On the day Hao Jiaojiao left the house, there was a heavy snowfall. Everyone said that the snow came very early this year, and it would probably be a cold winter this year.
Mrs. Su was a soft-hearted woman after all. Seeing the Hao family decline bit by bit, when she knew that Su Xubai had abandoned Hao Jiaojiao, she felt a little unbearable, but for the sake of her son's future, he did not
Prevent.
When Hao Jiaojiao left, the entire mansion was empty, and no one wanted to see her off. Although she still had some dowry, a divorced woman who had lost the support of her mother-in-law wanted to live well in this world.
It becomes extremely difficult to survive.
Hao Jiaojiao's maid suggested that he go to his uncle's house. At least he still had a chance to survive. After a few years, he could find another family to marry and he would have some hope in this life.
But these days, Hao Jiaojiao has seen too many human feelings. Her uncle has never appeared since the accident in her family. He is afraid that it is too late to hide from her now. How can he care about him for fear of catching a cold?
Her life and death.
Instead of lowering his head to find her and suffer the humiliation, it would be better to live by himself. Although it is harder, at least he still has some dignity.
The road out of the city was a bit long, but Hao Jiaojiao said she wanted to walk out by herself. She had been in this city since she was born. She was familiar with every corner of the city, but now she could no longer stay here.
Well, it would be too hypocritical to say that I am not sad at all.
It was snowing heavily. Hao Jiaojiao was walking at the front of the team alone. The maid next to her was holding an umbrella high. Snowflakes were falling one by one. She was specially dressed in red today. She felt that Meng was right.
Wan will definitely come, and she just wants to wear this red dress to tell her that even if he is in despair, she is still Su Xubai's wife, and Meng will always be the concubine who can't hold her head up.
She tried to walk on that road with her head held high, but every time people passing by saw her, they couldn't help but curse: "Bah, the daughter of a traitor, what kind of good thing can she be? She deserves to be divorced!"
Hao Jiaojiao felt her ears warm, and the maid next to her was a little reluctant to continue walking. After all, most of the people in this world were hardworking people, and what these people hated most were the corrupt officials who violated the law, and Hao Jiaojiao
My father was once a very popular minister and could be regarded as the highest official.
Hao Jiaojiao didn't want to embarrass this maid who had been by her side from beginning to end and never left, so she asked her to ride in the car behind her. Today, she had to walk slowly by herself no matter what. She was indeed in a state of desolation now.
, but she just wants to tell everyone with her head held high, that even though she is no longer the aristocrat she once was, she is still noble now.
The road was very long. Hao Jiaojiao walked in the wind and snow for more than an hour. It would be too hypocritical to say she was not tired, but she still persisted and walked out step by step. It was a pity that she had to walk from the beginning to the end.
Odu didn't see the person she wanted to see.
After walking out of the city gate, she looked back at the high city wall and laughed: "Meng Duiwan, don't you want to see me in such a mess? I'm here now, why don't you dare to come see me?
Is it because you are worried that your hypocritical mask will be torn apart? You are obviously such a dark person, but you act like the most innocent person..."
Just as Hao Jiaojiao was yelling at the city wall, Meng Duiwan walked out slowly. She was dressed in white, with warm fox fur surrounding her cheeks, making her look extraordinarily delicate.
Standing on the city wall, looking down at Hao Jiaojiao under the city wall.
The two figures, one red and one white, one tall and one low, are particularly eye-catching.
When Hao Jiaojiao saw Meng Duiwan, she laughed instantly: "What, Meng Duiwan, do you think that wearing all white can hide your dirty heart?"
"Hao Jiaojiao, you are a dirty person, and you have never been our girl." Forsythia beside her couldn't help but curse.
Meng Duiwan patted Forsythia's hand, and then looked at Hao Jiaojiao: "Hao Jiaojiao, actually you are right, I have never been a very simple and kind person. I hold grudges very much, and I will retaliate.
Do you still remember what I told you outside Dali Temple?"
Hao Jiaojiao paused, then sneered: "What if I remember? I didn't commit any crime, what can you do to me? Even if you kill me, you won't end up well."
"Then why did you kill Hongdou and the others and still stand here intact?" Meng Duiwan's voice was not loud, but it was very clear, enough for Hao Jiaojiao to hear clearly.
But just after she said this, Meng Duiwan took the bow and arrow handed over by Forsythia. She rounded the bow and pointed it at Hao Jiaojiao: "My archery skills are not very accurate. I am a hundred steps away."
You can't cum anymore. I'll count to ten. As long as you can run a hundred steps away, I'll let you go."
"Meng Duiwan, how dare you..."
"one!"
Hao Jiaojiao didn't even have time to think about it. She picked up the skirt at her feet and ran out like crazy: "Meng Duiwan, you are a lunatic!"
"two!"
Her shoes were soaked with snow, and it was obviously very cold, but she was still sweating profusely.
"three!"
Meng Duiwan looked at Hao Jiaojiao running desperately under the city wall, and through the bright red back, he seemed to see himself on that rainy night.
"Four!"
Meng Duiwan drew the bow to full length little by little, her eyes fixed on the position of Hao Jiaojiao's heart. She had never thought of letting her go, but she wanted her to feel all the despair and pain.
Later, I will solve it myself.
"five!"
"Where are the guards? Where are my guards!"
"six!"
Hao Jiaojiao's guards were controlled the moment she left the city, and the person who controlled those guards was Meng Shaoqing. He had no intention of stopping her for half a year.
"seven!"
"Don't kill me, you can't kill me!"
"eight!"
"After you kill me, you will no longer be the innocent person in Su Xubai's mind."
"Nine!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my fault, please don't kill me!"
"ten!"
"call out!"
The moment the arrow was shot, Hao Jiaojiao clearly heard the sound of the bowstring. She turned around with a look of horror, and the arrow pierced her heart.
Meng Duiwan's arrow skills were very accurate, and they were not within what she called a hundred steps. She just wanted to watch her run for her life very viciously, and wanted to make her experience how she and Hongdou felt at the beginning.
Hao Jiaojiao fell straight into the snow. The bright red blood mixed with her clothes, dyeing the snow around her bright red bit by bit.
Hao Jiaojiao just lay there, looking at the gray sky and the dense snowflakes, feeling the passage of her life bit by bit.
When tears slid down the corners of her eyes, Meng Duiwan happened to walk to her side. She looked at Hao Jiaojiao and said lightly: "So what if you are wearing a red wedding dress? Even if I was indeed
So what if I have been a concubine? The person you desperately wanted would rather come to me than get fame and fortune, Hao Jiaojiao, actually you are right, I have never been a kind person."
Hao Jiaojiao no longer had the strength to speak. She watched Meng Duiwan slowly leave. She was obviously wearing snow-white clothes and had done such terrible things, but there was no trace of blood on her body. Everything
It's like it never happened.
The maidservant's cry slowly started to sound, and Hao Jiaojiao knew that he was going to die soon. He originally thought that he would think of his mother, his father, or Su Xubai, who was longing for him, but it happened in her mind.
Nothing appeared in it, it was empty.
It turns out that when a person dies, he or she may not be able to see anything at all. It is more likely that he or she will not be able to see anything at all.