The most secret scar in his heart was torn open by him bloodily, Feng Yin's eyes trembled violently, and his lips trembled, "Then what does she think of me?"

"A monster, a monster with half of her blood in her body!"

The heart seems to have been slashed severely, but he doesn't even have the strength to hurt.

Feng Yin leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, muttering, "Why, what's wrong with me?"

The Demon Lord's heart shuddered suddenly, and distant memories overflowed from the depths of his mind. It was as if when I was a child, I once asked the person, "Did I do something wrong?" The person just sighed, but did not answer.

I have done something wrong, but everything seems to be wrong. Because my existence is a mistake, and I am a mistake myself, I will not do anything right.

The Demon Lord looked at Jiutian from afar and clenched his fists, and his tone was unquestionable: "You are not wrong, there is nothing wrong, so you should not be tortured here." ”

Feng Yin was tired, as if his whole body had no strength, and his body involuntarily slid down and fell on the bed.

The Demon Lord looked at her and didn't say anything more after all.

A rooster crows in the distance. It's almost dawn.

The Demon Lord noticed that the night was much thinner outside, and it was time to leave.

He turned around and was about to leave, but a light voice came from behind him, "Why do you want to take me away?"

The Demon Lord stopped there, raised his head slightly to look at the Nine Heavens, and said, "Because, I understand your pain. ”

Feng Yin opened his eyes and looked at his back: "Wen Shuo told me that the word empathy is fake, and no one will really understand the feelings of another person. ”

The Demon Lord turned his face slightly, his eyes flickering: "That's because they haven't experienced the same thing. ”

"The same thing?"

There was a "squeak" sound in his ears that no door opened and closed, and when Feng Yin raised his eyes again, he was no longer there.

Feng Yin lay motionless, just staring ahead with his eyes open for a long time, but the sky never dawned.

The rooster's crow sounded again, and the wind groaned as if he had finally been awakened by the crow.

Her eyes were so sour, so tired, tears couldn't stop flowing from the corners of her eyes, Feng Yin quickly closed her eyes, she wanted to sleep, she suddenly had a delusion in her heart, maybe everything she experienced this night was just a long and sad dream. And now I just haven't woken up in this dream, and when I wake up from the dream, everything will still be the same, and everything will not change.

"Everything will be fine when you wake up from a dream. ”

She muttered, gently pressed the bead on her left wrist to her cheek, and let the tears flow from her face.

The rooster's crow came and went, and Feng Yin opened his eyes and looked out the window, and it was already dawn. The mother-in-law had already gotten up and was busy making a fire.

Everything in the room was still the same, but Feng Yin understood that everything was different from before, and there was no going back.

Feng Yin quietly dressed as usual, dressed quietly, sat quietly on the edge of the bed and opened the Diamond Sutra to read, everything was in order, as if nothing had changed.

Reciting the scriptures, Feng Yin suddenly remembered what her mother-in-law had said, she said that she had created too many sins, and recited the scriptures more, hoping that the Bodhisattva would bless her with not having to suffer too much in hell after she died.

Feng Yin looked up to look at her mother-in-law, and then looked at the statue of Guanyin enshrined in the Buddhist hall, her chest suddenly tightened, and the breath of boredom rose and surged, and she was about to burst through her chest.

Feng Yin suddenly became resentful, and the kind-eyed Guanyin looked hateful at this moment. Feng Yin gritted his teeth and looked at her, with infinite anger and pain in his heart.

Why have you forgotten me after all the sufferings of the world? Why have you watched me suffer deception and pain without paying attention? You have blessed my mother-in-law, but who should I ask to pay for the sins my mother-in-law has done to me?

The resentment in his heart could no longer be bearable, and Feng Yin slapped the "Diamond Sutra" on the table, and his fingers clenched tightly and tore off a page of the scripture.

The mother-in-law was startled by the sound of "bang", and immediately sealed the charcoal stove and walked quickly to the back room, wanting to see what was going on, but when she entered the room, she saw the wind chant with an angry face staring at the bodhisattva and the page of the sutra that was crumpled into pieces in the hand of the wind chant.

The mother-in-law didn't know what was going on, so she was stunned for a while.

At this time, Feng Yin turned his gaze to her, and his resentment and hatred did not end in the slightest.

The moment the eyes met, the mother-in-law was frightened by the excitement, that gaze, she had never seen on Feng Yin's face before.

After being stunned for a long time, the mother-in-law finally stabilized her mind, raised her feet and slowly walked to Feng Yin's side, gently took her hand and brushed away a few fragments of the page, looked at her face lovingly, and asked softly: "What's the matter, the face is so bad, but what nightmare are you doing at night?"

The moment the mother-in-law's hand touched herself, Feng Yin shook slightly, and tears gathered in the corners of her eyes. But no matter how much resentment she hasted, it disappeared in her caring words, and the hatred on Feng Yin's face melted away little by little, turning into pieces of sadness and grievances.

These hands, this man, are too gentle, with the warmth they have always longed for.

The question was in his heart, but Feng Yin was still captured by the warmth of the back of his hand, and he couldn't speak after all.

"I'll wake up from nightmares, but I can't. ”

"You'll wake up," the mother-in-law sat down with the wind and gently stroked her face, "I know you're bitter, but you'll get better." ”

"Okay," Windyin bowed her head, "will it?"

"Yes," the mother-in-law reached out and took out a pair of rusty tiger head shoes from the basket on the table, and held them up to Feng Yin with a smile, "Your brother is about to be born, he will accompany you, and you will not be alone anymore." ”

Feng Yin reached out and touched the lively tiger head, the expression on his face was both gentle and loving but also full of sadness, "He won't like me because of my eyes." Then he raised his eyes to his mother-in-law and said, "Mother won't let me see him, will she?"

The mother-in-law opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.

Feng Yin's face was gloomy again, "So nothing will change!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of tightness in his chest, and Feng Yin no longer wanted to face her mother-in-law's face. She stood up and walked out, wanting to leave the courtyard immediately to breathe, wherever she wanted.

"Wind groan," the mother-in-law's voice sounded behind her, revealing helplessness and sourness, "Your mother used to be bitter, so she never learned to love you. But now it's different, she has a child again, and when the child is born, she won't be bitter, and she will learn to love you. ”

Feng Yin heard her mother-in-law take a step forward, and opened her mouth with a pleading trembling: "She will learn, can you wait a little longer?"

The wind groaned and suppressed the anguish in his chest without answering, and hurried out of the yard with messy steps.

Walking on the remote path to the "Red Plum Courtyard", Feng Yin's heart suddenly panicked for no reason. Obviously, there was no one around, but she always felt that someone was following her, and the sound of footsteps was neat and light, like a group of people, but when she turned around, there was nothing.

Suddenly, a bright yellow flashed in front of his eyes, and his mother, who was dressed in a gorgeous palace dress, appeared in front of him. The wind groaned for a moment, and stood in place.

Feng Wenyue wore delicate makeup on her face, sitting high on the Luan seat in the distance, the expression on her face was gloomy and fierce, without a trace of her previous innocence and coquettishness.

The little wind chant was white and tender, trembling and smiling like a small ball, and trotted all the way to the mother's feet. As soon as her legs fell to the ground, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of her mother's palace dress, and said with a smile: "Mother, mother, Chun'er said that she has a younger brother, and I want a younger brother too, can you give me a younger brother? I will love him very much, and I will give him all the things my father gave me." ”

Feng Wenyue frowned, glared fiercely at the villain on the ground, stood up and pulled the corner of her skirt out of her hand, without looking at a little wind who stumbled and fell to the ground, turned around and left. As he walked, he yelled at the servants waiting behind Xiao Fengyin: "Take her away! If she dares to come to me in the future, I will kill you all!"

The maidservants were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and said, "Yes, the queen." ”

The leading palace maid said that she was going to hug the wind on the ground, but where was the wind yin, "mmmm

"Get out of here!" Feng Wenyue raised her leg and threw it fiercely, throwing Feng Yin to the ground.

Feng Yin's arm that fell to the ground hurt badly, and he was frightened by the sound again, and he looked up at his mother and cried with a "wow".

She took a step back in disgust, gritted her teeth at the crying wind on the ground, and said, "Don't call me mother, I feel disgusting! You go and tell Jiu Lieli that he will never let him have another child, never!"

Feng Wenyue's eyes turned scarlet, her body trembled and staggered back, and she was firmly supported by the maidservant. She closed her eyes and exhaled deeply, evened out her breath, turned to leave, and never looked at the crying wind on the ground again.

Suddenly, the inner eunuch's sharp "Your Majesty has arrived" resounded throughout the palace, and Jiu Lieli, who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, frowned and hurriedly walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, his eyes fell on Feng Yin, who was sitting on the ground sobbing sadly.

Wind groaned and held out her hands to him for a hug.

He was obviously panicked, he didn't care about the frame of the Son of Heaven, stretched out his arms and quickly ran to Feng Yin's side and squatted down, picked her up, and gently patted her back while whispering comforting: "Don't cry, don't cry, Daddy is here, Daddy hug, be good, don't cry." ”