Those things that seemed to have been forgotten long ago always appeared in his mind inadvertently. Fu'an once again remembered that when he first met the young man, he stood by the bridge and let the north wind lift up his clothes.
.
There seemed to be an overwhelming sadness in his eyes, but despite this, those eyes were still clear and transparent.
Therefore, Fu'an believes that no matter where the young man comes from or what his past is, he must be a person of pure nature.
Even though he knew that the young man was a foreigner who had been exiled long ago, Fu'an still let the young man stay by his side, trusting the young man and entrusting him with important responsibilities.
He knows that those who are not of my race must have a different heart.
But he believed in his own vision more.
What happens later...
Fu'an clenched his hands slightly.
Later, the young people seemed to have no obsession except hatred.
…
It has been more than a month since the little girl came from the execution ground.
The little girl was smart, well-behaved, calm and docile, and won Fu'an's pity. In addition, Fu'an could not bear to hurt such a young girl, so from that day on, he never mentioned the matter of murder and silence.
He raised the little girl in the general's mansion.
That day, when Fu'an was walking through the courtyard, he saw the little girl standing here.
The young man stood aside, with his arms folded, looking with interest at the little girl he had rescued from the execution ground.
He was the murderer who destroyed the little girl's family, but there was no guilt or even pity in his eyes, only some interest.
And in the young man's hand, he was holding an exquisite and exquisite knife.
He didn't mind killing the little girl at all.
Even though he brought the little girl back from the execution ground, his attitude towards the little girl was so casual. The little girl regarded him as a hero and always followed him. Everything he said was regarded as the truth and listened to it.
Believe it.
So Fu'an asked him: "What kind of ecstasy did you give this little girl?"
The young man tilted his head and suddenly remembered that on the other side of the coast, there was a little girl who thought about him day and night. After slightly pursed his lips, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Maybe I was born to please little girls."
There is always no shortage of little girls around him.
Fu'an reached out and took out the exquisite knife from his arms, played with it for a moment, and asked vaguely: "What is this?"
"As you can see."
"What are you going to use it for?"
The young man looked at the little girl not far away and said in a calm tone without any fluctuations: "Kill her."
Fu'an clenched his fingers tightly: "Are you crazy?!"
She was just a simple and ignorant little girl.
Can young people actually do it?
"Isn't this exactly what the general ordered?" The young man smiled. Although he was covered by a veil, the calm smile between his brows and eyes could not be concealed. There seemed to be an almost eerie color in those originally clear and transparent eyes.
.
Fu'an threw the knife to the ground hard and said with a stern voice: "If anything happens to her, I will never let you go!"
Master and servant have been master and servant for many years, and this is the first time that they have never had a dispute.
Fu An's stern voice frightened the little girl who was walking towards him.
The little girl shrank and hid behind the young man, carefully exposing half of her head and looking at Fu'an, as if Fu'an was some kind of savage beast.
Seeing Fu'an's eyes falling on her, the little girl gently tugged at the corner of the young man's clothes: "Brother..." There was even a cry in her voice.
But the young man didn't even look at the little girl. He just raised his eyes and looked at Fu'an with a playful and weird smile: "You scared her."
Fu'an glared at the young man, picked up the exquisite knife again, leaned over slightly, put the knife into the little girl's hand, and said gently and calmly: "Hold the knife, if he wants to hurt you in the future
, just use this to kill him."
But the little girl didn't answer.
The knife naturally fell to the ground.
For a moment, the atmosphere solidified slightly.
But then the young man's voice came, sweeping away the frozen atmosphere: "Do you know the name of this knife?"
The young man said and picked up the knife again.
Neither Fu'an nor the little girl answered, so the young man thought to himself: "This sword has a name, it's called Beauty Blade."
The blade of the sword is exquisite and exquisite. It is very beautiful and exquisite. It is called "beauty", which is reasonable and complements each other.
The young man put the Beauty Blade into the little girl's hand, and this time the little girl caught it. She raised her head and looked at the young man at a loss.
The young man just smiled lightly: "If one day you kill General Fu'an with a beauty blade, think about it, even if he knew it was poison in Yan'an, he would definitely drink poison to quench his thirst, and he would be as happy as sugar."
Drink poison to quench thirst, and it tastes as sweet as glutinous rice.
The young man didn't know why Fu'an took such good care of a young and ignorant girl, but even though the girl was so alienated from him, Fu'an remained gentle and soft, a rare tenderness given to the young and innocent girl.
It was Fu'an who gave the little girl a new name, a new residence, a new life, and a brand new start.
Without comfort, there would be no new life for the little girl.
But the little girl only cared about the young man who brought her from the execution ground. Apart from the young man, the little girl had no one else she could trust.
It was raining heavily that day, and the heavy wind was beating on the windows.
The little girl cowered and hid under the bed, watching the men, women, and children in the family being dragged out one by one. She could only curl up and try not to make any noise.
It was Uncle Li who had taken care of the little girl since childhood and hid her under the bed. His voice was choked with sobs and he said: "Yuying, you have to hide. No matter who comes, don't make a sound. You must take care of yourself."
"After the government officials have left, go out quietly so that no one finds you. There are a few banknotes under the bed. You must remember to go to Changning County to join your second uncle..."
Xu Xu hasn't finished speaking yet.
But the government officials who came to ransack the house had already rushed in.
The government officials stepped forward and dragged Uncle Li away, but because Li Shu struggled for only half a minute, one of the government officials impatiently slashed at Uncle Li with a knife.
moment,
Dripping with blood.
Little girl Yuying was still hiding under the bed. All she could see were the legs of Uncle Li and all the government servants.
Because it was a rainy day, the government officials all wore long boots, shiny silver, which made a clicking sound when they stepped on the ground.
There was blood spilled on the ground.
Then, Yuying saw Uncle Li's face.
But the face that had always been gentle and loving was distorted in an instant. It was filled with pain, hatred, and endless sadness.
Uncle Li fell to the ground and struggled to reach out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but he could only wave it around and couldn't touch anything.
Slowly, slowly...
Uncle Li stopped moving.
Yuying raised her hands to cover her face, but she still couldn't help but let out a desperate cry.
It was precisely because of this that Yuying, who was hiding under the bed, was discovered by the government officials. The government officials kicked open the bed board, without any mercy, dragged Yuying out of the pear blossoms and threw it into the car.
Yuying was dragged to the execution ground by the government officials.
Yuying witnessed with her own eyes the family members being dragged to the execution ground one after another. The executioner's face was cold, he was probably used to this, and when he raised the knife with one hand, someone's head fell to the ground.
Watching the heads of family members rolling down from the execution platform...
Yuying cried heartbreakingly at first, but gradually her crying became muted, and she could only watch the execution numbly.
Watching people around me die one after another.
Soon after, Yuying will also be dragged to the execution ground.
The wind was whining, the heavy rain was gloomy, and the strong wind was sweeping in. The boundless coldness penetrated into the bottom of her heart, and Yuying didn't even have the strength to cry.
But that's when.
A pair of hands appeared in front of Yuying's eyes.
Fair and slender, with well-defined joints.
Yuying raised her head at a loss. Standing in front of her was a young man whose face was covered by a veil. His eyes were like a dry well, eternal and unchanging, unable to make any waves, but he still reached out to Yuying.
hand.
Is he here to save her...?
After a brief silence, Yuying raised her hand and held the young man's hand.
So the young man picked up Yuying and went outside.
The young man's body was also soaked by the rain, but for some reason, Yuying felt unprecedented warmth in the young man's body. Even though the young man looked cold and said nothing, Yuying still held the corner of the young man's clothes tightly,
Refuse to let go.
It was the only ray of sunshine in the gloomy days.
It is like a person who is struggling in the water and about to drown, and suddenly grabs an ice floe. Even though the ice floe is fine and cold, he is still holding it tightly in his hand.
Later, Yuying lived in the General's Mansion.
Yuying knew that it was General Fu'an of the General's Mansion who had given her everything she needed to have a new life, but in Yuying's heart, if there were no young people, there would be no Yuying.
But the young man's attitude has always been cold and distant, and he does not want to get too close to her, while Fu'an takes good care of her. As a general who always gallops on the battlefield, he has a rare temperament when facing Yuying.
gentle.
only……
Yuying always refused to get close to Fu'an.
The only thing she cared about most was young people.
The long corridor is winding and cool at night.
Yuying suddenly woke up.
She once again dreamed of the tragic scene of her family being destroyed. She sat up suddenly, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart beat wildly.
Haunted by nightmares.
On the side, someone gently held Yuying's hand, with a gentle and calm voice: "It's okay, don't be afraid."
It seems to have the power to calm people's hearts.
Yuying felt a little relieved. She threw herself into the man's arms and choked with sobs: "Don't leave...stay with me..."
She thought the person in front of her was a young man.
But there was no veil covering the man's face, but he just held Yuying in his arms and comforted her in a low voice, every word of which was as gentle as water.
It's Fu'an.
Outside the door, the young man crossed his arms and leaned against the door. After Fu An put Yu Ying to sleep, the young man asked.
"Why are you so nice to her alone?"
There were so many people in the general's residence, and Fu'an had never seen anyone so close and caring. Yuying was just the daughter of the governor, not to mention that the governor had already died, so it was not worthy of Fu'an's personal care and attention.
Fu'an didn't answer and just walked out of the room. He asked, "Why are you so cold to her?"
The young man smiled, his voice calm and calm, and said: "I have harmed her whole family, is she still missing?"
No guilt or uneasiness whatsoever.
Fu'an stood still.
The silver moonlight shone down, reflecting the sparse shadows of the grass and trees. Fu'an's back looked a little thin. He turned his head slightly, looked at the young man, and said, "Nothing can happen to her."
"What will happen if something goes wrong?" The young man asked slowly and leisurely, "Will you kill me?"
Fu'an strode forward.
The young man pursed his lips.
after that……
That day, when Yuying was looking through the files, she came across the testimony of the governor's treason case. She knew that back then, the case was handed over to the governor, so——
The main culprit who destroyed Yuying's family was Fu'an.
This is the judgment Yuying made from the few lines in the file.
Yuying suddenly felt a twinge in her heart.
She read every word in the dossier one by one, as if she wanted to deeply imprint the contents in her mind.
After reading it, Yuying put the file back to its original place, grasped the beauty blade that the young man had given to Yuying, and walked towards the place of comfort.
Today's Yuying is no longer the little girl she was back then. She has become a graceful young girl, with a face like a peach blossom and a body like snow.
She slowly walked to Fu'an.
Fu'an was completely unprepared for Yuying, and even smiled gently, as if he had a tenderness so strong that it could melt people.
Yuying has clenched the beauty blade in her hand.
She suddenly remembered the young man's words.
"If one day you kill General Fu'an with a beauty blade, think about it, even if he knew it was Yan'an poison, he would definitely drink poison to quench his thirst, and he would be as happy as sugar."
turn out to be……
Is this what you mean.
Yuying took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, raised her hand and pierced the beauty blade into Fu'an's heart.
She struggled, hesitated, and regretted.
But no matter what, she has been haunted by nightmares for so many years, and she can't go away. When she closes her eyes, she can remember Uncle Li standing beside the bed, talking to her in a whisper, but she was struck by a sword from the government servant who broke in.
Pierce the heart.
She lives just to redress the injustice.
In fact, it is not important to redress the injustice.
She just wanted to make the people back then pay the price. She clenched the beauty blade in her hand and without any hesitation, stabbed it into Fu'an's heart.
At that moment, there seemed to be relief.
But what's more, it's a deep feeling of powerlessness.
Yuying was thinking, if she killed Fu'an, how would the young man react? As a guard around Fu'an, if the young man saw Fu'an die because of her, he would probably...
Kill her.
The only thing I don’t want is for young people to see it.
She just doesn't want the young people to think she is a murderer.
I just don’t want to…
Died in the hands of youth.
But Yuying still did it.
Fu'an understood the moment he saw the Beauty Blade in Yuying's hand, but Fu'an did not stop Yuying.
In Fu'an's heart, Yuying is like the youngest sister in the family.
That was a long time ago.
At that time, Fu'an was not General Fu'an. He was just the eldest son of General Zhenguo. He lived with his parents in Anzhou, next to Yannan Pass.
In addition to Fu'an, there was also a little girl in General Zhenguo's mansion, who was the wife of General Zhenguo.
But in the eyes of General Zhenguo, there is only Fu'an. Even if the little girl works hard and conscientiously, she can't compare to Fu'an who can make great achievements. To General Zhenguo, the little girl is dispensable.
The little girl seemed to be a shadow following Fu'an.
That day, the beam suddenly collapsed.
The beams collapsed and the entrance was blocked. The little girl was trapped here with Fu'an, and could only wait for General Zhenguo to come to rescue them.
In the dim space, Fu'an couldn't see anything. He reluctantly groped for his surroundings and asked loudly and anxiously: "Where are you?"
The little girl sobbed: "Brother, I was hit...I can't move..."
Fu An felt anxious and restless, and followed the sound to find the little girl. However, the space was sealed and so dark that there was no light. He could only reach out and fumble around, but he felt a wet and sticky water stain on the little girl's body.
After being stunned for a moment, Fu'an suddenly realized.
This is the blood on the little girl's body.
The little girl cried loudly, unable to speak complete sentences due to the pain, and could only hold on to Fu'an's sleeves.
Fu'an could only hold the little girl, but there was nothing he could do.
"It's okay...it's okay..."
He was so comforting to the little girl, but more of it was a lie to himself and others.
How could this be okay?!
After an unknown amount of time, General Zhenguo finally arrived with his men. The servants dug the room open, and finally a ray of light leaked in. Fu'an finally saw the little girl lying in his arms, dripping with blood.
But General Zhenguo turned a blind eye to this, as if he only had eyes for Fu'an. He strode forward and said, "How are you? You're not hurt, are you?"
General Zhenguo's eyes all fell on Fu'an, and he didn't even glance at the little girl from the corner of his eye.
He held the little girl in his arms, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Sister... help her quickly..."
The general Zhenguo didn't seem to care about this, and just summoned his servants to take the little girl away.
The little girl's leg was hit by a beam.
She didn't die, she just couldn't stand up anymore.
The doctor said that the little girl would never stand up again in her life.
Fu'an refused to believe it. He loudly asked the general of Zhenguo: "There are incompetent quack doctors in Anzhou. Since my father is the general of Zhenguo, why didn't he invite the imperial doctor from the capital to come?!"
General Zhenguo just said in an understatement: "She is not qualified."
She is just a little girl, why waste money and material resources on her? She can neither go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and serve the country, nor can she enter the court to offer advice.
No treatment is necessary.
One sentence made Fu'an's heart go cold.
He took care of the little girl day and night, giving her half his life's tenderness, and the little girl kept working hard and didn't want to drag down others.
All the doctors in Anzhou said that the little girl would never stand up again.
But the little girl stood up.
Although she still limped when she walked, she could still stand up on her own, but the little girl still cried and refused to get close to comfort her.
"It's okay..." Fu'an felt complicated and unspeakable. He held the little girl in his arms and said, "It will get better in the future."
The little girl just cried and said: "You are the one I hate the most..."
She pushed Fu'an away.
"Why have you always been like this... You are good at studying, writing, horse riding, archery, and martial arts. You are good at everything. That's why my father likes you so much and values you so much..."
"Why wasn't you the one who got hit that day..."
"If so, my father would have looked at me more, right? No, he would have turned a blind eye to me..."