At first, when she was bullied, she would always run to her father to complain and pray for mercy, but when her father saw her, he either avoided her in disgust, or scolded her even worse.

Dad scolded her for being a cheap woman like her mother, and she would only pester him and annoy him. Dad scolded her for being a straw bag who would only get into trouble, and she didn't look like a lady at all, and she lost his face. Dad scolded her for being a cheap breed, and she shouldn't be born in this world.

After a long time, she didn't complain in front of her father. I was really bullied miserably, so I secretly cried on the small slope of the back mountain. There was a small mound there, which belonged to her mother. She would sit for most of the day. Although her mother is gone, the only thing that can accompany her in this world is this grave. Whenever she thought of a sad grievance, she would cry silently like this, then cry, and finally even cry with a shouting voice, venting the grievances and unwillingness in her heart.

It wasn't until later that she met Yunjin.

Well. After meeting Yunjin, she never cried again. Yunjin told her that she couldn't just hide when she was bullied, and she couldn't just cry, that was not the way to solve it. That's a stupid thing to do.

She was stunned and asked Yunjin what she should do.

Yun Jin smiled slightly, "Of course, it's to make yourself stronger." ”

Five years, right? Since Yun Jin appeared in her life for five years, she has never cried again.

An Miaomiao thought to herself, just let it go once, there will be no chance in the future. Regardless of whether the man holding her will have a slight soft-hearted heart for herself, she just wants to have this moment. Maybe many years later, looking back, she will feel that she once relied on this man warmly and enjoyed his tender warmth.

It's just self-deception, so what's the matter. An Miaomiao's willful and humble thought about it, and she still cried incessantly.

Outside the room, a light flickered, and a touch of brightness illuminated the window lattice. An old voice sounded, defensive and frightened, "What person, is it a human or a ghost?" An Miaomiao was so frightened by this voice that she shut up. Yiyun pursed his lips in annoyance and said loudly, "Uncle Zhuang, it's me." ”

"It's the prince! old man, quick. An old woman, with a joyful voice, was obviously frightened just now.

Uncle Zhuang heard Yiyun's voice coldly, and was about to open the door and come in, "The prince is here, the old slave is terrified...... obviously mixed with a lot of haste and accidents.

Yiyun was so busy that "Uncle Zhuang, go down, I'm going to rest." After a pause, he said, "You will come again tomorrow morning." Bring a clean change of clothes for the woman. ”

Uncle Zhuang, who was still a little puzzled, immediately understood what he was talking about, and was happy, "Yes, the old slave understands." He took his old wife and left happily.

In the distance, you can still hear the low whispers of the two old couples, "Old man, did the prince bring a girl?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, just know in your heart. ”

"Well, I'm not happy for my wife. ”

"Well, Ming'er asked someone to come here to repair and repair, this garden has been abandoned for too long......"

This trouble. It made An Miaomiao stop crying. Embarrassed, buried in Yiyun's arms, he didn't dare to look up. Yiyun gently lifted her chin and teased, "It's okay now, satisfied?"

He couldn't coax him just now. This girl is too abrasive, so she shouldn't take a tender offensive if she knew it. In vain trampled his emotions.

An Miaomiao was obviously also at a loss by her own crying. Yiyun chuckled, "Okay, lie down, get a good night's sleep, and I'll send you back tomorrow morning." ”

An Miaomiao sat quietly. There was no sound.

Yiyun got up, picked up the basin on the shelf next to the bed, went to the bucket next to the table, poured some water, brought it back, threw a handkerchief, wrung it out, and walked over, "But I forgot." Look at your crying face, how can you sleep without washing. He handed the handkerchief to An Miaomiao, "Wipe it." ”

An Miaomiao just looked at him quietly, her eyes were full of moisture, Yiyun was uncomfortable, and finally hugged her again, picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped it for her.

An Miaomiao obediently let him rub it. In the end, he sobbed again. Yiyun began to feel a little impatient, his good temper had been exhausted, even if he couldn't pretend, "Okay, don't cry, do you still want to recruit those two old couples?"

An Miaomiao was stunned and came back to her senses. This is not the mountains, and the man in front of her is no longer the brother Yiyun who used to be tender and sweet to her in the mountains, what was she crazy just now? Thinking that Yun Jin would definitely scold herself for being unproductive in the future, she almost shook herself with an ear scraper.

It's really embarrassing. An Miaomiao bit her lip, lowered her head, and didn't make a sound. He wiped his face with the handkerchief in his hand, and threw it on his hand again. Wrap yourself in the quilt and lie down.

Yiyun took out a pillow from the cabinet, "Change the pillow, the pillow just now can be wrung out of the water by your crying." ”

An Miaomiao's head was gently lifted by Yiyun, and she pulled out a pillow and changed it to a pillow.

Then Yiyun slipped into the quilt and hugged her as a matter of course, putting his head together.

An Miaomiao was startled, "You sleep here too?"

Yiyun chuckled, "I don't sleep here, where do I sleep?" ”

An Miaomiao carried emotions, "I want to be a princess with my relatives, you and I are in the same bed, what is it like." Although in her heart, she really hopes that at this moment, time can stand still and stand still forever.

She has never had Brother Yiyun, at this moment, even if it is fantasy or charity, she doesn't care, her heart trembles. She said the words that cut herself, but she humbly hoped that Brother Yiyun would not stay away because of her words.

Yiyun hugged her a little tighter, and his voice was warm and evil, "I won't do anything to you." Don't worry, I just want to hold you quietly like this. It suddenly occurred to me that An Miaomiao married into the Liang Kingdom, and maybe the old emperor would not be able to wait for the flower candles in the cave room to return to heaven. No one has verified whether she is innocent or not, so she will be dragged to the imperial mausoleum for burial.

When he thought of this, Yiyun suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart, this woman in his arms, still at the same age, was about to become a pawn in his plan, and died in such a heroic and humble way, and disappeared from then on.

Perhaps, he should be kind to her, she likes herself, he feels it. Fang Cai himself was too cruel to her. Yiyun felt a little apologetic. I thought about it for a long time, "I'm sorry. "It's overflowing.

I felt the person in my arms tremble. Suddenly turned around, the despair and affection in his eyes pierced him deeply, "Brother Yiyun,"

"Huh?" he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, this woman loved to cry so much. I was inexplicably irritable. (To be continued.) )