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    Wedge 1

    In the middle of winter that year, the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was blowing.

    There are wails and wailing inside and outside the palace. There are maids, eunuchs, ministers, queen mothers, and emperor fathers.

    The woman in a white feather coat standing on the city wall is his elder sister.  He saw her flying down, like a big white bird, landing straight and quickly on the white snow, blending with the snow.

    Bright red blood flowed from her dark hair, and he knew it was his elder sister's brain.

    The queen mother hurriedly covered his eyes, half-carried him away from the wall, and then handed him over to a man in Tsing Yi wearing a black gauze hat.

    He didn't know how he left the palace where he had lived for five years. He only knew that from now on he would call a strange middle-aged man and woman as parents, and a group of unknown children as brothers and sisters.

    When he was thirteen years old, the man in green with black gauze and straw hat appeared before his eyes again, and led him to a valley full of mountains and flowers, where the seasons were like spring.

    ? Teach him to read, teach him martial arts, teach him the art of war, and teach him how to govern the country.

    He often wondered at that time, if he had learned everything, his father and mother would not cry anymore, if he had learned everything, his eldest sister would not fly down like a big bird.

    Later he knew that even if he didn't learn it, the father, queen and queen would never have the chance to cry again, and the eldest sister would never have the chance to fly down the city wall again, because they were all dead.

    But he still has to learn everything his master taught him, because he has to make himself strong enough to shade his subjects so that they don't cry anymore.

    Wedge 2

    On New Year's Eve that year, the sky was snowed heavily.

    Festive red lanterns are hung under the eaves of every household, and auspicious Spring Festival couplets with red background and black characters are pasted on both sides of the door. There are bursts of laughter and fragrance in the house.

    She was wearing an old cotton-padded jacket, walking with difficulty under the heavy snow.  Her knees were deeply submerged in the snow, and the snow and ice seeped into her trousers, making it completely cold inside and out, but she didn't care so much. She patted the snow on her body, crossed her hands on her chest, and continued walking shivering.

    After walking for an hour, I found a pharmacy that was still open. My frozen face suddenly shone brightly, and I forgot my fatigue, and ran towards it quickly.

    When she was about to arrive, the door creaked and was about to close, she was anxious, her small body flew over, and was clamped firmly by the door.

    The shopkeeper of the pharmacy was startled, pulled her up, and said angrily, "Little boy, don't die! Go, go home and play!" Then he pushed her away.

    "Doctor, save my mother! Help my mother! Please go and see my mother, she is sick, very sick, very serious, please!" She grabbed the shopkeeper's sleeve eagerly, speaking incoherently  plead.

    The shopkeeper looked at her clothes up and down, frowned in disgust, and pulled her little hand away: "Can you afford the consultation fee?"

    "I, I" She was so anxious that her mind was in a mess, and she blurted out: "I am Miss Song Jiasan, come with me, someone will definitely pay for the consultation!"

    "Hmph, the third miss of the Song family, I've never heard that there is a third miss in the Song family, and it's better to make up a lie. Can the miss of the Song family dress like you? Go! Go!" the shopkeeper gave impatiently.  Pushing her away, her small body threw herself onto the snow.

    Holding her hands to get up, a pair of white brocade boots with dark patterns came into view. She raised her head and saw a young man in white standing in the snow, who seemed to blend in with the vast white snow behind her.  The young man took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, threw it in front of her, turned and left without saying a word.

    She stared blankly at the silver for a while, picked it up, got up and scrambled to catch up with the boy, and grabbed his sleeve: "I don't want your charity."

    The young man squinted at her, evoked a mocking smile, and said coldly: "You obviously need this ingot of silver very much. For the sake of vain self-esteem, you would rather give up your mother's life, stupid!"

    She bit her lower lip, clenched her silver hand into a fist, as if she wanted to embed the silver ingot into her flesh, and the hand pulling his sleeve gradually loosened.

    The young man snorted coldly, moved on, and disappeared into the white snow.

    That year, when she was seven years old, she understood that tears were the most useless thing in the world, they would only block her from seeing the way ahead.  She understood that she had to rely on herself to survive, and understood that even if she gave up everything, as long as she maintained what she wanted to maintain, everything was worth it.

    That day changed the rest of her life.  In the years to come, even if she is despised, cast aside, even if the whole world looks down on her, as long as she holds what she needs, then everything doesn't matter.?.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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