Yuan Qian said nothing and was about to get on the sedan. Just as she was getting on the sedan, she suddenly turned her head and asked in a very calm tone: "Nanzhu, if I am in danger, will you come to save me?"
She didn't use the honorific and humble titles that the princess had trained her on. She looked at her lover gently just like she did when she was still in the small town.
When Shi Yingxue heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and that weird feeling of fear came over her again. But before Jia Nanzhu could answer, Yuan Qian got on the sedan chair and left the place that made her the most sad and desperate.
What the princess didn't know was that Master Qian was not only fond of a lively and pretty young lady, he also beat his concubine severely between the sheets, and Yuan Qian died within half a month of sending her there.
On the day Yuan Qian died, Shi Yingxue seemed to have a feeling in her heart. She had been anxious all the time. Jia Nanzhu was having a rough and tumble relationship with the princess, and she was also upset under the influence of Shi Yingxue. Suddenly she heard someone coming to report and sent out
Aunt Qian died, and now she was brought back by Lord Qian, who even disgustedly asked his servants to throw Yuan Qian's body into a mass grave.
But at this moment the lights suddenly went out, and the princess put her hands on Jia Nanzhu's body with some fear, but felt a cold hand touch her face, and she shouted: "Is this your husband?"
There was no sound from the people around her. The princess only felt that something sticky was flowing on her face that had been touched by hands. She reached out and touched it, and felt the pungent smell of blood. Which woman is not familiar with it?
The smell of blood made her realize something was wrong.
Suddenly there was a flash of lightning between heaven and earth, and there was a deafening roar, which illuminated the room instantly. The princess only saw a hand tightly held on her lover's neck. The hand was pale and thin, but covered with whip wounds and wounds.
The knife wound was dripping with blood, and her beautifully manicured and round nails were stained with blood, which frightened her so much that she suddenly screamed.
And the true appearance of the owner of those hands gradually emerged. She was still as thin as before, but her beautiful appearance had been scratched by the knife and could not be seen clearly. Even her head was crooked, and there was a huge gap on her neck.
From the wound, blood was dripping down.
It's Yuan Qian.
Jia Nanzhu was too frightened to move, and Yuan Qian, who should have died long ago, was so strong that she held Jia Nanzhu's neck tightly with one hand, and no matter how hard he struggled, she couldn't get rid of him.
Yuan Qian sneered, her gentle voice in the past was full of hatred now. She didn't look at the princess, but just looked at Jia Nanzhu who had let her down in her life, and tears of blood fell from her eyes.
"Why did you lie to me?"
"I curse you to be trapped in reincarnation for the rest of your life and never die a good death!"
The thunder outside the window exploded again, and these words also exploded in Shi Yingxue's mind like thunder.
The familiar pain in her mind struck again, and the feeling of her body falling became stronger and stronger, as if something was pulling her away.
Suddenly, the figures of Jia Nanzhu, the princess, and Yuan Qian disappeared. Shi Yingxue only felt that she was sinking into a pool of tide, being pushed towards the bottom of the water, and a man wearing bright red clothes suddenly appeared in front of him.
The woman in the wedding dress has delicate and beautiful facial features, but there is sadness hidden in her phoenix eyes.
A lotus-rooted arm stretched out, gently caressing Shi Yingxue's neck, and suddenly tightened it, squeezing her so hard that she couldn't breathe, and large tears of blood rolled out of her phoenix eyes.
, the sharp and painful voice exploded in Shi Yingxue's ears and even in her mind, asking questions one after another: "Nanzhu, why did you lie to me?"
Shi Yingxue felt a pain in her mind, but she felt that the valve that had covered her memory for so many years suddenly opened. The lines under her feet lit up instantly, and the habits that had been imprinted in her blood were flowing, and a sharp knife
The sword emerged from her hand, and then with the force of thunder, it slashed the crying Yuan Qian's neck. Blood spurted out immediately, dyeing her red wedding dress darker.
She let go and looked at Shi Yingxue in disbelief, her tone full of sadness: "Nanzhu...you..."
"I'm not Jia Nanzhu." Shi Yingxue's sword did not retract, but instead slashed her neck harder, almost cutting off her entire head.
"It's boring." All the expression on Yuan Qian's face disappeared, her pretty phoenix eyes raised to the end, and there was even a bit of boredom in her eyes.
The hand dyed with kodan casually spread in front of Shi Yingxue, and a few drops of water fell on Shi Yingxue's face, as if a layer of mist had arisen, exploding everything around him with a "bang"
A clean one.
When Shi Yingxue came back to her senses, she found herself standing on a meadow. The ghostly swamp before had long disappeared, replaced by an endless grassland, peaceful, even the sword in her hand was clean.
Yes, not a trace of blood.
Was it a dream just now?
Even when she recalled the things before, she felt no sense of hindrance, as if what really happened to her was not a dream.
In her memories, so many years flowed away like water, but the details were clear. Shi Yingxue remembered the passionate and vigorous love in the heart of young Jia Nanzhu, the ambition and desire in his heart, and even his betrayal of the oath.
And also heartless and heartless.
When the love was strong, a poem that Jia Nanzhu taught Yuan Qian was "It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is easy to change the heart of an old friend." Have you ever thought that you were a poet at that time, and you will be a poet in the next year?
Shi Yingxue didn't know why she walked into such a memory that was obviously someone else's, but she felt that she had at least learned one truth: "It's easy to get priceless treasures, but it's rare to find a lover." Her time should be reserved for cultivation and growth.
It is not about looking for a lover who is hard to find and will not change his heart, nor is it about spending time on the joys and sorrows of a lover who may change from time to time, so she does not need a lover or a heartless man.
Not only that, she could even feel that the sentence in "Xuan Shui Jue" that she was struggling with at the beginning, "A light promise will lead to a lack of faith," also had an answer.
After Shi Yingxue experienced this incident, she only felt that there was no necessary connection between "light promise" and "little faith". She felt that "little faith" was not caused by "light promise", but was fundamentally related to a person.
related to one’s nature;
Some people are born sincere, and if they have a promise, they should try their best to fulfill it.
Some people are born deceitful, and most of their promises are lies. Of course, they are distrustful and will never honor any of them, just like Jia Nanzhu.
Shi Yingxue didn't want to be untrustworthy, so of course she was a person who kept her word.
Only then did I feel that things suddenly became clearer. Even the previously entangled question of "what's easier must be more difficult" also had the same answer. The difficulty of things will not change because of how difficult or easy you thought it was at the beginning. The only thing you should do is to keep moving forward.