Princesses are always forced to blacken

Chapter 2 Preface

Uncle Hao and Qinniang's expressions changed drastically.

Has it been discovered.

His nerves tensed up instantly, but he saw that there was only one person coming, and there were no other soldiers following him.

Uncle Hao and Qin Niang showed a trace of doubt on their faces, but their vigilance remained undiminished.

"Wait, our general told you to give this to you, and take it to get some medicine for the child."

A soldier who was chasing threw a money bag over, but did not approach, and rode back.

Uncle Hao and Qinniang looked at each other again until they could no longer see the figure of the soldier.

With a breath, Uncle Hao picked up the money bag.

Two ingots of silver are actually worth fifty taels of one ingot.

"The Su family..."

Muttering a word, Uncle Hao looked at the money bag, and after a short moment, he still put the money bag in his arms, they need money now.

The family never stopped.

Keep going, keep walking until night falls again, and when you walk thirty miles outside the city, you see a dilapidated garden that was swept away by passing soldiers, and you push your wooden cart in.

Looking left and right, there are many beggars and refugees inside, staggering to keep each other warm, seeing Uncle Hao's family, staring at each other, one by one, like hungry wolves seeing delicious food, rushing towards them.

Uncle Hao hurriedly said the same thing again, but those beggars and refugees didn't seem to hear it at all.

He rushed over directly.

Compared with death from unknown infection, they just want to have a full meal at the moment when they are suffering from hunger and cold. A full meal is worth dying for.

Seeing this, Uncle Hao finally straightened his hunched back, moved his body, and kicked these beggars and refugees away with his feet.

He bumped into a wooden post, spewing out a mouthful of blood, hugging his stomach one by one, and those behind who didn't step forward became timid.

Under the night, the color of snow clearly reflected the killing on Uncle Hao's face.

It was cold and windy.

The beggars and refugees were frightened, cringed, and did not dare to go forward.

Uncle Hao snorted coldly, then bent down and embraced Rao Rao on the wooden cart.

The courtyard of this other courtyard is very large, it should be owned by some noble family, but now it has been ransacked.

Uncle Hao hugged Rao Rao, took Qin Niang and the others to find a garden house without other refugees and beggars.

There were still some refugees following up, but they did not dare to rush forward again.

Uncle Hao ignored him, and took Qinniang and the child into the house.

Only then did Rao Rao open her eyes, these eyes were actually the most beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were supposed to be sparkling peachy, with boundless charm, but at this moment, there was no trace of lingering charm in these peach blossom eyes , and there was not a single crystal clear teardrop, but only a red and swollen circle around the eye socket.

He coughed twice, and his sallow face became more red.

"Rao Rao, Qin Niang will make medicine for you right away, and you'll be fine after drinking the medicine."

There is no firewood in the garden, but fortunately there are broken tables and chairs that can be used.

Yiying and Yisu picked up several broken boards of tables and chairs as firewood.

Uncle Hao lit the fire.

Only then did the cold body warm up a little.

They left without taking anything except a few banknotes hidden in the shoe shafts, rough linen and medicine wrapped in the clothes.

Asking Yiying to search around, there was no bowl, not even a single broken bowl, so she could only make do with the rubble, and Qinniang hurried to make medicine for Rao Rao.

Rao Rao was lying in Uncle Hao's arms, except for those two coughs, neither crying nor fussing, like a rag doll, lifeless.

It snowed overnight, and it didn't stop the next morning. This snowfall seemed to be the mercy of the heavens. It wanted to cover up the bright red of the Great Qin Imperial City and cover up the killing during the New Year.

So that those innocent souls can see clearly, and see clearly the way to the underworld to reincarnate.

The little man walked out of the garden, his peach-blossom bright eyes were looking straight at the direction of the Great Qin Imperial City, at the city wall that had long been invisible.

I don't know how long I stood there, but my whole body was as cold as a block of ice.

She took small steps and walked to the back hill of the garden of the other courtyard.

Stepping on the snow step by step, the palm-sized feet were completely submerged in the snow.

Little by little, his small body became smaller and smaller.

until out of sight.

In the garden.

Uncle Hao woke up and found that Rao Rao was not there, so he shook Qin Niang to wake up immediately, and the two ran out the door.

Seeing those exquisite footprints in the snow, which had been covered by falling snow, Uncle Hao hurriedly explained to Qin Niang, closed the door and took care of the children, then followed the footprints and saw the little figure in the distance, Climbing up the mountain step by step, falling and climbing up again, my two little hands were covered with snow and mud.

But she was still crawling and walking like that, the gray coarse linen clothes were covered with slush, and her whole body was stained with the color of snow.

Such a child, how old is she, she is actually only six years old, watching the tragic death of her father, mother and concubine, and the slaughter of the entire Daqin royal family, she does not cry or make trouble, she is not like a child.

Even as an adult, it is difficult to be so calm and calm after experiencing such a thing.

Uncle Hao followed behind, guarded, and did not chase after him.

The hanging big hand tightly curled up, spreading layers of green vines.

The little figure climbed up to the high place, and then quietly stared at the imperial city.

The cold wind was blowing, making her face icy cold, and the blood on her two drooping hands was mixed with slush, oozing and dripping little by little.

Those bright peach eyes were red again, and the peach color at the end of the eyes was bright and burning.

It seemed to reflect the killing on New Year's Eve again.

The tragic death of the father and mother...

Suddenly, the entire East Palace was engulfed in flames, and the women in palace attire holding glazed cups ignited all the festive bright red gauze and silk curtains in the entire palace.

So resolute, without any hesitation, it was only when his eyes fell on the door of the secret passage in the East Palace that he showed deep reluctance.

It seemed to be saying: "Rao Rao, promise mother and concubine that you must live a good life, forget your identity, be an ordinary person, don't take revenge, don't take revenge, don't live in hatred."

Luang Tian Temple.

The young and handsome man in the prince's python robe knelt on one knee, his long sword supporting his exhausted body. The light yellow prince's python robe was completely soaked and smeared with dark red blood, his abdomen, back, arms, thighs, blood Non-stop flow.

His whole body was in a state of embarrassment, and his face was paler and colorless, but even though he was kneeling like this, his body was still straight, and his back never bent a bit.

With a flash of light, a long sword soaked in blood fell down, and his body was split in two. The dark red blood gushed out instantly, and the head rolled down the steps, but he couldn't rest his eyes until he died. His eyes were fixed on the burning East Palace.

It seems to be saying: "Rao Rao, run, run, run as far as possible, live, must live, forget your identity and be an ordinary person, live well, must live well."

His gaze is hot and obsessive.

"Father..."

"Mother Concubine..."

The ends of the eyes became redder and redder, and the eyeballs were painful, but there were still no tears rolling down, but a layer of darkness appeared, as if to be swallowed by the darkness, the blood was still dripping into the snow at the feet of the curled hands. In color, red became white, and blood stained snow again.

Uncle Hao watched, but finally couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and hugged Rao Rao in his arms.

"Rao Rao, cry! If you can cry now, just cry out."

Rao Rao bit her lip tightly, but she still didn't cry, but big teardrops finally emerged, rolling down from her eye sockets one by one.

Tears blurred her bright peach eyes, but it was hard to blur the burning east palace inside, the mother and concubine engulfed by the sea of ​​flames, the father and king who rolled down the steps of the palace, and the ugly face of beheading her father and king's head. .

"Uncle Hao, father, king and mother concubine would rather die as long as I live well, don't take revenge, don't be ugly by hatred, my heart, but look, look, those bright reds reflect half of the sky, raucous Both eyes are red and red."

Her immature voice, her hoarse voice, carried a hatred that could not be shaken away no matter what.

Uncle Hao heard mist in his eyes, but pressed Rao Rao's shoulder.

The strength is very heavy.

"Rao Rao, you are the most sensible and well-behaved child Uncle Hao has ever seen, your father and mother concubine, they tried their best just to let you escape and live, your life is no longer from that night It is your life alone, it is the life of your father, king and mother.

They only want you to live, live in peace, no matter how much hatred you have in your heart, wishing to cut those rebels into pieces, you can't take this life to fight, you remember, it will always be engraved in your heart , your life will not be yours from now on. "

Rao Rao looked at Uncle Hao, his deep voice and heavy complexion, just like her father, queen, mother and concubine, pressed her shoulder tightly, even though the sound of killing outside was getting closer, but they were looking straight at her .

one word, one sentence...

Let her run, as far away as possible, and forget her identity.

It seemed that the loving faces of father, king and mother concubine appeared in front of my eyes. They smiled and welcomed her to be born into that home. They gave her a heavy voice, let her live a good life, live a good and safe life, don't take revenge, they only want her to live in safety .

"Wow…"

Rao Rao cried, crying loudly, lying in Uncle Hao's arms, the depression that had been suppressed for the past few days finally broke out at this moment, crying hoarsely, her little face flushed even more from crying.

The sallowness of the face was washed by tears, and two lines of teardrops flowed down the cheeks, revealing fair and delicate skin, like creamy jade dew.

This pair of peach-blossom bright eyes, because of crying, the whole eyes are full of peach color, the peach color is dazzling, and the darkness inside is forced to disappear.

The little body trembled non-stop.

Uncle Hao's eyes were full of pity, he hugged Rao Rao and patted her on the back.

cry!cry well!Your father, mother and concubine will watch you in the sky, bless you safe and smooth, free from disaster and pain.

The fluttering goose feather snow covered the big and small mountains. From a distance, it looks like a snowman standing on the mountains.

Qinniang and the two children waited for them for a long time and did not come back. Qinniang was worried and brought the two children to find her. When she heard the crying, her eyes were red.

"mother…"

Yiying and Yisu also pursed their mouths, lying in their mother's arms.

Rao Rao cried for a long time, until the tears in her eyes were red and swollen, and she couldn't cry anymore, until her throat was hoarse, so she stopped crying, let go of Uncle Hao's little hand and wiped her face.

Looking at Qinniang and the two children down the mountain, she was so calm again.

Calm like a pool of stagnant water.

Can't make any waves.

"Rao Rao, let's go down!" Uncle Hao wanted to hold Rao Rao down, but Rao Rao shook his head and took Uncle Hao's hand, "Uncle Hao, how did you get up, how Rao Rao got down, Rao Rao can do it by himself."

Taking small steps, Rao Rao walked down the same path step by step.

she can, she can...

Halfway through the walk, his foot accidentally slipped and he rolled directly down.

"Rao... Rao..."

Uncle Hao's face changed drastically, he shouted in panic, and jumped down quickly.

Qin Niang also shouted, and ran quickly with the two children.

Rao Rao rolled down the mountain, and blood gushed out from her forehead in an instant, blurring her left eye.

She seemed to see those two benevolent faces again, just above the clouds, looking at her benevolently, telling her to live well so that her father, queen, mother and concubine can leave with peace of mind.

From the corner of his eye, a drop of blood and tears fell.

father king...

mother concubine...

(End of this chapter)