Chapter 93 Chapter 93 Jinjiang First Release
Chapter 93
Su Li, does it hurt?
For some reason, the question Cui Jue asked was like a sharp arrow, piercing Su Li's long-frozen heart.
The ice shell that had been sealed for many years shattered into pieces, and the blood in the soft flesh of the heart suddenly burst out.
Su Li was covered in bruises, and although she was in pain, she felt very alive.
She stared blankly at her waist and abdomen. The wound had obviously healed, but she still felt a dull pain.
In a trance, Su Li seemed to be back in that snowy night.
Su Li became the frozen wild bird again.
But fortunately, she no longer felt cold.
She gradually regained her temperature, shivers spread throughout her body, and her eyes began to feel hot.
There was no one else in the huge bedroom, only the flickering candlelight, and a couple hugging each other on the couch.
Afterwards, Su Li's nose felt sour, her throat was choked, and big tears rolled down her face.
Su Li actually started crying like a child.
The girl's hot tears slid down, dripped onto the back of Cui Jue's hand, overflowed into his collar, and burned his chest.
Cui Jue's chest seemed to be burned by that tear. The salty and bitter pain penetrated into his heart, like a sharp knife piercing into his lungs, gouging out flesh and blood, and the pain made his brows frown.
Cui Jue was a valiant warrior, and even when wielding a sword on the battlefield, he rarely suffered serious stabbing wounds. He had no idea what it felt like to feel heartbroken, but today, after a small taste of it, he finally understood the bitterness... So, this is how painful it is.
Cui Jue hugged Su Li lightly, feeling torn for a moment. He didn't know whether he should hold her tightly or let her go.
Cui Jue always liked to see Su Li crying on the couch, but seeing her crying today because of his words, he felt quite helpless... He also had things he couldn't do, and he didn't know how to help Su Li stop her tears.
"Su Li, don't cry." Cui Jue pursed his lips, suppressed the bitterness in his throat, lifted the quilt and got on the bed.
Cui Jue held Su Li in his arms, pulled over a soft blanket, and gently wrapped her around it, as if he wanted to use these warm and soft things to protect the young lady who was crying uncontrollably.
"So what if I have no children? Whether I adopt one or secretly adopt one, I will always be able to raise a child with pure character and good conduct. You don't have to worry about it."
"Su Li, don't be afraid. No one will be able to hurt you again in the future."
"Kill all those who do evil. Don't shed tears for them..."
Su Li didn't know how to answer Cui Jue, nor did she know why she was crying. She just widened her eyes and let the tears fall.
She always greets everyone with a smile and doesn't want to show weakness in front of anyone.
Because she knew that crying was useless.
Her fate will not change in the slightest because of her cowardice or sadness.
She just hadn't cried in a long time.
Ever since Su Li was taken into a wealthy family, no one has ever sincerely asked her if she was in pain.
Su Li had to pretend to be strong; she couldn't tell her grandmother about these bad things.
Su Li wanted to protect her friend and could not confide her worries to Qiu Gui.
She has implicated too many people and has too much debt.
Because she was naughty and ignorant, she made her family suffer...
Su Li just doesn't want to owe so much anymore, she just wants to live a good life.
Until Cui Jue asked her - Su Li, does it hurt?
It hurts, of course it hurts, how can it not hurt!
Su Li clenched her hands into fists, her almond-shaped eyes reddened. "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... Cui Jue, I've never felt such pain before."
"I don't know why I'm the only one in pain."
Su Li felt a surge of anger in her heart, making her dizzy.
Su Li recalled many things from the past.
When she was seven years old, she was taken into the Su family in Lanhe and became her mistress.
Su Li was trembling with fear, and she wanted only to be a good lady from a noble family so that she could save her grandmother's life.
The eldest brother and second sister in the family knew that she was not Su Youli, and refused to even talk to her. They even despised Su Li for coming from the countryside and for the dirty tables and chairs she had touched, so they refused to let her sit at the table to eat.
Every year at the end of the year, Su Li would be locked in that dim dormitory.
Because the Su family had too many relatives, her stepmother was afraid that Su Li's affairs would be exposed, so she could only wait until she grew up a little and looked more mature before taking her out to meet people.
Su Li was neglected by her stepmother and naturally not valued by the servants in the house. The charcoal fire in the house had long been used up, and there was not even a hot water bottle to warm her hands.
In the dead of winter, Su Li was shivering with cold, and the chilblains on her hands began to itch and tingle.
Su Li rolled up her quilt and sat by the door, the cold wind seeping in through the gap in the locked door.
Su Li was too short to see the fireworks, so she could only listen attentively to the sounds of fireworks and firecrackers outside the house through the tall mahogany window lattice.
Each courtyard received New Year's money, and red envelopes from the eldest brother, second sister and stepmother.
They gathered together in a lively and joyful atmosphere.
Only Su Li was left behind.
This is normal, because she is not a member of the Su family, she is a fake.
But Su Li should have returned to her home. She also wanted to go out to watch the fireworks and sit around the warm stove with her grandmother and eat a bowl of sour soup dumplings.
When she was eight years old, the second sister of the Su family tore a piece of soft silk that Zhou had just cut.
Silk was expensive, and the second sister was afraid of being scolded by her mother, so she put the blame on Su Li.
The second sister said that Su Li was just a little girl from the countryside, and she was very short-sighted. She knew that it was not hers, but she still touched it clumsily and even wanted to steal her head jewelry.
Zhou felt sorry for the piece of embroidered silk, and she also disliked Su Li, a maid from outside, who deliberately acted like a young lady.
"You're a rebel!" She was so angry that she slapped Su Li in the face.
Pop.
Su Li was beaten, half of her face was numb and her ears were buzzing.
Blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and for the first time, hatred appeared in her eyes.
Su Li stared at Zhou with a burning gaze and said, "I am indeed poor, but I won't steal anything!"
Whatever she wanted to eat or drink, she would always exchange it for wild fruits, vegetables, and mountain medicinal herbs, or run errands for others on the farm... She had never done such sneaky things.
But Su Li lives in a wealthy family, where the mistress is unattainable.
Su Li dared to contradict Zhou, so of course she had to be punished.
A girl's reputation is important. Zhou was afraid that the Cui family would find out, so she didn't dare to slap Su Li again. She could only use a fine rattan whip to whip her back and thighs.
In this way, Su Li can be guaranteed to learn a lesson without letting others notice the clues.
There was not a single spot on Su Li's body that was injured. She was in so much pain, but she refused to admit her mistake.
Su Li knelt in the cold snow, her knees were red and swollen, and had been frozen to numbness.
Su Li held up her neck, carrying the snowflakes on her shoulders, unwilling to give in.
She held her head high and chest out, like a crane ready to be slaughtered.
She still had a bit of a tough streak. Zhou couldn't discipline her, so she could only sneer and say, "You're a tough guy, but it's a pity your grandmother wasn't so tough..."
When Su Li heard this, her heart suddenly tightened.
Her face was pale, and without hesitation, she gritted her teeth, took two steps on her knees, grabbed Zhou's sleeve, and begged bitterly: "Mother, please don't punish my grandmother..."
"Get out of here!" Zhou pushed her away, leaving her lying in the snow covered with bruises.
Su Li got up again and grabbed Zhou. She endured the humiliation, held back the tears in her eyes, and said many words against her will.
"It was me... I stole my second sister's jewelry. It was because I wanted to try on that dress. I'm short-sighted. Mother, please forgive me this time..."
She began to admit defeat and accept her fate.
At the age of ten, Su Li learned not to cry anymore.
She smiled at everyone, began to secretly hoard a little money, and began to dream of escaping from her wealthy family.
She sat in front of the bronze mirror, staring at the beautiful face that was just beginning to take shape in the mirror, and raised the hairpin without hesitation.
The sharp hairpin pierced the flesh of her jaw, and as the blood dripped onto the ground, Qiu Gui screamed and went forward to hug her arm.
"Third Lady, you can't do this... Third Lady, everything will be fine."
Su Li put down her hairpin and applied medicine to stop the bleeding with an expressionless face.
It seemed that destroying her face was useless, and she could not escape death.
When she was twelve years old, Su Li was forced to frequently go in and out of Xiao Cui's house in Lanhe County.
She had to prepare for her marriage, please her mother-in-law, and also keep in touch with her husband, whom she had never met, from a distance.
Su Li had never spoken to Cui Ming. Every time she went to see him, she could only stand outside the yard and pay her respects.
Su Li smelled a strong smell of medicine and the man's continuous coughing.
Her mother-in-law scolded her for being unlucky, saying that every time she came home, her son's condition would worsen.
Su Li remained silent, as if her soul was no longer in her body.
She felt sad and heartbroken. Was she destined to spend the rest of her life confined to this courtyard? She would have to constantly prepare medicine, serve her mother-in-law, and tend to her terminally ill husband... until the moment she lay in her coffin.
But now she is twenty years old.
She was not trapped in Lanhe County, she was not the daughter-in-law of the Xiao Cui family, she was not separated from her grandmother and Qiu Gui, she lived a good life and did not have to care about anyone's face.
Su Li woke up from those deep and old dreams.
She knew clearly that she was still alive at this moment.
Su Li's eyes were blurred with tears, and gradually became clear. She saw the delicate jade bones that were wrapped around her, followed the strong and sturdy arms, and looked at the man who was holding her.
"Cui Jue."
Su Li frowned and stared at Cui Jue quietly, waiting for his response.
Cui Jue seemed relieved to see that she had stopped crying. He stroked her face and asked her what was wrong.
Su Li didn't answer for a long time.
She quietly looked at his handsome face, his deep and dark eyebrows, and his tender eyes that lit up with love at her soft call.
She was in a trance for a moment, feeling a little sad and a little happy.
She escaped from the endless nightmare.
She won't be locked up again.
Su Li cried bitterly, and it seemed that all the shackles on her body were broken with her tears.
This time, Cui Jue reached out and hugged her, and she finally stopped struggling.
Su Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she whispered, "I want to go back to see my grandmother and Qiu Gui. I want to eat sour soup dumplings. I also want to sleep quietly for a while without being disturbed."
"Okay." Cui Jue helped her wipe away the tears that had already dried up. Perhaps because he was afraid that Su Li would fall asleep with tears in her eyes, he took out a wet handkerchief and wiped her face carefully.
Su Li's coat was taken off, she crawled into the thin quilt filled with agarwood, and closed her eyes deeply.
Su Li was tired. She hadn't slept so peacefully in a long time.
She knew that the person guarding her was a murderous ghost.
But when the beautiful ghost drew her sword, he would protect her and would not kill her.
Su Li can sleep peacefully.
After this sleep, Su Li returned to Lanhe County.
She sat upright on the high wall, looking up at the moon.
She sat very well, with her hands folded on her knees, not daring to move at all.
This was a nightmare that had trapped Su Li for many years. She couldn't escape and could only look up at the bright stars and the moon, just like in every dream before.
She was waiting, waiting for the day when she would die within the courtyard wall without even dreaming.
After a while, the red door was suddenly kicked open.
There were corpses everywhere outside the door, and swords and sabers flashed and lashed.
The mountain breeze blew across my face, bringing with it a damp and cold breath of blood.
Amidst the sea of blood and corpses, a man in black stood with a sword in his hand, his figure as fine as a fairy, like an evil demon.
His robes were soaked with thick blood, which made people sick.
The man's cheek was stained with blood, like a spider silk winding through jade-colored skin, strange and seductive.
Perhaps he saw Su Li, he raised his cold eyes with narrow corners, and stretched out his hand towards her.
"Since no one can trap you...would you like to come with me?"
Su Li was stunned and speechless, she looked at the scene helplessly.
She should have been afraid and trembling, but for some reason, she suddenly burst out laughing.
Su Li didn't say whether it was good or bad, she just patted the messy hem of her skirt and stretched.
Su Li straightened her dress, her eyes were determined, she turned her back to the tall gate and ran towards the lonely moon outside the yard without hesitation.
The house was engulfed in flames due to Su Li's departure.
Scarlet flames burned behind Su Li, and the flames mercilessly devoured the house.
The red gate was completely destroyed, like a bamboo cage that imprisoned a bird, shattered into pieces.
Su Li felt calm.
She never looked back once.
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