She lowered her eyes and looked sad: "What's more, he is a noble and elegant gentry prince, but I am a brothel prostitute. What's the future between us?"

Jiang Chengjia grabbed her hands and said with a little distressed feeling: "I don't allow you to say that to yourself."

Yan Chunniang looked at Jiang Chengjia with tears flashing, and the grievances that had been accumulated in her heart for many years were immediately unrestrained.

"Girl, if I...if I hadn't been in the brothel back then, would I... not have become like this now?" She regretted and was upset, but it was too late.

She always thought that if she was not a fireworks woman, she might have a different ending now than Fu Zhongwen.

Jiang Chengjia passed by and hugged Yan Chunniang, who was crying with her face covering her face, and her heart was also in a panic.

Thinking of the past, the two of them were both upset and blamed themselves.

Yan Chunniang has been following Jiang Chengjia since she was a child. Until she was seven or eight years old, she never left the Shuilou, nor did she leave Jiang Chengjia.

During the Yang Jia Festival, Jiang Chengjia and Ning Nanyou met with the deserts in the western border, and were saved in an oasis.

The master and servant first came to Ning Nanyou and returned to the Central Plains from the Western Xinjiang.

However, on the way, Yan Chunniang got separated from Jiang Chengjia in a civil turmoil that broke out in Wuzhangyuan.

At that time, she was still young, lonely and helpless in the chaos of the people, and was extremely hungry, so she was deceived by someone and sold it to the brothel Huayun Pavilion in Youfufeng.

The madam there took a fancy to her appearance and raised her into the number one prostitute in Youfufeng in an extremely cruel way.

Before she was fifteen years old, she would rather be beaten to death than take her customers. The madam seemed to be willing to lose her money tree, so she didn't say much.

But... At the age of fifteen, she was attracted by the head of the local non-commissioned officers in Youfufeng. The madam was afraid of the power of the genius and colluded with the servants and maids in Huayun Pavilion, put medicine in her meals, and sent her unconscious into the non-commissioned officer's mansion.

Yan Chunniang will never forget her death. When she woke up from her coma, she found that the fat and round man was riding on her body, and her rough and short hands kept ravaging her body.

At that moment, the nausea and vomiting that surged into her body made her struggle constantly under the man.

However, the more she struggled, the more the man lying on her, the more she laughed wildly, and laughed at her for being so mocked that she could not escape his palm.

The non-commissioned clan always has some dirty habits that are difficult to talk about when it comes to men and women.

Yan Chunniang was tortured like crazy. On the next day, when the madam and the servants carried her out of the non-commissioned officer's house, her body was covered with red marks left after being slapped, and dried blood was hanging on the corner of her mouth, as if she had gone to hell for a walk.

After this, she felt very dirty, lost her previous persistence, and lost her backbone.

Who would pity the broken flowers and willows?

Her body and everything about her, thousands of people slept and thousands of people tasted it, and it was so dirty.

At the age of sixteen, at the request of the government, the Huayun Pavilion once sent some tall, talented and beautiful flower signs to the military camp stationed outside the city of Youfufeng, serving as military prostitutes, and rewarded the soldiers who returned from the bloody battle on the desert frontier.

As the top card in Huayun Pavilion, Yan Chunniang was naturally inevitably sent to the military camp.

However, it was meaningless for her to be regarded as a military prostitute. She was calm and numb to the gentry, general or butcher who were obsessed with her body and was unwilling to struggle.

It was in this year that Yan Chunniang and Fu Zhongwen met.

At that time, Fu Zhongwen was only nineteen years old. Since the battle with the Xiongnu in Beimo, he was promoted to the left general of Youfufeng. However, due to the fierce battle in Beimo, Fu Zhongwen returned seriously injured and was kept in the military camp outside Youfufeng City and never dared to return to the old house of Fu family.

As the top sign of Huayun Pavilion, Yan Chunniang was naturally sent to the General's Camp.

Fu Zhongwen sat on the couch wearing a loose inner robe and closed his eyes and focused his mind. He didn't even know when Yan Chunniang was washed and sent in.

She slept beside him, motionless, looking at his tall body sitting upright on the edge of the bed, at a loss.

She once thought he was weird and withdrawn.

After three or four days later, when she was sent to the camp, Fu Zhongwen never said a word to her, let alone touched her.

Yan Chunniang looked at him silently.

When Fu Zhongwen was young, he was famous in the Great Wei Dynasty for his handsome appearance. After fighting in the northern desert for many years, he returned. He wiped away his childhood, became tough and mature, and his facial features became more delicate.

Yan Chunniang had met many princes of the gentry, but none of them were like Fu Zhongwen.

Life in the military camp is not as bad as she thought. On the contrary, Yan Chunniang, who was with Fu Zhongwen every day, had a smile more than before.

During the night talk of the bonfire in the army, she heard a lot of legends about him on the battlefield, heard him fighting and killing the enemy, and how he led the Great Wei army to break through the northern land, heading straight to the Xiongnu royal city, and defeating the Xiongnu people in a panic and fleeing.

She also admired him more and more.

Although they had no communication, such a peaceful and peaceful life was enough for Yan Chunniang.

Such a quiet life took about half a month.

Seeing that Fu Zhongwen seemed not interested in Yan Chunniang, the madam in Huayun Pavilion wanted to take her back to the brothel and continue to pick up customers.

Yan Chunniang was unwilling to continue living such a humble and betrayal life. When the madam went to the military camp and wanted to force her to catch her back, she hid in the small valley close to the military camp. She stayed there for a whole night.

She hid in the bushes tiredly and fell asleep. When she woke up, she saw a green snake with a bowl-sized mouth tightly wrapped around her tree trunks that were leaning on her sleeping tree, stretching her long neck, and spitting out her bright red snake, Shinzi, staring at her coldly.

She almost ran up in fear and shivered her whole body backed back.

Such sudden movements completely attracted the attention of the green snake.

Yan Chunniang ran in the woods with no chance, but how could her speed be comparable to a green snake?

The snake seemed to have spirituality, and walked around her, suddenly stood up, and rushed towards Yan Chunniang like an arrow about to be released from the string.

Her legs and feet became weak and she fell into the grass. She was shocked and thought she was about to be buried in the snake's belly, but suddenly she heard a "whoosh" sound flashing in her ears.

She closed her eyes tightly, looking pale and ugly.

After waiting for half a day, I never heard any movement of the snake again.

Yan Chunniang opened her eyes tremblingly, and saw that there was nothing in front of her, while the green snake was pierced by a feather arrow, as if she had struggled on the ground twice before she died.

She had goose bumps all over her body, stood up from the ground, and took several steps back. She knew that she could not see the corpse of the green snake, so she dared to stop.

At this moment, a low mockery suddenly came from the forest: "Why are you so brave, why dare to run into the dense bushes?"

She was so surprised that she turned around and looked at her.

I saw Fu Zhongwen wearing iron and silver armor and holding a bow and arrow leaning against a tree, with a calm expression.

Yan Chunniang had never heard him speak to her, and she didn't expect him to look at her directly.

Now, this man she never dared to dream of has saved her life.

Yan Chunniang hesitated and said to him: "General...why is he here?"

Her voice was obviously hoarse from fear.

Fu Zhongwen froze and said, "The madam from Huayun Pavilion comes to the military camp to find someone. If you can't find you, you will naturally have to settle the score with me."

When Yan Chunniang heard this, she fell down her eyes in disappointment, and said with a slight pain in her heart: "The general just... doesn't want to get into trouble? That's why she came to find me?"

Fu Zhongwen was too lazy to listen to her saying this, so he turned around and headed towards the outsider of the bushes.

Yan Chunniang looked at him without hesitation, and her back became more and more distant, and she felt uncontrollably sad.

Although she never asked for anything, when she felt from his cold expression that she was a trouble for him, her heart was still as if she was stabbed by a needle.

The two returned to the military camp one by one.

Yan Chunniang made preparations as if she had accepted her fate, and wanted to return to Huayun Pavilion with the old madam again.

After entering the military camp, I learned that the madam and the servant from Huayun Pavilion had already left the military camp two hours ago.

Yan Chunniang felt strange. How could the madam leave so easily without finding her? What made her even more strange was that Fu Zhongwen just told her that the madam was still waiting in the military camp... Why did there be no one in the blink of an eye?

She inquired about the situation from several soldiers who were familiar with her, but unexpectedly learned that as early as three hours ago, Fu Zhongwen told the madam Huayun Pavilion that she would stay with her for another ten days and half a month, and used two dollars to send her away, which allowed her to continue to stay in the military camp.

Yan Chunniang never expected that Fu Zhongwen, who had never said a word to her in the past month, would actually help.

She remembered the scene in the jungle just now, and then she realized that those words Fu Zhongwen said probably didn't want her to feel that she owed him, but said hard words casually.

Yan Chunniang took off her sadness and felt a sense of joy.

She stood outside Fu Zhongwen's tent and hesitated for a long time before finally plucking up the courage to prepare to enter the tent and thank him.

When she lifted the curtain, Fu Zhongwen took off his inner robe and changed his clothes in the tent.

Hearing the movement, he turned around and looked at the tent. Seeing Yan Chunniang standing there motionlessly, raised her eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

Yan Chunniang was stunned, then shook her head like a rattle, and whispered like a mosquito and flies: "I...I'm fine."

She kept all her words in her heart and couldn't say them.

She stared at the four huge scars that were strikingly striking on Fu Zhongwen's bra, and saw the uneven scars extending along his shoulders and neck until they stop.

She only felt shocking, and she couldn't imagine what Fu Zhongwen had experienced in the Beimo, so that the scars on her body would be so terrible.

Fu Zhongwen changed his clothes and turned around to look again. Seeing Yan Chunniang standing there motionlessly, she said strangely: "What are you doing when you have been standing in front of the door?"

Yan Chunniang was shocked, put down the curtain that she had been holding in her hand, and took a few steps forward in panic.
Chapter completed!