The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 10 She is a refugee
It is unknown what Jiang Wenqing was thinking when facing the marriage bestowed by the late emperor. In any case, I heard that he did not refuse. Even when the late emperor asked him if he had a lover, he shook his head firmly and never mentioned Lin Yirou. He directly responded to the late emperor's order and married Gongshu Tingyue.

But he did not cut off contact with Lin Yirou. Instead, he continued to coax and deceive her. Most of the money for redemption was paid by Lin Yirou herself. Jiang Wenqing placed her in a shabby courtyard, and he and Gongshu Tingyue gave birth to Lin Mowan and Jiang Ruixue two months apart.

He often promised that he would take Lin Yirou back home after he stabilized Gongshu Tingyue, but he did not fulfill his promise until Lin Yirou was raped to death by people arranged by Gongshu Tingyue.

Lin Mowan still can't forget it. It was snowing heavily that night. The ten-year-old girl crawled out from the pile of tattered baskets, took off her little jacket and covered her mother with it. The blood under her mother's body dyed the innocent ground red.

Her mother was still breathing, so she wrapped her mother tightly in her little jacket and cried until her whole body was shaking, but she tried to suppress her voice, for fear that those people would come back.

Lin Yirou just looked at her. Her body, which had been tortured to the point of unconsciousness, was unable to respond to Lin Mowan's helpless crying. She couldn't even raise her hand to wipe her tears or speak to comfort her. There was heartache and regret in her eyes.

Perhaps at that moment, she also thought that if she had been a little more ruthless and sober, listened carefully to Aunt Hong, ignored Jiang Wenqing's sweet words, and took Lin Mowan away, would this day not have happened?

Unfortunately, no if...

Later, the snow covered the ground with a thick layer, but Lin Mowan did not dare to stay for a moment and knocked on doors from house to house for help. However, at that time, the new emperor had just ascended the throne and the entire Rong Kingdom was not peaceful, especially Sheng'an, which was in chaos. No one dared to come out to help at night.

She kowtowed from house to house, her head was bruised, her voice was hoarse, and her hands were red, swollen and numb from the cold, but she couldn't find anyone to help her. Only a kind-hearted person took pity on her and gave her a few steamed buns.

But at that time, Lin Yirou couldn't even drink water, let alone eat anything. Lin Mowan could only leave and return again and again. She once tried to carry her mother on her back.

But it was impossible. She was too thin. Not only could she not be carried, but even if she was dragged, she couldn't move at all.

She was cold and scared until she saw a magnificent carriage passing by. She ran after it, shouting, running, falling, scraping her hands and knees, falling all over, getting hurt, standing up, running, and falling again...

This was repeated several times, and when she was almost exhausted and could not keep up, the carriage stopped in front of a majestic gate not far away.

The person who got out of the carriage, wearing a warm coat and holding a girl of about her age in her arms, and a woman in gorgeous clothes got out of the carriage one after another.

The servants held umbrellas respectfully and carefully at their sides, fearing that the snowflakes would fall on their masters' shoulders.

Lin Mowan recognized at a glance that the man holding the little girl was her father who only visited them once every few months.

At that time, she didn't know what this meant. She only knew that her father was very busy and only came once in a long time. Every time he came, he was in a hurry and had to leave after a short stay.

She once asked her mother if her father didn't like them, so he never stayed for a while every time he came. At that time, her mother just hugged her, hiding the sadness in her eyes and coaxed her softly, "No, Dad loves Wanwan the most. He is just too busy."

But at this moment, she vaguely realized that perhaps her father was not just her own. However, in order to save her mother, the young Lin Mowan hesitated for only a second, and then rushed forward desperately, shouting in a hoarse voice over and over again, "Daddy, save Mom, Mom is dying."

But she will never forget that when Jiang Wenqing heard the noise and turned to look at her, his eyes were just slightly shocked and quickly returned to normal, as if he was looking at a stranger, so cold that even Lin Mowan even doubted whether she had really recognized the wrong person.

When Gongshu Tingyue beside him looked at Jiang Wenqing suspiciously and asked about the situation, he just said lightly: "I don't know him. I don't know where this wild child came from. It's snowing heavily recently. I guess he was hit by a disaster and is fleeing. Just give him some change to get rid of him." After he said that, he didn't even turn his head back, holding Jiang Ruixue in one hand and holding a windmill in the other hand to cheer her up, and walked all the way into the mansion. Because of Lin Mowan's endless crying, the servants who caught her were annoyed, and they picked up the already thin girl and threw her to the ground.

She was very sad, thinking it was because he went to the small courtyard to see them yesterday. When he left, she pulled his clothes and asked him for a string of candied haws. The girl of the aunt next door had one, and she brought it to her to show off, saying that her father bought it for her. She also wanted her father to buy it for her.

But he angrily shook off her hand and left. She didn't know that her mother had quarreled with her father again over the issue of status. She just felt that she had angered her father by asking him for candied haws.

She was very hurt and blamed herself, thinking that she had harmed her mother. If she had not asked him for candied haws, would he have gone to see his mother?

She thought she was going to die, but fortunately she fell on the snow, which provided some cushioning and saved her life. The two men kicked her hard again, and when they were sure that she would not be able to get up in a short time, they stopped pestering her and threw the change in their hands in her face like they were rewarding a beggar, then turned around and entered the mansion.

Looking at the tightly closed door, she took a long time to calm down before she tremblingly got up from the ground. Warm liquid flowed down her head and all over her face, and even her vision was covered with a layer of blood mist.

She still took the money on the ground, thinking that with the money she could find a doctor to treat her mother's injuries. She went to knock on the doors one by one. It was obvious that even though she was a little girl with a bleeding head, they all seemed to realize that the other party was being sought for revenge. In this time when everyone was in danger, they all waved their hands and said that they would not see patients at night and asked her to go during the day.

When Lin Mowan stumbled back to the alley in a trance again, her mother's body was already covered with a thin layer of fallen snow. With trembling hands, she carefully swept the snow off her mother's body. Every time she swept, the snow turned redder, and she couldn't tell whether it was her own blood or her mother's.

But even after she finished sweeping the snow, her mother's body was still very cold, colder than the snowflakes. She stared with her pupils dilated and stiff.

She lay on her mother's cold body, trembling and crying uncontrollably, whispering over and over again: "Mother, Wanwan doesn't want candied haws anymore, she only wants mother and brother. Wanwan knows she was wrong, Wanwan is in so much pain, so scared."

But there is no temperature, and no response...

That night, her mother died, and her long-awaited brother also died.

What she didn't expect was that the men came back again. She was grabbed by the arm and led up from the ground. She vaguely heard someone say, "I thought there was a little one."

……

Silent night.

The huge and real fear made Lin Mowan suddenly wake up on the bed in Feiqingyuan. She clenched her hands tightly, sweating profusely, and her rapid breathing and terrified eyes made her unable to tell whether she was in a dream or reality.

It was not until she was breathing heavily and heard a gentle and familiar call in her ear: "Girl, girl?" that Lin Mowan slowly came back to her senses. She turned her head hesitantly, and her pale face scared Yuzhi beside her so much that she choked involuntarily.

She held Lin Mowan's hand worriedly. Her hand had turned white from being squeezed by Lin Mowan, but she had no intention of pulling it out. Her eyes were filled with distress. "The girl is having a nightmare again."

Lin Mowan was panting, as if she had not yet recovered from the shock. She struggled to stand up, and Yuzhi quickly placed a soft pillow behind her. She felt as if her body was pressed under a huge rock, and she felt very weak.

(End of this chapter)