Wei An still remembers how her mother died.
When Yuzhang city was destroyed, she first pushed her siblings down the city wall, and then jumped off the city wall herself.
It was trampled into mud by thousands of troops.
It hurts a lot.
It must hurt a lot.
Her eyes slowly filled with mist, and tears overflowed from her eyes drop by drop.
"Why are you crying again?"
A pretty girl of four or five years old climbed onto her bed lightly, waved her soft and tender hands to wipe her tears, and sighed in an old-fashioned way: "Don't do that.
Cry, your tears are almost as big as the water of the Ganges."
Wei An's red eyes became even redder, his pale and bloodless lips trembled, and he looked at the child in front of him with a confused expression.
There seemed to be no little girl of this age in the Marquis of Jing'an's residence.
Even if there was, she shouldn't have appeared in her room.
She swallowed the sobs in her throat and looked at the little baby in front of her eagerly: "Who are you?"
When she saw the child, she thought of her own child again.
It was her flesh and blood, a piece of flesh that fell from her body.
She had nothing but her child.
As soon as I thought about this, I quickly leaned forward and called out to Grandma Li.
She was the steward of the yard.
She should be there at this time.
But she still didn't get a response.
She thought of the absurd and bizarre dream before, and was a little scared.
She didn't care that the child didn't answer her question, so she straightened up with difficulty and wanted to get out of bed.
"Don't go."
The little girl grabbed her clothes and looked up at her, her eyes full of fear and intolerance.
The little girl's eyes were surprisingly bright, as if all the stars in the sky had fallen into her eyes.
Wei An was stunned, bent down and touched the little girl's face, and softened his voice: "No, I want to see my child." " But before she even took a step, the little girl had already ran over to block her: "Don't go, I won't look good when I die, I will scare you."
Wei An's steps froze, and a very familiar yet ethereal image flashed in his mind.
A little baby covered in bruises with its eyes closed tightly and lips bruised was soaked in the bathtub, lifeless.
Her hair stood on end, and she felt goosebumps all over her body.
She took two steps back and held her head in fear.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
The little girl came over and hugged her waist: "I have become more beautiful now, don't be afraid."
Her voice was filled with tears: "Mother, please give me a hug, you have never hugged me before."
The hair on Wei'an's body stood up as he finally remembered.
Wherever there was any child, her child was already dead.
He was drowned in the bathtub right after he was born.
The little girl buried her face in her waist and hugged her tightly: "Mom, don't marry dad in the next life.
He is a bad person and he threw me into the water."
Her voice trembled badly: "I'm so cold.
"It hurts so much" Wei Anping remembered.
This was the ninth year that she had been married to Peng Caichen.
After giving birth to her child, she was weak and weak, and suffered severe losses.
She did not see her child for more than two days after giving birth.
She was so anxious that she could not lie down and stumbled away, covering her head.
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But she didn't see the child.
She only saw Peng Caichen and Peng Lingwei through the crack in the window.
The brother and sister stood with their backs to the window and facing the bathtub.
Their expressions could not be seen clearly, but their tone of voice was cold and biting.
"It's better not to live.
If she lives, what will happen to the princess after she is born?"
Peng Lingwei said: "The princess has already said that her daughter will be the eldest daughter.
Before she was born, the Holy Emperor gave her the title of county lord."
The bathtub was full of water, and the baby's eyes were closed and his lips were blue.
The appearance was so shocking that Wei An was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound.
"No big thing can happen if you are kindhearted and soft-hearted."
Peng Lingwei sighed and grabbed Peng Caichen's hand that was about to reach out: "We have done so many things before, Wei Jie is dead, Mrs.
Wei is dead, and the blood of her family on your hands is all It can form a river.
Why are you doing this now?
Kill this one.
If you kill her again, you are afraid that no one will give you another life."
Wei An's eyes wandered, and he vaguely heard Peng Lingwei still chattering: "What's more, now her sworn brother who slipped through the net is taking the lead in raising the flag of rebellion, saying that he wants to clear the names of the four members of the Wei family and avenge the Wei family.
The Holy One is afraid that he will vomit blood in anger.
Don’t be confused.”
Her clothes were tugged and staggered.
She lowered her head numbly to look at the little girl who was looking up.
She heard her say: "Mom, don't be afraid.
Grandpa and grandma take good care of me.
I don't care at all."
It hurts.
I still have my uncles playing with me, so I’ll take you with me.”
Wei An was so excited that he finally woke up from his dream.
There are no more pink curtains and triangle incense burners carved with red sandalwood animals in the room.
All that can be seen is a tattered Eight Immortals table, which is so empty that it makes people feel panicked.
She remembered that this was the thirteenth year she had been married to Peng Caichen.
She was not dead.
She wanted to see how Peng Caichen died.
His hands were stained with the blood of her family.
The informant said that her father was plotting a rebellion, so that Wei Yangqing, who was clearly desperately resisting King Linjiang, was labeled a rebel.
Wei Jie, who was desperately trying to kill the enemy, died in the Ganges River.
He was killed by an explosion.
His body was covered in blood and flesh, but his body was not intact.
All the details of the petition and rebuttal were lost.
Wei Yangqing defended Yuzhang City and withstood the siege of King Linjiang, but died in the hands of the court he was dedicated to protecting.
When King Linjiang's troops approached the city, Wei Yangqing went into battle in person and died on Poyang Lake.
Her mother led her young brother and sister to jump down from the city wall.
She was the only one who lived in Peng Caichen's lies from beginning to end.
She was extremely stupid and survived with peace of mind.
She watched Peng Caichen climb up the Qingyun Ladder step by step, becoming the Prince Consort, the Prince Consort, and receiving actual duties.
Then she changed from the main room to the side room, and then from the side room to the concubine.
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She gritted her teeth and survived, immersed in nightmare after nightmare every day, living in a daze but cruelly sober.
But soon, she started counting the days.
She wanted everyone in this princess mansion to be buried with the Wei family and her relatives.
Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, after the Mid-Autumn Festival it is the New Year The letters she wrote with Peng Caichen's seal should have reached the hands of her adopted brother.
If he deliberately exposed these letters, the suspicious Emperor Chenghua would not allow the Peng family to live anymore.
She waited to see how they died.
In a daze, she seemed to hear the sound of howling ghosts and wolves coming from the front yard.
It seemed that this kind of panicked crying had been ringing in her house since her brother's death.
It was desperate and sad.
Now, it's finally the Peng family's turn.
She laughed, slowly closed her eyes, and saw the little girl waving towards her again.
"Mother, come quickly
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