In the days that followed, life was better than death.

His father, Wang Tong, killed Li Ji, the general of the Jiaodong Army, and was later killed by Li Ji's younger brother Li Xiao. Her two brothers, who were mediocre in martial arts, also died soon on the battlefield.

She has no support, and the reckless man who got her does not cherish her, and beats and scolds her at every turn. She had a hard time, full of trepidation.

But Zhao Xiyan is getting more and more beautiful. Zhou Sui's favor for Zhao Xiyan surpassed all women. Come to think of it, even if Zhou Sui gets tired of Zhao Xiyan one day, he will not reward his subordinates.

She was full of resentment and bitterness, and she unconsciously resented Zhao Xiyan. When they met occasionally, she would always sneer at her.

Zhao Xiyan almost never paid attention to her. The more this happened, the angrier she became.

They are all women who have entered the bandit camp, who is more noble than whom?

Why did she suffer like this, but Zhao Xiyan easily won Zhou Sui's favor?

She didn't dare to hate Zhou Sui, and that resentment was tilted towards Zhao Xiyan.

Relying on this hatred, she survived for half a year. Every time she had a banquet in the army, she sat in the corner, looking at Zhao Xiyan who was held in Zhou Suiqiang's arms, and there was a bit of cruel happiness in her heart.

Later, she was rejected by the reckless man and thrown into the red tent. The Red Tent is the most unbearable place in the rebel army. Women enter the red tent, and it is rare to survive a year.

Zhao Suxin, the fifth girl of the Zhao family, died within half a year of entering the red tent.

When Zhao Xiyan came to collect Zhao Suxin's body, tears fell like rain.

She looked uncomfortable in her heart, but her mouth was mean: "Isn't General Zhou the most fond of you? It turns out that it was nothing more than that. Knowing that Zhao Suxin is your cousin, you still let people abuse her like this. It can be seen that in the eyes of General Zhou, you are also a plaything."

Zhao Xiyan cried for a long time before she looked up at her: "You're right, you and I are actually the same. The difference is that you have forgotten shame and hatred in order to survive. I haven't forgotten."

"Wang Wei, I will never forget. All my relatives died at the hands of Zhou Sui. The boy I loved with all my heart also died under the arrows. Someday, I will avenge them. Even if I have to pay everything for this, even if I go to eighteen layers of hell after death, I will not hesitate to do it."

She gasped and looked at Zhao Xiyan, who had cold eyes, in a daze, "You, how dare you say this in front of me? Aren't you afraid that I'm going to tell General Zhou?"

Zhao Xiyan's expression was faint: "Wang Wei, you and I are both pitiful people, why bother to be cheap to each other. Let's not say that you can't see Zhou Sui at all now, but you have seen it and told him all these words. Will he believe you or me?"

She was speechless and self-conscious.

Zhao Xiyan didn't speak again, turned around and left. The slender back stood straight in the cold wind.

It took three years. She was in hell, miserable, and wanted to die every day. After surviving the night and ushering in the bright morning light, she was extremely glad that she had lived one more day.

She hated Zhao Xiyan so much that it didn't make sense. But without the support of this hatred, how could she survive the long and painful days?

Eventually, she fell ill and closed her eyes on a cold night.

At the moment of her last breath, she was still unwilling.

She really didn't want to die, even if it was like an ant, she wanted to live.

If there is an afterlife, she wants to be a clean and innocent girl, marry a young man who likes her and she also loves her, and live a loving life.

"Sister Wei, why are you crying?" An anxious and familiar voice rang in my ears.

Wang Wei opened her eyes blankly, her face full of tears.

The candle flame jumped, and the handsome man's face in front of him was overflowing with concern and tenderness: "Are you having a nightmare? Suddenly he began to weep. Look at your tears." Li Xiao said as he reached out to wipe her tears.

He has been practicing martial arts all year round, and he is used to holding weapons, and his fingertips are a little rough. Her cheeks were quickly reddened. A slight tingling pain made her wake up quickly.

Oh, yes! It's nothing but a nightmare.

Her father did join the bandits, but Zhou Sui was stopped outside the city gate and was later killed. Beihai County was not breached, and everyone was safe

。 She recognized her father-in-law and married Li Xiao as his wife in a dignified manner.

She buried her head in her husband's arms and whispered, "I had a terrible nightmare just now."

Li Xiao asked, "What kind of dream did you have?"

Wang Wei opened her mouth and couldn't spit out a word. Li Xiao was a little strange, and looked down at her with a smile: "I just opened my eyes, did you forget?"

Wang Wei nodded with difficulty.

Li Xiao smiled, seeing her pitiful appearance before her tears dried, he couldn't bear to ask again. He took her into his arms, patted her gently on the back, and coaxed her like a child: "Forget and forget." Nightmares forget the best. It's not dawn yet, so you can sleep a little longer."

Li Xiao's embrace was very warm. She snuggled into his arms and fell asleep in a daze.

This time, the nightmare was gone, and she slept peacefully until dawn. As a result, I slept too soundly, and when I opened my eyes, I was already three poles in the morning.

Wang Wei hurriedly stayed and dressed, and said angrily, "Lilac, why didn't you tell me to get up earlier? I woke up at this hour, where can I say hello to my mother-in-law."

Wang Wei came to the capital with Li Xiao, and the personal maid Lilac naturally followed. Da Lang and Erlang have now changed their surnames to Zhao, and they are taken by Mama Tao in Beihai County. Wait for a year and a half, and then bring it to the capital.

Lilac smiled, "Miss, don't worry! This is what my uncle ordered. The uncle said that the young lady had a nightmare last night, so she slept a little more in the morning, so that the slave maid would not disturb the young lady's rest. Madame's side, my uncle went and told me personally."

Then he laughed in a low voice, "Uncle really hurts Miss!"

Wang Weiqiao's face flew two red clouds, and a pair of eyes were as bright as the morning sun.

Last night's nightmare is long gone.

It is easy to ask for priceless treasures, and it is rare to have a lover. Having a husband like Li Xiao is a blessing that she has cultivated for several lifetimes.

A month later, Wang Wei entered the palace to say goodbye.

Zhao Xiyan's smiling face came into view.

Wang Wei was in a trance for a moment.

The nightmare of that night jumped into my heart. The pale and wooden-like beautiful girl in the dream seems to coincide with the elegant and graceful figure of the queen in front of her, but they are clearly different.

Wang Wei felt as if she had been cut off.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Xiyan keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Wang Wei moved her mouth, not knowing whether to say it, let alone what to say.

Zhao Xiyan raised his eyebrows, turned his head and ordered, and the palace people all retreated out of the village, leaving only the hosta.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhao Xiyan asked softly, "Don't hide it, tell me, I'll support you."

Wang Wei's nose suddenly soured, and tears suddenly burst out of her eyes: "Niangniang, I dare not say it."

Zhao Xiyan smiled and took a handkerchief to Wang Wei: "Wiping my tears, don't worry, just say, I don't blame you for anything."