Chapter 2: Wen's death

When she arrived, she saw her mother lying in the snow with her head bleeding from her head. The blood stained the snow around her mother red, and Yang Qiqi suddenly remembered the scene when she died, she rushed over and cried: "Mother, mother! ”

Wen was already angry, and when he saw Yang Qiqi, tears flowed down, his eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance, and he raised his hand and stretched out his hand towards Yang Qiqi. Yang Qiqi held Wen's hand and said repeatedly: "Mother, don't move, I'll go find someone to save you." ”

Wen Shi held her hand tightly and said weakly, "Qiqi, my daughter." I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all my mother's fault, I gave birth to you, but I can't always accompany you. Qiqi, don't hate your father, don't hate anyone. You have to live well and live peacefully...... Don't stay in Nagano, go far, remember your mother's words and never go back to the Yang family! You want to live...... Live well. After saying this, Wen closed his eyes with nostalgia and reluctance, and was silent.

Yang Qiqi crouched on Wen's body and called out in a lost voice: "Mother! Mother! How could it be, how could it be! I know it all! I know it all. ”

Yang Qiqi's heart-rending cry resounded through the quarry, and she knelt on the ground barefoot. A little cold light drilled into Yang Qiqi's bones from his knees, and it was cold to the bottom of his heart.

Mother, you died like this? Still the same as in the previous life, he died in the quarry.

Yang Qiqi burst into tears, and was blown by the cold wind, stabbing his skin in pain. As a human being in two lives, she once again endured the grief of losing her mother. The past of being dependent on my mother is still vivid, and in those years, my mother was deeply ashamed that she could not make her life better, and she endured hunger and gave all the best to herself.

But I can't do anything. Despite knowing her mother's end, she was so powerless.

Even when she was used as a scapegoat and died tragically, she never hated it like this, hating herself for being too powerless. Yang Qiqi was exhausted from crying, and she plunged into the snow, and the biting cold stuck to her face, making her extremely sober.

Everyone thought Wen's death was an accident, and she naturally thought so at that time.

Now that I have seen Wen's last face and heard Wen's last words, many unsolvable doubts have come to my heart.

The mother was abandoned by her father and became the next cousin, and then the Wen family, the mother family, was implicated in the rebellion of the three kings and was razed to the three tribes.

Cousin Wen Yaojia was also confiscated into the palace because of this incident. Later, my cousin became the concubine of the first emperor, and she almost wanted to clear the snow and avenge the Wen family. But it wasn't until Murong Zhao succeeded to the throne that this wish was fulfilled. My cousin has repeatedly mentioned Yang Qiqi, Wen was abandoned from the court, and the Wen family's monstrous case is only afraid that it will be inseparable from his stepmother Li. It was so obvious, but she didn't take it to heart at all.

Not only that, but she has always loved her father Yang Fu and stepmother Li, and she is respectful and filial everywhere, and even has a heart-to-heart relationship with the sister who is like a femme fatale.

"Don't go back to Yang's house." Yang Qiqi thought of this, and gave himself a big mouth, "Mother, my daughter is useless, my daughter is really useless." ”

Yang Qiqi, you are really useless! If you live another life, you won't be able to save your mother. Yang Qiqi's heart trembled, his body leaned back, and he almost fainted.

Lying beside Wen, her heart welled up with unprecedented frustration and powerlessness. Whether it's real or dream, she still can't do anything.

God seemed to have given her a chance to live again, but now she was only seven years old and trapped in Nagano. With her strength, how can she fight against the Li family?

"God, you're really playing a big joke on me!"

The biting chill surged to the limbs, Yang Qiqi's hands and feet were completely numb, and she only felt physically and mentally exhausted after experiencing this at this moment.

"It's better to let me die!"