Fengyan Mingshui

The previous dust and resentment should be robbed, and the lonely and widowed stars will come according to their orders.

It was the first time the two met. Unfortunately, Mingshui was too young to remember or understand what Ling Hanyi said to her.

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Xiao Mingshui looked at the woman in front of her who was quietly cutting the cloth in the room, and the crisp sound of cloth cutting one by one, she suddenly remembered what her mother had said to her when she saw this woman for the first time.

"Her name is Ling Hanyi, and she is a very powerful woman. No one in this world can compare to her." When the mother said this, she hugged the little tea, and the corner of her mouth seemed to sigh inaudibly. tone.

"Then she doesn't like us?" Xiao Mingshui tilted her head and looked at her mother's dazed face, and said, her beautiful little face was wrinkled in aggrieved way.

"The only imperfection about her is that she is too thin and cold." The mother shook her head after saying that, with an inexplicable emotion flashing in her eyes.

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When she returned to this place for the second time, her mother stood in front of Ling Hanyi with low eyebrows and pushed Xiao Mingshui who was hiding behind her to Ling Hanyi.

"Miss, Hua Wen and I are going out to lie down, can I have my daughter stay here?"

At that time, Ling Hanyi was also picking high-quality fabrics like now, and carefully cutting them, with a quiet temperament like a boudoir in the last century.

"I refuse." The woman replied without raising her head, her tone was crisp and clear, without any delay.

"Miss!" The mother held back a little, her expression was very sad, her voice was choked with sobs, and Ming Shui instantly became disgusted with this woman.

"Yingmei, why bother." The woman put down her long scissors, raised her head and said softly to her mother, as if sighing.She brushed up her long, disheveled hair, and her bright eyes seemed to be like icy glaciers, filled with unmelted ice, and the frigid air rushed straight towards her mother.

"But!" The mother was so excited that her hands on Mingshui's shoulders were heavy, and she said in a sad and indignant tone, "Miss, I, I am not reconciled!"

"it is good,"

Hearing this sentence, the woman paused for a moment, and finally responded, but her tone was still as cold as ever.

"I agree with you, but I won't stop her whenever she wants to leave."

Mingshui seemed to have an illusion, and her mother's tense body relaxed after the woman finished speaking.

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Mother left, leaving only a word for Mingshui before she left.

"She won't let you suffer. You have to take good care of yourself. When the pear tree outside the house is full of white flowers, I will come back."

"She" refers to Ling Hanyi.

However, after staying with Ling Hanyi for a few days, Mingshui seriously doubted whether he had misheard his mother's words?When it was time to eat, Ling Hanyi only told her where the kitchen and ingredients were, and then she had to cook the meals by herself, and at night she had to boil the bath water by herself, and before that, she had to fetch water from the well at the entrance of the alley; Under the water to wash clothes...

When Ling Hanyi said these words to her, Mingshui's eyes widened. Apart from carrying water, she couldn't do other things at all!And shouldn't these tasks be done by servants? !

"Learn if you don't know how to do it." Ling Hanyi said with a frozen face, his skin was as white and moist as white jade.

Mingshui had never been wronged like this before, but as long as she thought of Ling Hanyi's eyes full of disdain, she gritted her teeth and wiped away her tears. After a few months, she got used to it in the following days.

Ling Hanyi would teach her something every day, sometimes he would teach her arithmetic, sometimes he would teach her how to read, and sometimes he would just throw a few books to her for her to read by herself.Occasionally, when she is in a good mood, she will be asked to eat food.Although Ling Hanyi has a bad temper, her cooking skills are top-notch, unlike her cooking, where one smells the aroma of the dishes and one is already full.Later, she often went to the back kitchen to watch Ling Hanyi cook, and learned it decently, and barely learned a third of the skill, even so, it was enough for her.

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The most indispensable thing for Ling Hanyi is books. From ancient times to the present, from bamboo slips to paper, all good books are available here. It is said that there are countless orphan books that have been lost here.

Except for tailoring, as long as she wants to learn, Ling Hanyi will patiently teach her.

Many years later, Mingshui understood why Ling Hanyi had taught her a lot, but never taught her how to cut clothes.

What's the point of tailoring clothes if no one wears them?

Three years have passed, and Xiao Mingshui is still waiting for the pear tree in the yard to bloom in a daze.

I thought that this kind of life would continue like this until my mother came back, until that day...

That day, Ling Hanyi went out, and he went there for three days. Ling Hanyi went out for seven days at most and three days at least.It's just that after going out every time, the daily necessary cooking ingredients are gone. Ling Hanyi once told her that all the money in the family is in the study, and she can take as much as she wants.

Speaking of the study room, it was locked with an iron lock at the beginning. That time Ling Hanyi also went out and left a lot of money for her, so she came up with the idea of ​​a study room, secretly pried open the window, and got in. Besides the book, the study room There is also a half-person-high portrait hanging in a conspicuous place in the middle, which depicts a lifelike woman.

She prides herself on being the number one lady in the upper class of city S. She has never seen any kind of socialite or courtesan, but Ling Hanyi is already the most beautiful woman she has ever seen, but the woman in the painting is even more beautiful than Ling Hanyi Three points!The beauty of Ling Han's clothes is an inviolable beauty that can kill people's desires, and the beauty of the women in the painting is so shocking that people forget to breathe, fearing that if they move, they will startle the fairy in the painting.

She was so fascinated that she didn't realize when Ling Hanyi came up behind her and grabbed her neck with his icy palm.

"What are you doing here?" Ling Hanyi's words seemed to be forced out from between his teeth, as if he wanted to kill her.

"Get out!"

Her body was shaking like a sieve, and she "rolled" out of the study in great fear.

Later, when she recalled this incident, Ling Hanyi might have really wanted to kill her that day!

Later, the lock of the door of the study room was unlocked, and people could come in and out at will, but the haunting painting was never seen again.

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"There's a big news in the newspaper, the boss of the largest black gang in the inland is suspected of being killed in Rush!" She went to the street to buy vegetables, and suddenly heard the newspaper seller on the street chatting with someone, and followed him as usual. Buy the latest newspaper in your hand.

When she got home, she started the stove, washed the dishes, took out the newspaper she bought, and read it carefully. In addition to all kinds of big and small news, there were also interesting novels serialized in the newspaper. Except for two or three words on the newspaper, she didn't understand. Yes, she basically recognized them all. When she read the last newspaper, she stared at the picture above, her head was as if it had exploded, and she was blank.

"The death of the female director, love and hatred?"

That's a picture of her mother!

She spent the whole day in a daze, and didn't know how to contact Ling Hanyi. Her mother said that Ling Hanyi was a very powerful person with extraordinary abilities. The family enshrined her as a god, but why didn't she save her mother!They were imprisoned for three years, and they admired them day by day. If the godmother didn't show mercy, how could there be any disciples? !

The mother must not be dead, maybe the newspaper made a mistake, Ling Hanyi shouldn't ignore it, she won't ignore the mother's death, Xiao Mingshui kept chanting silently.

However, she waited for two full days, but she didn't even see Ling Hanyi. After thinking about it, she gritted her teeth and ran into the study, emptied all the money cabinets in the study, folded another set of clothes, put the money and Put the clothes into a big cloth bag, carry the cloth bag and walk to the train station. According to the address written in the newspaper, she queued up to buy tickets. She lied to the ticket sales aunt and her parents went to buy food, and asked her to buy tickets alone, and the ticket sales aunt also Without saying anything, he enthusiastically changed three tickets for her, and she boarded the green train by herself.

There were many people on the train, Xiao Mingshui quickly grabbed a seat and sat down.The air in the car is not good, and there are people smoking, hookah, cigarettes, cigarettes, all kinds of smoke, the whole car is full of smog, and there are noisy conversations in the ears, business, farm work, greetings...all of them unimportant sounds.

Xiao Mingshui held the big cloth bag tightly, and kept silently chanting a place name in her heart, which was the destination of her trip.

For some reason, Ling Hanyi's appearance appeared in her mind—a look of superiority, with sarcasm in his eyes, just like the appearance of that person when he first saw her.

It was as if he had seen through everything about her.

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As soon as she got off the train, it was getting dark, so Xiao Mingshui went to the nearby police station. There was only one policeman in the police station. She took out the newspaper that she had been clutching in her arms for a long time.

"Uncle policeman, do you know this woman?" She pointed to her mother's photo and asked the policeman.

The policeman glanced at the photo, waved his hand and said, "I don't know."

"Oh." Xiao Mingshui left the police station disappointed.

"Hey, where did you see that girl?" Xiao Pian policeman touched his chin, thought hard, his eyes suddenly lit up, he took out a note from his pocket, and used the police station's telephone to follow the number on the note. Dial it.

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Just after leaving the police station, Xiao Mingshui's stomach was already unbearably hungry, and she protested loudly.Xiao Mingshui took out a piece of money from the cloth bag, and bought a fast food at a random restaurant to fill his stomach.

"Go and look over there. I heard from the message that Wu Yingmei's daughter should be nearby. You must find her! You go to the hotel, you go to the restaurant, you go with you, and I will go to the street with you." Next door A ferocious voice rang in my ear, as if the person in the conversation had a blood feud.

What they were talking about was Xiao Mingshui. Xiao Mingshui lowered her head to eat in fear, afraid that they would find her, so she grabbed the chopsticks in her hand and kept digging rice into her mouth. Fortunately, she was at a table crowded with a few migrant workers. Together, the group didn't pay attention to her.

Xiao Mingshui waited for them to leave for a long time before she dared to raise her head, paid the boss, and hid in the toilet for a while.The toilets in the hotel are particularly smelly. The guests hold their noses for convenience and don't bother to flush.There was only one faucet and one bucket. Xiao Mingshui filled the bucket with half of the water. He wanted to flush the toilet, but as soon as he got close to the pit, he was so smoked that he vomited out.

"bang bang bang"

At this moment, someone outside was slapping on the toilet door, and the inferior plastic door was vibrated, as if it was about to fall down at any moment.

"Come out quickly, do you hear me? Damn, can you hurry up!"

Xiao Mingshui covered her mouth and did not dare to make a sound. After waiting for a long time, the man became impatient and walked away cursing.Only when her tense nerves were completely relaxed did she realize that the dirty water in her mouth had overflowed from between her fingers.

The author has something to say: Compared with Ling Fenghuang, Xiao Mingshui is the real princess.

I'm about to graduate, and I'm a little bit... regretful, I don't have time to write, and I'm afraid I won't be able to write well.