Chapter 223: The Past in Na Jing Zhu

Separated by a wall, the woman withdrew her peeking gaze, it was her family who spoiled her before, and now it was time for her to repay her family.

Looking out the window at the snow, she looked back at a small recess above the head of the bed, in which she could faintly see a brilliant streamer.

Na Jingzhu was given to her by her father when she was two years old, and because she likes colorful things, she has this birthday gift.

Time has passed, the laughter and laughter of the past can no longer come back, her father died in vain, and the last bit of thought left by her father is now going to be sold, and now she can only let go of the past and live in front of her.

Stepping on the table to take the beads out of the groove and wipe the dust off them, she walked out the door with the only thing her father had left behind.

On the not-so-large plank bed, her brother looked decadent, and her mother was no longer the noblewoman she used to be, and the wrinkles had left too many marks on that face.

With the beads in hand, she walked step by step to her brother's bed, looked at the two, and she spoke her own thoughts in a nice voice.

She wanted to sell the beads, but was opposed by her brother and mother.

Her mother didn't want to sell her father's only remaining relics, the beads were in her heart, and if the beads were sold, then the only support in her heart would be sold.

Her brother didn't want to sell it because he had the beads to remind him that his father's vengeance was still there, because the beads recorded the whole process of his father's death.

The opposition of her mother and brother made the woman hesitate, but what was the point of keeping this bead in the face of starvation.

The woman knew that the two couldn't make sense, so she made a bold decision.

She went back to her room to change into a thicker dress, and under the pretext of Gong Gong, she carried the beads on the way to town.

The snow was fluttering, the cold wind was cold, this was the first time she went to the town alone when she grew up, facing the cold wind she wrapped her mouth and nose with a square scarf, and she was a foot deep and shallow on the snow-covered road.

The town, the place where the market is gathered.

It's the New Year, although many people are eating reunion dinner at home, but there are also many people who are still selling New Year's materials in the snow.

In this still lively town, she continued to move her numb legs forward, aiming for the pawnshop.

Although she lived in the countryside, her mother still taught her how to write and ink.

Seeing that the pawnshop was about to arrive, it was unexpectedly re-attacked within the distance of this vision.

A galloping horse galloped past a man of remarkable proportions.

All the way to the town, her legs were already stiff, and she couldn't dodge the galloping horse, and although the man didn't let the horse hit her by tugging on the reins, the dragon-shaped stirrups on her feet still cut out the wound on her arm.

As soon as the wound came out, the blood rushed continuously, and the stiff legs added to the frost at the moment, and she fainted in the snow before she could move far.

……

At the Temple of Heaven, the Na Jingzhu in the hand of Gu Wangchen is still releasing brilliance, and everyone who is staring at the picture with both eyes recognizes the man on horseback, who is Gu Boyuan when he was young.

And the woman who fell to the ground and fainted to death was the fox and demon girl who almost left Gu Bo far away more than 20 years ago, and the mother of Lonely Forget.

Everyone already understood a little when they saw this, it turned out that the woman was actually the daughter of the prime minister of the previous dynasty, and Gu Boyuan's father was her father-killing enemy.

Na Jingzhu was still playing the picture, and Gu Boyuan on the Temple of Heaven had come down at some point, and he was staring at the woman in the picture with sad eyes.

His emotions did not make Gu Wangchen feel compassion, and the infusion of spiritual power (internal force) made Na Jingzhu continue to confide in the picture.

……

The snow was still there, but the woman was gone, and the blood-stained ground was buried by the freshly fallen snow.

In a trance, the snow on the ground dissipated, the white of the sky gradually disappeared, and then there was a scorching bells and whistles.

"Li Gongzi, you came to see the slave family~"

With the flow of voices, this place has revealed its true body, Hualou, also called Qinglou.

The woman passed out on the side of the road and was rescued by the old bustard of Hualou, and she woke up this time with one more identity, Qinglou Xue'er.

Because she was rescued in the snow, the old bustard saw that she looked like a city and proud of the snow, so she named her Xue'er.

When she first woke up, she couldn't accept this identity, but under the persuasion of the bustard, she slowly accepted her identity, because the bustard gave her a way to live.

In the Qinglou, she has to learn to pick up guests like those girls, but here, her beauty has brought her an advantage, the more she can't get it, the more she hangs people's appetites, and people who spend a lot of money for her abound, the more she is robbed of the bustard, the more she cares about her chastity, which is also a blessing in disguise.

She is literate and hyphenated, knows more about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her beautiful face is even more arrogant, and she became famous for a while.

Her worth is high, and the owner of the flower building even gave her the same rights as the bustard, as long as she is unwilling, the bustard can't force her.

After Qinglou gained power, she secretly entrusted the money she had secretly earned to bring back to her mother and brother.

With a way to make money and the qualifications to support her family, she already plans to stay in the Qinglou forever, but the sky does not fulfill people's wishes.

It is a smash hit, and it will decline.

She is too outstanding to make the business of other Qinglou bleak, and the big hand of conspiracy has quietly attacked her.

The business opponent took care of a person in the rivers and lakes to ruin her innocence, saying that she was just a woman who didn't know martial arts after all.

The man sneaked in at night, stunned her with incense, and then pretended to sleep with her, and the two of them lay under the covers, just waiting for outsiders to arrive.

Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, there was a commotion outside, followed by a large group of people.

The hired man had come to destroy her innocence, but when he saw her countenance, he felt compassion, so he simply took off his clothes and slept next to her.

As for her, she was already wearing pajamas when she slept, so everyone still misunderstood after kicking the door open.

Overnight, the topic of Xue'er's private hiding of men spread wildly.

The originally arrogant figure was dragged into the mud and dust.

As soon as this news came out, the sons who spent money in the past came to the door one after another, and Hualou was difficult to withstand the pressure, and finally came up with an idea for the first night of the auction to prove her innocence.

She originally planned to sell her art but not her body, but now her reputation has plummeted, and the sons and brothers who were willing to spend money for him in the past have despised her, and she is once again in the mud of selling her body.

At this moment, the matter of the first night of the auction is imminent, Hualou can only make this decision in order to protect himself, what they do is the business of the rich, so they can't afford to offend the rich so they can only come to sacrifice Xue'er alone.

That night, Hualou had a show to auction the first night of the Oiran, and she was pushed to the tip of the sword.

With her help, the family has just lived a little more stable, and if they resist at this time, where will the family's livelihood come from in the future? What's more, the business in the Qinglou, once you get involved, it will be difficult to get out, and even if you run at this time, you will be caught and sold alive like livestock.

For the sake of her family and to protect herself, she once again chose to compromise with fate.

……

The streamer lingers, and Na Jingzhu is still playing the scene it has recorded.

The next picture is known to everyone, and Gu Boyuan took her first night at the auction.

Because her reputation plummeted, Gu Boyuan didn't spend too much gold beads, this is human nature, when she is hot, she spends a lot of money for a look, and when her reputation is no longer good, it is not worth spending a hundred gold beads.

Gu Boyuan got her under the pressure of competition, Gu Boyuan looked at the picture and clenched his hands tightly, he was afraid, afraid of the next picture, afraid that the picture of the Spring Festival would be seen by everyone, how could his woman be for everyone to watch.

Compared with his fear, Lonely Dust was very calm.

After withdrawing the spiritual power transported, the pictures dissipated one after another, looking at the ministers, Gu Wangchen said coldly:

"Saying that my mother's status is low, saying that I am not worthy of being the emperor, do you think I am not worthy of this after reading this? Hmph, who the hell is unworthy.

The reason why my mother is in prison is because your Emperor Your Majesty is the one who harmed him, and the king of a country rode the horse in the streets, regardless of the lives of the people, and he became the king in vain. ”