The Queen of War

Tian Bijiang stood there like a puppet, motionless.

Ruthless cold rain lashed his body like a whip, but he didn't feel any pain. His heart was already broken and could not be cleaned up. The kindness of the past has long dissipated at this time.

For a long time, Tian Pijiang suddenly kicked with his foot, and the long sword glittering with cold light returned to his hand.

"You said you wouldn't kill me!" Xia Yingchun screamed, "you have no jokes, you have to count your words!"

The voice did not fall, but I saw Tian Bijiang's long sword cut to his sleeve. I saw a piece of royal blue cloth flying in the air, like a broken soul butterfly. It danced helplessly with the cold wind in the cold rain, and did not know where it was going.

He turned numbly, like a tired old man, hobbling slowly to the door.

"Later, you will live in this golden house alone." his voice was colder than the ruthless cold rain.

Listening to his cold voice, Xia Yingchun knows that they are really over, completely over!

Tears and blood mixed together and slowly flowed down her pale little face.

"Fortunately, he didn't kill me!" Xia Yingchun faintly fell into the blood and thought, "Mom, come and save me! Come and save me!"

Fengyu palace is brightly lit and the sound of Yu is shaking the sky. The water Moon Palace, however, only a faint candle light jumped. A thin Hibiscus wall separates the two worlds. On one side, singing and dancing became peaceful, while on the other side, there was a pungent smell of medicine. Now, the ice and fire are two-fold. The suffering of Zhong Wuyan in the past is being tasted by summer and spring.

"Hateful fox spirit!" Xia Yingchun knocked over the medicine on the case and scolded bitterly, "those flattering little people in the past have disappeared without a trace now!"

Her right hand, still unconscious. In the past, there were those palace maids and eunuchs. They could also feed her. But now, all the maids and eunuchs in the water Moon Palace have died under Tian Bijiang's sword, not even a servant. Every day, only a deaf and dumb old maid came to bring her food and medicine. She didn't even clean the house.

The beautiful and luxurious Water Moon Palace in the past also shows a decadent atmosphere. The spider silk was tied on the carving beam, and the beautiful Xia shadow yarn gradually faded and became pale. The flowers in the courtyard, left unattended, have withered and withered. The curling music came faintly from the hibiscus wall, and it was still a familiar tune. However, the beautiful music is no longer played for her, but for another woman.

Dark brown medicine flowed on the cold ground, emitting an unpleasant smell. In the past, the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor was as good as possible, but now they no longer pay attention to the taste buds of Xia Yingchun. No matter what tiger and wolf medicine, they all opened it. Anyway, there's nothing they can do about her right hand.

Xia Yingchun, who has always lived in a rich and gentle village, has finally tasted the coldness of the world and seen the coldness and warmth of the world. The once bustling Water Moon Palace is now deserted. No one comes, so Xia Yingchun doesn't dress up anymore, not to mention her hands are not convenient, so now she looks dirty, her clothes are untidy and her hair is messy, but the precious clothes clearly remind people that there is a serious difference between this dirty woman and street beggars!

At this time, the deaf and dumb old maid came in slowly with a food box. She was a little old, her hair was snow-white, and her face was like dehydrated fruit, dry and wrinkled.

She glanced at the bowls on the ground, quickly put the food in the box on the table and cleaned up the broken bowls on the ground. Although she is old, she moves quickly.

"You have a word!" Xia Yingchun finally met a man and hurriedly said, "have a word with the palace and it will be done in a minute, okay?"

She was used to the excitement. Suddenly, she was cold. She really didn't adapt to it for a while. In the past, how could Xia Yingchun put the most inferior old maid in her eyes? But now, looking at the silent old maid, she wishes she could hold her and talk with her by candle and stay awake all night.

Unfortunately, no matter what she said, the old maid was silent. She packed up her things, carried an empty lunch box and left slowly. She couldn't bear Xia Yingchun's kindness.

"Smelly mute!" looking at the old maid's fading back, Xia Yingchun stamped her feet angrily and scolded angrily, "it's wicked to deliberately send a mute to deliver dinner! You obviously want to drive me crazy, don't you? Damn Zhong Wuyan, you're cruel!"

She hates Zhong Wuyan, as if she forced her summer Yingchun red apricot out of the wall, as if Zhong Wuyan pushed Nan Guoxiong to her bed. As for the deaf and dumb old maid in waiting, it was chosen by father-in-law Chen, which had nothing to do with Zhong Wuyan. Last time, Tian Bijiang was very angry because of Yuchuan's message, so Duke Chen was very cautious this time and chose a deaf and dumb old maid of honor. In this way, the possibility of informing the public was minimized.

"Why doesn't my mother try to save me?" Xia Yingchun was not in the mood to eat. She sat on the dusty wooden couch and thought, "doesn't she know that I have fallen into such a field now?"

She has always believed that Mrs. Xia is a man of heaven. No matter what happens, she will have a way to solve it. However, she didn't know that Mrs. Xia's life was difficult at this time. Because she framed Xia Xichun, the grand master's house was sealed, and all the things given by Tian Bijiang were taken back. She had to take the old housekeeper and live in the family temple.

Large families have built family temples to offer sacrifices. In order to facilitate the sacrificial people to rest, they built houses nearby and bought certain fields. Even if the property is copied and sacrificed, it is not official. So here is still the industry of Xia family. In the past, there were Taoists living here, but now they have been dismissed.

"Madam, please sit down!" the old manager wiped a chair with his sleeve and hurriedly said, "it's moving in a hurry. This place hasn't been cleaned yet. You have a rest first. When the rain stops, the old slave will clean it well!"

There are more than ten rooms here. Although it is not as luxurious as Xia family, it is also very spacious. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The ordinary people are just a few small rooms, but the house of this temple is big enough to be the residence of ordinary little squires.

"Don't be busy. You can sit down for a while first." Mrs. Xia looked at the old housekeeper with pale hair and smiled faintly, "Jianfeng is dead. Now there are only you and me left in the Xia family. Why do you pay attention to so much? Our Xia family owes you so much. We have stayed in the Xia family for so many years. In the end, we can't return home to provide for the elderly, but we can only live in the temple with me."