C1

Ten years ago.

Snow flew everywhere, and the cold wind blew.

The dark clouds roiled like a tidal wave, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.

In the clear and cold back alley, there was no one, only dead silence.

"Get lost!"

After a series of messy footsteps, a shout suddenly rang out, startling the crows, who flew up into the air. The voice came from a woman dressed in gorgeous clothing. Her voice was crisp and melodious, but it sounded even colder than the snow.

"Elder sister …" A woman in white was kneeling in the snow, begging in a low voice. One could still see her slim waist under the heavy winter dress. It was unknown if she was naturally slim or was too thin.

The noblewoman did not wait for her to speak and shouted again: "Shut up! Who is your sister? You are but a lowly maid in the family who shamelessly seduced the old master, and have already taken you in as my concubine. Who would have thought that you would do such a despicable thing while the old master was no longer around, and everyone in the household knows that if they didn't take you down into the lake, they would already be considered kind.

"No no …" Madame, Madam, I have not. Her eyes were red from crying, but she was not good at words. She could only repeatedly shout out that she had been wronged, while the woman remained unmoved. Even the maidservants and mama beside her coldly stared at her without a trace of sympathy.

"Wow..." Just as the noblewoman impatiently kicked the girl beside her away, a four or five-year-old girl suddenly burst into tears, adding a little more desolation to the snowy morning.

Hearing the crying of the child, the woman became even more annoyed. She turned around and said to the woman: "Hand this bastard over to this slut and we will chase him out of the house …"

"Madam!" "Madam …" The woman hugged the little girl that the disdainful mama forcefully pushed over. Tears fell like rain as she hissed, "Yue Er is the master's biological daughter. Madam, I have been wrongly accused. Madam, you can't chase Yue Er and me away …"

"But so what if she is your biological son? So what if she is a loser?" "If you do such a shameful thing, our Yun Family will still get this bastard. Zhang Ma, Wang Ma, hurry up and push them out. In the future, no one is allowed to let them into the palace …" The noblewoman glanced at the girl with disdain as she spat out cold words. The pretty girl suddenly stopped crying and cuddled in her mother's embrace as she stared blankly at the people in front of her, as if she was scared silly.

Upon hearing this, two robust and robust nannies rushed forward, and each of them lifted up the woman who was crying while hugging a child, and threw her out of the back door. Then, with a bang, they closed the wooden door.

"Mother, Yue Er is so cold …" The little girl's eyes were wide open as she looked at the towering mansion. She didn't understand why she couldn't stay in the pavilion with her cloak wrapped around her.

The girl who was sitting in the snow and was extremely sad finally came back to her senses after hearing the girl's tender voice. She hugged the child tightly and struggled to stand up after a long time, staring blankly at the tightly shut door, until the little girl shook her arm again.

"Mother, let's go, Auntie hates Yue Er, Daddy doesn't like Yue Er either, Big Bro and Big Sis don't like Yue Er either, Momo is bullying Yue Er too, let's go somewhere else …" The little girl's voice was soft, but it carried a trace of persistence.

The woman laughed bitterly. She did not wipe her tears away and picked up the small bundle on the ground to pat away the snow. Then, with some difficulty, she picked up the little girl and left the heartless manor step by step.

"Mother, Yue Er is so hungry …" The little girl hugged her lifeless mother and softly called out. Her voice carried a pout, but her clear eyes had a strange look in them.

Her mother had been bringing her to this run-down temple for a day and night. Her mother's warm body was getting colder and colder, and her expression was becoming more and more wooden. The obedient and intelligent little girl felt that something was wrong and could only remind her.

The frail woman looked at the little girl for a while before crying again, "Yue Er, Yue Er, my darling, mother doesn't want to live anymore, but you are still young, what are you doing?" "It's all mother's fault. Mother has to find Yue Er a place to stay …"

The woman muttered to herself for a while before she forced herself to pull the little girl out of the temple. Those heartless people didn't have a penny in their bag to take her and her daughter out of the house in this kind of snowstorm. The daughter must not die, the woman musters her will, but where can they go when the wind and snow are raging outside?

"Madam, there seems to be a child's cry on the side road." A plain but large carriage slowed down, and the man driving the carriage reported loudly to the heavy dark blue curtain.

"Now is not the time to meddle in other people's business. Hurry up!" A cold yet dignified female voice rang out. The coachman straightened the bamboo hat on his head and retracted his gaze, preparing to speed up.

"Mom, on a snowy day like this, there's no one around. How could there be a child crying? Let Uncle Wei take a look." A boy about eight or nine years old lifted the heavy curtain on the window and looked around.

"Yu'er, we still have a long way to go …" The woman spoke to the boy with an extremely affectionate tone.

"Mother, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. Could it be that that child is facing some difficulty? Let's just watch and see." The boy was insistent for some reason.

A slightly aged voice sounded from inside the carriage: "Wei Long, stop the car! Let Wei Hu bring two people over to take a look. "

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the carriage came to a stop. The coachman jumped off the carriage and signaled the people following closely behind to go check it out.

Not long after, two muscular men dressed in navy blue imperial clothing walked over with a mother and a daughter in their arms. The mother had already passed out, while the little girl had stopped crying.

"Mistress, this woman has already frozen and fainted. Look …"

"Bring her to the carriage, feed her some medicine, and speed up. We must pass to Jiangnan tonight!" The woman glanced around indifferently and closed the curtain after giving the order.