The light of the green lotus faded away, and Ye Ge stood on the flat ground in the northern suburbs of Ding. His eyebrows were graceful, and he pretended to be arrogant, looking at the people around him coldly with a look of disdain.
In the past, these people were the existences she looked up to, but now, they are all the mud under her feet, as humble and insignificant as ants, vulnerable to a single blow.
Ye Ge understood this truth early on. The lives of the weak and those at the bottom are vulnerable.
It is precisely because she knows how terrifying it is to live at the bottom, so as long as she can grab a life-saving straw, she will try every means to change her destiny.
She wanted to be the one among ten thousand people, stepping on innocent flesh and blood, walking up to the Nine Palaces.
"elder sister!"
Li Yuanhou, who was beside the Lord of God, saw Ye Ge. His eyebrows were curved and he was overjoyed. He rushed over excitedly, opening his hands like a child for a warm and intimate hug.
Soldiers came from both sides and stopped Li Yuanhou. Li Yuanhou stood still, looking at Ye Ge blankly, and asked uncertainly: "Sister...?"
Ye Ge smiled slightly, took a step forward, stretched out his hand and rubbed Li Yuanhou's head: "Yuan'er, don't be naughty."
Li Yuanhou heard Ye Ge's voice and grinned.
He hasn't seen his sister for a long time, ever since she went to a place called Qinglian.
Even though he already had glory, wealth, fame and status, for some reason, Li Yuanhou felt a little strange looking at the indifferent Li Cuihua in front of him.
Perhaps, what he misses so much is not the supreme status and the life of fine food and clothing, but the days when his brother and sister depended on each other when they were both poor and destitute.
In the past, my sister was clearly a gentle and kind-hearted person. Even though her face was covered in dirt and she was covered in mud, she still had a smile on her face. Instead of being expressionless and aloof like she is now, surrounded by many soldiers.
At that time, Li Cuihua, who was penniless, would feed the hares and distribute the last bit of food to wandering solo travelers.
Li Yuanhou asked: "Sister, you don't eat it yourself, why do you give it to him?"
Li Cuihua grinned. The whitest part of her body was her two rows of teeth. There seemed to be a bright light hidden in her dark eyes.
"My sister's life has ended before it even begins.
Even though he is still alive now, he is already dead.
But he is different. If I give him a bite of food, he will definitely go to the place I long for."
Li Cuihua said with a smile.
Li Yuanhou shared his steamed buns with his sister. Li Cuihua pinched Li Yuanhou's face and said, "Sister is not hungry."
"But my sister hasn't eaten for two days."
Li Yuanhou cried.
Li Cuihua rubbed her lower abdomen and was stunned, quite dazed.
Has it been two days?
Why doesn't she feel hungry?
Oh...she eats camphor bark. It's not nutritious, but it fills her stomach.
That evening, Li Cuihua returned home and happened to see Li Yuanhou giving the steamed buns to other people.
The first time, Li Cuihua picked up a wooden stick and beat Li Yuanhou so hard that he almost cracked his ribs.
Li Yuanhou cried and shouted: "Sister, don't hit... Yuan'er hurts..." Li Cuihua didn't hit him. Yuan Hou thought his sister felt sorry for him, but he didn't know that Li Cuihua squatted in the corner and cried in a low voice: "Yes, you can't hit Yuan'er."
Son, if you are injured, you will have to spend money for medical treatment."
The life of poverty is really too hard. I dare not get hurt or get sick.
Money is needed for medical treatment... "I learned from my sister's behavior as a kind person. Why would my sister be cruel next time and not care about Yuan'er's life or death?
Sister makes Yuan'er feel so uncomfortable."
Yuan Hou said while wiping his tears.
Li Cuihua looked at Yuan Hou and said: "Sister is already dead, but Yuan'er is different. Yuan'er will definitely become famous. Yuan'er can't be hungry, otherwise he won't grow taller."
She is still young and has no ability to make much money.
How can she get ahead when she has neither talent nor luck?
Before that, Marquis Yuan fell ill one day and had a high fever.
Li Cuihua knelt on the stone slab in front of the doctor's door, crying and shouting.
A hundred miles away, a half-baked doctor is a snobbery.
Li Cuihua's cry alarmed a man passing by. The man had a pregnant wife.
That night, the moonlight was exceptionally bright, and the dirt on his face was washed away by tears, revealing a pair of fairly clear eyes.
The younger brother in her arms passed out, and Li Cuihua cried helplessly.
When the man saw that face, his heart tightened.
There is no one within a hundred miles who is not a peasant shrew. Even the daughter of a rich family is not as good-looking as this.
At that moment, the man only felt that the beauty of a powerful woman was nothing more than that.
It turns out that the stunning appearance described in ancient books is not a fake, but a real thing.
"Girl, what are you doing here?"
When Li Cuihua heard the man's voice, she seemed to be grasping at the last straw: "Please, save my brother."
"Hey, what a poor kid. Your brother is a little serious."
He opened the door of the medical clinic and when he saw the man, the doctor greeted him with a smile.
"Cure this kid and I'll pay for it."
When the doctor saw this, he was surprised: "It seems that the king of hell will not accept your brother's life."
While the doctor was treating Yuan Hou, she and the man sat in the courtyard and waited.
"I heard that there is fairy grass growing in Shuihu that can treat children's diseases. Maybe it will be helpful to your brother?"
The man smiled and spoke, his appearance was ordinary, but his tone was extraordinarily gentle.
Li Cuihua blinked, her eyes ignited with fire: "Is there really any fairy grass?
Uncle, can you take me there?"
"Call me brother."
"……elder brother."
Li Cuihua hesitated for a while before shouting.
The man took Li Cuihua to a remote lake.
Li Cuihua bent over, looking for the legendary fairy grass.
At that time, she was only twelve years old, with immature features.
The man hugged her from behind, and Li Cuihua screamed in fright. A big rough hand covered her mouth, and she could only make a whimpering sound.
The man bit his earlobe lightly and breathed hot air: "I saved your brother's life, shouldn't you pledge your life to me?
If you shout again, if I say a word, your brother will not survive tomorrow night.
As long as you obey me, I will help you two siblings in the future. Not to mention anything else, at least you will not have to worry about food and drink."
The girl was trembling with fear. She was indeed frightened by the man's words.
Her brother is her life.
The desperate thing is that without this man's help, my brother might not survive tonight.
That night, the moonlight in Water Margin was particularly beautiful, and the ripples of the sparkling lake water spread out and rippled slightly.
But I don’t know what kind of rippling it is.
The girl smiled and cried. Maybe she had to bear too many debts in her previous life, which led to her troubled life.
After the man left, he only left two coins beside her.
"From now on, you will be my brother's, and I will love you very much."