After feeding the exiled criminals, she was forced to reveal herself

Chapter 154: Easily change the heart of an old friend

Life is both long and short.

When her mother was alive, she always felt that there was still a long time to come, and there were still years and years to come.

No one would have expected that the fate between mother and daughter would last only three years.

After Zhang's mother was stunned, footsteps came from outside the cabin door. She followed the sound and saw her husband Zhang's father coming back from outside. She quickly forgot to answer what her daughter had just said and got up to greet her.

"You've been outside for a long time. Are you feeling cold?"

Father Zhang took the hot tea brought by his wife and walked slowly over with warm hands. When he saw his only daughter Zhang leaning against the window and looking at the scenery, he smiled gently: "Why is Fuqing so quiet today?"

"She knew she was going to Beijing this time, so she learned how to be a lady in advance." Mother Zhang joked with a smile.

Mrs. Zhang turned around and looked at the couple, her eyes filled with sadness.

She once thought that their young couple had great affection, but unfortunately people's hearts are the most fickle.

The beauty is as beautiful as flowers, and there are so many beloved ones who never forget their original intentions.

Zhang only glanced at it for a few times, and then turned her gaze to the rippling river outside the window. In her ears, she could hear the clichéd dreams that she had talked about countless times. The love between her parents before they came to Beijing, and later her return to the Boyuan Marquis Mansion could remind her of it. There are not many pictures anymore.

After her mother passed away, I wonder if she missed her too much. In the early years, she often dreamed of returning to this boat, and she also tried hard to tell her mother in her dreams not to go to the capital.

Under the high walls of red tiles, there is no grudge between husband and wife, only the rules of the house that cannot be broken away, and some are just endless tears and disappointment.

The children of businessmen were brought into the Hou Mansion like an original sin by Zhang Mu, who knew nothing about the life of the powerful.

The warmth and comfort of a man when he was lonely, like an epiphyllum, bloomed in Zhang's mother's heart for a lifetime. It was not until her death that she finally let go of her obsession and sighed.

The cold and thin hand grasped her daughter's hand powerlessly.

"I wish Fu Qing you could meet a good man with love and righteousness."

The last words on his deathbed are the deepest blessings from a mother.

pity.

She, a child without her own mother to protect her, did not deserve to have such a precious thing.

The person who cared most about her well-being was gone forever.

Tu Hua, who turned into a blue butterfly, stopped at the window and watched Mrs. Zhang crying peacefully and silently in her own dream.

Beside him, Zhang's father was chatting with Zhang's mother about the good life after returning to the Hou Mansion, with smiles on his face as they talked.

Tu Hua looked at Mrs. Zhang and felt a little sad for some reason.

The green-white slender fingers gently stretched out in front of her, "Where did your little butterfly come from? I've never seen it in my dreams before." Ms. Zhang muttered, with a curious look on her face, "Could it be that this dream is different?"

Tu Hua raised her eyes and saw Mrs. Zhang's tearful eyes, filled with a faint smile.

A sense of sadness rose from the bottom of Tu Hua's heart.

The world around us is getting colder!

Tuhua's wings hadn't even fluttered twice when a few cold snowflakes fell on her body. Her wings trembled twice and she looked up.

Snowing?
Lowering his head again, the dream in front of him changed again.

On a snowy day, velvet flutters and white falls fall all over the ground.

She saw a tall girl in thin clothes kneeling in front of the three stone steps, kowtowing to the closed door and begging.

"My mother's condition is critical. I beg my father for mercy. Please allow Fu Qing to go outside and ask a doctor for diagnosis and treatment!"

White snow fell on Zhang's thin body one after another. The round and red oval face that Tuhua had seen before was still frighteningly thin at this moment.

It’s so cold!

Tu Hua shivered from the cold in Zhang's dream, pulled out another wrestling card and threw it to the ground...

White mist rises. A thick-furred snow fox jumped out from inside, wagging its fluffy tail and walked to a place not far from Zhang and lay down.

This should be a few years after Zhang returned to the Hou Mansion, Tu Hua thought to herself.

The girl waiting anxiously for sesame cakes along the river suddenly became a young woman enduring humiliation and kneeling down to beg her father to save her mother.

Protected by fox fur, Tuhua finally felt a little warmth for the first time in a long time.

It snows in winter, which is already cold.

Zhang's field of consciousness was cold. Tu Hua, who had a double cooling effect, looked at the door that had been closed for a long time on the stone steps, and then turned to look at Zhang, who kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

There is bright red color oozing out from the forehead, knees, and elbows, which is extremely dazzling in the white sky.
The girl's voice was choked and hoarse, and Tu Hua couldn't listen anymore.

A row of paw prints gradually left on the snow.

Mrs. Zhang kowtowed for a long time and her tears dried up. Suddenly she felt a warmth wrapping around her body.

She raised her body in surprise and found a beautiful adult snow fox hugging her from behind.

The long fur on the snow fox brought a long-lost warmth and protected her from the cold in the ice and snow.

The girl froze for a long time, and Tu Hua finally felt a pair of slender arms timidly stretch out to her body, holding her in his arms.

The beautiful fox fur was wet with tears.

Tu Hua stayed with Zhang Fuqing during Zhang's youth, and stayed with Zhang Fuqing who was exhausted both physically and mentally.

One person and one fox, cuddling together in the snow.

After an unknown amount of time, Tu Hua finally felt that Zhang's cold hands seemed to be getting warmer.

Suddenly a cold male voice came from the door:

"Since she doesn't want to live! Then go die! Get out of here too!"

Tu Hua frowned, turning her head in Zhang's arms to look back, and found that the light in the girl's eyes was unusually calm and dark.

Zhang, who was slightly "awakened" from his dream, had just recognized the dream clearly when a beautiful snow fox appeared in his arms. He was surprised to hear a familiar curse falling from above his head.

With an expressionless expression, he stretched his stiff legs, stood up against the cold snow, turned around and walked out without saying a word.

Zhang had done this smooth movement without any stagnation many times in her dreams, but this time, she took seven or eight steps and suddenly stopped.

A look of confusion appeared on the weak and beautiful face.

Tu Hua vigorously shook off the snow falling on her body in front of her, swaying her fluffy tail and followed her.

Surprise flashed across Zhang's face, but she couldn't tell where this strange thought came from. She looked at Xue Hu, who accompanied her back to the cold and remote courtyard of Boyuan Hou Mansion.

The girl's thin body staggered into the room.

Tu Hua shook off the snowflakes that had fallen on her body along the way, and squatted under the corridor of the small courtyard. Behind her was the last scene of her mother and daughter.

Mother's warning is like a lullaby by the bedside when a newborn is ignorant.

Zhang's low sobs gradually came out.

Every sound was so depressing that it was hard to calm down. Even Zhang, who had returned to this dream several times, could not restrain the silent sobs.

Tu Hua really didn't know how to go in and comfort people at this time.

The system kept reminding her that nothing could be changed in the dream, it was all fake and just an empty illusion.

"It's fake, it makes people feel so uncomfortable."

Her black fox eyes stared at the white snow falling in the sky.

He stuck out his tongue to catch a few cold snowflakes and couldn't help but curse:
"It's so fucking cold today."