It's just that I didn't expect that a post-sealing ceremony would drag on for such a long time, and I didn't expect that Tang Yingzhou would put Tang Taijie on the stage, making it clear that Tang Yingjie was going to humiliate Song Lianzhou, and his mother was actually involved with another man, and that person was inseparable from his father's death, if Song Lianzhou wasn't crazy, he would be crazy.

But this is an opportunity for Lian Zhou, after all, she is not Song Lianzhou, and Taijie is not her mother, people love to remarry and remarry, and it has nothing to do with her, so she naturally has no reaction to the fact that Taijie stayed with the emperor, and continued to pretend to be crazy and stupid, but when others saw her like this, they were even more determined to think that the child was incurably crazy, and even indifferent to her mother's shameless behavior and serving her second husband, this child's madness is not like pretending.

In this regard, Lian Zhou snickered happily.

Hmph, the ceremony after sealing and the emperor's birthday banquet were held on the same day, then, the grand show will begin, at that time, the overwhelming red in the city of Yudu, the noise of gongs and drums, and the joy of the sky will become her congratulatory gift to avenge her blood revenge and escape from imprisonment, and a free and beautiful life will soon truly belong to her.

Xu is knowing that the action attack is in front of her, and it is about to be launched, so her heart is inevitably a little nervous and excited, she is lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and her dreams are not steady, but after half an hour, many pictures flashed in front of her eyes.

Under the wind and rain in the sky, so vast, the night owl swirled in the air, the lightning sounded, the rhythm beat so fast, so many people's corpses, black clothes dyed blood red, piled up into high hills, the wind came from the end, the men's faces were stained with blood, muddy water, cold and dirty, so shocking.

She felt something in her throat and wanted to call, but she couldn't.

The scene changed again and again, the earth was dim, the streets were lined with shops, the scarves were flying high, like the scalp of a dead man, and the distant side, the upright mountains, like tombs, to pay tribute to the souls of the dead who had returned early, in the middle of the avenue, there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, crawling in a pool of blood with difficulty, the child's body was so thin, so small, and the white single clothes were bubbling with blood, and it never stopped for a moment. The child exhaled weakly, like a snail, with blood, struggling to survive, but finally fainted to the ground. Under his feet, the blood was like sludge.

The past came towards her like a tidal wave, so many painful memories gnawed at her heart day and night, she felt pain all over her body, the sound of the whip hitting her body, the click, the click, the crisp sound, the sound of blood drawing, the rush of running water, she felt that she was back to that day, the eighteenth night of Shangsheng, it was the most painful day of her life.

Have you ever had that kind of moment? Floating alone in a strange world, a person who finally believes in you has pushed you into such a desperate situation, you have no friends, you have no one to help you, no one feels sorry for you, surrounded by a tidal crowd, condescending to look at you, watching your struggle, your helplessness, cold eyes, vaguely gloating. Have you ever had such a desperate time?

She felt like she was suffocating. It seems to have returned to that time, when the body was whipped into flesh, and there was a burst, heart-rending pain.

There was darkness all around, there was not a little light, only the smell of blood that was getting stronger and stronger, filling her nostrils, it was...... Her own blood.

Is she going to die?

Don't, don't die. I'm so scared, don't.

I wanted to shout, but I couldn't.

At such a moment, all dignity is bullshit, all strength, all refusal to give in, are floating clouds.

The scene of that day recurred in a nightmare, and she didn't want to think about anything but shout out loud.

- Meng Hui, I beg you, don't kill me.

- I was wrong, although I don't know what I was wrong, but as long as you say that I was wrong, I immediately kneel, kowtow, and admit my mistake to you. I beg only you, don't kill me.

- Meng Hui, you let me go, you can spare my life, I am an undercover agent, I am very skilled, I can obtain information for you, I can do your meticulous work, I can also sell my body, I can use bitter meat tricks, I am very useful, I can submit to you unconditionally, you see, in this way, can you let me go?

- Meng Hui, you let me live, okay?

I can let you torture, let you trample, I can live better than death, I just beg you, don't kill me, okay?

Those pleas that were suppressed in the bottom of my heart finally couldn't be summoned because of the exhaustion of hiss.

- It was the humblest moment of her life.

Whipped all the way, she looked at her broken body, listened to the sound of her skin rubbing against the ground, and even if her vision was blurred by blood, she could see behind her, spreading blood all the way.

She's really, terrified. Live, even if you live in a low voice, as long as you can live.

But after all, she lost the right to cry, and the heart-wrenching whipping tormented her, her senses were no longer weak, and her thoughts were inexplicably clear. She knew that she was going to die.

The whirlpool of death led her downward spinning, the surroundings were as dead and silent as a graveyard, the body was gradually separated from the soul, the smell of blood was so strong, there were white birds flying silently overhead, the world was cold, the sky was cold, the ground was cold.

Don't, don't die.

Is there anyone who can save her?

Is there anyone who can take her out of this abyss, the abyss of pain?

"Please......"

"Save ...... Help me......"

The fabric is grasped in the hand, like the ocean, warm and tranquil. There is bright heat.

Then, there was a hand, covered up, the fingertips were cold, and the palm was faintly warm, wrapping her hand tightly, gently, and hard. Softened her stiff, cold little hands inch by inch.

Lian Zhou's eyes were closed, but he could see that the color of the world was brightening little by little.

Finally, there is still someone to give her warmth.

Someone will stretch out a hand and give her the sun of rebirth.

In the dream, the girl smiled, her little face was soft, with shallow dimples, her beautiful and small chin was slightly raised, and there was irrepressible satisfaction between her eyebrows and eyes.

Outside the dream, the young man's sleeve was pulled by the girl, he smiled slightly, stretched out his other hand, gently squeezed it, and wrapped her small hand. He wore a azure gown, sat on the edge of the bed, his expression faded the coldness, and when he smiled, his forehead was red and his eyebrows were picturesque.

Lian Zhou furrowed her delicate eyebrows, feeling that the dream scene was still changing, wave after wave, stirring her brain, sweeping the desert with thousands of miles of smoke, sweeping the winding courtyard of the south of the Yangtze River, passing the dark night when the rain hit the plantains, sweeping the windy ancient battlefield, passing the splendid majestic palace, sweeping the towering hills under the white clouds, sweeping the vast long wind, the deep garden, the picture went around and around, and finally stopped in front of a bamboo forest.

The green clouds are shrouded, she is wearing a white fairy dress, standing in front of the flowing water, there seems to be no one in the empty valley, only occasionally there are a few bursts of birdsong, the surroundings are ethereal, such as a cage of smoke yarn, such as a thin shirt, she just stood there, I don't know why, I didn't move, but I felt a little sad in my heart for no reason.