Chapter 1: Goodbye Li

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In February, the weather was cold.
In the cold cell, the chill is like a fine needle, and it is drilled into the bone.
Mu Yunyao leaned on the hay, her blood was dripping, but she was unaware of it, and her smile was beautiful:
"Grandmother, when you are on the court, you have to figure out how to open it. If you are wrong, you will accompany Zhang Caizhu to die. If you are right, let him die alone. So simple, you will not choose. Wrong."
It is clearly a voice that turns like a nightingale. Listening to Li’s ear in the corner, it feels like a nightmare:
Mu Yunyao, people are killing you, the county magistrate will definitely find out the truth, will never put Have you!"
"Oh, even God is sometimes awkward, let alone people. Otherwise, for so many years, you abused me and my mother, why didn't you open your eyes and let you go to earlier?"
"You... you are a goblin, the devil who collects debts! The county magistrate will definitely find out the truth, then cut your head, smashed and fed the dog!" Li's dragged a broken leg, hard to the corner In the past, it seems that it can be farther away from Mu Yunyao.
Mu Yunyao whispered out, slowly stood up and walked to Li's face, sticking out the white hands with scars. Although the hands were scarred, they were still slender and white, weak and boneless:
"Grandmother, people are more willing to believe in their own eyes. People are indeed killing me. But who would believe that I can kill a man who is a tall man?"
Li’s body was like a sieve, and he screamed and pushed Mu Yunyao to the ground.
The servant just came over and saw this scene picking up the killing stick in his hand and waving to Li. His eyes were full of disgust: "I am still uneasy in the prison. Is it a fight? The county magistrate wants to raise the court to interrogate the murder. In the case of the corpse, let's go."
This old aunt, in the prison still do not forget to bully his granddaughter, really deserve to break legs!
Li looked up at Mu Yunyao and was facing her cold and cold eyes. She couldn’t help her indulge in the intestines. She knew that this girl was so evil, she should kill her early!
Mu Yunyao sneered with a sneer, stood up and walked to the court with the footsteps of the servant, but his thoughts gradually went back and thought about what happened in those days.
Four days ago, Mu Yunyao opened his eyes and stunned. The room was not big. There were tables and benches not far away. The porcelain tea set was placed on the table, clean and tidy, and a wooden closet stood in the corner. In addition, there is nothing else...
This is her room before the age of thirteen!
She was kneeling on the bed, a beautiful woman was sitting sideways with tears, black hair like a cloud, thin body, a cloth skirt is still difficult to cover the whole body, it is her mother, Su Qing.
"Mothers..."
"Yaoer, you woke up, the wound behind your head can still hurt a lot?" Su Qing quickly helped her, and the tears fell even more powerfully. "I blame my mother, I didn't protect you, my mother-in-law, her mother-in-law." Can make such a heavy hand."
Mu Yunyao felt the pain in the back of the head, reached out and touched it. The pain in front of her eyes was black. She suddenly thought about it. Now she was two months after her death. Her grandmother came to the house and she went to the theory. Two sentences, I was beaten by a stick and lost half a life.
"Mother, mother!" Mu Yunyao flew into Su Qing's arms, the great joy echoed in her heart, so she couldn't help but burst into tears. She came back. She returned to all the nightmares before she started. Living, everything has a chance to recover.
Su Qingyi, then she tightened, as if holding the baby who was lost, crying and crying: "Yaoer."
Mu Yunyao bites the tip of her tongue tightly, so that the pain can make her believe that everything is not an illusion. If this is a dream, let her never wake up, for which she is willing to pay any price!
Suddenly, a shrill scream suddenly sounded:
"Well, you are a Su Qing, it really is a black heart, I just want to return to my son's things, it will make you chew the tongue, let the people in the village say I gossip? Hey, I tell you, Niang wants My son’s things are justified. When my son is alive, you haven’t been able to give us a home. Now that he is dead, you still want to take possession of my son’s things. It’s just a black heart and a loss. Good day!"
Listening to this voice, she felt a scream in her head, as if there were thousands of thunderstorms in her mind, which made her anger tremble, Li, this is the voice of her grandmother Li! No matter how many years have passed, this voice is like a curse, so that she can't help but feel cold when she hears it.