Jin Tingjiao

Chapter 542 Whose New Swallow Pecks Spring Mud (1)

In April, Yanliu Lane in Cangzhou.

The new dynasty has been established for three years, and the smoke in Cangzhou has long since cleared away, but the heroism of the founders of this dynasty is still being sung in the streets and alleys, as if the blood shed in the war is the dye on the brocade.

Wei Xi'er held her bag indifferently, walked through the long alley, and knocked on the door of a house facing the street: "I am the embroiderer from Funing Embroidery Village, and I am here to deliver clothes."

When she was away a few days ago, Fu Niang took an order, and someone brought a piece of brocade and asked them to make a robe.

Embroidery and tailoring are both done in the embroidery village, and they usually only accept some business from the neighbors. Usually, only rich and noble families can afford this brocade satin. No one has ever dared to let them make clothes with such a good quality material.

Now that the robe is ready, Fu Niang's legs and feet are not very good, so she sent it over.

Although the concierge had received the order a long time ago, his eyes fell on her face, and he still couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

He led her into the house, and stopped at the gate of the back garden: "My lady, please come inside."

Wei Xi'er nodded and walked in.

Just after turning the corner, there was a shadow in front of him. A man came out from behind the Moon Gate.

She suddenly felt a violent dizziness!

She closed her eyes.

The man came over: "Xi'er!"

Her face was pale, she immediately opened her eyes and lost her burden, turned around and walked out!

The man pulled her back and skillfully pressed her to his heart.

"Where are you going? I'll pick you up!" The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know where he had gone with his usual grace and carelessness.

Wei Xi'er was caught off guard and screamed, all limbs and body were struggling desperately!

The man didn't care about her punching and kicking, his throat rolled, he stretched out his arms to hold her tighter, and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"hold me!"

But soon his body froze, and his hands slowly loosened.

The still indifferent Wei Xi'er withdrew from his arms holding a small two-inch long dagger, the blade was dripping with blood.

She raised her hand and quickly put it on her neck: "Even if I can't kill you, I can commit suicide. Is His Highness King Yan interested in corpses?"

Her voice came through her teeth.

The man looked at her, his eyes were bloodshot even more, but his figure didn't move anymore.

Blood was soaking out from under the pierced robe on the back.

He touched it slowly and lightly, the ground was thick red.

Wei Xi'er put down her hands, stared at him with red eyes, continued to grab the new clothes in the bundle indifferently, wiped the bloody dagger clean, and then threw the robes at his feet without looking back. rushed out of the house.

……

It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly in April, but Wei Xi'er seemed to have just seen a ghost.

Standing on the street where people come and go, she can hear the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals.

From time to time, there are vendors shuttling around, and the old man who sells jelly noodles and sour plum soup with a load is yelling and greeting the acquainted neighbors.

The shops on both sides of the street are bustling.

The teahouses and restaurants are full of guests, and even the longevity utensil shop, which has not many visitors, is full of prosperity.

Naughty children whizzed past her holding branches, followed by their mother's annoyed scolding.

They turned around and stuck out their tongues, then ran towards the end of the alley singing loudly.

……

Everything is a living scene in the world, but it seems to be a life separated from her.

Through the front of her eyes, all she saw was the pair of unshakable hearts from three years ago, and all she heard was the phrase "They must die"!
She put her hands over her ears and closed her eyes.

Three years.

She thought she would never see him again in her life.

She rolled out of hell, thinking that she was already another person, and that "Xi'er" knocked her back from the world back to purgatory in an instant!

Wei Xi'er had already died in the other courtyard of Wei Mansion three years ago, on the night when all the dozen or so members of Wei's family were slaughtered by him, in front of his Yan Wang's decisive words!
What qualifications does he have to come to her?What qualifications do you have to call her by her name again!
He gained military power by stepping on the corpses of so many members of the Wei family, and became a vassal king who was feared by everyone. What face did he have to meet her?

How dare you touch her!
Did he come to show off his achievements to her?

Or is it to show his almost supreme status now, to prove to himself that his cruelty and tyranny are correct?
... to pick her up?In what name did he come to pick her up!

In the light of the April sun, she felt cold all over.

The chill rose from the bottom of her heart and spread to all four limbs, soaking her heart, lungs, liver and spleen, as if she had been placed in an ice cave.

But there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, and under the alternation of cold and heat, her whole body was trembling!
She squatted under the tree, closed her eyes and hugged herself tightly.

The aftereffects of the trauma on her head also began to attack, and a flood of pain swept towards her.

She gritted her teeth and took out her handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"What's the matter with you, lady?"

A childish voice beside him asked worriedly.

She raised her head, and a few boys who had whizzed by just now were surrounding her. They came back at some time and were looking at her nervously.

She shook her head, tried to stand up, stroked their little heads, smiled, and walked forward.

These little guys, like her Goro, are mischievous but kind-hearted.

But their kindness could not save her.

Wei Xi'er is still living in this world, and not dying in the catastrophe three years ago is a sin in itself.

All his relatives were dead, but she was still alive.

Her father, her three older brothers, two sister-in-laws, four nephews, five nieces, and several aunts in the house...

On that night three years ago, they all died at the knife edge of Xiao Fang's subordinates!

They all died at the hands of their son-in-law who unconditionally supported him to conquer the world, make him dominate the Quartet, and finally be able to share the world equally with Emperor Zhou!

My heart is empty, like an abyss without bottom.

No matter how strong the sun is, it can't shine through the gap.

The knife just went down, isn't it shallow?

The blood was almost down to the handle of the knife, and she even exerted all her strength!

But she didn't have the slightest bit of embarrassment.

If possible, she would like to pierce deeper and harder!
She wanted to see if his heart had already turned into ink!
She wanted to drag his body to his parents' grave to pay homage, but she was wrong!If she hadn't loved the wrong person, and hadn't been so stubborn in choosing a man who only had power and the world in her heart, they wouldn't have died!

At least he won't die in his hands after paying so much to a ruthless person!
The love that was once so deep can't be worth half of the depth of his hurting her.

And in the final analysis, no matter how deep the relationship is, in his opinion, it is far less important than power.

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Not cruel?
(End of this chapter)