in2ebook Chapter 255 Can't You Go Astray for Us?
Chapter 255 Can't You Go Astray for Us?
"Fuck, this is his father's autograph! It's exactly the same as the official autograph picture!"
"Let me take a picture with you quickly. Even if I buy out all the 150 copies in the bookstore, I still don't know if I can buy one."
"Boss, take a photo with us!"
"Does this mean that the rib queen came to the store again? Does this mean that I might have missed her?"
"There are so many people here that even the pork ribs have to wait in line outside."
"Wait, it will probably take her quite some time to come here to have a meal. Will it affect the update in the evening?"
"Then let her go home and eat. I'll enjoy this treat for her."
Li Wenshu, the Pork Rib Spirit, has returned home to continue writing.
[When Pei Lingyi could not even walk steadily, he stepped on his father's shoulders and saw people and things that were different from those in the capital.
She had seen women who were not confined to the backyard. They practiced martial arts and archery, as enthusiastic as the morning sun. They sat on horseback, waving whips, and their hearty laughter resounded through the sky.
Her father also admired them, but when she said she wanted to be such a person, his face darkened.
He knew nothing about music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, but he did everything he could to find a teacher for Pei Lingyi.
Although she grew up in the border area, she learned everything that women in the capital needed to learn.
She only learned her favorite spear and dagger in her spare time, without telling her father.
One day, her father found out. He was furious and broke her treasured weapons and tore up her books.
Pei Lingyi didn't understand it then, and she doesn't understand it now.
Why can others learn but she can't.
Her father just looked at her solemnly, with a fear in his eyes that she couldn't understand.
After a while, he closed his eyes and said, "Azhi, Dad won't harm you. You have to understand that women don't need to be too smart."
...
Pei Lingyi looked at the dying woman lying on the bed. Snow was falling outside the window, but the temperature inside the house was not much warmer than outside.
The woman slowly opened her eyes, coughed, and exhaled a white mist, like a wisp of ghost.
She shifted her gaze and when she saw Pei Lingyi, she said, "Sister, I'm so sorry for causing you so much trouble."
She struggled to sit up.
He murmured, “To this day, I still can’t believe that I lost to the idiot who almost died at my hands.”
"Just drowning once can actually make a person's brain sharper."
"I should have pushed my aunt into the water and drowned her. Maybe she wouldn't have held me back."
Pei Lingyi simply moved a chair and sat down without any hesitation, holding the hot water bottle in her hand.
"Continue to shake off your last words. I will appreciate your last struggle before death."
Siyun's expression twisted for a moment, and she sneered for a while, "Aren't you afraid of irritating me to the point of dying with you?"
Pei Lingyi raised her eyelids and said, "You are not that capable yet."
Siyun had a blank expression on her face. "Then go away. I don't have any last words."
We brought nothing into this life, and when death comes, there will be nothing left.
Siyun drove away the last and only person who came to see her.
She lay on the cold pillow, curled up under a thin quilt, and coughed violently. Blood slid down the corners of her mouth, dripped onto the white sheets, and slowly seeped out, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.
Unfortunately, it is blooming and she is withering.
Both she and Pei Lingyi understood that no one was a winner in this game.
They are still trapped in the backyard. If one of them falls, there will be another. For a glimmer of hope and a better future, they are fighting for their lives.
They were never fighting for someone's favor.
Siyun was born a concubine's daughter. There is actually no difference between legitimate daughters and concubine's daughters in aristocratic families. They are just tools to pave the way for their fathers and brothers. The only difference is probably the maternal family.
A legitimate daughter without the support of her maternal family, like Pei Lingyi, also lives a miserable life and is even worse than a slave in the mansion.
Siyun has a mother, but she is as stupid as a pig. Before she got married, she was framed for losing her virginity before marriage and married into the prime minister's mansion as a concubine. Many years later, she was framed and lost her father's favor.
After giving birth to her, I devoted all my attention to her.
She was precocious and knew at a very young age that her aunt was unreliable and that she had to fight for what she wanted on her own.
Siyun always reminded her aunt not to hold her back and to put her words first in everything. Since she could not provide her with any help, she should just be a quiet decoration.
Whenever the aunt heard this, her eyes would redden and she would nod reluctantly. She knew she was useless, so she stayed in the room all day, embroidering clothes for her.
But no matter how smart she is, she is still young and doesn't know how to hide her shortcomings.
The eldest lady and her men kicked open the aunt's door and caught them in bed.
Her father was furious and immediately ordered her aunt to be beaten to death, and she was also implicated.
That was the first time she was so panicked that she felt she was at a loss. She felt that everything was out of control and she could not think of any way to save her aunt or herself.
My aunt struggled hard to break free from her restraints, knelt down and kowtowed to my father and the first lady until her head was broken and bleeding. She admitted to the affair and cleared the first lady of suspicion in the affair, trying her best to get me out of it.
Just like a flood, she lifted me up high, and all the torrents of the world rushed towards her, crushing her to pieces.
...
Siyun was humming a song quietly. It was the song her aunt hummed to put her to sleep when she was little, but she couldn't remember most of the melody. She hummed it intermittently, and she coughed from time to time.
She just wanted to fight for a better life for herself, at least not so broken, not to be a stepping stone for others, not to marry someone else as a concubine, or to be a gift to her father, brothers and colleagues...
But the more you fight, the more miserable your end will be. 】
Li Wenshu finished typing and clicked send, and the book of 50,000 words appeared on the computer desk the next second.
Readers quickly occupied the comment section. People who were dining in the restaurant and waiting in line at the time all took out their phones and refreshed their phones while eating to see if there were any updates.
"More, more!"
Even the cashier couldn't help but take out his cell phone to dawdle.
[One second I was watching the interaction between the male and female protagonists, and the next second a knife was stabbed at me. I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth as usual and continued watching. ]
[Just like that, you harvested a wave of tears from me? 】
[This couple gives people a very passionate feeling. They fight as soon as they meet. Even if they can't be together in the main story, can the extra story have a plot where they fight under the bed and the female protagonist kisses the male protagonist, and then they roll on the bed and fight. ]
[Who on earth said that Pai Gu Jing can't write romance novels? Stand up and get beaten! ]
[Hehe, hehe, today's meeting has enough sexual tension, it's nice to watch, please write more emotional lines. ]
【You wrote it this way, why not write it that way. 】
[Pork Ribs, can't you go astray for us? 】
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Lan Yunyu looked haggard and had dark circles under her eyes.
He walks in a daze.
When Qingyun and Qingyu were washing and dressing her, they looked like they had seen a ghost.
Qingyun wanted to cry but had no tears: "Miss, what on earth did you do last night? If the Madam saw you like this, she would definitely punish you."
Lan Yunyu waved her hands, and as she walked, she almost fell down with her left foot on her right foot.
When I saw my mother, I was pointed at and scolded again.
Lan Yunyu’s mind is full of the plot and the follow-up.
She had planned to watch two more episodes before going to sleep last night, but she watched one episode after another.
This author has captured her curiosity so well that the end of each chapter is exactly what tempts her the most.