Tanhualu

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, another heavy snow covered the capital of Dazhou.

The Chinese New Year is less than three days away, and everyone's faces are beaming.No matter how heavy the snow is, no matter how cold the weather is, it can't hide the joy from my heart.

Because it is the New Year's Eve, many shops on the street have finished their "tail teeth", closed their stores, and prepared to welcome the New Year.

In these years, there was no war in the Great Zhou Dynasty, most of the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, the people in the capital were richer than other places, and the business of various shops was also quite good. The owners and shopkeepers of each family were also generous, and they made tail teeth for the managers and others. The buddy gave out red envelopes, and everyone was happy, saying goodbye to each other and going home to celebrate the New Year.

Yishuntang also had its final teeth on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, and shopkeeper Lu specially sealed a big red envelope for Yang Jin, which was worth five taels of silver.

Yang Jin knew that Shopkeeper Lu valued him very much, and maybe he would take him as an apprentice after returning after the new year.

However, at this moment, nothing could make her happy.

As the sky gradually darkened, people who bought New Year's goods in the market during the day gradually returned home.The streets are getting colder and colder.

Except for a dozen large restaurants in the whole city, they are still doing business as usual, and the ordinary small restaurants on the roadside are temporarily closed because of the Chinese New Year. The shopkeeper of "Jufuhui" is in the local area, with the front shop and the backyard, and it is boring to be idle on weekdays, so he is open as usual.It's just that the master spoon master and the waiter went home to celebrate the New Year, so they were replaced by the shopkeeper's wife, uncle and daughter.

It was dinner time, and the store was not as crowded as usual. There were only three or four sparsely seated customers among the dozen or so tables.

On the table in the farthest corner, there was a plate of stir-fried vegetables, two jugs of wine, one empty and one full, and a person holding a bowl of wine and pouring it into his mouth.

Yang Jin has been here for more than ten days, except for working in the medical clinic during the day, she spends almost all the rest of the time here.

Many days have passed, and the scene of the conversation with my mother-in-law that day is still vivid in front of my eyes.Those conversations that were enough to subvert her are still lingering in her mind.

During the day, she refrained from thinking about it, and forced herself to get busy, for fear that she would do something wrong because of a trance, and let shopkeeper Lu's trust in her be disappointed.However, when the store was closed and work was closed, when she was left alone, her heart was bitten by those things one by one, she could not die, but she could not live well either.

Only when she was dizzy and dizzy in her mind, would she temporarily forget those memories of pain and humiliation.

In the face of the coming New Year, everyone was beaming, but she was the only one who had forgotten about the New Year. She was so confused that she didn't even want to think about what she should do next.

"Brother..." In a trance, Yang Jin heard a young woman's voice ringing in his ears.

But she didn't want to talk to anyone, her eyes were still fixed on the wine bowl in her hand.

The man was ignored by her, embarrassed for a moment, and unwilling to say: "You drink so much wine every day like this, you will get sick from drinking... I will ask my uncle to cook two more dishes for you to fill your stomach!"

The one who spoke was the shopkeeper's daughter.

Yang Jin was born very handsome, but at the moment he looks slumped, and he still hangs around here every day, only focusing on drinking.The little girl couldn't stand it anymore.

sick?

Yang Jin was in a daze, all his attention was on this word.

She would rather die of illness, and never have to worry about it again, and never have to be tortured by those pains.

Better be sick... she thought vaguely.

Even if you die of illness, you don't need any doctor to see it!What kind of rejuvenation, what medical ethics, what benevolence, everything is a lie!

save people?

Harmful people are real!

She thought of what Grandma Yao once taught her to be a good doctor with a heart and to save people from suffering, and felt it was a great irony——

fraud!

She is full of benevolence and morality, but what she does is to poison and harm people!

If it wasn't for her... Mother, how could she... and how could she be restrained by that Yuwen...

It turned out that he was not only an illegitimate child, but also a mother who was raped.The product after the pollution!

Fortunately, she still wanted to find her biological father. It turned out that his biological father was such a miserable person!

Yuwen Kejian... Hehe!What a Yuwen family!High above the royal family!They're all nasty little people!

"Hey! I said you..."

The shopkeeper's daughter saw that Yang Jin was pouring wine in spite of her life, so she couldn't bear to look down on her, so she went to pull her arm.Unexpectedly, Yang Jin suddenly threw her away——

"Don't touch me!" Yang Jin snapped.

The girl was thrown almost to the ground by her, and her eyes turned red with grievance.

When the other customers in the store heard the noise, they all turned their eyes.

"What's the matter?" The shopkeeper ran over from behind the cabinet, helped his daughter up, and looked at Yang Jin with a frown.

"Father! He is so unreasonable! I have good intentions..." The girl complained with red eyes.

The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand to her quietly, telling her not to be as knowledgeable as a "dead drunk".

Yang Jin was already struggling to get up, groping, finally took out a piece of broken silver, threw it on the table, then stumbled and left without saying a word.

The shopkeeper glanced at the silver on the table, raised his eyebrows, and hummed, "He is generous!"

In the twilight, Yang Jin staggered along the street alone.

At this time, there were not many people on the street, even those who passed by occasionally, seeing that she was a "drunkard", they all avoided from a distance, for fear of bumping into her and causing trouble.

Yang Jin's footsteps were frivolous, and her mind was in chaos. Many people, many things, and all kinds of past events were forcibly pulled out of her memories and stuffed into her mind desperately, making her feel suffocated.

She was almost out of breath.

A person who has been respected since childhood, regarded as a savior and a teacher, when the truth is revealed bloody, it turns out to be like this——

Moreover, the man was able to look directly at him indifferently, and he was able to say these words: "Jin'er, if you want to kill me, do it. I have no complaints."

Who gave her the power!When she wanted to poison and harm others, she would harm others. She wanted to let herself kill her indifferently, so she threw the burden of sin on herself!

Why should she!

Yang Jin has never been willing to kill, let alone harm others.Even if she knew that the other person, the person she was ashamed to call "mother-in-law" again, was her mother-killing enemy and the source of her mother's humiliation, she still couldn't kill her in one fell swoop.

Although, she once vowed so resolutely to "revenge her mother"!

Who would have thought that fate would play tricks on people like this?

Unknowingly, her footsteps led her to a familiar place.

Yang Jin stopped, shaking his body that was about to lose his balance, and looked up at the large open space in front of him.

Half a month ago, this place was still a ruin after fire.Now, several large piles of logs have been piled up on the open space, covered with a thick layer of snow. It is obvious that someone is ready to build a high pavilion here for business after the Chinese New Year.

So, 15 years later, or how many years later, will it take a few more lives?Suffer all the humiliation, and then innocently die in vain!

Yang Jin sneered, the sadness in his heart was like a tidal wave, one wave after another.

She looked up sadly, looking at the snowflakes falling down without knowing when.This snow, just like this world, is cruel and ruthless, and it is trying to cover up the large groups of crimes so that no one can see it again. Can you find out?

Yang Jin felt powerless all over his body, his legs went limp, and he lay down straight on the snow with a bang.

She opened her beautiful but muddy and confused eyes, staring blankly at the snowflakes falling from an unknown height and distance, letting them hit her body, dyed her hair white, and covered her body.

Maybe it was a quarter of an hour, maybe two quarters of an hour, or even longer, she closed her eyes.

Xue Flake has no consciousness, and will only cover her face flawlessly.In the end, only the nostrils were spared because of the heat of breathing.

Yang Jin felt that it was very cold under her body, which was the temperature of ice and snow; however, her heart couldn't get cold no matter what.

Hatred, humiliation, and all kinds of helplessness filled her heart, and the smoke rose, turning into a raging flame that filled the sky. The extent was probably no less than that of the fire in Cuiyin Pavilion that day.

Yang Jin was not feeling well, she gritted her teeth, and was in a stalemate with her steaming flames.She didn't dare to move, and she didn't want to move, she was afraid that such strong emotions would make her lose control.

She didn't want to hurt passers-by who passed by occasionally and looked at her "drunk" curiously.

Yang Jin pretended that he was dead, and held his breath.However, her dantian was hot, and her inner breath quickly circulated in her body, and also filled her whole body with the alcohol from the wine that had been poured into her stomach before.

If it was said that her staggering steps were a little bit sad before, then at this moment, the chaos in her mind was mostly due to the smell of alcohol.

Yang Jin didn't feel cold, she just felt dizzy, she knew that she was really drunk this time.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the snow has been falling continuously, and it has a tendency to fall more and more.

She closed her eyes and looked back inside, her mind was muddled, but her five senses became strangely sharper——

"Squeak-"

"Squeak-"

It was the sound of boots on snow.

Another boring passerby!Yang Jin thought.

Let them see!Anyway, her birth was a mistake, is she still afraid of being laughed at by others now?Yang Jin thought wildly.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the boots stepping on the snow became clearer and closer, until it stopped beside her.

Yang Jinxiao thought about the way the man looked him up and down, maybe the man was cursing in his heart at the moment, "Where is the dead man! New Year's Eve, bad luck!".

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curled up in self-mocking.

thump—

Yang Jin's mind is numb, but it doesn't mean she is unconscious, she suddenly felt a pain in her buttocks.

Someone was kicking her ass, and the strength proved that she was still a martial artist.

Yang Jin frowned, too lazy to pay attention.

Immediately afterwards, another kick hit her ass.

"Get up!" the person who kicked her shouted, his voice was majestic and irrefutable.

Seeing that Yang Jin still didn't respond, the man kicked again.

"Promise!" The man said coldly, "The Yuwen family is not as disappointing as you!"

Yang Jin still didn't respond, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The man frowned.

"Your Majesty!" A man in black approached.

If Yang Jin saw the figure of this man, he might be shocked. This man was the man who pinched the gray-clothed man who was following her to death with his "powerful diamond finger" that day, and then led her to chase him to the imperial tomb.

Yu Wentang glared displeasedly at Yang Jin, who was lying on the ground like a dead pig, turned to the man, and said in a low voice, "Don't say anything about this matter!"

As she said that, she worriedly asked: "Especially, don't let Peilin know!"

The man heard the words, hurriedly said: "I obey the order!"

Yu Wentang glanced around, saw that it was empty and no passerby passed by, Fang said slowly: "Have you arrived yet?"

"Yes, we are already on our way." The man replied respectfully.

Soon, there was the sound of "da da da" horseshoes coming from far to near, and a carriage came rumblingly, crushing the snow dust all over the ground.

Yu Wentang calmly watched the carriage approach and stopped two feet away from her.

The curtain of the carriage was raised, and a woman in a white fox fur cloak stepped down the stairs.

When the woman got out of the car, the first thing she saw was Yang Jin who was lying motionless on the ground, startled, and hurried over.

She suddenly became aware of Yu Wentang's existence, stopped her steps abruptly, met Yu Wentang's playful gaze, and bowed slowly.

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