Chapter 13 There is some hatred that can be born
At that time, my mother was someone else's wife. However, from the first moment his father saw her, he couldn't help falling in love with her. So, he robbed his mother at his mother's wedding banquet in front of many guests and relatives and friends.
He asked for her and didn't even tell her his name.
In the days of confinement, the only thing a mother can do is to torture herself, which will be the best punishment for her father. She is always hoping to escape from this dark cage and return to her beloved. There has always been a trace of hope in her heart. She will remember the lover who is anxiously waiting for her, who is still looking for it all over the city, even if it is heaven and earth.
She finally fainted. All her stubbornness is just to fight a smoke-free war with her father. Her weakness can't defeat her father's peerless magic skills. However, she can go on a hunger strike. As long as she can return to her relatives, even if it is death, even if it is no longer a complete body when she goes back, even if her heart will not beat again.
The doctor said that the wife's physique is too weak. If you want to keep the fetus, you must stew more supplements.
This is a bolt from the blue for my mother.
She hates the evil seed in her belly.
If she has this child, she will never go back in her life. In this life, she is destined to be with this hateful man and never be born.
She hates. I hate it.
So, she doesn't want this child.
My father has already withdrawn anything dangerous in the room. The number of maids in the room increased from the original ten to 20, and the masters in the garden surrounded one layer after another. Unless her mother becomes a butterfly, she will never fly out.
The midwife, the stable mother-in-law, the doctor, is always on standby.
In October, my mother gave birth to me.
The midwife said that as long as the wife sees the piece of meat falling from her body, she will always be distressed, and one day she will be willing to live here for her own flesh and blood.
The father smiled and gave the midwife ten taels of silver.
My mother didn't seem to be as noisy as before. She began to like to stare at the east window sill for a long time.
The father said that the direction was the mother's former mother's family.
No, that should be the only home that mother can never go back to. However, it was only the father, the domineering and powerless man who destroyed all this beautiful things.
Later, my mother didn't even look at the east window. She no longer combed her hair, dressed herself elegantly, and looked in the mirror.
She drove away all the maids in the room and quietly locked herself in the empty room. Once, my father also tried to enter the room. There is no light in the room at all. The thick veil covers all the light. Here, you can't feel the passage of time at all. There is no difference between day and night.
The father found his mother curled aside in the dark. However, his mother just grabbed his hand and took a heavy bite. My father finally left with a sigh. Filled with
No one knows what my mother is doing in it. No one cares what else such a crazy woman can do.
However, everyone is wrong.
The mother cursed with all her life. In those years, my mother did not like to practice martial arts, but she learned the most poisonous family-eating spell in the family. Take your relatives as a curse and your body as a curse.
Final took me out of the place she didn't want to go back to. However, she did not love me like a mother all over the world, because she took me away just to make my father more painful.
My body, my whole blood, is full of poison. Every day, I have to endure the pain of eating thousands of ants. Every day, I will become a five-year-old child again. Every day, this will be the best time for all fathers' enemies to kill me.
For them, I am an evil seed, a superfluous thing that cannot exist in this world.
This is what her mother wants to see, so when she was five years old, she left after completing the curse of her life.
I will always remember her relieved expression when she died. She finally let her hatred continue on the man she hated the most, but this will be a lifetime.
The doctor said that such a curse is too deep to cause heredity.
So, isn't today's vicissitudes ridiculous?
When I said these words, there was not much fluctuation. Perhaps those funerals have long become an indelible memory in the bottom of his heart.
Suddenly, I had a wonderful feeling about this man. I don't know, that's not pity.
However, I don't like the girl looking at her like this, I just don't like it.
However, it was not long after that I learned that the so-called boss of Jingxianju was not a woman, but a man named Cangji.
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The news of the silver cuckoo chasing its maids all over the garden spread like a meteor, and it naturally came to my ears.
That's how I saw such a scene with my own eyes.
The silver cuckoo held a thick dead wood branch and chased Yin Cui with a skirt.
In the flying flower elation, many people were surrounded all the way, and the silver cuckoo seemed to be distracted and chased carefully.
Yin Cui's body is injured, at least from the blood stains printed in her lotus skirt. As she ran, she begged, miss, please spare me. I don't dare to do it again next time.
The silver cuckoo sneered. It was originally a gorgeous and touching bun. At this time, it was already dilapidated, and a few messy hairs floated around his mouth. She did not respond to Yin Cui's plea.
Good little girl, if I don't mutilate you today, I won't call you a silver cuckoo!
When the silver cuckoo came fiercely, it still made people a little afraid. Otherwise, how could Yin Cui lie on the ground and dare not move at all?
The low choking sound revolved around the bamboo garden.
There were so many onlookers, but no one said a word. That's right. In a place like Jingxianju, unless you have a very high status, more is better than less.
A woman can always become two completely different people when she is splashing and when she is coking. One makes me feel uninhibited, and the other makes me disgusted.
The branch in the hand of the silver cuckoo hit Yin Cui several times. Every time, Yin Cui's body was shaking violently.
"She's just your maid, not your slave!"
In this way, the little girl rushed out of the crowd, protected Yin Cui, and also took the opportunity to push away the silver cuckoo.
The silver cuckoo landed on the ground, but the cry in her mouth should be much louder than the sound of her landing.
"Who do you think you are? She is my maid and my slave!" The silver cuckoo slowly got up, under the thick fragrance, with slender nails, and the pattern of the cuckoo bloomed between the nails.
The red fire took a few steps from the periphery of the crowd and pulled the girl's clothes a few times. The rule of Jingxianju is that every girl has the absolute power to control her maid.
The silver cuckoo is sorting out the green silk hanging on her chest. Naturally, she is as clear as red fire.
Yin Cui looked up and looked at the woman who was fighting for her. She reluctantly held up a smile and said, thank you for your kindness. You are wrong about the lady. The lady is very kind to me... just... just... just Yin Cui was disobedient and did something wrong.
The silver cuckoo is proud. She looks at the girl arrogantly. In this war, she is doomed to victory before she starts to make moves.
"Dead girl, do you still know what's wrong? I think you lost the invitation on purpose!" Before he finished speaking, the silver cuckoo beat angrily again.
"Isn't it just an invitation? I'll give you ten copies back. Don't type again."
Yin Cui shed huge tears and begged the little girl, "Girl, please stop talking. That's not an ordinary invitation. This invitation was originally written by the lady to Mr. Su Yun. But I lost it... It's my fault."
I thought that Yin Cui would be angry if she lost the invitation. It was just a joke, but I didn't expect it to be true.
"I lost the invitation!"
When the silver cuckoo saw me, his tone was much softer, and even with a little joy. Liu Tian, you are here...
I came naturally, and I've been here for a long time.
Ying Cui's face is wet, and her thin body seems to be thinner at this moment. What a stupid girl. Why do you have to bear all the mistakes on yourself? I lost the invitation. What's more, is the invitation so important? Few women would defend me so hard. I didn't expect that the first person to defend me so much was an inconspicuous little maid in Jingxianju.
Yin Cui shook her head desperately. Mr. Su Yun, don't blame the young lady, because you haven't known the truth yet. In the past few days, the young lady's usual swornmaid the young lady, saying that she did not believe that Mr. Su Yun was with the young lady. And that invitation is the only thing that can be proved, but...
"So you want to climb to a high position with Su Yunliutian!" The red fire smiled with a little sarcastic taste. She held the silk in her hand and floated in front of the silver cuckoo.
As we all know, the annual Flying Fairy Conference is imminent. For the silver cuckoo, which is only in the flying flower bar, it is always necessary to take over some customers, especially the man who can make her statement vibrating, but I didn't expect that the person she chose would be me. It is said that the popularity of a girl is also a criterion for the Flying Fairy Conference.
Naturally, everyone laughed. For those girls, without a silver cuckoo, they are less competitive.
The silver cuckoo was embarrassed after her elaborate plan was completely disturbed by an inadvertent scene.
She wanted to hit Yin Cui angrily, but this time, it was me who stopped in front of her. I grabbed her white arm without any look.
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It has been updated regularly in the past few days, because I went out to play modestly.
However, everyone's tickets still need to be brought.
Br, bring it, you reach out and I'll take the ticket. Uh-huh.
Finally, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
It seems that the sixteenth moon is relatively round.
Under the slogan: Give more modest tickets, and the happier the Mid-Autumn Festival will be. Narcissistic ING......
I suddenly found that the collection has not increased much. Dear children, collect it.
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