I turned the cold palace into a paradise

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu, don't look at me, don't look at me..." Xiaoru, lying in the debris, broke down and cried, like an incomplete rag doll. She tried to cover her naked body, twisting her body hard, and the fragments of the jar also cut her body...

With a loud bang, it was as if a nuclear bomb was dropped into Yunyue's head, shocking her so much that she could hardly breathe.

Trembling, he walked over quickly, took off his outer smock, wrapped Xiaoru up, and held her in his arms.

"Please, just let me give these to Goddess Zhaozi and ask her to pass on the message. Then we'll leave, okay?" A man said as he rushed over with a bamboo tube in his hand.

"No!" Si Yin kicked the man away with gnashing teeth. She couldn't understand why these people wouldn't let Xiaoru go even after all this. Did they have no heart?

The man fell to the ground, and the bamboo tube in his hand fell to the ground.

Many poisonous insects and scorpions crawled out from inside, fled in all directions, and disappeared into the night.

The rationality in her mind was disconnected, and Yun Yue's anger reached its peak. She wanted to tear apart everything around her, and said coldly: "If you come forward, I will kill you all."

Upon hearing this, Si Yin drew out the sword in her hand. Everyone didn't believe that a woman like her could deal with so many people. Some threw stones, while others rushed forward with sticks and shouted.

Yunyue turned her back and held Xiaoru tightly in her arms, blocking the rain of stones.

Si Yin stabbed a sword into the heart of the person who rushed over first.

The steps that were about to move forward collectively stopped.

"Killing! Killing!"

"Boss!!! You killed my boss!" The woman rushed up like a madman to avenge her man. Si Yin struck with another sword, and the woman fell at his feet.

Si Yin drew out his sword, pointed the blood-dripping sword at everyone and said coldly, "Who else wants to come up and die?"

"Devils!! You are devils! You robbed the Empress Zhaozi and killed Jiang Hai's family!!"

"Devil? You dare to say we are devils? I think you are more hateful than ghosts!"

"Goddess of Childbearing? Ha, if there really were gods, you would all be childless!"

Yunyue looked at these crazy crowds and felt a surge of sadness.

"Lingyao! Have you written the indenture contract?"

"It's written."

"Si Yin, take the silver back."

Jiang Laoda and his wife were standing by and were already stunned. When they heard that the money was going to be taken back, they were not willing to do it. They bravely shouted, "How can you do this? The indenture has been signed and the person is yours. Why do you want to take back the money?"

"Because we are bandits! I want the people, I want the money, and even if you keep asking for my life, I want your life too!"

Si Yin put the bloody sword on Boss Jiang's neck. The bloody smell on the sword made Boss Jiang shut up.

After all, he felt that life was more important than money, so Boss Jiang endured the pain and took out the silver.

Si Yin took the silver, still not satisfied, and chopped off one of the man's arms. Oh, beast, let me give you a taste of the pain of having your arm cut off.

As soon as Boss Jiang cried out in pain, his wife covered his mouth and pulled him away without caring about his arm on the ground. They knew that Si Yin really wanted to kill them.

When the others saw Si Yin being so brutal, they turned around and ran away, shouting that they would report to the police.

Yun Yue ignored their departure, although she wanted to kill these ignorant and hateful people. However, she couldn't kill them all. There were too many ignorant and stupid people.

Even in later times when education has become universal, there is still a preference for boys over girls. There are still people who believe that eating certain foods will give birth to sons, and there are still people who believe that not being able to give birth to sons is the woman's problem.

Ignorance makes people powerless.

Stupidity is evil.

The villagers left. Da Ru was still watching her sister in Yun Yue's arms, crying.

Xiaoru in her arms had stopped crying. She had fallen asleep due to being too weak. Yunyue gently handed her over to Daru. Daru hugged her sister and whispered Xiaoru's story...

"Xiao Ru is eight years old this year, and the day after tomorrow is her eighth birthday."

"My parents always wanted a son. They tried many remedies but ended up giving birth to a sister."

"My sister was cute and clever when she was little, but my parents didn't like her..."

"Later, they heard from somewhere that if they made their sister... and put her in a jar, and asked her to convey their wish to have a son to the gods, their wish would come true."

"So when my sister was three years old, my parents tricked her into having her limbs chopped off... Later, my parents gave birth to my younger brother."

"When the villagers found out, they all came to worship my sister, saying that she was the goddess of fertility, but my sister didn't want to talk, so they caught insects and put them in a jar to bite her... The louder my sister screamed, the happier they were..."

"Stop talking." Yun Yue spoke with a hoarse voice. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe. As a mother, she didn't dare to think about how cruel this was. Not all parents can be called parents.

Lingyao covered her mouth and cried. Siyin tightly grasped the sword in his hand.

Yunyue asked Daru to take Xiaoru to sleep in the carriage. The three of them sat on the ground in silence.

They didn’t know what to say, and a deep feeling of powerlessness swept over them.

Yunyue knew that there were many cases like Xiaoru, and there were also many people like the villagers.

What can she do to change all this?

Or, can she change all this?

Yunyue looked at the birthmark on her wrist.

She didn't know, but she wanted to give it a try.

The morning sun was like a touch of rouge, gently sweeping across the earth, painting a layer of bright color for the new day. It also added a touch of color to Xiaoru's face.

Xiaoru opened her eyes. She hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time. There was no cold jar, no insect bites. Her whole body was warm...

"Xiaoru, are you awake?" Yunyue spoke softly.

"Well, thank you, sister." Xiaoru looked into Yunyue's eyes, her eyebrows curved, and spoke sweetly. It was as if she had never been hurt.

Yun Yue felt sad and asked softly, "Huh? How do you know I'm your sister's?"

"I just know it." During the days she was in the jar, she saw the most people, all kinds of people. She could see desire and evil in their eyes...

"Xiaoru, are you willing to go to the mountain village with me? No one will hurt you there. My sister has a son, are you willing to be his sister?" Yunyue seduced Xiaoru without caring about seniority.

She didn't know what to do. Last night, she also asked Bodhizi Yuanbao and looked through everything in the system, but she didn't find the kind of miraculous medicine that could regenerate a person's broken limbs. But since she saved Xiaoru, she wanted to keep her.

Xiao Ru did not answer, but said enviously: "It must be very happy to be a sister's child."

Yun Yue held back the tears in her eyes and said with a smile: "I don't know either. Do you want to try it?"

Xiao Ru looked at Yunyue with admiration, shook her head gently, and whispered, "Sister, can you do me a favor..."

……

Outside the carriage, Da Ru covered her mouth while listening to the conversation inside, tears streaming down her face...