After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 206 Even the fiancee can't protect

Zhou Xianyuan glanced at the concentric knot on his waist again, and his brows that were originally twisted into the word Sichuan quietly relaxed.

It seemed that all the troubles I had encountered recently were resolved by the sympathetic knot sent by the girl, and my fighting spirit was rekindled.

There was tenderness and caution on his face, when he faced Murong Jiuli, it was like he was facing a fragile jewel, lest he would frighten her if he made a loud voice.

So he tried to make his tone more gentle and soft: "Jiumei, this is the first gift you gave me, and I will cherish it!"

Murong Jiuli frowned.

In the depths of the pupils, they were bleak, cold and emotionless.

To this day, she still remembers what happened when she was nine years old.

Ever since her mother died young, her aunt, Xiao Zhang, was helped by her father. From an aunt, she became her own stepmother. She also gave birth to a younger sister, Murong Xiangxue, and two younger brothers. No one dared to mention the fact that she was once the concubine's sister of the original wife.

Xiao Zhang treats her very well on the surface, and puts her first in everything, but in fact, he runs on her very badly behind the scenes. The grievances she suffered when she was young can't be written on ten blank sheets of paper!
How could she swallow this breath, complained to her father several times, but all ended without a problem, and was even reprimanded by her father several times, scolding her for disrespecting her mother and disrespecting her elders, and being a white-eyed wolf without filial piety.

At a young age, she wandered around the Prime Minister's residence like a ghost.

During the holidays, watching Xiao Zhang and his father and family being intimate, but the daughter born to her original spouse, on the contrary, seemed like an outsider who was ignored, and she could only secretly roll tears and all kinds of sadness and grievances. Write a letter to tell Zhou Xianyuan.

At that time, she felt that Zhou Xianyuan was her salvation, the only person who could help her.

In the letter, he encouraged her to study hard and ignore the neglect and suppression of others. He said that people are like trees, the more they are suppressed, the more they can grow into towering trees; She, the one who loves her, even promised to come to Xiangfu to take her out for an outing next year when the flowers bloom, and to give her a little orange kitten that she has always wanted.

She regards those letters as treasures, and even before going to bed at night, she secretly lights a candle and reads them word by word, as if her life will be better every time she reads them, and as long as she sleeps with these letter papers, the long night can be overcome. Countless sweet dreams are filled.

Unfortunately, she couldn't wait until the next spring.

That winter, Xiao Zhang became pregnant again.

Daddy was overjoyed and rewarded the servants in the mansion generously. For a while, everyone in the mansion praised Xiao Zhang for being more kind and gentle than the old lady, and treated them very well and generously.

My mother's tombstone and tablet were dusty.

And her father was caressing Xiao Zhang's pregnant belly in the warm pavilion, lovingly discussing what kind of name should be chosen so as to fully express their blessings for the youngest son.

Murong Xiangxue was only eight years old that year, surrounded by women and maidservants, wearing an expensive ermine fur cloak, and a pair of small sheepskin boots with staggered patterns, pointing to her nose with a smile, and said in a childish voice——

Sister is so redundant, it would be great if there is no sister in the house, I don't like sister, both father and mother despise her as an eyesore!

From that moment on, she knew that the human heart can be colder than the frozen water in nine cold days.

She hates her father and aunt, her hypocritical grandfather, her indifferent grandmother, she hates everyone in this mansion!

That afternoon, my father and Mrs. Zhang went to the ancestral hall to pay homage to the ancestors, and asked them to bless the child in Mrs. Zhang's belly.

She stood outside the ancestral hall, sent away all the maids and mothers, locked the gate of the ancestral hall, and set fire to it.

She watched the raging flames soaring into the sky, and heard the screams of the dog and man in the ancestral hall, and laughed happily.

That was the happiest day for her since her mother left.

Unfortunately, the fire failed to kill the couple.

The patrolling guards arrived in time and quickly extinguished the fire.

The child in Xiao Zhang's stomach was gone. Both her and her father's legs were broken by the collapsed beams. The two of them are now disabled, and their father's future is also ruined. They can only live in wheelchairs.

She regretted not being able to burn them to death, but she was glad that their lives would be worse than death.

That night, my grandfather was furious.

She was severely beaten and made to kneel on the green bricks in the yard.

Grandpa pointed to the burnt ancestral tablet, pointed to the crying and howling of Daddy and Xiao Zhang from the other wall, and called her a little devil who came to take revenge, called her unworthy of the surname Murong, and said that when she was just born, she should have drowned.

Later, the grandfather took the people away.

The courtyard was dark and gloomy, and the two lanterns hanging under the eaves gave off a pale halo, reflecting countless falling snowflakes. She was covered in blood, and the blood dyed the thin layer of snow covered by the blue bricks into bright red. She knelt My knees hurt, and I didn't even feel cold in the middle of the night.

Supporting her precarious body, she gritted her teeth and refused to fall down.

She was thinking of Zhou Xianyuan, thinking of marrying into the East Palace in the future, so she wouldn't have to suffer here anymore.

Her frozen blue lips trembled, she hugged her slender body tightly, and kept chanting the name "Brother Xianyuan", like a little girl who was on the verge of freezing to death and lit a match.

That night, the belief in marrying Zhou Xianyuan was like the scorching sun, forcing her to survive the snowy night.

The next day, seeing that she was not dead, my grandfather ordered her to be sent to Xuanqing Temple hundreds of miles away.

She didn't want to go, but no matter how much she cried and screamed in the mansion, grandfather still refused to let go.

She bribed the maidservant to carry a letter to the East Palace for her, and finally hoped for Zhou Xianyuan on the day of her departure.

At that time, when I was young, I thought that the crown prince was extremely honorable, and even the prime minister's grandfather had to listen to the prince's words.

She thought that it would be easy for Zhou Xianyuan to keep her.

however……

Zhou Xianyuan, who was only 15 years old, was so weak and immature in front of his grandfather.

He couldn't even convince his grandfather!

She was stuffed into the carriage by the mother-in-law and sent to Xuanqing Temple without any explanation.

She leaned helplessly on the window sill and looked back. Zhou Xianyuan ran after her anxiously, and was gradually thrown far away until she completely disappeared from sight.

Nails pierced palms.

She let the blood stain her sleeves red, unable to feel the pain at all.

She can't see Shangjing next spring.

Zhou Xianyuan was simply lying to her when he went out for a spring outing and released paper kites, and when he gave her an orange kitten!
Since you can't do it, then don't open your mouth to promise!

At that moment, she hated Xiangfu, Shangjing, and Zhou Xianyuan.

At that moment, she hated the weak and cowardly, the unarmed, and the incompetent!

He can't even protect his fiancée. What right does this kind of man have to exist in this world?

(End of this chapter)