Dungeon.
Dark and damp.
The dim candlelight emitted a vague light, and it was so quiet that only the squeaking of mice could be heard.
Xie Ling led the way in front.
After seeing the three figures in the cell clearly, An Xuetao couldn't help shaking all over, and her teeth made a crunching sound.
She was disgusted and afraid.
Wei Xiuchu frowned, and quickly reached out to embrace An Xuetao in his arms, patted her head gently, and said in her ear: "Don't be afraid, Xiaotao, don't be afraid, I'm here."
An Xuetao took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
"Xiu Chu, it's okay."
Xie Ling lifted the bucket of ice water beside her and poured it on Xie Boyuan and the other two.
The three of them slowly opened their eyes.
After seeing Xie Ling and An Xuetao, Xie Boyuan's eyes suddenly widened and a roar came from his throat.
Xie Yunyan's eyes were bloodshot, and she wished she could pounce on Xie Ling and tear her to pieces.
Xie Boyuan's wife Zhao Yuyao stared at An Xuetao.
The three of them were unable to speak and could only utter some incoherent roars from their throats.
Like three wild dogs, they were furious and helpless towards Xie Ling and An Xuetao.
Xie Ling was worried that they would say something disgusting, so she gave them mute medicine early on.
An Xuetao clenched her fists and looked at the miserable appearance of Xie Boyuan's family of three. For a moment, she seemed to have returned to twenty years ago.
Peach blossoms are blooming in March, and everyone in the village says that Xie Boyuan has graduated from high school and is coming back to marry her.
Xie Boyuan was an orphan who was brought up by the An family's parents. Even the money he needed to go to Beijing for the imperial examination was saved by the An family, who sold their only old ox and borrowed money from many families.
Young An Xuetao had no idea about love.
It was Xie Boyuan himself who said that he liked her and wanted to marry her.
She thought that they had grown up together and knew each other well, and that Xie Boyuan was a good and ambitious person, so she agreed.
This wait lasted for two years.
But what she waited for was not the phoenix coronet and bridal robe, but the death of her parents, brother and sister-in-law.
Xie Boyuan married the daughter of the Minister of Rites.
An Xuetao had no objection to this. Who he married was none of her business.
As long as he pays back the money he owes to his family, it will be fine.
But An Xuetao didn't expect that just because her parents, brother and sister-in-law were so angry that they went to ask Xie Boyuan, Zhao Yuyao actually ordered the servants to beat them to death.
The blood flowed like a river, dyeing the stream in the village red.
As for Xie Boyuan, he looked at the four bodies without even frowning, and just coaxed his bride in a gentle voice.
"It's just four worthless lives. If they can make Yuyao smile, it's worth it."
Xie Boyuan was raised by An's parents, and his brothers and sisters-in-law also took great care of him.
In winter, his family gave him the charcoal they were reluctant to burn.
He needed money for the journey, so we had to sell our cows and land, and do whatever it took to support him.
He went to Beijing to take the imperial examination, but he had no good clothes. Mrs. An stayed up all night for half a month, working during the day and embroidering at night, and managed to sew a decent gown for him.
The young Xie Boyuan had a serious look in his eyes, wore simple clothes, carried a bamboo box, and made a promise to the An family.
"Uncle An, Aunt An, don't worry, I will definitely get into high school. When the time comes, I will bring all the An family members to live in the city and find the best schools for my brothers so that they can study and write like me... As for Xiao Tao."
Xie Boyuan looked at the little girl taking a nap under the tree, his eyes full of admiration.
"I will definitely treat her well."
"Oh, we are helping you only because we are kind and feel sorry for you. We never expect you to repay us. We, the An family, are peasants and are used to living in the mountain village. But Xiaotao, I need you to take care of me..."
The young man Xie Boyuan set off on his journey wearing straw sandals and carrying the expectations of the entire An family.
When he came back, he was dressed in fancy clothes, holding a beautiful woman in his arms, and accompanied by guards. He beat An's parents, brother and sister-in-law to death.
They also locked An Xuetao and her two younger brothers in a pig cage and dragged them all the way to Shangjing.
He said he wanted to repay An Xuetao and opened a tavern for her.
These days are peaceful.
Apart from Zhao Yuyao causing trouble from time to time, An Xuetao and her two younger brothers were able to get by.
After two years, An Xuetao fell in love with Wei Xiuchu and became pregnant with Wei Xiuchu's child.
After Xie Boyuan had established his foothold, he came to provoke An Xuetao and forced her to be his concubine, causing An Xuetao and Xie Ling to suffer for more than ten years...
The more An Xuetao thought about it, the more hateful she became. She couldn't help but pull out the long sword beside her and stabbed it hard into Xie Boyuan's chest.
"Xie Boyuan, you deserve to die! You should have died a hundred and eight thousand times!"
An Xuetao was still not satisfied, and stabbed Zhao Yuyao again, "You deserve to die too, my parents, brothers and sisters-in-law didn't provoke you, why are you so cruel!"
"Xie Boyuan, have you ever slept peacefully in these years? Have you heard the cries of my parents, brothers and sisters-in-law? They are cursing you. You deserve all the retribution you have received!"
Xie Yunyan's eyes were filled with fear and she shrank back, fearing that An Xuetao would stab her with the knife.
An Xuetao glanced at her with cold eyes, "And you, Xie Yunyan! You bullied A Ling since she was a child, pushed her into the lake in winter, put a snake on her bed, took her out and dumped her in the downtown area... Do you think I don't remember?"
The last sword.
It pierced straight into Xie Yunyan's chest.
An Xuetao is a woman after all, and doesn't know the depth of the weak points.
Xie Boyuan and his family were still breathing, rolling on the ground in pain, and the dungeon was filled with the smell of blood.
Seeing that An Xuetao was relieved, Wei Xiuchu pushed his wheelchair over, grabbed An Xuetao's hand and held her in his arms.
The voice is gentle.
"Xiao Tao, don't dirty your hands. I'll do the rest. You and A Ling go out."
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