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She is used to being awake in the dark night when everyone is asleep.
Struggling to get up from the bed, he fumbled to light the candle on the candlestick. The dim candlelight illuminated the loom in front of the screen and half of the unfinished brocade.
She raised her hand, and dozens of colorful threads flew out, reflecting the seven colors of iridescence under the dim candlelight.
She jacquards from afar with one hand and weaves on the machine with the other.
The sound of the machine chirps again and again in the dark night.
On the screen, her figure was reflected like a clay and wood sculpture. Only her hands were dancing in the air, and she still had the agility of a living person.
The figures of a pair of mandarin ducks gradually took shape on the brocade surface. One of them dipped its neck into the water, while the other stretched out its orange-red beak and carefully groomed its partner's gorgeous feathers.
Dry eyes stared at Jin Mian, and the appearance of the mandarin ducks was sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, and gradually transformed into a pair of men and women taking photos in the waves.
The bubbles of memory floated up like fish from the bottom of the water.
That day, he came on the waves, frightened away the mandarin ducks in the pool, and made her look full of anger. He held her waist from behind, lowered his head to her ears, and said in a low voice: "It's not my fault that broke up the pair of mandarin ducks. How about I pay you a pair?"
She looked back and saw his black and clear eyes, like the finest gems, flowing with precious light. Her face turned hot when he saw her without any warning, she pushed him away, stretched out her hand and said, "Then you compensate me."
He looked at her with a half-smile, and the light in his eyes seemed to have absorbed all the beauty in the world. "Aren't we?" He said in a low voice, "We would like to marry you and become mandarin ducks."
"If the Wutong quarrel grows old, the mandarin ducks will both die. If I die, will you follow me?" She chased the pair of mandarin ducks in the pond and asked with a smile.
He chased her step by step and said seriously: "If one of us wants to leave first, it must be me. As long as I am here, you will not die first."
At that time, she looked at the slender and tall figure of the man beside her, and suddenly felt that no matter how strong the wind and rain were, as long as the man beside her was there, it would definitely not hit her.
But who would have expected that it would be him, not someone else, who would bring about the raging wind and rain.
"Those things she thought were beautiful moments in the past turned out to be nothing more than mirages hanging in the air. They collapsed into ashes in just one sway.
There was a sharp sound outside the window, and the night owl on the sycamore tree soared into the sky. This sound is like a sharp needle, piercing the bubble of memory.
The candlelight in the room suddenly swayed violently, erratically, and almost went out.
She looked back in shock as if she was feeling something.
When the door opened and closed, two people were already standing in the shadow of the candlelight.
These are two uniformed sergeants. They wore black corsets, dark red cloaks, and long knives at their waists. The wind that came in through the crack in the door ruffled their black clothes, and their flamboyant shadows were reflected on the screen, like a group of demons dancing wildly.
She quickly recognized who they were from their clothes. She stroked the messy hair on her forehead and said with a cold smile, "What did he send you for?"
Cold eyes roamed around her body. The two of them did not speak. One of them took two steps forward, took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it at her feet.
She recognized at a glance that such a piece of paper was an imperial edict posted at the city gate to announce to the world, and her heart suddenly sank.
The wind was blowing loudly outside the window, and the whimpering sound was like the wailing of countless innocent souls. It was eerily quiet inside the house, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
She picked up the imperial edict and first looked at the vermilion seal in the lower right corner to make sure it was genuine and correct, and then read the content above. Her eyes passed over familiar titles one by one, and her body suddenly shook like the last fallen leaf in the cold wind.
It was like a heavy hammer suddenly hit her chest, and the sudden pain made her breathless. Then it seemed like there was a knife, starting from the inside of the bones, faintly, bit by bit, cutting and tearing her whole body from the inside out.
She suddenly tried desperately to tear up the imperial edict, and while tearing it apart frantically, she hissed: "It's fake, it's all fake. Don't think that I don't recognize the Holy Emperor's seal, it's fake!"
"You obviously know it's true!" the sergeant who spoke said coldly, with a hint of sympathy in his cold eyes, "Young Master asked me to tell you when I came here that he has never liked you. He has someone else in his heart. In this life If he can't forgive you, if there is an afterlife, he will repay you."
She stopped tearing and raised her pale face to look at the sergeant.
?? Laughter suddenly rang out in the dead silent room, and the sound was like the cry of a night owl.
After a long time, she realized that the sound came from her mouth.??
How ridiculous!
It turns out that her infatuation, her love, what she sought like a moth to the flame was just for use.
Those things she thought were beautiful were just dust to him, and they would disappear with just a touch.
Repay her in the next life! ?
She felt that the blood in her body was flowing backwards, and her anger was pouring out like a flood.
"Go to hell with the afterlife, tell him that I will pay with his blood for the rest of my life!" She yelled, never expecting that for the first time in her life, she would be scolding him!
"I'm afraid you won't have a chance in this life!" The sergeant's sympathetic eyes burst out with murderous intent, "There are so many relatives accompanying you on the road to Huangquan. It must be very lively. It will be a good journey!"
It turns out that he wants her to die!
It¡¯s really a play similar to those vulgar dramas in storybooks. The infatuated young lady encounters a beauty trap and is taken advantage of by her lover, who throws her away like a rag. He even didn't bother to do it himself.
She struggled to walk to the loom, the pain in her chest making her movements a little hesitant.
She took off the brocade from the loom and walked to the sergeant holding it in her hands.
"This is what I promised him. Go back and tell him that even though he betrayed me, I will never owe him anything until my death. Tell him again that I don't want to have anything to do with him in the next life!" She said softly. He said quietly, without any love or hate, as if he was describing a very ordinary thing.
But the two battle-hardened sergeants couldn¡¯t help but feel sour in their hearts.
After she finished speaking, she turned around silently and walked slowly towards the table.
The skirts are dragging on the ground, with a sad and beautiful elegance.
The two sergeants poured lamp oil all over the room, and then threw out the fire sticks. Before the fire started, the two sergeants retreated quickly.
She fell to the ground, her head was scratched, and her face was stained red with blood. She looked miserable.
She watched helplessly as the flames quickly burned her clothes and her body.
This burning like hell fire, this pain that penetrated into the depths of her soul, made her scream out loud.
The smoke came over, and the eyes that had long been unable to shed tears were actually smoked out, and the drops fell on the smooth ground, which turned out to be a bright red color.
She still tried hard to open her eyes, but she couldn't see anything. In addition to the blood red, her eyes were still blood red.
The whole world is burning!
There was only a blank in his ears, as if all the sounds had been taken away, but a sound came through the fire.
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