On the day he became Song Yige, it snowed in Jinling, a very rare heavy snowfall, which covered up the blood stains on the guillotine yesterday, and even the disgusting smell of blood was also covered.

The entire city of Jinling is covered with snow, as if it is a paradise.

Song Yige let the maid roll up the curtains, and the cold wind mixed with the snow blew into the house, and the fire burned in the house, and the cold in the house disappeared after a while.

"Girl." The nurse walked in with a bowl of hot porridge, "If it's cold today, why don't you know how to take care of your body so much?" You're seriously ill, do you want to be sick again? ”

Song Yige looked at the snow scene outside the window in a daze, and after a while, he lowered his eyes, and reached out to take the hot porridge in the nurse's hand: "Nurse, didn't I let you rest?" You can leave these things to the green beads. ”

"If you don't finish drinking, where can I rest assured, nurse." Song Yige stirred the hot porridge in front of her, and found that she had no appetite at all, but in order not to disappoint the nurse, she could only take a few sips of her head and deal with it.

Seeing that she had drunk, the nurse showed a comfortable smile on her face: "The girl woke up, and she should have gone to ask the old lady to say goodbye, but the old lady took pity on her sister, so she let her sister not have to go, and rested in the house." ”

Song Yige responded, and let the nurse put down the curtain that had just been rolled up again, blocking the wind and snow in this room.

The room was warm again, and the warm sleepiness came over me.

Song Yige got up and re-widened his coat, lay down on the bed, and the pear blossom embroidered curtain entered his heart at a glance.

In the past, in her boudoir, there were also such delicate pear blossom embroidered curtains, which were also cut from extremely expensive materials, and she never had the opportunity to see them again.

She pulled the quilt over her head in annoyance, and when she closed her eyes, it was full of scenes of her father and brother being pressed on the guillotine and beheaded in public, and the blood splashed from the stage to the audience, until now, she can still feel the warmth of the blood splashed on her face.

Even if a white silk behind her went with her father and brother, she didn't admit that her father and brother didn't come back to life, only her, she lived, but she lived like someone else.

When I woke up from a nap, the snow had finally stopped.

There was a rustling sound in the curtain, and the nurse glanced at the green beads, who immediately brought the things for washing.

She casually took the sweat towel handed by Green Bead and wiped it off her face.

"Girl, the son is awake, do you want to see the girl?" The nurse asked patiently.

is closest to his own girl, not the old woman or the Hou Ye, but the sick brother, the boy who should be the head of the family, but he is born weak and sickly, which is worse than a girl's family.

When it comes to this son, the nurse is distressed and resentful.

In other people's homes, the elder brother protects the younger sister, but when they come here, it is the opposite, and the younger sister protects the elder brother, and the saddest thing is that there is no concubine in the house to support the lintel.

Sometimes the nurse wonders if the Hou Ye has made too many killings, so this generation will wither so far.

After Song Yige wiped his face, his somewhat dull brain gradually remembered what the nurse said, there is a brother in this body, just like her previous life, and there is also a brother who loves her very much.

She got up with her shoes on: "Well, I'm going to meet my brother." ”

The nurse looked at her girl's thin body, and couldn't help but feel sad, her girl was a hard-working child.