Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 18 Flooding
Rotten eggs, as well as broken shoes, kept floating on the water surface around Ximo, one side was chased away by the water waves, but on the other side, new eggs and new broken shoes continued to fly and fall, as if, never It will stop.

The stone she wanted was never given to her, and the bamboo pig cage carried her body and swirled non-stop on the Qijiang River, but she couldn't float away because of the obstruction of the two wooden sticks.

She lowered her head mournfully, her wish for death was still not fulfilled.

The sun gradually faded from the shattered surface of the river. It was obviously such a hot summer, but when night came, the bone-chilling chill in the water quickly swallowed her consciousness.

Ximo fell asleep from exhaustion, and the pig cage was her little shelter.

I really want to sleep like this and never wake up again.

But Xiyao's voice came from my ear, "Sister, wake up, sister, wake up."

Opening her eyes weakly, in the dark night, the shore is brightly lit, just for those who are still guarding her, she raised her head softly, "Xiyao, hurry up, don't come, don't come to such a place. "

"Sister, mother said, as long as you tell who that man is, the elders will let you go." Xi Yao said words that were extremely inconsistent with his age, but his eyes were eager.

Ximo swept across his small body, a red mark was faintly visible on her clean little face, she really wanted to reach out and caress the wound on Xiyao's face, but her hands were tightly tied to the bamboo pig. Unable to move on the cage, he asked softly in a hoarse voice, "Does it hurt?"

Seeing Ximo staring at the red mark on her face, Xiyao stubbornly shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, I just want to see my sister."

That short sentence revealed everything about him, the red mark was finally for her.

With a warm heart, everything is worth it, "Xiyao, go back, from now on, you must be filial to your father and mother, and forget about your sister." Her throat was choked up, and after saying these intermittently, Ximo could no longer speak idioms.

"I don't want to go back, sister, tell me, who is that man? I want to kill him." Xiyao's eyes were full of hatred, and that hatred made Ximo's heart tremble. In this world, there is finally one person who believes She didn't want to.

But it never occurred to her that it was Xi Yao who was only eight years old.

Closing her eyes, she no longer had the courage to look at Xi Yao again, "Go, sister is tired."

Xiyao didn't leave, but couldn't stand the boy from the Lan Mansion who was waiting at the side. When he finally left, the night was as dark as water, and there was a stench in his ears and nose, and a strand of hair fell from his forehead wetly. She closed her eyes, and she didn't know how long she would be immersed in this water, but she already knew that she still couldn't die.

Everyone in Qicheng seems to want her to give birth, and they seem to like to see her in a mess at the moment, and even throw all kinds of dirt with the crowd to humiliate her.

Life is worse than death, but that's it.

Gradually, her heart became calm, and she could only close her eyes and put everything out of her body.

Out of sight, pure.

For three days and three nights, Xiyao never came again, neither did mother, nor did father.

She is now a disgrace to the Lan Mansion, no one in the Lan Mansion wants to see her, and the people in the Lan Mansion even joined the ranks of throwing broken shoes, as if this is the only way to prove the innocence of other people in the mansion.

She is not a fish, but like a fish, she ate the pot of soup in Lanfu.

(End of this chapter)