In this way, I was put on a carriage to the brothel of Xihe State. There were other women in the carriage, all of them were listless and their eyes were dull. Every night we were arranged in a ruined temple, and we all huddled together and ate.
The food was hard steamed buns and the food was porridge.
Every time I try to walk a few steps, my ankles ache. If I exert any force, I can't walk at all.
When we arrived at the border and got out of the car to get water before exiting, I happened to see Nalan Ming coming towards me. I was about to ask him for help, but suddenly I remembered that Xiao Shuiqian had said that she was going to send me to the army, so I stopped halfway.
The guy thought I was going to run away again, so the whip fell with a snap. I dodged and fell to the ground, pulling on my leg iron, and there was another burst of heartbreaking pain.
"What's going on?" a soldier asked on horseback, a very familiar voice.
"Master Jun, this is a newly purchased female slave. It is for the pleasure of the uncles. If you like it, you can pay tribute to it. Please take care of it in the future." The woman smiled flatteringly and showed a smile.
He cleared his yellow teeth and said.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Follow the rules and get out of jail well, and don't bully women. If you let me see you again, I will definitely not let you go!" He said it in a righteous and awe-inspiring tone. I was about to raise my head to see who it was when I heard it.
The sound of approaching horse hooves.
"Hongjiang." Nalan Ming looked at the woman with her head lowered on the ground, wearing ragged clothes and disheveled hair. He was surprised to find that the bruised and bruised bruises on her cuffed ankles were shocking as she dragged two iron balls.
.This woman felt so familiar to him. But he couldn't remember any familiar woman coming here.
"Yes, General." After saying that, Miao Hongjiang turned around and left. But he felt inexplicably strange in his heart, who was this woman? Why did he seem to have seen it somewhere before? He also thought, maybe it was because he was reminded of the past.
She must be my sister. Thinking that the general still has military affairs to attend to, I will not stay any longer and follow the general on horseback to leave.
If they had known what happened later, Nalan Ming and Xiao Hongjiang would not have left so easily even if they had a knife on their necks.
Looking at the people riding away, I thought, so what if they knew who I was. They thought I betrayed Huangfu Zhe, and their followers died because of me. In their eyes, I should be a sinner. Even so.
If he recognized it, he would probably die.
I was lost in thought when a woman came over and gave me a hand. I recognized her. Every time someone was scolding someone, I had no intention of listening, but I always saw one among a group of crying women, one stubborn and biting.
The woman sitting on the side was covered in injuries. She was caught and beaten after she failed to escape. So I got to know Chunxiang.
She said that she was sold by her father. Her father was fond of gambling and had no money when he lost. When creditors came to the door, his father sold her for ten taels of silver. I asked her if she hated her father? She
He said he hated her, but he also said he didn't hate her. He said it would be great if his father had always been like this and never been kind to her since she was a child, and she wouldn't be so conflicted.
I thought it would be great if I had never met Huangfu Zhe, so I wouldn't be in such pain. So we called ourselves sisters. Her name was Chunxiang, two months older than me, and I changed my name to Chunxiao. From then on, Xiao Shi died.
Really gone.
"Xiaomei, have you ever thought about dying?" She asked one day when we stopped to rest in a ruined temple.
"What about you, Sister Xiang? Have you ever thought about it? "Death! I've already died once, or more than once.
"I thought about it. I thought about it when my father was mad at my mother. I thought about it when he sold me to a prostitute. Xiaomei, what about you?" She looked at Shang Xuan Yue on the treetops and said lonely.
"Tried it." I said softly.
"Ah?" She turned her head and looked at me strangely.
"Has I tried to ask others to kill me? Does it count as suicide? Has I tried to have the feeling of despair? Does it count as having died?" I said it calmly, as if I was no longer talking about my own affairs.
"Why did Xiaomei say that? Maybe in the future, all of us will live worse than animals. But I don't think you are someone who accepts your fate. Neither is I."
"Death is easy, but living is difficult. Now I have nothing left, only the promise. The promise to my loved ones to live well. Although it will be very hard, I will keep this only promise." I said it lightly but firmly.
, I don’t think they would mind if I change my identity to survive.
"Xiaomei, what you said makes sense." She grabbed my hand and held it tightly. "My mother also wanted me to live well before she died. She said that only by living can we have hope, and only by living can we see Nuan Nuan.
The sun; only when you are alive can you have the right to fight for everything."
I responded to her with a gracious voice and held her hand. In fact, I don't know where my hope lies. There is nothing more sad than a dead heart. People without a heart can only live quietly every day, every hour, and every moment.
When it becomes quiet, it fades away. To a certain extent, maybe I can forget everything for a moment.
"Xiaomei, are you in pain?" Chunxiang asked, looking at my bruised and bruised feet, stroking them gently.
"It looks a bit ugly, but the calluses have formed, and it doesn't hurt anymore. Besides, the pearls on my bracelet contain gold sore medicine. After applying the medicine, I feel much better." I touched the bracelet and thought to myself
Notice the bitterness again.
"Can't it be opened? You can use other sharp tools to cut it off."
"It shouldn't be possible. Ordinary sharp weapons cannot break the Vajra Iron." Although I don't know much about this Vajra Iron, I know from the name that it is not that easy to cut.
"The person who sold you out is really cruel." She said angrily, and I thought about what her expression would be like if she knew that the person sold me for money.
"No matter what, Xiaomei, the two of us must live a good life in the future, and we must make those who abandon us regret it. We must not let them laugh at the joke. My mother said that when people are poor, their ambitions must not be too short, that way we can truly live.
It’s worthless.” She said very passionately.
"My destiny is up to me and not up to others. Life is very precious and we will live well." This sentence should sound very heroic, but in my mouth it is calm and clear. But it is not in vain, I want to live.
After gaining self, an unintentional person will no longer be easily influenced by others. From now on, I will only live in my own way. Live purely, looking at everything in the world indifferently and fearlessly, or never ask about everything in the world again.
"Yes, my fate is up to me and not others, and we will live well." She continued her passion, but in the blink of an eye, it dimmed. "But, Xiaomei, I will go to the Xihe Kingdom tomorrow.
Once you enter a brothel, you will never be able to turn around again. How can you leave us alone? No man will treat us sincerely. People say that women in brothels are thin and shallow, and their lives are worthless. How can we live a good life?"
"Haha~~ If you don't enter a brothel, you won't necessarily be treated sincerely by the man. If you enter the brothel, you won't be seen and you will be manipulated by others. Sister, don't worry, we will live well." No matter what, I will not sit still and wait for death. With my
By observing intentionally or unintentionally during this period, I have found some ways out.
"Xiaomei, are you telling the truth?" She looked at me in surprise but trustingly.
"Well, if I'm not wrong, even if they refuse to let me go, I can still protect myself temporarily."
"Well, sister believes in you, Xiaomei, you know? Although I am older than you and you don't talk much, I feel that you have experienced and understand more than the rest of us."
"That's it. How about you call me sister? I haven't had a sister yet?" I started teasing unintentionally.
"No, I haven't recognized my sister either. I'm already a sister and can't change." She had a feminine look on her face, which made me feel a lot more empty.