Chapter 2 Fragrance
Lou Ziyin's pained whole face twisted. She stumbled and ran forward, but behind her, Shen Qingci, who looked like a ghost, held up her amputated wrist and wanted to kill her.
"Come on, help..."
Lou Ziyin knew for the first time that she was afraid. She rolled forward, but was stabbed several times. The flesh on her body was pierced, and there was a deep smell of blood in the air.
The door outside was pushed open with a bang, and a young man walked in. When he saw the situation inside, his face was completely blue, and he kicked it, also holding it up. The broken wrist Shen Qingci kicked under the pear tree.
While he supported Lou Ziyin, who was bloody and bloody, the ruthless voice also burst out of the corner of his lips.
"Someone, beat me to death with a stick."
Several servants have rushed over with sticks, all of them are fierce, and the blue veins on the back of their hands are also bursting.
Shen Qingci was still lying on the ground like that, she just exhaled slightly, and everything in front of her eyes was folded in her cold eyes, and then gradually disappeared.
This is the man she gave everything for, this is the man she chose for herself.
Huang Dongan, hello, you are so kind.
For him, her father died in battle.
For him, her eldest brother was dismembered by five horses.
She had her wrist broken for him.
For him, she didn't even have her only sister.
For her sake, her family was ruined, and she was neither a ghost nor a ghost.
"Haha..." She laughed, but tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes, and the only thing that climbed over the tip of her nose was unspeakable sourness and sourness.
She doesn't love it anymore, she doesn't love it at all.
With a bang, those sticks slammed on her body. The pain was no less than the broken wrist. She heard that her leg bone was broken, but she didn't cry, she didn't cry, she didn't cry. She just shrank her body. It seemed that was the only way to avoid pain and pain, but the moment the sticks fell, they shattered every bone and every inch of her flesh.
No one can endure this kind of pain. The muscles and bones are divided, the skin and flesh are ripped apart, from the inside to the outside, all cracked, all broken.
She couldn't even get up, her eyes were already blood-colored, and another bang, a stick hit her on the forehead, her brain collapsed, and she couldn't hear anything in her ears. It's just that the broken light in front of her eyes fell between her pupils.
Is it snowing? One piece after another, very white, very clean...
Mother said, mother's little A Ning, mother hopes that you will be treated like a jewel in this life, to block all the pain for you, to cover all the wind and rain for you, and the mother hopes that you will not know all your life. What is pain?
However, no one, no one alone blocked the wind for her, and no one blocked the pain for her.
She opened her eyes like this, the blood spread between her pupils, and the white light she saw gradually disappeared, only the white snowflakes fell in front of her eyes.
It's really snowing.
Fortunately, there are still people in this world to see her off, she is not afraid of death, and she is not in pain...
Well, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt anymore...
Slowly, she closed her eyes, the bones of her whole body were smashed to pieces, and the flesh was split open, and what was vaguely visible was the white bones in the broken bowl...
"Hey, why did I think it smelled so good? It turned out to be a pear tree." The man's voice came from nowhere, but it was so pleasant.
"Tsk, it's a dead man, he died like this, who is so ruthless and can beat people like this?"
This was Shen Qingci's last consciousness and the last voice she could hear.
She heard footsteps approaching her, it seemed that it was not far from her, maybe it would be closer, a ray of Brahma incense fell into a dream, it smelled very peaceful, and then her body warmed, as if something covered her. On her body, she trembled her long eyelashes, only remembering that a beam of light made her see the white patches falling from time to time in front of her. It turned out that it was not snow, but flowers.
She saw a section of a wrist, a man's wrist, a wrist with a hand, and a crescent-like scar above his wrist...
"thanks……"
She squirmed her pale lips, her eyes slowly closed again, and this time, she will not wake up again...
"Did you smell it? It smells good!"
Don't know whose voice it is?
"Yeah, how can it be so fragrant, what kind of fragrance is this, and where did it come from?"
I don't know why, but in a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, almost the entire capital can smell a ray of incense. When I searched, I couldn't find this light fragrance anymore.
And when I mentioned it again, I still remember the scent that seemed to have disappeared into my soul...
In fact, no one knows that this is just the fragrance of a woman's life at the end of her life.
It is rumored that the daughter of the Lou family was born with a special fragrance and was good at making incense, and the Lou family had an incense book that recorded hundreds of incense, all of which were invaluable, but after the Lou family went to Lou Xuefei, the first daughter of the Lou family, no one could make incense again.
Lou's family and Xiangdian disappeared, and there is no trace.