When the children saw the general in armor and sword on the horse, their faces were livid, and they all fled away in fright.
Silence returned to the surroundings, with only snowflakes falling, and a bit of coldness melted on her face, like a crystal teardrop.
The pain was like a soldering iron, engraved deeply in her heart. Yu Weiyin was dying and had no extra strength to raise her head.
She still kept her hands folded around her head, curled up like a tattooed shrimp, and was stunned.
The horse's hoofs dug into the deep snow, making a rustling sound. She felt the man dismounting from the saddle, his steps steady, and the sound of footsteps coming from far away.
Her whole body ached, and fear surged in her heart. She didn't know whether the person was good or bad, so she gritted her teeth and raised her head, trying to open her eyes and look over.
He was a tall man, wearing cold black armor, and his whole body was cold.
He looked down at her, and she could only catch a glimpse of his cold and determined face, with narrow eyes and tight lips, showing no emotion at all.
In his hand, he held a bag of steamed buns, which were steaming hot and white.
Yu Weiyin's mind went blank. He felt that this person was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him...
"You...who are you?"
He pursed his lips and leaned down, bringing the food bag to her side. His voice was cold: "Miss, have you forgotten? I am your horse slave."
There was a hint of ridicule in his voice, but there was no hint of teasing in his eyes.
Yu Weiyin opened her eyes wide and took a closer look at him, her dark eyes, narrow eyes, resolute jaw, and lips that were always pursed...
Her heart suddenly shook, this person, this person was indeed her slave——
Shao Mo!
That was five years ago. Before she left the imperial court, she loved to travel on horseback, and Shao Mo was the horse slave who followed her.
But at that time, she didn't have a good look on this unsmiling horse slave. Whenever she was in a bad mood, she would take out her anger on the horse slave, whipping him, and punishing him by kneeling down.
Although Shao Mo endured it silently, he took his mother and escaped from the Yu Mansion late one night.
Yu Weiyin was so furious that she sent someone to look for him for half a month, but there was no news. Later, Yu Song bought a new horse slave for her, and she gradually ignored the matter.
Unexpectedly, after five years of not seeing each other, Shao Mo has risen from a humble servant to a majestic general!
She was trembling, even more frightened, with a look of despair in her eyes, and she was smiling with her lips pulled apart.
"Are you... here to kill me?"
She had an arrogant temper and offended too many people. She once treated Shao Mo like a bull and a horse and trampled all his pride under her feet.
How could he let her go so easily once he gained power? He must be here for revenge.
"If it's revenge, I'm afraid you don't need to do it yourself..."
Yu Weiyin's breath was weak, and a sharp pain coursed through her internal organs. Thinking that the poison Yu Chutian fed her had taken effect, she gritted her teeth and endured it.
The man with a stern look lowered his eyes and stared at her blue face. He suddenly put his hand on the crook of her knees, gently used force, and picked her up horizontally.
"Shao Mo is not someone who adds insult to injury. Since you are my old master, I will give you a place to stay."
Yu Weiyin fell into a solid embrace, with warmth pressing against her painfully wrinkled heart.
Sourness gradually rose in the corners of her eyes, tears welled up in her eyes, and there was a tight string in her heart that suddenly broke at this moment.
Now everyone in Tongcheng is watching her jokes, but in the end, it is Shao Mo, whom she looked down on and bullied before, who is helping her!
There was a lump in his throat, and a large amount of blood suddenly came out of his mouth. It spread like red sand and red plums on his black armor, burning with fire.
"No, no need..."
She squeezed his arm tightly, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, "I..."
I have received my retribution in this life.
The bone-crushing pain surged throughout her body. She stared at her eyes, clenched her hands tightly, and could not utter a word from her throat.
Shao Mo hugged her hands and tightened them suddenly, with complex emotions welling up in his dark eyes.
Yu Weiyin looked at him and saw a look of pity in those eyes, which made her chest feel even more sad.
When she was dying, she felt someone hugging her body tightly. This cold and ruthless man's face seemed to have loosened a little. What was that?
Yu Weiyin didn't dare to think deeply and just sighed in his heart.
If the person she married was Shao Mo, would the ending be different?
However, there is no what if, her hurried life only lived to the age of twenty-one, and then came to an abrupt end.
She was unwilling to be in such a situation, and even her fingers clenched until they turned white, but she finally closed her eyes helplessly.
Shao Mo searched for the woman's breath, but found that there was no sign of survival. She was bleeding from all her orifices, and her limbs began to convulse and twist under the poison.
This way of death was too horrific and too painful. He stretched out his hand to close her wide eyes, feeling a touch of sadness in his heart.
Yu Weiyin was his master, he was arrogant and domineering, and after his disfigurement, he often took pleasure in beating and scolding him.
He endured it without saying a word, but ultimately underestimated her moody personality. Finally one day, after she asked him to pretend to be a dog and kneel down, he could no longer bear the trampling on his self-esteem.
That night, he escaped from the Yu Mansion with his mother.
After five years of separation from Tongcheng, things have changed and people have changed.
At that time, she was riding a horse through the street, wearing a red silk silk over her shoulders, wearing red gold soft gauze, wearing crested shoes, holding a riding crop and waving it in the air, she was more beautiful and unbridled than the dandy.
Now, she died in the twelfth lunar month of winter, in the cold and thick snow, in ragged clothes and skinny bones.
He could not connect the person in front of him with the proud woman in his memory.
Raising their hands in the air, two armored soldiers stepped forward quickly, their heads lowered and waiting for orders.
Shao Mo said: "Let this man be buried alive."
The cold wind and snow fell, taking away the last bit of warmth in Yu Weiyin's body, but they could not take away the endless hatred buried deep in her heart.
If she were to live again, she would never be so arrogant and arrogant again!
She will never let the villain instigate her and fall into the abyss step by step!
And her father, she will never watch her father being harmed by thieves again! Let all the Yu Mansion’s property fall into the hands of Zhao Wushan!
She hates it! How could she be so stupid and be fooled around by those bitches?
If she lives another life, she will definitely let those evildoers get the punishment they deserve!
Hatred, regret, and unwillingness were like strong winds and rain whipping her body. Yu Weiyin used all her strength to roar like an evil ghost in the depths of hell——
"Zhao Wushan, Yu Chutian, even if I were a ghost, I would never let you go!"