In the morning, when people got up and came out, they found heavy snow covering the entire imperial city.
Wuhou Mansion!
Covered in silver, it is a snow-white world. The lake in the Hou Mansion is also surrounded by white snow, and the lake in the middle has frozen. Some servants are walking on the ice.
Mrs. Lin's sons, Lan Jianyi, Lan Jianhui, and the little girl Lan Xiuxin were playing happily. The snow made them very excited.
"Hey, Sixth Brother!" Lan Jianhui said, "Have you heard that the little bastard's mother vomited blood again last night? I guess she won't be able to make it through today."
Lan Jianyi was only eight years old, but he had a look of disdain. Hearing this, he said: "The life of a lowly servant is worth less than that of a slave. If he dies, he will die. If my mother hadn't told me these two days
You are not allowed to go to that hut, I have to ask that little bastard to carry my school bag."
Lan Jianhui laughed and said: "Sixth brother, you are such a bad guy! You are the most evil every time, and you still pretend to be a good person in front of that little bastard. The little bastard is grateful to you, but every time you have bad ideas.
Did you come up with it?”
Lan Jianyi chuckled and said, "This is fun. That little bastard is just like a pig, so easy to fool."
"You are really going too far." Lan Xiuxin's little face turned red with anger. "Jianyi, Tingyu is very pitiful. Now her mother is sick again. How can you say that to him? He and we are both fathers."
child."
"But his mother is a cheap maid and a fox!" Lan Jianyi said: "This is what mother often said. Mom said that the fox seduced dad, and that's why we got this little bastard."
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Lan Xiu was so angry that she turned around and left.
Lan Xiuxin is nine years old this year. She is wearing a small fox fur coat and silver boots. She is walking in the snow, with two maids following closely behind her.
Lan Xiuxin's face turned red from the cold, and she kept rubbing her hands.
"Miss, it's too cold outside, let's go back to the house quickly," the maid said.
Lan Xiuxin said: "I'm going to see my seventh brother!"
The maid was taken aback and said: "How can this be done? Madam has told me that no one can go near the hut recently, and no one can deliver medicine to them."
"Mom, that's too much." Lan Xiuxin's eyes turned red.
She may be the only outlier in the Lan family, but she is kind-hearted.
Lan Xiuxin quickly arrived at the hut. The hut was right next to the woodshed. It used to be a house for people, but later Mrs. Lin moved it out and it was used by Ye Luanfeng and her son.
When Ye Luanfeng first entered the house, she lived in a large house in the west wing. But Mrs. Lin found an opportunity two years ago and kicked Ye Luanfeng and Lan Tingyu out.
Before Lan Xiuxin could get closer, she heard a violent cough coming from the hut.
Then came Lan Tingyu's childish and frightened voice, with a cry...
"Mother, mother...mother, don't scare me," Lan Tingyu cried.
Lan Xiuxin came to the window, quietly poked a hole, and looked inside. The two maids breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Lan Xiuxin did not enter the room.
At this time, Lan Xiuxin saw that the room was extremely dark, and there was also a cold breath coming from it.
"Why is there no charcoal fire in such a cold day?" Lan Xiuxin muttered secretly. She saw a six-year-old little guy on the bed in the room, wearing thin clothes and shivering. He was holding a bowl of hot tea and handed it to the patient on the bed.
Ye Luanfeng.
Ye Luanfeng was already very haggard, as haggard as a sixty-year-old woman.
Ye Luanfeng's actual age is more than a hundred years old, but she should be very young. Because she was a top expert before, but her cultivation was abolished, but her body is still as ordinary as eighteen.
Over the years, life has dealt a terrible blow to her.
Lan Xiuxin looked bitter. She remembered that when she first met Ye Luanfeng, she was kind, beautiful and dignified, like a goddess in the sky. But now, she is like this.
"Yu'er..." Ye Luanfeng felt better after coughing. She looked weakly at the poor little guy.
The little guy's eyes were full of tears.
"Yu'er, don't cry..."
The little guy immediately wiped away his tears, nodded heavily, and said, "If mother doesn't let Yu'er cry, Yu'er won't cry."
Ye Luanfeng's eyes suddenly turned red and she said, "Yu'er, mother, I'm sorry for making you suffer like this with mother."
The little guy shook his head and said, "No, Yu'er is the happiest when her mother is here."
"But what if mother is gone?" Ye Luanfeng said.
The little guy was stunned.
He looked pitifully at Ye Luanfeng. "Mom, I will be obedient from now on. Even if they beat me, I won't fight back. Please don't leave, okay?"
Ye Luanfeng burst into tears.
Suddenly, she coughed violently again.
The little guy was so frightened that he quickly patted Ye Luanfeng on the back.
After Ye Luanfeng coughed, she covered it with a handkerchief. She hid the handkerchief so that Lan Tingyu wouldn't see it.
Lan Xiuxin knew that Ye Luanfeng was coughing up blood. Looking at it like this, Ye Luanfeng would not be able to survive today.
After a while, Lan Tingyu suddenly left the house. He was not afraid of the severe cold, and his small body walked one foot deep and one foot shallow in the snow, making it extremely difficult to walk.
Lan Xiuxin followed behind.
Lan Tingyu finally came to the gate of Hou Mansion and waited.
Lan Xiuxin watched from a distance and immediately understood that he was waiting for his father to come back.
It's not that Lan Xiuxin doesn't want to help Lan Tingyu, it's just that she doesn't know how to help.
"Go find a thick robe and bring a charcoal fire to the hut." Lan Xiu thought for a while and ordered the maid next to her.
The maid immediately felt embarrassed and said: "Miss, this..."
"If you don't go, I will tell my mother that you are rebellious and have secretly insulted my father." Lan Xiuxin said.
The maid was frightened and had no choice but to go.
Lan Xiuxin knew that it was useless to call him a doctor now.
The maid quickly found a thick robe. Lan Xiuxin took the thick robe and came behind Lan Tingyu. She put it on Lan Tingyu. Lan Tingyu turned around and saw Lan Xiuxin.
A trace of fear naturally flashed in his eyes.
This fear made Lan Xiu feel heartbroken.
She knew that her brothers bullied him too hard. He was just a child!
That's why he is so afraid of people named Lan.
After Lan Tingyu waited for a while, he whispered: "Thank you!"
At this moment, there was movement outside the Hou Mansion.
The servants and guards at the door knelt down to greet them.
Butler Hope led the way, and Hou Yelan Tianji returned in a carriage. The carriage was extremely luxurious and even had a heater inside.
Lan Tingyu immediately rushed forward and knelt down. His body was shivering in the cold wind!
The carriage stopped.
After Hope saw Lan Tingyu clearly, his face looked strange.
"What?" Lan Tianji asked calmly in the carriage.
Hope whispered outside the carriage: "Young Master Tingyu is kneeling in front."
Lan Tianji was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Take it away."
"Yes, Master!" Hope waved his hand and said to the servant: "Send Master Tingyu back!"
Two servants immediately stepped forward and picked up Lan Tingyu.
"No, no..." Lan Tingyu screamed loudly, his voice was still immature, but his tone was desperate and frightened. "My mother...save my mother, please, sir, please...
…“
Lan Tingyu only dared to call a man like him father. How could he dare to call such a man father? How could he be worthy of being the son of such a great man?
However, he just wanted this old man to be kind and save his mother!
Don’t they all say that the elder is a very capable person?
However, no matter how Lan Tingyu screamed and begged desperately, Lan Tianji remained silent from beginning to end.
Lan Xiuxin stood on the spot.
She watched the carriage leave without asking her father.
My father has always been indifferent and has no big expression towards any of his children.
Therefore, she is also afraid of her father.
It's just that she doesn't understand why her father is so cruel and indifferent to Lan Tingyu and her son.
Even if the cats and dogs in the house are sick, they shouldn't be so indifferent!
That night, Ye Luanfeng was on his deathbed.
Lan Tingyu stayed beside the bed every step of the way.
"Yu'er..." Ye Luanfeng was extremely weak.
"Mother, stop talking. You need to rest more. I went to beg the great master, but he ignored me. Mother, what should I do?"
"Yu'er... Mother is leaving. I'm sorry. Mother shouldn't have given birth to you. Mother should have strangled you to death when you were just born. In this way, you don't have to suffer so much. But, mother
Dear you, my mother can’t bear to part with you, so promise me not to hate my mother, okay?”
"The most beloved thing in Yu'er's heart is her mother. Yu'er will never hate her mother!" said the little guy.
Ye Luanfeng continued: "There is a dagger on the bedside. This is the only thing my mother can leave to you. If one day, you can't bear it anymore, just kill yourself and don't suffer like this again. If in the future,
You can grow up, but if you can't be self-reliant, don't get married or have children. Don't hurt them anymore, promise mother..."
"Mom, I promise you, I promise you anything!" The little guy burst into tears.
"If possible, you don't want to be like your father. You want to be a good person. Especially, don't hurt other good people. Promise your mother..."
"I promise you, mother..."
The next morning, Lan Xiuxin heard that Ye Luanfeng had died last night.
Lan Xiuxin did not dare to go near the hut, for fear of hearing the desperate cry of the immature child and for fear of seeing his eyes.
This world is cruel, and they have never treated that little guy kindly.
Lan Xiuxin could only do her best to give that little guy a little warmth and help. What she didn't know was that that thick robe helped Lan Tingyu survive the coldest winter.
She didn't know that she would help Lan Tingyu soar into the sky in the future.
She even didn't know how dazzling Lan Tingyu would be in the future, and what methods she would use to kill her mother, Mrs. Lin, her brother, and her father.
All causes and effects have been deeply buried in such a desperate winter.
If you don’t believe it, look up and see how the heaven has ever spared anyone!
In the winter of this year, six-year-old Lan Tingyu grew up overnight...
