The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"I thought our family would live happily like this forever." Alusha's face was full of tears. She said in confusion and sadness:

"Sister, is my brother and I's existence a disgrace to the Mongolian people? Are we bastards? Is that why we deserve to be hurt?"

Qing Yin gently wiped away the tears on her face and carefully guided the ignorant girl: "Of course not, you and brother are just like what mother said, you are the treasures given to them by Changshengtian. Have you ever seen that father and mother have said that you are not good?"

"No!" The confusion in Alusha's eyes slowly faded away, and she became firm again.

"They were wrong. It was their greed that destroyed my family."

Qingyin looked at the angry little girl with relief. The little girl who had cleared away her confusion was emitting a shining light like a precious gem.

This time, Alusha told her nightmare-like experience without hesitation or fear: "The weather was good that day. Dad went to the hillside to pick mushrooms. Only my brother and I stayed in the house with my mother and my grandfather (Mu Kechen) to grind wheat. A group of blue-eyed men broke in. They spoke Mongolian. They saw my brother and me and called us "bastards" and "inferior species". My mother didn't understand much, but my grandfather and grandmother did, and they stood in front of my mother and us. My mother pulled my brother and me and ran towards the back door. It was the first and last time that my mother pulled us so tightly. In the woodshed in the back house, my brother and I realized that my mother and her family had dug a cellar. It was very dark inside, and my mother stuffed my brother and me in it."

"I have forgotten what mother said to us at that time. I only remember my brother's hand tightly covering my mouth. I smelled the strong smell of blood, the laughter of those men, and the sound of father coming back, his pain, and the increasingly unbridled laughter of those men."

"I don't know how long it was. It was pitch black outside and there was no sound. My brother finally came out carrying me."

"The one standing in front of the door curtain is my mother. She never dared to kill a chicken, but the knife stabbed in her stomach is in her own hand. There is also so much blood on my father, grandfather, and grandmother."

"My brother didn't cry. He carried me on his back, took some clothes and climbed up the hill in the backyard. There was a cave where my father had gone hunting. We hugged each other at night. I knew my brother couldn't cry anymore because I was the same. I wanted to cry but couldn't."

"Later, my brother followed my father's example and went hunting. Sometimes there was food, sometimes not. I also often went to look for wild vegetables, but there were too few. We were often hungry and ate little. I could feel that I was going to die. I lay on the ground and my brother cried. He went down the mountain and came back when I was half asleep. He was very happy and said that he had saved the noble man and I was saved, and told me to wait for him."

"I was so tired, I wanted to wait for him, but the bad guy came..."

"It hurt a lot, but after the pain I felt better, just like now. I saw my brother. He came back with a nobleman. He cried a lot. I wanted to comfort him and told him not to cry, but he couldn't see me. Later I followed my brother and found out that the nobleman was the fourteenth prince of the Qing Dynasty, with a noble status. I thought my brother saved him and he should have a good life, but my brother joined the army. He trained day and night. I saw him become indifferent and never smiled again. He fought desperately on the battlefield and finally died on the battlefield."

Alusha raised her tearful eyes and smiled, "Sister, I wish my brother could be happy and not work so hard. I have visited many places with my brother, and I know that there are good people and bad people, so I hope that there will be no more bad people in Tibet."

"Okay, as you wish." Qingyin looked at Alusha gently, and a contract appeared in front of Alusha.

Without hesitation, Alusha placed her mark and lay down in the river of time with understanding. Qingyin also followed her into the river of time.

The moment Qingyin opened his eyes, everything in front of him was pitch black, and behind him was a suppressed heavy breathing. Qingyin understood that the time point of the time river's transmission could not be chosen, and now should be the time when Alusha's family was killed.

Qingyin lowered his breath and accepted the transmission of memory. Sure enough, now was the time when Alusha and Aluna were hiding. In the darkness, Qingyin's deep eyes darkened, and he looked at the seemingly empty scene outside with a deep look.

At this time, Alusa and Aluna hid in the cellar for two days and dared to come out on the second night. Fortunately, they were taught by their grandfather, otherwise Alusa and Aluna would have had a hard time escaping this disaster.

Qingyin listened to the Mongolian language suddenly coming from her ears and Aluna's fearful and hateful eyes, and she held his hand tightly.

"Damn it, this old man is really good at hiding people! Where are those two bastards hiding?"

"And this Central Plains guy, that bitch, died so quickly, damn, I can't even have a good time! Hey, big brother, this brat must have run away, we've been waiting here for a whole day and haven't seen his shadow!"

The calm voice of the man who was suspected to be called Big Brother was heard: "The Han people are very cunning, who knows where they are hiding? Wait a little longer, I won't feel at ease until we kill them all."

Another flattering voice echoed, "Okay, I'll listen to you, big brother. But, big brother, it will be hard to explain to Master Gelchin if we wait too long, right?"

"Okay, let's wait another hour and leave if we don't see anything."

"okay."

Less than an hour later, there was the sound of a group of people walking out, and the sound gradually faded away until it disappeared from my ears.

Aluna, who was hiding in the cellar, brightened her eyes and remembered something. She shook her head slightly at Qingyin. Qingyin held Aluna without moving.

Two hours later, the man's rough voice suddenly rang out.

"Come on, the bastard ran away a long time ago. Let's go, Eng."

"yes, Sir!"

In the vast darkness, Aluna's eyes were frighteningly bright, "Enge, Geerqin... He will avenge father and mother."

Aluna held her sister's hand, her eyes filled with vengeful anger and desperate sorrow.

Like the original body, Qingyin did not stop what happened before. She waited for a few days with her brother as usual and came out at night. The moment she came out of the cellar, Qingyin followed Aluna to kowtow to her parents and relatives on the ground. Aluna then found some clothes and planned to leave.

Unlike the previous life, Qingyin grabbed the corner of Aluna's clothes and said hoarsely after not eating or drinking for a few days: "Brother, there are still some biscuits hidden by mother in my room. They should not have been taken away. Let's take them."

"Okay." Aluna's equally hoarse voice sounded.

The pancakes were not originally there. The food in this room had long been snatched away by those people. This time the start was too disastrous, so Qingyin had to use the most reasonable way to exchange some of the hardest pancakes in the system.