"Shiying, come here, come to my mother. "The gentle voice is probably the only thing worth remembering in this cold home, right?

With the voice, a woman appeared in front of her, dressed in a simple plain white brocade robe, a light yellow belt tied around her waist, and a white open gauze coat, elegant and pure, with a slightly complicated hairstyle on her long hair, and a little pink on her face, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Mother. The six-year-old boy trotted all the way to the woman, wrapped his arms around the woman's thin waist, and let his tears rub against the woman's slightly gardenia-scented shirt.

"Why are you crying again?" the woman took out her silk handkerchief and wiped the tears from the face of the little man in front of her.

"Mother..."The little boy shook the woman's sleeve aggrievedly, but he couldn't stop the tears in the corners of his eyes, "Take me away, okay? I don't want to live in this house anymore, they all bully me." ”

A trace of sadness appeared on the woman's face, looking at the little boy's eyes under the sword eyebrows dripping with tears of grievance, and finally couldn't help but sigh, "Shiying, I'm sorry, it's my mother who is not good and made you wronged." But where can we go without here?"

"Mother......

"Mother is just your father's concubine, and you are a concubine, it is inevitable to be wronged, bear with it for the time being, this is also a sheltered place. ”

The figure gradually blurred......

"Ahh

"Cry, cry, cry, you can't do this little thing of serving tea and pouring water, you still have the face to cry! What use do you have?!" the man above scolded loudly, looking at the wet child in front of him with disgust, "I haven't cleaned up yet!"

The little boy cleaned up the ground aggrievedly, and without paying attention, the porcelain piece cut his fingers, and a trace of blood flowed out.

"It's not good to ask for a point! What are you rubbing?!"

The little boy was startled, and another piece of porcelain was pierced in his hand, he simply stopped cleaning it up, and sat directly on the ground crying in a low voice, allowing the man to hold a stick and hit his body in an orderly manner, accepting the merciless reprimand, "You son of a!"

At this moment, a slightly stronger hand grasped the stick, and the eleven or twelve-year-old boy said angrily, "Dad! What are you doing?

"Shijie, get out of the way, for the sake of my father, I have to teach this son a good lesson today!"

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy is called Li Shijie, and sitting on the ground is his younger brother Li Shiying, and the man at the top is Li Muyang, the owner of Hongyuan Villa.

Li Shijie simply let go of his hand and protected Li Shiying, "Dad, I won't stop you if you want to teach my younger brother a lesson today, but the premise is that you beat me down first!"

"Evil obstacles! are all evil obstacles!" Li Muyang was so angry that he threw down his stick and threw his sleeves away.

......

Tears poured out, but they couldn't stop it, in the Dan room of the Hengshan faction, Xu Zining, who was guarding in front of the bed, kept wiping the tears that kept pouring out for Li Zifeng, looking at the person who was still unconscious, he couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect that the senior brother, who is so cold on weekdays, loves to cry so much when he is seriously ill, he really loves to cry!"

Mingsu lowered his eyes helplessly, poured out a Heart-Lung Condensing Pill and put it into Li Zifeng's mouth, poured another cup of water into it, and watched the pill swallow, Mingsu's heart was heavy, I don't know what painful past he dreamed of again.

The dream continues......

In the spacious and bright bedroom, the faint fragrance of sandalwood is filled, the fine sunlight spills in through the cracks in the window, with the ample charcoal fire, which is very warm, the exquisite mahogany tables and chairs, carved with intricate patterns, and the bookshelf stands idly in the corner of the wall.

"You fool, if you want to do it, you will do it, and if you beat you, you will be next to it, don't you know how to resist?!" Eleven-year-old Li Shijie cleaned Li Shiying's wounds, bandaged them with medicine, and felt distressed for this half-brother.

Li Shiying cried even more, "My mother told me to be obedient, only when I am obedient and make my father happy, will I have food to eat and stay in this house." ”

Li Shijie sighed deeply, after all, he was also a half-old child, and he couldn't say any words of comfort, he touched the hairy head of the child in front of him, "Come to me when you're hungry in the future, I have something delicious here." ”

At this time, Li Shiying's mother-in-law Liu Xiujuan walked in, "Shiying, are you naughty again?"

"Mother. ”

Liu Xiujuan bowed slightly, "Today is really the eldest son of Lao, the child is young and ignorant, if you do anything out of the ordinary, I hope you will bear more." ”

Li Shijie smiled politely, "Auntie is polite, Shiying is my younger brother, I should protect it." ”

......

Every birthday, it is the happiest time for Li Shiying, because only on his birthday, he will eat a hot meal, and there will be gifts from his mother in exchange for jewelry, as well as all kinds of sweet and delicious snacks and good-looking new clothes sent by his brother Li Shijie.

However, on the day of his seventh birthday, Li Shiying felt that something was not quite right with his mother, because he clearly saw Liu Xiujuan wearing a red wedding dress, although he was still young, he also understood that he was a concubine of a big family, and he could not wear red for life.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Xiujuan's eyes seemed to be a little red and swollen, but there was still a faint smile on her face, she squatted down and gently stroked Li Shiying's still immature little face, "Mother is fine, today is your birthday, mother is happy." ”

After all, the child is a child, very coaxing, but what he didn't expect was that the day of his seventh birthday was the beginning of his nightmare.

It was night, slightly cool, the moon on the horizon was as clear as a mirror, and the evening breeze was blowing slowly, picking up the broken hair on Liu Xiujuan's cheeks and fluttering.

"Mother. Li Shiying rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes, and saw her mother standing by the window in a daze, dressed in white, like a fairy.

Liu Xiujuan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, tucked the quilt corner for Li Shiying, and her face was full of reluctance, "Child, no matter what happens in the future, you have to listen to your brother and please him, you know?"

"Well, I know! With that, he fell into a deep sleep again.

If he knew that this was the last time he would talk to his mother, he would definitely give up sleeping and pester his mother.

Watching the child fall asleep deeply, Liu Xiujuan's tears dripped like beads with broken threads, and her voice was full of apology and reluctance, "Child, my mother can't live anymore, I can't watch you grow up, you must be good, you know?"

That night, Liu Xiujuan quietly walked out of the room, climbed to the highest point of Hongyuan Villa, and jumped down. The next day, when the waiter who was swept away found it, his body was cold, and a large amount of blood stained his white clothes, like a blooming red plum.

"Mother!" a wail resounded throughout the villa.

'Poof!' a mouthful of blood spurted out!

In the Dan room of the Hengshan faction, Xu Zining was startled when he watched Li Zifeng spurt out a mouthful of blood, hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at Ming Su helplessly, Ming Su hurriedly stepped forward to check his pulse, and frowned.

Ouyang Ze was anxious, "What's wrong with him? Hasn't he been very stable these days?"

"Don't be impatient, Zifeng is in a hurry. I'll go and smoke him with some soothing herbs and relieving pain. ”

"How can you be in a hurry?"

"I'm afraid, what kind of nightmare I had!"

The nightmare continues to haunt......

Since the death of his mother, Li Shiying, who has a low status, has had a more difficult life, although he is protected by Li Shijie, but there are times when he can't take care of him, and he can't find his brother for everything. He had to work every day, and if he couldn't finish it, not only could he not eat, but he would also be beaten.

Until one day, this painful life ended in another way.

That day, a mysterious guest came to Hongyuan Villa, dressed in a black cloak, as Li Muyang approached the secret room, Li Shiying, who had just finished his work, quietly followed, the voice of the two talking was very small, faintly, as if they heard something 'Demon Palace' 'Qing... Pavilion'. The door opened, and standing in front of him was Li Muyang with a gloomy face and a black cloak with a cold air.

"Dad, I didn't hear anything. With that, Li Shiying threw down the basin and ran.

The night was dark and the wind was high, the bleak moonlight was almost invisible, and the mountain road was unstable. And behind, Li Muyang and a henchman guard have already chased after him.

In early autumn, the night in the mountains was a little cold, and Li Shiying was very frightened, crying loudly, crying and shouting to his mother to save him. Li Muyang didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with him, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, and said angrily, "Evil barrier, what did you hear?!"

Li Shiying's cry trembled, and her immature little hands grabbed Li Muyang's hand helplessly, "Dad, please spare me! Please spare me! I didn't hear anything, I really didn't hear anything." ”

"Brother Muyang, the stakes are very high, there must not be the slightest mistake in this matter, make a decision as soon as possible!" the cold voice of the black cloak came.

Li Muyang naturally understood the meaning of the black cloak's words, he hesitated for a long time, even if he didn't wait to see him again, after all, he was also his son, but this momentary hesitation was finally replaced by the so-called interests, and slowly loosened Li Shiying's collar, Li Shiying took another half step back, seeing that Li Muyang was about to reach out and push him, Li Shiying forgot the environment he was in, and subconsciously retreated again, falling into the air, and fell down......

Hengshan Pai Danfang was still filled with a strong smell of medicine, Li Zifeng coughed violently, his throat was like a knife, Ouyang Ze took a cup of water and fed it in time, and it took a long time to recover. The comatose man did not show the slightest sign of waking up, his eyes were still tightly closed, his cheeks were not bloody, the only thing that was comforting was that Li Zifeng's pulse was very stable, and Ouyang Ze sat on the edge of the bed, crying bitterly.