then told the whole story and the good right. Originally, the fact that Qinghuan was a woman surprised Liangquan very much, but now after listening to her, his mind is even more confused.

She is actually the princess who came from Beiqing and herself!

The sound of rain outside the window gradually decreased, Qinghuan's eyes were red, and she was slightly tired, and Liangquan saw that she was tired and needed to be quiet by herself, so she turned around and left.

Qinghuan couldn't resist the exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

Xue Yuting stood by Xue Qiumei's bedside, holding her hand tightly, with an irrepressible pain in her eyes.

A subordinate ran in and whispered a few words in Xue Yuting's ear, with anger on his face, but he still carefully tucked the corners of Xue Qiumei's quilt, and then went out of the room.

Liangquan is waiting in the courtyard. After the rain, the autumn wind blew the two of them. This night, too many people are destined to lose sleep.

"I treat Lord Liang and others with courtesy, but I don't want Chang Shilang to bully me clumsy!" Xue Yuting drew his short sword and pointed at Liangquan.