Chapter 1: Sorrow for the Past Life
The outer suburbs of Thuan An City, the splendid garden of Baifu.
Right now, it's midnight, and there's silence all around! Only one room behind the annex is brightly lit.
Blood, like a small snake, winds out from behind the screen of the landscape ink painting. The smell of iron immediately spread throughout the space.
"Mama Tian, is it a young master or a young lady...... Quick, bring it to me. β
A weak, eager voice came from behind the screen.
Through the dim light, it can be seen that the woman lying on the bed is about twenty years old. She has picturesque eyebrows and slightly dark skin. In particular, a pair of eyes are like pearls scattered in the mountain spring, exuding a soft and warm light.
This is the wife of Bai Yuanhao, the prefect of Shun'an, Duan Qingming. Because of the epidemic in the house, he had to go to this remote garden to give birth. Right now, it's just about to give birth.
"If you go back to the eldest lady, it's a little young master."
Mama Tian's gloomy and sympathetic voice sounded slowly under the flickering lights, with a chilling afterglow. At first glance, it makes people's hearts hairy.
Because of the unsatisfactory production, Duan Qingming's lower body was still bleeding. But Rao is like this, her moist eyes are staring at the baby that Mama Tian has just wrapped. In his tone, there was an unspeakable plea and eagerness:
"Mama Tian, quickly bring the young master to show meββ"
That is the child she gave birth to after nine deaths, this is the eldest son of Shun'an Baifu, and it will also be Duan Qingming's lifelong dependence, Duan Qingming wants to hug him.
Seeing Duan Qingming's eyes revealing a desperate look, Mama Tian's heart tightened, and she subconsciously hugged the baby in her hand, and retreated continuously.
The little baby lay quietly in Mama Tian's arms, not crying or making trouble.
Duan Qingming looked at Mama Tian's increasingly strange expression, and an ominous feeling suddenly rose in her heart. She struggled to support her weak body and was about to get out of bed.
Mama Tian's thick lips squirmed a few times, and finally spoke dryly:
"Eldest Miss, the slave advises you to wait a little longer, the second lady is coming over......"
did not ignore the suspiciously cruel smile in Mama Tian's eyes. Duan Qingming was visibly stunned for a moment. The child she gave birth to, why did she wait for Duan Yulan to come over?
The ruminous suspicion in his heart became thicker and thicker, Duan Qingming's face became even paler, and his expression became flustered:
"Mama Tian, you should take the young master to me first......"
Mama Tian just closed her lips, didn't move, and didn't answer.
"Yo, this meat that fell off my body is really different......
A crisp voice came from outside the door. With the voice, a pretty figure, stepping on the lights of the room, slowly walked in.
The woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old. The face is as charming as the moon, and the eyes are shining, sultry and seductive. On her body, she wore a goose-yellow cloud smoke shirt embroidered with elegant orchids. The mopping floor is a two-butterfly cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt with the same color, covered with a layer of Bixialuo peony mist veil. The clouds are ethereal, wearing a hollow orchid bead hairpin, shining in the shadow of the light.
This woman is Duan Qingming's sister, Duan Yulan.
At this time, she raised her eyebrows, looked at Duan Qingming who was bleeding with sarcasm, and showed a cruel and sarcastic smile:
"My dear sister, why don't you guess if I'll let him live?"
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Seeing Duan Qingming on the bed in shock, pain, glancing at the door, as if with a little hope, Duan Yulan pursed her thin lips and laughed proudly:
"I said, sister, don't think in vain that the Xiang Guild will come to save you...... And, let me tell you secretly, he's just outside this door, do you want to see him? β
Is Xianggong just outside the door? So, he shouldn't allow Duan Yulan to do anything wrong here, right?
Duan Qingming eagerly propped herself up: "I want to see Xianggong!" β
This child is the eldest son of Baifu, and Xianggong will definitely find a way to keep her, right? Definitely, definitely.
However, Duan Yulan laughed softly: "But, Xianggong, he doesn't want to see you now...... Who wants you to be so ugly and occupy the position of his wife? If it weren't for the water moon mirror......"
Duan Yulan looked at Duan Qingming with a "tsk", and couldn't help but sigh: "Sister, in fact, I am very worthy of being a good man, I have been able to sleep in the same bed with you for so many years, and I have also given birth to two children...... In fact, to put it bluntly, now, the things have been obtained, sister, you are useless! β
You're out of use anymore.
Such true and cruel words extinguished the hope in Duan Qingming's heart little by little.
Duan Yulan's voice rang out: "Moreover, you can think of it, right?" It's the prime minister who asked me to deal with your ugly woman......"
Duan Yulan's sentence of "ugly woman" made Duan Qingming's heart like a knife.
Duan Yulan covered her mouth, the smile on her face was coquettish and proud:
"Actually, you understand, don't you? In the past, Xianggong was quite polite to you, but now, the moon-piercing bow has arrived, my mother has straightened it, and I already have what you were proud of, you say, keep you, what's the use? β
Moon-piercing bow?
Duan Qingming suddenly remembered the quaint-looking Water Moon Mirror, which she got by accident by saving the life of an assassin, but she didn't know how Bai Yuanhao knew about it, pestering her all day long to ask for it, yesterday, she offered it with both hands, and today, in exchange for her own death!
Duan Qingming's heart suddenly hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
That man, who had poured her life's love and respect, including happiness and faith, into her now, as soon as he got what he wanted, abandoned her as if she were despised.
Duan Yulan turned her eyes and said coldly:
"Plant that wild for me."
Mama Tian took two steps forward and handed the baby in her hand to Duan Yulan's hand, and Duan Yulan smeared Danko's fingertips and gently swiped over the baby's face. There was an eerie and eerie tone in his tone:
"Why, you're not my child?"
yes, if thou art my child, I will bring all the best of the earth into thy hand...... It's a pity, you're not mine.
The newborn baby burst into tears. Duan Yulan's face flashed with a hint of embarrassment. Without thinking, she reached out and pressed the baby's thin neck hard. The baby struggled in Duan Yulan's hands, and its cry gradually became thinner, smaller, and finally, it fell silent.
Duan Qingming screamed heartbreakingly, her hands waving in the air, trying to stop this tragedy in the world:
"No...... Don't......"
But where can it be stopped? Her son, the newborn life, died tragically in the hands of Duan Yulan just like that.
No, you can't......
Duan Qingming didn't know where the strength came from, she desperately broke free from Da Cui's shackles, wanting to take back her child from Duan Yulan's hands.
"Give my child back to me ......"
Now she has nothing left, and she can't afford to lose her children anymore.
Seeing Duan Qingming's almost crazy look, Duan Yulan was stunned. Unconsciously took two steps back, looking at Duan Qingming who was held down by Mama Tian again, Duan Yulan calmed down and sneered again:
"Dear sister...... I've robbed your father-in-law, and then let your child go? Do you want me to raise him like my mother? In the end, let him die tragically in the green building? β
Hearing the hint in Duan Yulan's words, Duan Qingming only felt that her whole body began to trembleβYu'er...... It turns out that Yu'er was also destroyed in the hands of their mother and daughter?
and the aunt who has always cared for and loved her...... It turns out that all of this is fake? Pretend that they are the only ones who are kept in the dark, like puppets, for them to play with?
Duan Qingming's heart was like a knife. Tears flowed profusely, her eyes widened, and she looked at Duan Yulan with blood-devouring eyes, and in her heart, there was a sharp pain when her liver and lungs were broken.
Liu Rong, Duan Yulan, hello, hello...... Ruthless!
Duan Qingming looked at Duan Yulan, and blood gradually flowed from her eyes...... Is the world too crazy? Or was she blind and didn't see the true face of this wolf-ambitious mother and daughter?