Marry the first wife

On paper it sounds shallow.

Some things are not as painful as experiencing them in person.

"Thank you!"

After saying these words, Fu Yao turned around and left without any nostalgia. She really didn't know how to face everything now.

When everyone in General Jingyuan's Mansion encountered this situation before, Fu Yao was also sad but more at a loss for the future.

But now, the pain in my heart is far more painful than the confusion about the future.

The third brother is dead.

Falling off a cliff and dying, these words came into view clearly.

The world will not stop just because a person disappears. On the contrary, it will continue to do what it should do as if nothing has happened.

When Fu Yao woke up again the next morning, the sky was bright and the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on her face.

Fu Yao woke up in a daze and subconsciously wiped the dry tears on her face, looking at the source of the sun with her red and swollen eyes.

There was a feeling of confusion in her heart. The sunshine had come from somewhere, but she had no way back.

It was too big to go to Beijing, so she walked for half an hour before reaching the execution ground.

It was a matter of national importance, and many people were already waiting on the street. Everyone present was watching the prison car driving towards the prison yard.

The sun at noon is particularly bright, shining warmly on people.

The aunties present were holding baskets in their hands, which contained rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, and countless rotten things.

There was a circle of people around, and from the moment the Fu family appeared in front of everyone, those rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves all moved towards them.

What's more, sewage was poured over it, and an unspeakable smell filled the air.

Fu Yao just looked at the rest of the Fu family quietly, her heart was calm, and her heart had already become stagnant.

She was helpless when it came to the Fu family, and this deep feeling of powerlessness struck a chord in her heart.

Kneeling on the guillotine were Mrs. Xie, Mrs. Fu, and her father, whom she had not seen for a long time.

For a moment, Fu Yao felt unspeakably sad. She thought she would feel sad, but she was not.

The pleasure outweighs the discomfort.

A long time ago, when her biological mother was still alive, she was full of admiration and expectation for her father. In her mother's words, her father's figure had always been unparalleled and majestic.

Only after seeing it with her own eyes did she realize that what her mother said was different from what she saw.

Not to mention the grandmother. Before she entered the capital, she was her grandmother's exclusive little maid, but after entering the capital, she was an abandoned child.

She had a lot of expectations for her closest relatives, but these expectations disappeared in the passing of day after day.

Sighing silently, Fu Yao looked up at the woman who was so proud and refused to lower her head and was now covered in dirt. Fu Yao suddenly remembered how she had been living under her hands all these years.

A child who has just lost his biological mother is afraid of his new stepmother but has no ill intentions.

It was snowing heavily in winter, and Mrs. Xie kindly taught her the rules and made her kneel in the snow and suffer a lot.

She was allowed to be bullied by several other brothers and sisters openly and secretly, and even An and the maids in the courtyard could bully her at will.

Didn't she resist?

Just, is it useful?

The effect was very obvious. Thousands of people said that a big girl like her was not easy to bully, which was why Anheyuan had the undisciplined appearance of the past.     Some things are not things that we don’t want to do but that we can’t.

Outside, she always acted as if she didn't exist as a person. No one knew better than her how difficult it was to make a life under the hands of her stepmother.

Fu Yao looked at the Fu family members without changing her expression as they were led to the guillotine. The person standing at the scene at this moment was not her.

She was not the eldest girl of the Fu family. The demon in her mind was infinitely magnified and finally filled all her sensitive nerves.

The elders walked in front, followed closely by Fu Fang, Fu Weiqian and the juniors.

And the 'Fu Yao' who had thrown herself into a trap was placed at the end, her pupils shrank suddenly, and Fu Yao's eyes followed that Fu Yao.

Tears poured down her face without her knowing it, and she froze in place.

In an instant, the person was startled and then walked forward.

At this moment, emotion defeated reason and had the absolute upper hand.

However, there were too many people blocking the road ahead. No matter how hard Fu Yao rushed forward, she could not move forward.

'Fake' Fu Yao also looked down as if unintentionally, looking back and forth at everyone, with a round face that showed no fear of a dying person.

Instead, it’s more about expectation, as if you’re looking for someone?

The two people's eyes met in the air, and Fu Yao saw Gu Yu silently shaking her head towards her, and said something silently with a slight squirm at the corner of her mouth!

She had never and dared not think that the person who died for her to keep her alive turned out to be: Guyu.

This is something no one expected.

After realizing what Gu Yu wanted to express, she stopped rushing forward.

On the contrary, he quietly took a few steps back while the people around him were not resting, until he was completely hidden from everyone's sight.

Fu Yao looked up, her whole body was shaking, but it was not as painful as the pain in her heart.

Guyu's eyes that brightened suddenly did not stay on his girl for a long time. After realizing that the eldest girl had left the sight of everyone, she smiled contentedly.

"Do you think that girl is stupid, and she is still laughing even when she is about to die?" A person made a puzzled voice.

Another person said: "Who knows? Maybe he feels that his retribution has come to an end and God has opened his eyes."

Fu Yao listened quietly to the side, listening to the two people in front of her saying that Gu Yu was a silly girl.

Isn't she just a silly girl?

That day, she asked Gu Yu to leave first so that she could live well and live happily. Who knew that this silly girl would actually fall into a trap?

He even took it upon himself to die for her.

Fu Yao just wanted to ask: Who agreed?

She didn't even have a good discussion with her master. Maybe both of them could survive?

Why must we advocate for ourselves?

why?

If she had known this, Fu Yao would rather that the person who died today was herself instead of Gu Yu, who was kneeling in prison clothes at the execution ground. She only wished that that person was herself.

Mrs. Xie's eyes were fixed on a certain place below, and she slightly raised the corners of her lips as she looked at the child who had grown up in a day.

There was more love in her eyes, and she wanted to see her child a few more times.

If I don’t take advantage of today to take a few more looks, I’ll never see it again.

Fu Yu, who was thin, looked at Mrs. Xie with blurry eyes and raised her hands to cover her mouth, refusing to make any sound.

The situation was urgent that day, so Mrs. Xie hurriedly hid her and sent her away from General Jingyuan's Mansion. No one thought that meeting her again would be like this.

"Mother······"