Chapter 1: Broken Soul
The best period is like a dream and a happy wind chime, Qi Mei loves, and the mandarin duck is more than wings.
As far as the eye can see, there is a red silk full of red beans, and the wind is moving, like a piece of red ripples on the surface of the lake, a quiet celebration.
The beams made of rosewood, the lamps made of glass, and the curtains made of pearls the size of thumbs are extremely luxurious.
A small piece of rose incense was burning in the incense burner on the long square table next to the beaded curtain, and the smoke was ethereal like a dream.
The curtain was opened, and after a burst of pearl collisions, I saw a woman with a phoenix crown sitting on the six-foot-wide agarwood bed.
It was a red brocade skirt embroidered with peach blossom patterns, the color was like fire, the stitches were delicate, and the peach blossoms on the skirt were blooming one after another, as if they could be fluttering with the wind in the next moment.
Listening to the footsteps as they got closer, the body on the bed moved slightly, the twisted hands became more and more pale, and the peach-colored nails instantly retreated in color and were stuck in the flesh.
The hijab was taken off suddenly, a strand of green silk was torn off, and a vermilion hairpin on the step was torn off, and the pearl on the hairpin fell to the ground, and after bouncing twice, it stopped next to a pair of peony-patterned embroidered shoes, and lost its vitality.
"Auntie." She got up tremblingly and shouted timidly.
The person who was called an aunt by the woman was about the same age as the woman, about twenty-eight years old, and she also wore a red wedding dress, but the clothes on her body were much more gorgeous and grand than those of the woman.
At a glance, the two people with excellent looks looked six points similar, with the same face, the same eyebrows and eyes, except for ...... Two thin lips.
is also thin lips, my aunt's thin lips are glamorous and bewitching, revealing cold and thin feelings. The woman's thin lips are plump and moist, with a bit of naΓ―ve.
Just like the different feelings they bring to people.
My aunt is high, she is a veritable lady who is so cold that she doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, and everyone in the world has to bow down at her feet. The woman is cautious, more like a lowly person who has fallen into the dust and can be stepped on at will.
"Ah Juan, today is a good day for you to get married, and my aunt is here to see you off."
My aunt stood on the side with her hands up, although she was smiling at the woman, but under her eyes was cold, it was the lake water of the cold winter, clear but cold.
She has already worshiped heaven and earth with her husband, and now she is sitting in the new house, where can she send it? Where is the aunt going to send?
The woman walked up to her aunt in three or two steps, curts, and said obediently,
"Today is also a day of great joy for my aunt, my aunt can take the time to come to see Ah Juan, and Ah Wan is very happy. Ah Wan wishes her aunt and uncle to grow old, unswerving love, good year after year, and joy year after year. β
"What a little mouth that can talk." The aunt smiled, two pear vortices rose at the corners of her mouth, she reached out and pinched the woman's chin fiercely, and asked a few people behind her, "You say, don't you?" β
"Yes, the eldest lady has the sweetest mouth." Several people said yes again and again, without a trace of smile on their faces.
and the handsome man standing next to them, from the moment he entered the room, his eyes fell on the soft spot below the woman's neck, and he never looked away.
One glance at the woman, the fire in his eyes burns one point, and one more glance, one more point burns. Little by little, it is about to burn into a prairie fire.
The woman was terrified of such a gaze, as if she could do whatever she wanted with someone to give her an order.
She wanted to escape, to rush out of this room full of death, but she only moved her foot slightly, and she was slapped by her aunt and fell to the ground.
"Is Ah Juan's words sincere?" The aunt crouched down, picked her chin with her index finger, and asked with a smile.
The woman nodded, "Ah Wan is sincere." β
"Look at these pitiful eyes, which man in the world can not be moved when he sees it."
The aunt smiled as if she was sincere, shook off her hand, and took two steps to the side, and then two grandmothers stepped forward and pushed the woman to her knees, and the other maid slapped the woman's face without stopping for a moment, and slapped her palms with all her might.
The woman was beaten dizzy, her face was hot and painful, her lips and teeth were full of blood, she cried and begged for mercy, saying that it was all her fault, that she would never dare again, and begged her aunt to let her go, although she did not know what was wrong with her.
"Slut!" The aunt kicked the woman in the chest, kicked the woman and snorted, and then pulled the woman's hair, and said angrily, "You slut, you finally admit it, right?" β
"It's my fault, I'm sorry, aunt......" The woman shouted angrily, every byte involved the pain in her body.
The aunt gave the woman another slap with her backhand, and then she loosened the woman's hair and stood up.
Playing with his red nails in his hands, his eyes were slanted at the young man, and he continued,
"Especially the way Ajuan is wearing a wedding dress, she can be called a fairy descending to earth, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it."
"No, Ah Juan's beauty is not as good as her aunt's."
The woman hurriedly explained, struggling to break free from the two grandmothers, but only grabbed a piece of her aunt's sleeve.
My aunt's red wedding dress, with a variety of intricate patterns, was held in her hand, but it was also a fleeting cold, and she couldn't hold it.
The aunt kicked away the woman who was still breathing on the ground, and looked intently at the pretty face that could be blown up, and finally smiled.
"But a slut who is as good as a man is also worth salivating!" The aunt clasped her hands in front of her chest, scolded, and then put on the smile that she only had when she watched the play, and said to the man,
"I have great mercy and reward you with this slut, and tonight, you treat her like a brute, and you can toss her as much as you want."
The woman was like being in an ice cellar, and there was no heat in her body.
She vaguely knew her aunt's intentions, and she wanted to ask for mercy in a panic, but her mouth was gagged with a handkerchief, and the three grandmothers dragged her to the bed, and tied her hands to the pillar at the head of the bed with red silk.
This can't be, how can this be? Tonight is the day she gets married, and her husband is coming, how can they do this to her!
She babbled and shouted, begging her aunt to let her live, but her aunt just smiled lightly, and there was a triumphant smile between her eyebrows.
The young man thanked him, and when the grandmothers got out of bed, he rushed impatiently at the beauty on the bed, tearing the woman's wedding dress indiscriminately.
Please, let her go!
"Be nice, be nice......"
The man was short of breath, and the moment he tore off the tent, the dense kiss tossed down, biting and devouring hard, refusing to stop.
The woman's eyes widened in horror, and she wriggled to push the person away from her, but every time, the inconsequential struggle was exchanged for the man's more and more affectionate kissing and coercion
The moment the tent was put down, my aunt saw the begging eyes of the half-faded woman who was pressed under the young man, so sparkling, I saw pity, and hooked the corners of my lips proudly.
The hanging hibiscus warm tent quickly blocked the charm in the tent, isolating the last bit of hope in the woman's eyes.
"Juan, my aunt likes your blessings very much. Etiquette is still exchanged, there are comings and goings, is this good, my aunt also blesses you every year today, every year there is today. β
My aunt gritted her teeth and laughed unscrupulously.
The aunt laughed, and the maid and maid laughed too, and the laughter spread to every corner of the house, echoing in the ears for a long time.
waited until she laughed out of tears, and didn't want to laugh anymore, so my aunt led a few people out.
As he walked to the curtain, he heard the woman's irrepressible whimper, a long, poignant, desperate whimper, accompanied by the crackling sound of red beans falling to the ground.
Looking back, the pair of mandarin duck water sachets hanging on the warm tent were swinging wildly.
"Ah Juan, tonight is your big day, if your husband sees you so shameless, I don't know how to feel."
My aunt was the first to walk out of the room, followed by several others.
When the door was closed, I heard my aunt's cold voice, saying,
"The red silk has fallen, then give three feet of white silk, red and white are arranged in one place, which is really great joy and sorrow."