Throwing down the bear child of the Flower God[Comprehensive]

Lingbi was falling into a deep sleep.

In the dream, scenes from the past reappeared:

In a dilapidated hut in the majestic palace covered by ice and snow, a pair of young brother and sister curled up in a corner, still wearing summer clothes.

The thin woman hugged the two children tightly, and bitter tears dripped on their dry and peeling cheeks and arms. The woman suppressed the tears and told the children: "Mother can't come often, mother is useless...you must remember, sir Speak up and never leave this room!"

The boy had a high fever, and three or five eunuchs and maids were huddled together to collect copper plates. The old eunuch, whose face was as sallow as a disaster victim, stretched out his big hand like a bone, touched the girl's head, and comforted the girl softly: "Abi is not afraid." , take care of brother obediently, we will have money to buy medicine soon. Concubine Wan Gui didn't find you this time, and everyone in the palace helped to hide it!"

The maid with chilblains was feeding the child porridge. There were few grains of rice in the bowl. The maid wiped her tears and said to the eunuch who was scratching the bottom of the pot behind her: "What to do, we can't afford them. The children grow bigger and bigger, there is always something to hide." Don't live with Concubine Wan Gui for a day, shall we just watch them wait to die..." After speaking, she cried out.

Behind him, the old eunuch with a sallow complexion slowly clenched his hands into fists.

The old eunuch who still looked like a disaster victim suddenly knelt in front of the emperor who was lamenting that he had no children, looked straight at the emperor who had the power of life and death, and pushed the two children forward, as if he had no fear, "the emperor , you have children. I know that I will definitely die if I say this, but as long as I can justify the name of the prince and princess, it doesn't matter if I die!"

In the Anle Hall, a thick needle suddenly pierced through her little hand and plunged into the ground. The girl's face was distorted, and she almost died.The luxuriously dressed eunuch in power lifted the girl's chin with his feet, and looked at her maliciously.

"Your Highness, the woman who gave birth to you is dead. Although the crown prince is protected by the queen mother, he may not live long. This time, the imperial concubine asked the emperor to keep you by her side, and ordered the slaves to teach you well... ...Your Highness, be good, take off your clothes and let us touch them, and the servants will give you food, how about it?"

The rest of them all laughed after listening.

The palace maid with her hands tied behind her back screamed angrily: "Bastard—she's only four years old! Only four years old!" The next moment, the court lady was stabbed through the chest, and hot blood splashed into the girl's eyes.

In the secret room, the scrawny prince "thumped" and knelt down in front of the middle-aged man, "I know I'm in danger, and I can't protect my sister. Now I entrust her to Uncle Hua. If I die, I beg Uncle for the sake of the Ji family." Keep her safe forever!"

Countless fragments flashed through her mind, and the bone-piercing cold surrounded Lingbi. She seemed to have been haunted by a terrible dream, and there was only endless sadness in her heart.

brother, brother—

Lingbi opened her eyes suddenly, her limbs were contorted due to convulsions, causing her whole body to tremble.She wanted to get up and run away, but in the end she could only lie on the bedside panting like a sick dog.The feeling of vomiting became more and more intense, and she lay motionless on the same spot, carefully looking around with her big bloodshot eyes.

She didn't know where this was, since she left her brother, every time she woke up in a strange place.

Lingbi gritted her teeth and propped herself up with her scarred hands, trying to sit up and lean against the bedpost.

It was dusk, and the setting sun in spring was slanting, reflecting the figure of the woman outside on the door.

"Pearl, what is the origin of this one?"

"It's my cousin from my hometown, she got a sudden illness and sent her here for Doctor Song to see."

"Then why did you come here unexpectedly last night, and there was no scene."

"Stop gossiping! You are disrespectful to Miss Cousin, be careful and Mrs. Madam will throw you out for sale!"

"Yo, some people speak tough just because they have the backing of the Sixth Young Master."

The door opened with a "squeak", Pearl walked in with narrowed eyes, put the food box in her hand on the table, and then walked respectfully to the bedside to salute, her eyes were full of pity when she touched Lingbi.

The girl in front of her was only about seven or eight years old, her complexion was blue and gray, and she was so thin that only a few bones remained. Starting from her face, scars all over her body covered her appearance.

There were many ulcers on her body, her right hand seemed to have been seriously injured, and her palm and nails were completely deformed, resembling bat claws.Her hair was dry and rough, extremely black and extremely long, and her big, fierce eyes hardly blinked. Coupled with her protruding limbs and white shirt, she had no vitality of a living person.

Pearl had seen the appearance of this child last night, and seeing it again today, her heart was still filled with unstoppable sadness.What kind of torture can turn a young child into the person who is neither human nor ghost?

Pearl is not without doubts about Lingbi's identity, but as Mrs. Hua's dowry girl, this is not the first time she has come into contact with the secrets of the mansion.

The reason why the master and wife chose her this time is because she is brave, she has worked as a maid in the family, and she is the only girl among her confidantes who does not believe in ghosts and gods, and she is the only one who dares to serve such a sinister cousin.

At this moment, Lingbi was looking at Pearl vigilantly. Her small body was slightly arched, and her sharp nails sank into the bedpost, leaving five scratch marks.

"Miss Biao, don't be afraid, when you get here, no one will be able to hurt you." Pearl comforted softly.

Lingbi didn't believe it. Many people said this to her along the way, but she couldn't believe it. Only her brother could make her feel at ease.So she opened her mouth and tried to squeeze out a rough voice from her throat: "Yao, Ge, Ge..."

Lingbi can't speak yet, years of captivity have deprived her of the right to grow into a human being, and her voice has long been damaged by the brutal torture.

But Pearl understood.

"Looking for brother?" Pearl's expression became softer, "I can't do it now. You will live here in the future, and you can't talk about the past, otherwise you won't be able to see brother again."

Pearl's words were poured on Lingbi like a bucket of ice water. She didn't understand why she couldn't do it now, why she wanted to live here, why couldn't she mention it?Could it be... Brother doesn't want her anymore?

For a moment, the surroundings became quiet, and she could no longer hear any sound, only feeling chills.Her upper and lower teeth were chattering, she hugged herself tightly, her bat-like nails tore through her clothes, and left blood marks on her arms.

She thought, maybe her resistance caused trouble to her brother, and she was willing to go back to that hut. From then on, no matter how painful it was, she would never fight back. She was willing to endure it because she couldn't live without her brother. In this world, without a brother, who would be willing to hug her?

Lingbi suddenly coughed violently, and the fishy smell from his lungs filled the room.Her body seemed to be frozen, she was extremely cold, eagerly longing for someone to hug her and wrap her with her body.

Her eyes rested on the bare, exposed skin of the pearl. At this moment, she wanted to get close to it and feel the delicate warmth of the skin. She wanted to hear the sound of blood flowing under that layer of skin. She even wanted to bite the skin open and suck the hot water. The blood warms.

Lingbi stared straight at Pearl, her eyes were like a starving and dying traveler in the desert who suddenly saw an oasis.Pearl was stared tremblingly by her, but when she just wanted to get up, Lingbi threw her to the ground like a wild beast.

The child was only seven or eight years old, but her strength was astonishing, Pearl couldn't push her away.

Impatiently, Lingbi rubbed his cheek against her neck, and stretched out his stinky tongue to lick it back and forth.Not enough, she's still cold, very cold, she needs to rub more skin...

The cold little hands clumsily tore off the collar of the pearl, the tips of the teeth hit the collarbone heavily, and the sharp nails instantly cut off the strands of hair falling on the chest.

Zhenzhu was startled and frightened, for a moment she didn't care about the dignity of master and servant, and hit Lingbi's deformed right hand with her palm.Lingbi was in pain, she opened her mouth and bit on Zhuzhu's shoulder, this bite was so ruthless that she bit off the flesh, Zhuzhu screamed loudly, when she looked up and saw Lingbi eating the flesh and blood in her mouth, she was frightened even though she was always daring fainted.

The people outside the house hurried to the inner room when they heard the screams, and when they opened the door, they turned pale with fright at the scene in front of them.

The smell of blood in the room was strong, Pearl was lying on the bedside, his clothes were messy, and his shoulders were bloody and bloody. A monster that seemed human but not human was sucking from Pearl's neck, and the sound of blood entering his throat was terrifying.

No one would think that this is a child, a living person, with such a horrifying appearance, it clearly looks like a dead body that has just crawled out of the coffin!

Ling Bi slowly raised her head, turned her face to look at the crowd, blood seeped from between her teeth, and dripped onto her pale sleeves.

The author has something to say: I have always wanted to write an article about Huamanlou's fan. This gentle and strong seventh son is really difficult to write. I hope everyone can have a pleasant reading experience~

In fact, when Gu Long wrote the novel "Lu Xiaofeng", he positioned the dynasty in the Wanli period. The image of the young emperor in the book is a combination of Zhu Yijun and Zhu Changluo.Because I had a new background idea, I changed the background of the story to the late Chenghua period and the early Hongzhi period without authorization, and the young emperor was changed to Zhu Youtang, the most pitiful emperor of the Ming Dynasty (who made him meet the first in the universe) The favorite concubine, Aunt Wan).Criticism Party, please be merciful~

This chapter is relatively heavy, and the tone will be lighter and more interesting starting from the next chapter.