Female special forces soldiers in ancient times

Youxia Temple has a long history within the Great Xia Dynasty.

It is said that it was built by order of the founding emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty.

It symbolizes that it can protect the Great Xia Dynasty for generations to come.

Therefore, the mountains and forests surrounding Youxia Temple are strictly protected.

Only then did it possess the rare green mountains and clear waters, and people come and go on ordinary days.

People flocked to the mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Dozens of guards dressed in black armor, each with a military sword at their waist,

His expression was cold and his eyes were sharp.

Upon entering the temple, they split into two groups and lined up neatly.

The previously calm crowd suddenly became tense.

They all moved away from the group of guards who were stationed every ten steps and sentries every five steps.

Consort Ping knelt nervously and devoutly on the gray circular cloth cushion.

Gently hold the three incense sticks in your hands.

They respectfully kowtowed before the tall, golden Buddha statue opposite them.

"Buddha, please have mercy!"

Protect me so that my family can have enough to eat and wear, and live in peace.

May it also protect me so that I can have a smooth and successful stay in the palace!

After she finished offering incense, she began to feel uneasy again.

A few days ago, Consort Ping was almost sent to guard the imperial mausoleum.

If it weren't for the help of that eunuch chief, surnamed Pan...

She may have already gone to that terrible place.

However, Consort Ping knew perfectly well that one hundred taels of silver, deep within the palace walls, was a mere pittance.

It might be enough to kill her three times over.

Especially for concubines like her who are neither favored nor powerful.

In fact, Consort Ping had even heard that...

Some chief eunuchs in the palace only accepted twenty taels of silver from people.

He did things for the other party and directly killed a concubine who had no power or status.

Yesterday, Steward Pan spent a full one hundred taels of silver to bribe officials for him.

Today, they were able to bring her out of the palace to offer incense here, saying they wanted to see a noble person.

I wonder what kind of extraordinary person this powerful and influential person is?

This made Consort Ping's heart pound.

Let alone a concubine of the late emperor who was not favored, even a noble consort of the royal family...

Even getting out of the palace gates was an extremely difficult task.

But the fact that the other party accomplished it so easily is enough to prove that the important person I'm meeting today is someone important.

He is someone with extraordinary abilities.

In front of others, I am nothing more than an ant.

A moment later, Steward Pan walked up to her and said with a smile:

"Reporting to Consort Ping, we have arranged a VIP room for you."

"Come this way, please!"

Having said that, Steward Pan gave a slight bow and gestured for him to proceed.

He then led the concubines to a VIP room in the temple.

He opened the door for her, and Consort Ping, feeling uneasy, quietly entered the room.

I saw a set of huanghuali wood table and chairs placed in the center of the room.

The four chairs placed to the side have exquisite lotus flower patterns carved on their backs.

The lines are smooth and lifelike.

The room's walls were painted a light blue, and the several ink paintings hanging on them added to the elegance.

The landscape, sketched with just a few strokes, evokes a profound and distant artistic conception, adding a touch of literati atmosphere to the entire room.

The ground was paved with plain-colored blue bricks, each one polished smooth.

The bricks fit together perfectly.

When you step on it, you can feel a simple yet solid texture.

Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, casting irregular patches of light and shadow on the ground.

"Princess Ping, please have a seat for a while. I will make the arrangements right away."

"Alright, thank you for your trouble, sir!"

Steward Pan smiled slightly, turned and left.

Consort Ping sat upright in her chair, not daring to move even slightly.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside.

A young man, around twenty years old, walked in from outside.

He was sturdy, with powerful strides, and a slightly round and dark face.

When she smiles, two adorable chubby cheeks appear.

The coarse linen clothes he wore had faded somewhat after washing.

Clean and tidy, with patches stitched meticulously.

The young man was accompanied by a woman.

They were also dressed in simple, worn-out clothes.

Her face held a hint of shyness and bashfulness, her eyes brimming with tenderness.

Her hands were holding a toddler who was a little over a year old.

The adorable child, with rosy cheeks, was curiously looking around.

The little hand waved occasionally, and the little mouth made cooing noises.

Consort Ping quickly stood up and looked at the family of three with a shocked expression.

The young man looked familiar, like I'd seen him somewhere before.

But they didn't seem to be people of immense power.

On the contrary, they seem like ordinary, unremarkable rural families.

The young man, however, looked at her with a big smile and called out.

"Sister, don't you recognize me? Haha, I'm Little Fish!"

Oh, by the way, she's my wife.

The baby I'm holding in my arms is my child and hers, your nephew.

"Little Fish, how could it be you?"

My dear little brother, how could it be you? Waaah... Little Fish!

When Consort Ping first heard footsteps outside,

Thinking it was an important person she was about to meet, she became even more nervous.

To everyone's surprise, they found a young couple who were both strangers and familiar.

Then, when he happily called her "sister,"

My heart is filled with thoughts of my long-lost loved ones.

That feeling of surprise and excitement instantly welled up in my heart.

Consort Ping disregarded everything, rushed forward, hugged Xiaoyu, and burst into tears.

Ten years have passed, through countless cold nights...

The pain of missing family and loved ones that had been building up over and over could finally be released.

Consort Ping's tears welled up and streamed down her face like pearls from a broken string.

It rolled down in a rustling sound, soaking the front of the shirt in moments.

The little fish didn't cry either.

But he stopped smiling.

His brows were furrowed and his eyes were bloodshot.

He gently patted Consort Ping's back repeatedly.

This was to comfort her sister who had suffered so much.

Even Xiaoyu's wife was moved, hugging her child tightly.

With her other hand, she kept wiping away the tears on her face.

Xiao Yu gently patted Pingfei's back and said softly, "Sister, don't cry."

Look at me, I'm doing pretty well now. I'm in Hejiazhuang, Beijing.

Being in charge of kitchen work, though busy every day, is also a stable job.

I'm married now, and my family is living a happy and harmonious life. You should be happy for us.

Upon hearing this, Consort Ping gradually stopped crying and released Xiao Yu.

Trembling, she picked up a handkerchief and carefully wiped away the tears streaming down her face.

Her eyes were still red, and she asked anxiously, "What about our parents?"

How are they now? And what about my eldest brother and second eldest brother?

Xiao Yu's face instantly darkened, and she slowly lowered her head.

Her voice unconsciously lowered a few decibels: "Sister, Father and Mother have been gone for a long time."

In the second year after you entered the palace, a famine struck the village.

My parents, along with my eldest and second eldest brothers, and myself, went to the capital to enter the palace.

I came to see you, but on the way, my parents fell ill and starved to death.

My eldest and second eldest brothers also died on the road, sob sob sob.

He paused, trying to calm himself down.

Fortunately, the owner of the He family was kind-hearted and took me in.

It was only because they gave me this job that I had the opportunity to meet my wife in the courtyard.

Her name is Xiaoju. She is very skillful.

She was responsible for sewing and laundry at the He family compound, keeping the household in perfect order.

Upon hearing this, Consort Ping swayed and immediately knelt down on the ground.

The tears that had just stopped welled up in my eyes again and overflowed once more.

I simply cannot accept this reality.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Father, Mother, God, why did this happen? Waaah... Waaah...