Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1613 Can't see children being ruined.

When Zhao Yanqiu went down the stairs, her legs were trembling. She suppressed the fear in her heart and asked tremblingly, "Xiao Jiu, what happened to this? How could this happen?"

Fu Yuejun didn't speak.

She vomited blood one after another, and her voice was already hoarse.

Even if it hadn't been like this, she couldn't say a word.

Whenever she sees these children, her heart trembles. How can she tell the bloody truth again?
Sang Ling also felt uncomfortable, looked at Zhao Yanqiu and the others, but did not speak, walked to the corner of the hall silently, and curled up her body together.

It's like being cut off from the world.

Later, it was Xue Gu who told the story, and clearly saw that the faces of the two women were extremely pale, their eyes widened rapidly, and their lips began to tremble.

Zhao Yanqiu is a wife, and her reaction was more excited than Song Yang's.

If Song Yang hadn't supported her, she would have almost fallen down.

Zhao Yanqiu waved his hands, walked up to those children, and burst into tears.

This noble and unparalleled woman cried so much that she didn't care about her own image at all.

She is the eldest princess of the imperial city. Even though she is reduced to a commoner now, she still has the arrogance of being born in the royal family in her bones, but now, she is crying loudly in front of so many people.

Song Yang also cried softly.

They cried, and the tears that Fu Yuejun finally held back broke the dike again.

The three women embraced each other, like desperadoes who had reached a dead end, embracing each other to keep warm.

"What should we do with these children? Can we find their family members?" Zhao Yanqiu asked Fu Yuejun with red and swollen eyes. She almost didn't dare to turn to look, for fear that if she saw it, her heart would be cut like a knife again.

But even if she didn't look at it, she didn't feel much better.

Fu Yuejun said hoarsely: "Their parents are not from Jinzhong, so where can they find them?"

"Cremate them, and then respectfully ask the monks to chant scriptures and pray for them, and lead them to the Land of Paradise." Fu Yuejun took Xue Gu's hand and stood up from the ground.

But her legs were numb from sitting on her knees for too long.

Gu Xuanwu found an open place, piled up firewood, placed the more than 1000 babies neatly on it, and then handed the torch to Fu Yuejun.

Fu Yuejun took the torch, and a look of unbearableness flashed across his eyes.

She couldn't bear to look at it, gritted her teeth, and threw the torch cruelly over. The flames ignited the whole pile of firewood all at once, burning blazingly, and the surrounding flames burst into the sky.

The pungent burning smell spread over, filling everyone's nose.

The eye sockets of Fu Yuejun, Sang Ling, Zhao Yanqiu, Song Yang, Gu Xuanwu, and the soldiers who transported the children down the mountain were all moist.

At the beginning, they held their heads up and held back their tears.

But the fire was getting bigger and bigger, the stench was getting heavier, and there was a crackling sound, and the tears in the eyes of several people fell down like beads with a broken thread.

unstoppable.

Fu Yuejun lost a child in her previous life, so she cherishes the little life very much.

She is indeed a believer in cutting weeds and eradicating roots, but if she encounters those with three-year-old children in their families, she will let those children go, and find a good family to resettle them well.

Even if they will seek revenge on her when they grow up, and she will die at the hands of those children, it will be considered cause and effect.

But she can't see the child being ruined.

Especially dying so badly.

(End of this chapter)