My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 1047
It was cold and windy.

There was heavy snow all over the sky, covering the whole town.

The cold breath silenced everything.

In a dilapidated thatched hut, the old man who had been suffering from illness for many years finally took his last breath.

"We must work hard...to survive..."

The old man's voice was hoarse, and he left the last sentence.

Standing in front of the bed was a petite and weak figure, with silent tears on his cheeks.

"Well, grandpa..."

Her childish voice rang out in a low voice in the dark hut.

In those dark eyes, apart from grief, there was also firmness.

After the old man was buried.

A woman took her away and said kindly: "Chan'er, my aunt has found you a good family. After you go, be obedient, do your job well, and don't worry about food and clothing."

The woman took her home, washed her well, put on new clothes for her, and praised her: "My Chan'er is so beautiful, she is already a beauty at such a young age."

The woman led her into a large house.

The people in the house came to her, as if they were picking goods, carefully looked at and inspected her for a long time, and their faces showed satisfaction.

"No, at least two taels of silver. My Chan'er is really good, and she is pretty..."

"Too thin, I don't know if I can support him... My son needs to be happy, and this little girl has a sad face at first glance..."

The two were bargaining next to each other, loudly.

After a while.

The woman she called her aunt bid farewell to her with a smile on her face while holding the broken silver: "Chan'er, you must be obedient at the master's house, aunt loves you."

After speaking, he stuffed the broken silver into his close-fitting pocket, and left happily.

"Let's go."

The woman in gold and silver dragged her into the inner courtyard.

She didn't know until that day that she had been sold for one tael or seven renminbi and became the happy girl of this family's son who had been bedridden for many years.

But the next day, when she was dressed up and ready to be sent to the man's room, the man suddenly died of illness.

When the master was sad and sad, he called her a bastard and a little bitch. After beating and scolding her, he made her do the most humble work, but she only had half a steamed bun a day, and she couldn't even drink an extra bowl of well water.

After being beaten and scolded for five days, she ran away.

She fled back to her aunt's house with scars all over her body and a staggering step.

The aunt hugged her and wept bitterly, saying that she would take her to sue the police, but brought her back to that terrible house again.

"Chan'er, you are already a person here, you have to listen to the master's words carefully, and you can't run around anymore."

Aunt left.

She was hung up and beaten for three days and three nights. After she passed out, the owner thought she was dead and threw her into an abandoned well in the backyard.

After soaking in the cold well for a long time, she finally woke up.

It's cold here, but it's quiet, free from those horrible insults and vicious faces.

She was floating in the icy well water, thinking that it would be fine to just sleep here.

But in a haze, she heard her grandfather's voice: "Chan'er, work hard...to survive..."

When she opened her eyes, she seemed to see her grandfather and the stars all over the sky.

The night sky is beautiful and there is a moon.

She stared blankly for a long time, then grabbed the raised stones on the edge and began to climb up with difficulty.

When she finally crawled out of the well with blood on her hands, the woman who beat her suddenly appeared, looked at her in surprise and said, "Huh, you're not dead yet?"

The woman grabbed her by the hair, pushed her into the well again, and said viciously: "Little bitch, life is still hard!"

With bloody fingers, she desperately clasped the stone on the edge of the well, and was in a stalemate with the woman.

The woman was panting tiredly, and when she was annoyed, she suddenly picked up a stone from the side and smashed it viciously on her finger.

However, she still didn't let go.

"Little bitch, let me go!"

The woman gritted her teeth again, rode on her body, and snapped her fingers fiercely.

At this moment, she didn't know where the sudden strength came from, she stood up and pushed the woman on her body with all her strength.

The woman leaned back, screamed, and fell headlong into the well behind.

The terrified screams gradually faded away in the dark and cold well, and soon disappeared.

She sat on the ground panting.

Although exhausted, he didn't dare to stay any longer, got up immediately, and sneaked out through the back door.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the wind was biting cold.

She didn't know where to go.

But she knew that she had to leave here, this nightmarish town.

Step by step, move forward with difficulty.

Finally out of the city, she came to a dilapidated temple and passed out on the thick snow.

When she woke up, it was evening.

Dragging her cold and heavy weak body, she climbed into the temple with difficulty, hid behind the Buddha statue, and finally escaped the biting wind and snow outside.

His stiff body gradually regained some warmth.

She lay there, staring blankly at the dusty beam above her head, her heart was as cold as the snowstorm outside.

Darkness envelops, and hunger strikes.

She crawled to the door and ate the snow on the ground bit by bit.

But the hunger did not subside, but became more and more intense.

She crawled back behind the Buddha statue and lay there, motionless, as if awaiting death.

The blood on his body attracted rats in the temple.

A few mice watched carefully in the corner for a long time before they crawled towards her step by step.

When a mouse crawled to her wound and was about to bite, she suddenly grabbed it and placed it in front of her.

The mouse "squeaked" and struggled in horror, with sharp teeth, desperately biting her little hand full of wounds.

But she still held it tightly and looked at it blankly.

"Chan'er, work hard...to survive..."

Grandpa's voice rang in her ears again.

She bit the mouse...

Outside, the north wind was howling, and the windows in the temple were blowing cold wind.

She curled up behind the Buddha statue and fell asleep with her mouth full of blood.

Stayed in the temple for three days.

The heavy snow outside, like goose feathers, is still drifting down one after another.

That night, two beggars came into the temple. When they found her, they beat her severely and drove her out.

"Little thing, this is our territory!"

"Who told you to catch mice here? Everything here is ours!"

The two beggars spoke viciously.

She left the temple, stepped on the thick snow, and continued to walk away from the town.

She came to a remote village.

Here, she helped an old man wash and cook, fetch water and firewood, and finally ate a bowl of hot porridge.

The next day, she was driven out of the village by the old man's relatives.

She walked on, aimlessly.

The heavy snow stopped and the spring rain came.

The spring rain is gone, and there is a scorching sun and terrible thunder again.

She curled up in the thunder, trembling, like a poor kitten, hiding helplessly in the dark and cold.

She walked through mountains and rivers.

I have picked up food in alleys, picked wild fruits in the wilderness, been beaten by people, and chased by wild beasts.

She tried very hard to find a warm place to live.

She is diligent, endures hardships, never complains that she is tired, and has never been lazy, but her taciturnity and stubbornness make everyone unable to tolerate her.

She continued to wander, through spring and summer, and through autumn and winter.

Spend the night in caves and wander the wilderness.

When she thought her world would always be icy and terrifying with snowstorms and thunder, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

That night, she was chased by a hungry wolf.

The leg has been bitten, and the blood has bloomed bright flowers on the snow.

As she ran, her legs suddenly sank into the deep snow and she could no longer move.

When the hungry wolf bared its fangs and approached her step by step, at that moment, she was surprisingly calm.

She was tired, tired, tired.

It's good to sleep like this.

She didn't struggle any more, and didn't make any sound, just watched it quietly.

The cold wind blew her tangled hair, revealing a young and immature, calm and resolute face.

come on.

She said so in her heart.

The wild wolf let out a low growl, jumped up, and rushed towards her.

But in the next second, the wild wolf fell headlong to the ground, and the blood on the neck instantly stained the snow-white ground red.

She raised her head and looked forward.

In the heavy snow, a snow-white figure slowly walked out of the forest ahead.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that there are really gods in this world.

Otherwise, why is the person in front of me so beautiful, so clean, spotless, more beautiful than the fairy in the painting?
She stared at her blankly, as if dreaming.

She didn't wake up until the snow around her body melted and the snow-white figure turned to leave.

She followed, followed behind her, staring at her obsessively, without saying a word.

The other party also didn't say a word.

The two of them walked slowly one after the other in the icy wind and snow and the dark mountain forest.

The voice of the wild wolf came, and the roar of the black bear seemed to be in the nearby forest.

But strangely, no beast came out again.

She silently followed behind her, walked out of the forest, out of the wilderness, and stopped on a hillside.

At this time, the snow-white figure, Fang turned his head and looked at her, but still did not speak.

At this moment, she knew that she might have to leave.

She trembled suddenly, and stammered: "I...I think, follow, you..."

The snow-white figure looked at her quietly.

After a while, the two flew into the sky together and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Sure enough, it's a fairy..."

Standing on the flying sword, she thought to herself.

Since that day, she has been following her.

She taught her swordsmanship, gave her a warm house, delicious food, and nice clothes, but she seldom talked to her.

Of course, she didn't want to talk either.

She felt that this should be the life of a fairy.

She worked hard to practice the sword, only hoping to help her.

Because every time she went out for a while, when she came back, she was covered in scars.

She wished she could help her get hurt, help her bear the pain.

year after year.

Her swordsmanship seemed to have improved, but she still couldn't help her.

That day, she brought back another girl.

The girl was wearing a pink dress, holding pink flowers in her hand, so beautiful, so cute, and so lively, and she had a nice voice, and she could sing nice songs...

Of course, he also likes to tease her.

The three lived together.

Spring is over and winter is here again.

That day, when she came back with injuries all over her body, she finally took the initiative to talk to her: "I'm leaving, how about you?"

She said without hesitation: "I want...follow, you."

The cute girl named Bai Ling immediately said, "I want to be together too."

So that day, the three of them left there, came to a place called Dayan, and lived in a mansion.

The owner of the mansion cried when he saw her come back.

Only that day did she realize that she actually had a family.

The family members arranged a marriage for her, and the other party seemed to be an ordinary person.

It is said that it is a concubine whose mother died of illness.

She didn't refuse, and silently agreed to the marriage.

But that night, she was obviously in a bad mood, and sat in the garden behind all night.

"I can finally help her."

The thin girl felt a little happy at this moment.

But thinking of that strange man, she was very scared.

Bai Ling took her to the place where the man lived secretly, waited for a long time in that alley, and finally saw him.

That day, it was snowing and windy.

She is afraid of that weather.

In the alley, a pair of little beggars hugged each other tightly with their bare, swollen feet, shivering in a corner, avoiding the biting cold north wind.

At that moment, she seemed to see her former self.

While she was in a daze, the wooden door next to her suddenly opened with a creak.

A young man in a shabby Confucian robe came out.

Holding two steaming steamed buns in his hand, he handed them to the two little beggars, and then sat down on the snow-covered steps, talking to the two little beggars.

He looks so good-looking.

She secretly thought.

When Bai Ling whispered "Look, it's him", her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He sat there, talking in a low voice with the two little beggars.

After a while, he got up and entered the door, quickly took out two steamed buns and a pair of shoes, and handed them to the two little beggars.

A little maid appeared, pursed her lips and said, "Master, the servant's shoes..."

He rubbed the little girl's head and said: "What kind of shoes do you wear, the young master likes your feet without shoes."

The little maid's face was red.

She stood in the wind and snow in the distance, her little feet under her skirt moved unconsciously.

For several days, she secretly came over to observe him.

Until, the day Miss got married, he finally didn't come out again.

On that day, Grandma Sun taught her a long time in the wedding room.

The young lady looked out the window and didn't remember.

And she, blushing, remembered everything in her heart.

That night, the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

She put on her wedding gown, sat in the new room, her heart was pounding.

She was scared and wanted to run away.

But in the end, after he came in, she took the initiative to bully him.

She is not even afraid of wild animals, how could she be afraid of him?

He was really weak, he was not her opponent at all, and he was even afraid of her.

After that night, he was so stupid that he didn't even know who he was going to marry.

She always likes to frighten him with a sword and threaten him with her eyes, every time he is too frightened to make a sound.

I don't know from which day, she suddenly fell in love with him.

That night, under the bridge hole, when he held her in his arms and comforted her tenderly under the wind and rain, and thunder and lightning, she knew that she would never be able to leave him again.

She is finally loved.

She finally found her own warmth.

From a weak scholar, he gradually became a powerful warrior.

He bought her sweet candied haws.

It was the delicacy that she could only swallow while looking at it on the street. It was the first time she ate such delicious candied haws.

Really sweet.

He began to actively bully her, making her a little donkey, making her wear double ponytails...

Humph, he's turned into a little villain.

However, she is willing.

She is willing, she likes it, she wants him to bully her.

She longed for him to hold her forever, kiss her, and love her in those cold and dark nights, so that she would be in love and warmth, and never feel afraid again...

"Chanchan, do you love me?"

"Love……"

love forever.

She hoped that she could love him and be his little donkey all her life, the next life, forever and ever.

"I am a little donkey, and I will always let him ride..."

(End of this chapter)