Her Heartless Evil Man

The snow is still silent, only the beauty of snowflakes falling. In this fairy tale world, my dream is broken again.

"Princess, get on the horse, ride first, wait for the carriage to arrive, and then change to the carriage." Bayar looked at me expressionless.

I looked back at him. He was Mrs. nine's brother and Mrs. nine's brother. I didn't think he would embarrass me.

I took the reins in his hand, stepped on the stirrup, turned over and got on the horse. Accidentally, I hurt the arrow on my arm. I bit my lip as if nothing had happened, "let's go."

The snow is getting heavier and heavier. It falls in the wind. There is no mirror. I imagine my white hair. The situation must be funny, lovely and innocent.

I ride fast. The sooner I have to deal with the things I have to face, the sooner I can solve them. Otherwise, many things will be more difficult to deal with.

No one asked me where I was going, and no one asked me why I came back with them on the way, but they closely surrounded my horse in the middle, fearing that I would be intercepted, and guarded me carefully.

Do they really think I'm lost and in the wrong direction?

Funny questions, unusual answers, I can't say, they don't ask, they know it.

After riding for a whole morning, the snow stopped and the sun slanted on the earth.

There was a trace of people in front. Bayar took the reins, hugged me and said, "princess, it's cold. I'd better change the carriage."

I looked ahead, and sure enough, the carriage and dozens of bodyguards welcoming me back arrived.

What a pomp. Is it really so important for me to chase me with such a great momentum?

I laughed wildly, laughing at turdan's self righteous, laughing at his ruthlessness but pretending to be affectionate.

"No need." I want the feeling of riding. Even if it's cold, I have the pleasure of freedom. I walk by snow and day by day. After today, I go back to baruchi, and my freedom will no longer be.

"Then eat something before you go." Bayar was polite and polite, which made me wonder if I really didn't escape but got lost.

But no, I was on the run last night. After walking all night, I still took the wrong move.

"I'm not hungry. Let's go."

"Oh."

As soon as Bayar waved his hand, all the people had to go with me. If I didn't eat, they couldn't eat. Suddenly, they were sad and couldn't impose their happiness and anger on others. This is not my original intention.

"I want to drink water." that's all right, and the guards won't be hungry because of me.

Waving again, everyone stopped. On the carriage, someone brought out warm milk tea and handed it to me. Take it in your hand and smell the aroma of milk tea. The familiar feeling is diffuse in your heart. You can't escape everything.

A lot of pain and hate really want to dust it in the bottom of my heart, but it doesn't fulfill your intention. It always unknowingly pulls your scars and makes my heart more sad and helpless.

"Princess, your wound is bleeding."

After drinking all the milk tea in my hand, I bowed my head and found the arrow wound torn as soon as I got on the horse. At the moment, the blood has penetrated my sleeves. I didn't feel it all morning. It turned out that the injury on the arm was nothing compared with the pain at the bottom of my heart.

Think of the bottle of medicine given to me by bosom turdan. Add some more. I'm afraid it will be more and more slow on such a cold day.

He rolled up his sleeves and sprinkled the powder on the wound again. The wound was red and swollen. He was too careless. I took a piece of white cloth from the bodyguard and wrapped my arms in circles. I don't want these smelly men to do it.

On the other horse, the dog who had been chasing me barked hard. I looked back at it in surprise. It stretched its neck and sniffed in my direction, as if I had something good here, but there was no food. I didn't even drink the milk tea.

I was a little upset. It was it that chased me back. I hated it. I didn't want to hear its voice.

"Strangle it." for the first time, I wanted to end an animal's life.

"This..."

"Strangle it for me." since they still give me the courtesy of the princess, why don't I take advantage of it.

I'm cruel. I have a knot. I just want the dog to untie it for me.

"This..." the bodyguard holding the dog continued to hesitate.

"Princess, this is Khan's favorite dog. This..." Bayar respectfully explained to me.

"Strangle it." I lost my freedom because of it. At this moment, I just want it to die. I want it to be buried with my broken heart.

Bayar waved his hand and threw a rope to the guard. The guard seemed to make a circle of the rope slowly, and really wanted to strangle it with the rope.

The dog didn't seem to know that its upcoming fate was to meet the arrival of death. Wu Zi still shouted in my direction. I suddenly wondered why it was just now and why it didn't bark so loudly all the way.

What's wrong? I still have a special smell on my body. I sniffed around carefully. Sure enough, a faint smell like mint hit my nose. Remember, it's this bottle of Jinchuang medicine that I just used and turdan gave me.

In a trance, everything was clear. It turned out that it was this medicine. Then the culprit of all this was not others, but turdan.

Medicine and dog are just two props he uses.

When I was sober, I found that I had thousands of calculations, but he still calculated it. The devil was one foot high and the Tao was ten feet high. I was still defeated by turdan.

The barking of the dog was still ringing in my ears, but it was getting lower and lower. I suddenly woke up, "stop." the dog, it was innocent.

The bodyguard immediately hugged the dog in his arms before my aftersound fell, as if a kind of Lost Joy rippled on his face. It turned out that people and animals also have feelings.

Thinking of my Xueer, I was wrong. I shouldn't revenge my helplessness on the poor dog. I never knew I could be so cruel. I almost killed the dog by mistake.

I looked back at the dog and looked at the world lifelessly. I felt sad. That's the feeling that life and death are manipulated by people.

"Let's go." he didn't look back, but he was ashamed of his cruelty.

……

Goodbye to balussi, I saw those yurts I used to be familiar with. It was only one night, but it seemed like another world. My state of mind had changed, and everything had changed.

The bodyguard directly sent me back to my Luoxuan Pavilion. The high wall and the red brick and green tile roof were covered with thick snow. When I came back and stepped into the threshold, I knew clearly that the bird did not escape from its cage after all.

The gauze tent, the warm Kang, everything is like yesterday, but less if Qing, and tanaren is gone.

I was served by two strange maids. I was lazy and even had no desire to speak. When I came back here, my heart was as still as water.

"Princess, take a bath."

As if nothing had happened, they still called me princess. Was this turdan's order? I can't help but feel sad. Even if he was hurt so badly, he didn't forget to hold me in his palm. He must know everything about me. He didn't abolish the title of my princess and give me the same respect. Then what kind of mentality will I face him in the future.

I like to soak myself in the water when every night comes and release my fatigue with the steaming heat. Anyway, I can only live humbly under the shadow of turdan. I still have my mother. I can't give up the world, even if the road ahead is dark.

Always believe that as long as I work hard, I will find my own light.

The maid's words are very few. Unless necessary, my room is silent. Even Xueer always hides in the corner and doesn't bother me. She also knows my worry.

My memory often goes back to the jungle of that day. When he was killed and shot, turdan saw his dark face and his faint breath. I don't know whether his poison has been relieved or whether his injury has healed.

No one told me, and I never thought of asking the maid.

I eat silently and sleep silently, although I close my eyes every night to keep myself awake until dawn.

No tears, only endless heart death.

Occasionally, I will scoop a handful of snow and put it in the palm of my hand, let it slowly melt into water, penetrate into my skin, then drop on the cold and wet ground along the edge of my hand, and then disappear silently.

If only people could disappear like this, but I just can't.

Seven or eight days have passed, and the long is as unbearable as a century. I don't have any news about ruoqing and Li'an.

Got caught.

Killed.

These possibilities made me unable to sleep. No one in baruchi came to see me. I didn't lack food or clothes. I only lacked a popularity in the world.

I'm quietly wasting my life like a walking corpse.

Looking at the long and low strings of ice under the eaves, sharp. Sometimes, I really want to stand there and wait for the moment when it falls off naturally to be inserted into my mind. From then on, fragrance disappears and jade dies, and then I have no chance with trouble... I often stand in front of the window and look at the flying clouds in the sky, floating to the northeast or southwest, flowing with the wind.

I was bored and flustered, but I didn't even feel like reading. Even if I picked up the book, I saw that it was not a word in my eyes, but a distant void.

In front of the gate, I made a huge snowman, painted my nose, mouth and curved eyebrows, and looked up at the sky with big eyes. That was a portrayal of my mood. Now, I have no freedom.

There was a pink dress in the cabinet. I didn't like the color. I simply took it apart and made a kite. The pink butterfly didn't want to fly, so I hung it under the eaves and watched it float in the wind.