When I went down the mountain, it was already dark as ink. The sound of the car rolling over the small stones on the road is particularly obvious. I was so distracted along the way, although I boasted that I wanted to take him away, but in fact there was no careful plan at all, and I couldn't start it.

Habitually rubbing his eyebrows, he realized that the carriage had stopped.

The journey wasn't so fast, and it shouldn't have stopped.

Reaching out and lifting the curtain, the guard who was escorting me was nowhere to be seen, and the carriage was parked halfway up the mountain, and there was silence all around.

A very strange premonition is like a vine entwined in my heart, probably always alert, involuntarily picking up a horsewhip as a self-defense weapon.

A silver light flashed on the side of my eye, and I hurriedly dodged, and fixed my eyes to realize that it was a short knife. The guard's face was cold, and his next move went straight to my lower abdomen.

I didn't have time to think about it in an instant, so I instinctively protected it, and subconsciously wanted to protect my child.

The short knife was knocked down in the middle of the way, and the light blue brocade blouse carried the scent of tea that I was most familiar with.

Beiyu Jinchen took me into his arms, and the long sword in his other hand had already pierced the guard's left shoulder.

"Jin'er, tell me, which hand did he use to hurt you?" There was an almost condensed cold temperature in his tone. I didn't know what he was going to do, the sword was already swinging and slashing off the guard's left hand.

The moment before the blood overflowed, his slightly cool palm covered my eyes, and in the dark, he said lightly: "In the future, you don't look at these bloody things again." ”

The guards screamed miserably, almost roaring: "Lord Wang! If you don't kill this witch, all our hard work will be ruined! ”

"She's not a witch......" his voice paused, "she's my wife." ”

His heart trembled suddenly, and the corners of his lips were dyed with a wry smile. "You don't have to be a snake and say these deceptive words, you will always be an enemy to me."

His voice gradually became hoarse: "It's good to hate me, remember me forever." ”

This sentence, hidden in the boundless night, is very light, almost making people feel that it is an auditory hallucination, but I found that I have been remembering this sentence for many, many years......

I don't know how he dealt with the guards, I just remember that he took me down the hill on horseback, passing through a small town.

Because it is a begging festival, the street is particularly lively.

The lights are bright, and the rich lady wears a veil and slowly walks through the alley, attracting countless eye-catching eyes. Scholars with poems and books in their bellies and pretentious scholars gathered together to ponder for a riddle or two. Hawkers sell their own things, jewelry, snacks, and uncommon masks.

This kind of fireworks in the world is blowing in my face, and I seem to have become an outsider, envious but unable to fit in.

"Madame, buy a bracelet, you see this width is just enough to cover the wound on your hand." A shrewd-looking vendor stood in our way.

Madam......? I looked at my outfit and my long hair that was gently pulled up, unnaturally hiding my emotions.

He picked out a pair of transparent white jade bracelets, and the vendor took the money and left with a grin.

"This bracelet is a fake." He put the bracelet aside.

"So what do you buy it for......"

He didn't speak, his fingertips brushing the scar on my wrist. In the middle of the night, he suddenly removed the silver hairpin from my hair and slashed it across his wrist with the sharp end.

Thick blood snaked and oozes out, sliding down your wrist and between your fingers.

He pointed to the scar on my wrist and said, "Look, it's not the same." ”

I was stunned, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

I don't know why, but I feel a pain in my heart, it seems that I am sad that I can't recover my feelings, but if I think about it carefully, how can I have any feelings, my heart is dead.

"Beiyu Jinchen, even if you die in front of me at this moment, I won't blink an eye. I stay with you for the sake of my living relatives. As for this seed that should not have been born in the first place......"

"Jin'er!" His expression suddenly froze, and his voice became much colder. "No matter how much you hate me, it has nothing to do with the child."

I stopped what I was saying and said no more.

I don't know when Red Sleeves appeared behind him, and respectfully handed over a handkerchief. He waved his hand and said no, the blood on his wrist had stained his sleeves red.

Redsleeves looked at me pleadingly, and I had no choice but to take the handkerchief and grab his hand to help him bandage it.

He stopped talking, waiting for me to bandage his wrist.

At this time, fireworks suddenly set off by the river, and the stars fell and disappeared. The sky is bright, illuminating the bustling crowd of the whole town, there are loving couples snuggling up to the river, and there are also young girls who love each other and maintain a distance between them.

He looked up at the fireworks in the distance, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and the silhouette of his side face became more and more handsome in the flickering atmosphere. The slightly raised lips are very similar to the jade prince when he first met in the Octagonal Pavilion.

My thoughts gradually faded away, back to the Chinese New Year's Eve when I was a child, about thirteen years old, I remember that at that time, Liu Fu recruited new people, a small house cleaning the courtyard, he would secretly help me and my mother, send some decent clothes and supplies, every time I asked him why, he didn't say anything, and later learned that he was a mute. On his thirteenth birthday, he set off a small splash of fireworks in the backyard, the kind of sparkling that was about half a man high, the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

I only remember that his name was Liuliu because of auspiciousness.

But he had left Liufu a year before I had been disfigured, thinking that if he had been there, I might have escaped the fire.

For so many years, I have suppressed this memory and deliberately forgot it, just to make myself vicious, as if I had not experienced any help or anything good in my life, only these can I be ruthless in the pavilion and the palace and survive.

It's a pity that I have not become a ruthless person, nor have I been able to become a strong person for survival.

"Miss, do you want to buy candy?" An old man walked over with a silk of sugar wrapped around a wooden stick like cotton wool.

This is...... This is cloud sugar, which originated in Liangxi, and was later renamed Jinsi cotton candy when it was introduced to Beiyan.

I looked at this old man and was about to ask, but I heard Beiyu Jinchen wonder: "Yuntang? ”

Only Liangxi people will know the name of Yuntang, how does he ......

I looked at the red sleeves and thought of the day she said that Beiyu Jinchen was once a proton sent by Beiyan.

But that alone doesn't mean much.

I tried to suppress the doubt in my heart and said, "Thank you, I don't like sugar." ”

At this time, he had already taken out the copper coin and said, "How do I remember your favorite ......?"

He suddenly stopped talking, paused, and said, "The craftsmanship of brocade silk candy is no longer common, you can taste it." ”

I didn't make a sound, pretended not to realize anything, and silently took Yuntang.

The soft, silky sugar melts between the lips and teeth, leaving only a little sweetness.

The old man accepted the money with satisfaction and stroked his snow-white beard. Is this sugar delicious? It was my daughter who did it.

"Good craftsmanship." I echoed it, and suddenly I noticed that there were patterns on the thin wooden sticks, and I saw a word carved on it by the light of the fireworks: "Ying." ”

When I looked up again, the old man was already far away.

It's Xia Xiying! She made this thing!