Camellias bloom in the courtyard, and next to it is a wooden platform with several pots, dark gray in color. The wooden platform was almost completely damaged by the wind and snow. The flower pots on the platform are only dead branches piled with snow, which is commensurate with the dilapidated wooden platform. In contrast, the camellia next to it is particularly bright - thick foliage, rich color, the leaves are oily and green, and the flowers are almost dazzlingly red.

The window facing the camellia and the wooden terrace was wide open, and inside the room was a luxurious bed, but nothing more. In the empty room, there was only one young woman in bed, who was as delicate as a daffodil, but as pale as snow, and looked so black and white that it seemed to be so illusory that it did not actually exist. There was a faint sadness between the woman's eyebrows, she let the wind and snow invade the window, and she kept looking at the camellia with only a thin cover, and she did not move all day.

Listening to this snow falling, the mountain tree died silently. The tired camellia in the snow will also fall to the ground quietly, and it still looks ruddy and smooth, how can it have withered?The hostess sighed softly and closed her eyes.

As the sky grew dark, an umbrella shadow suddenly came into view, and just outside the window, a tall woman with a gray feather shawl looked in.

The woman outside the window looked a few years older, beautiful and fierce as a snowstorm, and her bun was decorated with a red and white variegated camellia, and a little emerald filigree and gold hairpin shook brightly. She looked in lightly, and then asked slowly in a low and mellow voice, "Why doesn't the girl close the window and lie quietly?"

The woman who broke into the courtyard at dusk, no matter how you look at it, is it a little strange? But the pale hostess just raised her eyes, reluctantly stood up, smiled slightly, and replied gently: "The camellia is blooming just right, and if the concubine closes the window, she will be lonely." ”

The woman outside the window also turned slightly sideways to look at the gorgeous camellia, and then chuckled: "It's really just right, so at a glance, it seems that this camellia has become a fine and captured the girl's qi and blood." ”

The hostess smiled weakly, looked at the camellia that was still burning in the dim light, and then said, "If this is the case but the concubine is happy, when I die, I am willing to be buried under this camellia." ”

The woman outside the window looked at her quietly for a moment, and then spoke again: "The girl is just worried about illness, but she can still turn around." ”

The hostess chuckled bitterly after hearing this, and then lay back again, her eyes vain: "At the end...... Will there be a demon comforting the concubine......"

The woman outside the window stood quietly in the snow and continued to ask: "The girl is also a demon, why did she fall here." ”

The hostess was silent for a moment, smiled self-deprecatingly and replied slowly: "Concubine...... It is the wife of You Wangyue, the defender of Tanzhou of the Divine Army. ”

"I've heard a little, is it the little lady of the Shen clan of the Flying Bird clan who returned to the Divine Army eight years ago?"

The hostess seemed to think of her past life, her eyes were bright and dark, and her lips fell softly: "Yes, the concubine is the third, and her name is Xue Rou." ”

"You Mochizuki ...... with you"

Hearing the woman's hesitation, Shen Xuerou immediately smiled: "The husband has a deep affection for the concubine and has been married for three years...... There is no suspicion. ”

"Then why are you here alone, and your wife is so sick that her husband is unreasonable? ”

"Grandma does not forget that her family is a family member of the Imperial Palace, and the concubine is humble, how can she stay for a long time. ”

The woman outside the window sneered, and her tone was quite resentful: "Tanzhou You is only in the middle of the Fenghuang family, with all due respect, but a declining son of a family, who is a small official in the Taishou Mansion, what qualifications do you have to be noble." ”

Shen Xuerou smiled bitterly when she heard this, and lowered her eyelashes: "Both the concubine and the husband understand...... However, after all, the You family is the Fenghuang, after the concubine is barbarian, she gave birth to a small child, the etiquette is not thoughtful, and there are no heirs, and the grandmother deliberately climbs another family for her husband, so she forced her husband to leave his wife and put me here. The husband's persuasion was unsuccessful, and the concubine became sick with worries, and she was blessed after all. ”

"Filial piety comes first, if the second elder insists on this, even if your husband loves you, what can he do. ”

"There is no fault in keeping etiquette and filial piety, and the son of the husband and the gentleman is helpless even if he gives up his affection. ”

The woman outside the window smiled silently, her eyes were gloomy, as if she was sympathetic and sad: "'The son is very suitable for his wife, and the parents are displeased, come out.'" 'The Gangchang Rite Sect is supposed to be designed to guide happiness, so why do you believe in Gangchang to find happiness. ”

This Shen Xue Rou couldn't answer, but laughed sourly again: "My sister is beyond the law, so she must treat her concubine like an insect and an ant." ”

"As a martial arts faction, the Shen clan will not be powerless to resist, if you secretly threaten the second elder, or only reveal a bit or two of demonic energy, you will not be abandoned by contempt. ”

In this way, the concubine is not a respectful and virtuous woman. ”

"Then do you really want to be this lady? I heard that Shen San Niangzi is beautiful and gentle and doesn't like to kill, but it is the culmination of the Great Water Freedom Law, which is also a must today. ”

"Concubine body......" Shen Xuerou, who had been smiling, finally wanted to cry, "The concubine body just wants to be worthy of her husband, and she can't take away her prestige." ”

"For this reason you suppress your nature, as for such ......a situation," the woman outside the window sighed, "why bother, even if you are with the light, you don't have to be humble." ”

Shen Xuerou silently shed tears, but she didn't even have the strength to regret it: "It's ...... come to this"

"The matter has come to this, the little lady thinks that everything is over?" The smile of the woman outside the window was cold and coercive, "Little lady, why has the concubine never married a woman, but her virtues are not the same as those of the women we guard." And the hatred of the concubine is even more endless, and after turning into a demon, she knows that the world is endless, and women are free. The little lady is afraid that she knows that the concubine is one of the eighteen kings of Kyushu, and she is in the shade of Tsubaki. ”

Shen Xue Rou looked at the woman's face outside the window in amazement, and then sighed and said, "...... Is my sister the world-famous Mrs. Zhi? ”

Zhi Chunyin laughed indifferently at herself, and then asked, "The concubine's original form 'Gu Won Bird' is also known to everyone, right?"

Of course, this Shen clan knows: "Gu gets a bird that can collect people's souls, and today people are a milk mother bird, a ghost car bird, and the mother dies and turns it into it." The concubine is not a young son, why does my sister treat me kindly?"

But it seems that Uetsubaki has never told the world about the past, and no one knows who her husband is, and why she is resentful and turned into a big demon. She didn't comfort her, but continued: "Who is the concubine treated, why do you need a reason? The concubine's body can control the soul, so naturally it can also keep your soul." It's just a lady of the Shen family, if you don't want to survive, the ghosts and gods will not be able to save you. ”

Shen Xuerou lowered her head and was silent, and only took a deep breath for a long time: "Concubine...... Why don't you want to see my husband again?"

"Goodbye to your husband, you must not be in this dying posture. Zhi Chunyin walked to the camellia tree, leaned over and picked up the camellia, "Die silently, who will pity except the flower watchers." Little lady, even if you do it, you must do this camellia tree, and every year this red flower blooms like blood, revealing it, so that you can teach your husband to know your anger. Fame and fortune are chasing for himself and for his family, but he is also your husband. ”

"Mochizuki ......" Shen Xuerou called in a low voice, and shed tears again, "After three years of marriage, the concubine has endured her nature and adhered to women's morals...... And don't you know that since I was a child, I have flown in the wilderness, frolicked in the snow, and liked to chase birds and beasts the most? In order to enter your house, I forced myself to be virtuous and supple, and I concealed my true face, but I still did not like my grandmother...... In this way, we will give up this marriage, and you and I can return to the way we were when we first met, and we don't have to be in the same way to love each other. ”

"That's fine," said Zhi Chunyin, who flew into the house, stretched out her hand to help her up, and then put the freshly picked black camellia in her hair, "Little lady, you should let your grandmother know what you are like." ”

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It was night, heavy snow in Tanzhou, the next day in the streets and alleys of the city spread secret news, the big family You family was attacked by the wind and snow, only to hear the ghost car bird flying and circling the house in the snow night, very terrifying. In the early morning, You Shizi went out and returned, and when he opened the door, he saw that the snow in the court was knee-high, and the whole house was silent, and the whole house was frozen to death in the ice and snow. The house is white, only the overlapping red camellia snow blooms brightly, like fire and blood, as if the years are blooming, the broken heart is bursting out, and it is arbitrarily blooming under the dim and depressive snow.