Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 391
My name is Jiang Lier.

Have you... loved someone for 16 years?

From the beginning of conception to the jasper years.

If you become a Buddha, if you become a demon, it is all for him.

——Jiang Lier.

My name is obtained by my father, and it is taken from a poem "Jian lifts up the curtain to wipe away the sick eyes, watching mandarin ducks on the Liuli River." '

He said that colored glaze symbolizes a beautiful, positive, and upward attitude towards life, and mandarin ducks symbolize a love that will never change until death.

That was his best blessing to me, the only exile princess.

But as I grew up, I discovered it.

I'm not Liuli, and I'm not there in the pair of mandarin ducks playing in the river.

I'm Jiang Li'er, the Princess Changyi whose hands were stained with countless blood donations and ruined her family.

Since I was born, it seems that there have been two people living in my body.

One is her who was deeply attached to the field owner when she was born in the womb.

During the ten months of her long pregnancy, the concubine often caressed her belly and carried a man named "Master" with her. In words, he seemed to be a god in the sky. He saved the common people from the sea of ​​fire. He is so noble. And great.

She swore that she would find him after she was born and marry him when she grew up, no one could stop her.

If there is, it is dead.

The other is the one who loves to laugh and loves all good things.

Like peony flowers, like hibiscus palms, like the spices of sandalwood, like him who met that person in June and missed his whole life.

Yes, in this world, is there anything more beautiful than him?

Yes, both of them were her, and they both revolved around him.

Because they have the same goal of getting the owner and the same dream of marrying into the Gu family, they live in harmony and compete with each other, desperately consuming their own vitality, and the methods are completely different.

If you like someone, it turns out that you can't bear to share it with yourself.

She likes to hide behind him secretly, watching from a distance, even if she just takes a look at his back, she will feel satisfied, and never expects that he will turn around and look back.

Of course, it is impossible for him to turn around.

She often went in and out of Gu's mansion openly, tried her best to please the old lady, tried every means to subdue the maids in the mansion, and showed her status as the future mistress of Gu's mansion to her heart's content.

When facing her rival in love, she just smiled gently, even with a hint of pity and helplessness in her smile. It's unfortunate that there is another poor person like her in this world.

But she curled up her lips viciously, gave out a creepy smile, and used her power to secretly imprison all those who coveted him into the boundless hell, where she tortured them ruthlessly.

Cramps, peeling, severed fingers, ripped off scalp, and even made people crazy.

In this world, no one can have unreasonable thoughts about him, even if he takes a second look, she will go crazy if he thinks about it too much.

They lived together like this for 16 years.

Each other, live in peace.

In the middle of the night, I often blur my own appearance, hold up the mirror on the candlestick, and ask who I am.

No one told me.

In my heart, I wish I could be that gentle, sunny, smiling Jiang Lier.

The old lady told me that when Brother Qing was young, he had an unknown, heavy and obscure memory.

I think such a person should no longer like women with dark and cruel temperaments.

I long to bring him joy, to see him laugh.

As far as he could remember, he never seemed to smile.

But I also have to be grateful to the other woman, the ugly and ruthless Jiang Li'er, who brought me everything today.

Today, the old lady finally let go.

She decided to betroth me to the owner on her birthday.

I was so happy that I wore the most prosperous dress.

On the way here, my smiling face was stiff, and my makeup was all over when I cried.

Que'er coaxed me several times, saying I was worthless, I hugged her and asked, is it true?is this real?

Like a dream, this is like a dream.

Later, this dream really shattered.

From the first time I saw her, it was broken.

I don't know what kind of feeling that is, and I don't know why she looks so familiar.

All I know is that when she looked up, she won.

She has come to take back what belongs to her.

In front of her, I was like a skunk fleeing in a burrow in a panic, and all the bright clothes on my body were eclipsed.

Perhaps, we met in the previous life, and I owed her.

The arrogant Jiang Li'er who was hiding in the darkness was provoked, but I could feel her trembling.

She stretched out her feet to insult her, trying to see her humble, powerless side.

But brother Qing pulled her, hugged her, even kissed her, comforted her, helped her wash her hands, suffered trivial insults for her, and nailed her heart with thousands of times of pain.

She was stunned for a moment, unable to believe what she was seeing.

At the birthday banquet.

She was sitting next to him, watching them sticky, obsessed, biting their ears, talking love words, laughing and cursing wantonly, and loving, hating, hating and ignoring wildly.

He smiled so beautifully, so dazzlingly beautiful.

Her eyes were so red.

Tears fell.

She lost, lost completely.

Even while dancing, she was thinking, was that a dream just now?

She stretched out her water sleeves, trying to shatter that nightmare.

Behind the shattered dream were those eyes that she thought about day and night, containing cold anger and extreme disgust.

She thought it would be good to get his attention in this way, but when Ah Shen helped her out of the dance arena, the guard came over holding a sword.

The sharp sword pointed at her, pressing against her throbbing veins coldly.

He said the owner of the venue ordered her to be killed.

hehe~
She smiled suddenly, smiling brightly at the boundless dark night.

It turned out that what was broken was her dream that had been carefully planned and outlined for 15 years, and it was she who held the colorful and red sky with one hand.

Overnight, it was completely darkened and shattered.

Looking up again, there is only rainy and dark clouds.

She has never seen him laugh or get angry in her life, and today she has made up for all these years.

But that person is not her.

The one who is loved is not her.

She often asks herself why.

Why is it that some people have done so much, but they are no match for those who have not done anything.

Why after so many years, in his eyes, she is still a poor weed, a lowly ant.

Why can't 16 years of waiting be exchanged for a look back.

Why, why... Even so, she still loves him.

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People, do they really have past lives?Was she in debt to anyone?

If there is, she is willing to pay back.

She doesn't want to fall into the boundless hell.

I don't want to wake up from the dream, his eyes full of disgust and coldness are all reflected in my mind.

Like a thousand knives lingering, ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

(End of this chapter)