Kuaiwen is also a huge fan

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Mom, please send your sister away, she is so annoying."

A small-breasted dumpling who looked to be five or six years old was crying and talking inarticulately. A luxuriously dressed man held the little breasted dumpling in his arms and kept comforting her.

"Xiao Wan'er, tell mom what's going on," the woman asked patiently with a gentle voice.

"Sister, she pushed me. Mother doesn't want my sister anymore, okay?"

After the little girl finished speaking, her eyes blinked quickly.

This is a sign of lying.

The woman didn't expose it, and followed her words and pinched a lot of green marks on Xiaotuanzi's body. She ignored the child's crying and put her under the care of the wet nurse.

"Master, you have to make the decision for me," the woman sobbed and complained to the middle-aged man.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" Madam said slowly. The man wiped away the tears on the woman's face distressedly.

"I knew that after the death of the eldest lady, Wenzhu, the child would not be close to my sister." The daughter sobbed, her face full of weakness, "But, I never thought that she would be so vicious at such a young age."

"My little Wan'er almost died. I know that the master loves Wenzhu. I hope that the master will give me a letter of divorce and let me take my little Wan'er out of the Prime Minister's Mansion!" The woman stood up and wanted to leave, but the man let her go. Pulled into his arms.

"What are you talking about, madam!" the man scolded.

The wet nurse also responded to the occasion and came holding the still crying little breast dumpling, but she hesitated to speak.

"Your Majesty Prime Minister, I just found a lot of pinch marks on the second lady's body."

After seeing the traces, the man was so angry that he smashed the teacup and said in an angry voice, "Come here, call the eldest lady!"

After a while, a girl of thirteen or fourteen came. Her beautiful face had grown longer, and although her eyebrows were a little immature, she could still tell that she would be charming in the future.

The handkerchief held by the woman was wrinkled a little, and there was some jealousy in her eyes.

Sure enough, she was just as annoying as her damn mother.

"Daughter meets daddy"

The girl is well-educated, has a sense of maturity at a young age, and has a voice as gentle as an oriole.

"Rebellious girl!"

Before he could say anything, the man smashed a tea cup over, blood gushing out from his forehead.

"Family service!"

The girl covered her forehead, her voice was crying, and her eyes were full of confusion and fear, "Why did Wenzhu do something wrong? Why did daddy punish Wenzhu like this?"

The little girl cried even louder when she saw the blood, but the man thought it was the girl kneeling on the ground who was frightened. He was so angry that he picked up the whip and whipped her.

The whip with thorns fell straight on the girl. The girl was so painful that she shed tears but did not dare to say a word.

When the third whip fell, the man calmed down and glared at the man rolling on the ground in pain.

"Is this how your mother taught you to bully your sister?"

"Dad, Daddy, Wenzhu didn't..." The girl's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and the fine sweat on her forehead wet her hair.

When her mother died, she told her to be good.

She took good care of her sister obediently.

But the hairpin her mother left for her was broken by her sister, and she just pushed it gently.

She didn't bully Aster.

Her favorite toys were given to Aster.

The girl curled up, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Mother.

The girl turned pale and fainted.

When she opened her eyes, her father and aunt were sitting beside the bed. The girl shrank back, afraid of being beaten again.

However, the expected pain did not come, but instead came the greetings from my father and aunt.

"Does Wenzhu still hurt?" The man had a kind smile on his face and reached out to touch her head.

She ducked.

The man's expression changed slightly, then returned to normal.

"Whatever Wenzhu wants to eat, my aunt will cook it for you." The woman smiled with a gentle voice.

The girl was a little unsure that the person in front of her was her aunt who often pinched her behind her back.

“Manju wants to eat braised fish”

That's what my mother often makes for herself.

"Okay, aunt, let's do it now." The woman walked out of the house slowly with lotus steps.

"Have a good rest. Dad will come see you later," the man said and left.

Only the pale girl sat on the bed in a daze.

Is she dreaming?

The girl pinched herself, and the pain made her wake up instantly.

She hasn't seen Aster for half a month.

The aunt used the best scar medicine on the girl. Except for the small scar at the end of the eyebrow, all the scars on her body were healed.

Whatever a girl wants, a man will give it to her.

Until one day, her aunt and her father took her to Fengyue Tower.

That's where my aunt came from.

That night was the night she least wanted to remember.

She escaped more than 30 times and was stabbed with needles more than 30 times by people inside.

The needle will not leave scars.

The girl looked through the window and seemed to understand something.

When she woke up, Song Ziwan's eyes were filled with tears, and she remembered them all.

The young Song Ziyuan was frightened by her sister whose forehead was stained with blood. She developed a high fever that night. When she woke up, she couldn't remember what happened before.

She also forgot about Song Wenzhu who fell into desperate situation because of her words.

Song Ziyuan sniffed, wiped away her tears, and began to dress up.

This was the first time she had cleaned herself up since the nightmare.

It's sunny outside today.

The sun is a bit harsh.

Song Ziyuan wore her favorite colorful shirt and skirt and walked around outside with her eyes closed, smiling brightly.

After basking in the sun for a while, he took the initiative to find Wen Xianzhi, who was in the study room.

"Your Majesty, the noble concubine wishes to see you."

Wen Xianzhi raised his eyebrows, put away the scroll in his hand, and spoke slowly.

"Let her in"

"The daughter of the people pays homage to Your Majesty" Song Ziwan saluted.

"What do you want from me?" Wen Xianzhi looked at the person kneeling on the ground with deep pupils.

Although the girl had a smile on her face, she was exuding despair.

That is what happens to people who have lost their desire to live.

"The daughter of the people wants to ask your majesty. No matter what happens in the cold palace tonight, your majesty will have nothing to do with it."

When the girl said this, she dared to look directly at the inhumane emperor for the first time.

"OK"

There seemed to be a trace of expectation and excitement deep in Wen Xianzhi's eyes, and his thin lips were slightly opened.

He doesn't mind being generous for once.

Song Ziyuan kowtowed three times, and her forehead was red when she stood up.

There was a girl on the swing. The girl sat quietly. The weeds in the corner were lusher than before. The girl squatted beside the weeds and gently stroked the green leaves.

Then he slowly began to pile some firewood, find some hay, and spread it around the palace.

A red garment flashed across the roof.

After finishing everything, the girl lay on the slightly moist soil, looked at the blue sky, took a deep breath, and cried.

"My sister is a big idiot"

"Aster is a badass"

"I will see my sister on the count of three."

"one, two"

"three"

No one showed up.

Song Ziyuan smiled and wiped away her tears.

Her life was stolen.

She missed her sister and her brother Chujiu.

From now on, when Brother Chujiu meets a good girl, just forget about her.

Brother Chujiu never knew that there was a bad guy named Song Ziyuan who liked him.

Brother Chujiu, Ziyuan likes you.