V2.Chapter 1547

Xia Wan'er seems to be back to her boudoir in Da Zhou, and before she goes to stir up Murong bridge.

As usual, she sat in front of Yao Qin and lit incense. As soon as she put her hands on her face, Xia Lin called her outside.

She wanted to stand up and open the door for Xia Lin, but as soon as she got up, the scene changed again.

She seems to be standing in the corridor of the courtyard. In front of her is Murong bridge, and in the middle of the courtyard is Xia Zian, who has been fanned to the ground.

Looking at the familiar scene, her heart alarm, this day is the beginning of her nightmare!

No, she doesn't want to be like this. She doesn't want to rob Xia Zian!

Xia Wan'er rushes up and tries to push the Murong bridge away, but all the people who are still there just now suddenly disappear.

In the twinkling of an eye, he was in a cell. In front of him, Xia Huaijun was lying on the wet straw, with urine and feces beside the straw, holding an inconspicuous hairpin in his hands.

Xia Wan'er's heart is full of shock and guilt. Her tears flow down unconsciously. She staggers to him and kneels down.

"Daddy," seeing that he held the hairpin in his hand like a treasure, she looked up and said, "what's this?"

She asked aloud.

But no one responded.

It's just an ordinary silver hairpin. It's smooth without any carving. It's so ordinary that it's ugly. Why can he hold it so carefully?

Xia Wan'er kneels in front of him, but he doesn't feel it.

See Xia Huaijun holding hairpin, muddy eyes shed dirty tears, face full of regret and pain, murmured: "Dad sorry for you, Dad sorry for you."

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tears blurred Xia Wan'er's vision. Where did she not know the origin of the hairpin?

Yes, she remembered.

This hairpin belongs to Xia Zian. She once played with Xia Zian with it.

But how can it suddenly appear here?

Can't it be --

Xia Wan'er immediately stands up and looks around, but she doesn't find half of Xia Zian.

At the moment when she was about to turn back, she heard the sound of sharp weapons piercing into the flesh and blood, and the sound of blood gushing out.

Xia Wan'er's body was frozen, and her face was full of helplessness and horror.

She trembled and turned her head. When she saw the blood all over the wall, she could not help crying out!

"No, no!"

She squatted down with her head in her arms, and the memory ran like a devil in her mind.

She is really regret, regret, is she implicated to her love of xiahuaijun.

In a turn, she found herself standing.

In the distance, Mrs. Xia was trapped on the log and watched the angry people rush towards her with stones in their hands. The stones fell on her head like a torrential rain, and the blood flowed across her body.

"Grandma..." Xia Wan'er wants to rush to stop them, but she finds herself unable to move.

Old lady Xia had no choice but to live with all this.

She struggled for a long time, she can only close her eyes, not to see these, not to listen to these, not to think about these.

These nightmarish memories hidden deep in her heart, I don't know why they burst out at this moment.

She wanted to comfort herself that it was not true, but she had to admit that it was all her fault, so she had to punish her for seeing the death of Xia's mother and son?

For the first time, she realized what it was called "piercing regret", which did not exist when she was reduced to being a beggar.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her up.

She opened her eyes and saw Murong bridge's twisted face.

"Xia Wan'er, you have done so many evils that I have nothing. Do you want to enjoy happiness alone?"

"You go away, you go away!"

Xia Wan'er suddenly sits up from the bed and waves her fist disorderly.

"Calm down, it's just a nightmare." Qiao MINGYE grabs her by the wrist.

Xia Wan'er, who is imprisoned in her hands, just stops. She opens her eyes and looks at Qiao MINGYE. She grabs his hand and starts to cry.

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