Marchioness Brothel

Big week

On the winter solstice, just after the Hai, the sky was already pitch black as ink. After a heavy snowfall in the daytime, the entire land that was illuminated was white. The shops have long been closed, and the streets are empty. There was a creaking noise from the originally quiet snow, and two men in short-clothes, one old and one young, sneaked into the cemetery one after another. It is said to be a cemetery, but in fact it is just a mass grave. Most of the corpses are buried casually on the spot, even without a roll of mats.

"Master, do you think we will be discovered?" The young man was timid and asked the old man quietly.

"Digging a grave is not about painting and embroidering. Don't do it if you're afraid! Now the Wang family is anxious to find a wife for his son, and the price is ten taels of silver! Hurry up!" The old man narrowed his eyes and yelled impatiently.

The young man did not dare to complain. He clenched the shovel in his hand, but subconsciously stood still and looked up to the sky. The dark clouds were shrouded in heavy black, and the moonlight was invisible. The wind was whistling and the wind lamp in his hand suddenly The light and darkness seem to be extinguished at any time, making people involuntarily hairy.

If it weren't for this business to be very profitable, he wouldn't brave the wind and snow to come to this ghost place in the middle of the night!

Ordinary tomb thieves are directed at the antique jade in the tombs of the nobles or wealthy families, but the old and the young went the other way. Instead of choosing the tombs of the high-ranking families, they did not hesitate to come here. Here comes the extremely dilapidated unknown cemetery. This is all because the nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty were generally superstitious in Feng Shui. In order to prevent the family’s lone grave from affecting the prosperity of the family’s descendants, they did everything possible to match the unmarried children to the unmarried marriage, so this young and old will appear here. After they obtain the young female corpse, they will be sold with a fake hometown and innocent life experience, which is truly a profit.

The experienced old man first discovered a new tomb and said excitedly: "Dig it out and have a look!"

The young man didn't dare to resist the master, digging down with shovels one after another, and finally dug up the tomb. There was no coffin inside, only a roll of torn straw mats. He bravely lifted the straw mat and there was a person lying inside. He raised the lantern and saw that the man's hair was tangled together, and his face was covered with blood. He couldn't see her original face at all, but she could barely see that she was a petite woman. After seeing that the clothes on her body were damaged everywhere and the scary scars were all shocking, a burst of blood mixed with stench almost made the young man vomit out on the spot.

The old man squatting next to the hookah smoking widened his eyes and shook his head again and again: "This is not good! It's hard to clean up like this, look for it again!"

The young man sighed, sprinkled two handfuls of soil indiscriminately, and immediately left the tomb and followed the old man to find another place.

The old man was bowing his head and twisting in the soil, guessing at the time of the burial, but suddenly heard a scream from the timid disciple, he hurriedly turned around and reprimanded: "Stupid, you want to call everyone!"

The young man stared in horror not far away, the wind lantern in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and his other hand couldn't even hold the shovel, trembling constantly: "over there...that..."

The old man followed his eyes, but saw a person walking towards them staggeringly.

On the white snow, where this person walked, there were **** footprints one after another, which was shocking. Every step she took, blood oozes out of her body, all kinds of wounds, old and new, mixed with black and red stains, so terrible, there is almost no place on her body to see. She walked staggeringly, as if her whole body was stiff.

What's more terrifying is that this person clearly crawled out of the tomb that they dug up just now.

"Ah—" A scream of screams stunned the sky, and the old man rushed out desperately: "Ghost! Ghost!"

The young man seemed to be awakened by this sound, threw down his shovel in desperation, and ran away with his master behind him desperately. They almost exhausted all the energy of their entire life to flee for their lives. They didn't even see them running away. After escaping, the "ghost" who was staggering just now has fallen to the ground.

After Jiang Xiaolou reluctantly walked a few steps, he could no longer support his too weak body and fell to the snow.

Immediately afterwards, she gently stretched out her hand to the back of those two people who were running away, and whispered softly: Save me, save me...I'm not dead yet...

It's a pity that those two people were too scared to look back and listen carefully to what she was talking about.

Jiang Xiaolou's clothes were very thin and scarred everywhere, and when she was touched by the cold snow, she almost suffered from pain. Suddenly something fell on her eyelashes. She fanned her eyelashes and realized that it was snow. Subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the sky, only a few snowflakes fell.

The little consciousness that was holding on gradually faded.

Suddenly, she remembered one day seven years ago, when her father was still alive, and she was still a lady of the Jiang family. Her father took her to the Jiao Qin family, and she met Qin Si, the son of the Qin family for the first time. In the peach blossom forest, the drizzle was fluttering, and her father personally played the piano and Qin Si danced with the sword. She smiled and watched. Years passed, her father's voice and smile had long been blurred, but she still remembered the lyrics of that song...

Recipe, Shining. The son is home, it is suitable for his family.

Tao Zhiyao, there is actually a lot of money. The son is home to his family.

Tao Zhiyao, its Ye Zhenzhen. The son is home, suitable for his family.

She knew that the song her father had chosen specifically was Taoyao. Young and ignorant, she thought that her father wanted her to be as bright and beautiful as the peach blossoms under the scorching spring sun. Later, under the jokes of her elder brother, she realized that he used the lush branches and leaves of the peach tree. The fruitful fruits are a metaphor for the happiness of married life, and everything contains the ardent expectation of the loving father for his daughter's marriage.

Her father wanted her to marry Qin Si. Even though she was young, her cheeks were red and her eyes dodged. Under the background of Yaoyao's peaches and scorching flowers, she was like a peach blossom and the two radiated each other. The eldest brother saw her shy. Holding the peach tree with a smile, he almost shocked a peach tree.

Later, the scorching peach blossoms seemed to be the fire of spring, and gradually ignited her inexplicable lovesickness. The young man walked many times in Jiang's house, both handsome and gentle. Every time he met, he smiled and caught her. soul.

"He will come to marry me one day." She waited so gently, Xia Chan finished singing, Qiu Yan flew over, and finally heard the exact news of the engagement. On that day, she heard every word of her father and elder brother through the window, and her heart was like a little deer, and she was almost worried that the heart would jump out uncontrollably.

However, his father’s body gradually weakened, and finally he could not afford to be ill. The elder brother Jiang Wanfeng went on a long journey in business. He was worried that she was alone at home and carefully entrusted her to the Qin family. Jiang Xiaolou, who was only 13 years old, took her One hundred thousand taels of dowry became a guest of Qin Mansion. In the beginning, the future parents-in-law were kind, and Qin Si cared. She thought that she had found her support in this life, but when the Qin family was in trouble, she was so stupid to hand over all the 100,000 taels, which relieved the Qin family's urgent need. Until then, Qin Si used the son of a merchant to obtain the current Tanhua Lang, and her contacts are all high-ranking officials, and her world has changed overnight.

"The marriage of famous families in the Great Zhou Dynasty will be related to each other's interests, and they will also take care of each other and protect each other. Although I was visiting flowers in the dynasty, I still can't talk about it alone. If I marry a famous daughter, it will be very beneficial to my career!" Qin Si took it for granted, "Xiaolou, my future wife will be an imperial daughter, a true lady of the famous sect. Of course, I will not abandon you. This Qin Mansion will give you a place for you to depend on in this life."

In front of the powerful Qin family, Jiang Xiaolou, a weak woman, gave up. She surrendered her position as a regular wife, and she could only barely live in the Qin family for a hundred thousand taels of silver. But this is not the end, but the beginning of her suffering. As she became more beautiful and eye-catching, Qin Siwei rose step by step, and actually dedicated her to the powerful and powerful Ziyi Hou Xiao Guanxue as a concubine. She refused to comply, and secretly took the nurse to escape from the Qin Mansion and wanted to find the evening breeze on the river, but was caught by the Qin family halfway. Her various pleadings were of no effect. The Qin family's tiger-wolf heart was finally exposed, and her dependent nurse was beaten to death. She was hungry for three more days, and she was tied into a sedan chair and sent to the Hou Mansion.

Xiao Guanxue's mansion is full of purples and reds, with countless arrogances, countless fights and fights against each other, Jiang Xiaolou has fallen out of favor before he can accept it. The elder brother, Yangtze River Night Wind, who was far away in a foreign land, finally learned the truth. He traveled thousands of miles to redeem his sister, but was driven out of the house by a man in purple clothes. Jiang Wanfeng was not convinced, and he filed a lawsuit against the Jingzhao Mansion's Yamen. However, he was no more than a businessman, so how could he beat the powerful Ziyihou. Going down eighty boards abruptly killed him and made Jiang Xiaolou completely lost hope.

When he heard the news of his brother’s death, Jiang Xiaolou was like a slave and maid kneeling in a group of high-ranking officials and pouring wine. Because it was difficult to suppress his heart, grief, anger, and hatred, he accidentally dumped the drink, and was almost dragged out by Xiao Guanxue to be killed. At a glance, Xiao Guanxue laughed and handed her out.

Pei Xuan took her back to the house, but believed that she was Xiao Guanxue acting a bitter trick. The whole government regards her as a spy, surveillance, secretly guarding, and beating and scolding at all times. She walked on thin ice, trembling, and faced death several times. After another year, in order to welcome the Princess Carnival into the mansion, the general cleared out the useless women in the mansion. She asked to leave, but Pei Xuan ignored her pleading and sold her into the Guose Tianxiang Building.

Step by step, Jiang Xiaolou was finally forced into desperation by these men.

The bustard tried all means to persecute, Jiang Xiaolou would rather die, so that she was severely beaten and wounded all over her body. After half a month, she had a high fever and was finally wrapped in a broken mat and thrown into a mass grave.

The world is so cold and the world is so cruel. From fear and fear to death, all hopes are shattered.

Jiang Xiaolou closed his eyes and let the white snow fall on his eyelashes, melting into tears...

Father, big brother, I miss you so much, Xiaolou misses you so much, so I want to find you.

But she died like this, she was not reconciled. If she is dead, who will seek justice from those who are mean and cruel?

Faintly, her father's smile appeared in front of her. At that time, he held her hand: Xiaolou, be kind-hearted, be patient in everything, and be a good wife of IKEA.

Vaguely, the eldest brother's appearance before his departure is vivid, and the stubborn boy's eyes are red: Xiaolou, brother is going to travel far away, and can't take you with him, but he will definitely come to you! When the time comes, our brothers and sisters will be together and have a good time!

The words of her relatives were still in her ears. She asked herself to be worthy of everyone, but why God let her fall to the end of today.

If you die like this, how can you face the tragic death of your elder brother, how can you face your disappointed father, and how can you face your ruined life?

The fear is at its extreme, but in the end, it is no longer afraid.

In the darkness, Jiang Xiaolou squeezed his palm and commanded himself: I'm only seventeen years old, I can't die, no matter what.

When snowflakes fell on her thirsty lips again, she stared at the sky wide-eyed, her dark eyes were burning with a light, firm and sharp, burning deep into her heart.

The world is not benevolent, and everything is a dog. She will not die, nor can she die. She wants to live, live a long time, live a healthy life, and personally seek justice from those who drive her into desperation.

God, since you let me have a way out, please change my heart and give me a heart of stone. I will smile and watch the people who harm me go to hell!

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