Chapter 1
Gu Yundai lay wet on a pile of hay.
A face the size of a palm, pale as paper, a little swollen from the blisters.
She slowly opened her eyes, and felt a bone-piercing cold, penetrating into every pore of her body, like a knife cutting.
She couldn't help curling up her body.
At this moment, the door of the broken house was pushed open, and a round-faced woman in her forties hurried in with her clothes and quilts in her arms. When she saw Yun Dai's appearance, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Miss San, quickly wrap the quilt up." She threw herself in front of Yun Dai and wrapped the quilt up for her.
Yun Dai felt that she was dying of cold, so she didn't bother to ask more questions, she took off her soaked clothes indiscriminately, put on a coarse cotton jacket and trousers, wrapped herself in the quilt, shivering non-stop.
"...Third Miss, how good this is." The woman cried, wiping her tears, "The young master was carried away, and the master said that he was going to be thrown to death. You should think of a way."
"What?" Yun Dai's frozen mind was a little stiff, and she didn't understand for a while, where did the young master come from.
The woman put together a pile of grass, took out a torch and lit it, and roasted it for her, and said the matter hastily.
Yun Dai's body gradually warmed up, her mind turned, and then she slowly recalled what happened before she traveled.
Ten months ago, the original owner found out that she was pregnant. What's worse, she was still an unmarried boudoir girl.
The original owner was cowardly and cowardly, lived for sixteen years, but did a bold thing.
She hid at her nanny's house and secretly gave birth to a baby boy a month ago, but her family discovered it before the confinement was over.
When her family pressed her about who the child's father was, she couldn't tell at all.
The furious Mr. Gu felt that she was immoral and insulting to the family, so he directly followed the clan rules and stuffed her into a pig cage and sank her into the lake.
Later, they were secretly rescued by the nanny, mother and son.
The original owner had already been drowned, and Yun Dai came across.
"The child... isn't at the nanny's house?" Yun Dai thought for a while, then said hoarsely.
"The master sent someone to snatch the child away just now!" Aunt Pan burst into tears, "Third Miss, you should think of a way, it will be too late..."
After all, it is the original owner's child, only one month old.
Yun Dai couldn't bear it either.
"Where was the child taken?"
"To the direction of the ancestral hall." Aunt Pan cried anxiously, "The master said that he would throw the child to death in front of the whole family as a punishment..."
Yun Dai stood up and said, "I'll bring the child back!"
She threw down the quilt, ran out of the dilapidated house, stepped on the thick snow, and followed the direction in memory to the ancestral hall.
Many people surrounded the temple.
The heart-piercing cries of the child could be heard vaguely.
For some reason, hearing the child's cry, Yun Dai's heart was stabbed severely.
She squeezed into the crowd, and saw Mr. Gu with an angry face, holding a thinly clad baby boy in his hands. The baby boy clenched his fists, and his little face turned purple from crying.
"...Today, I'll kill this little bastard!" After finishing his speech, Master Gu lifted up the baby boy.
"Stop!" Yun Dai rushed over.
There was an uproar around.
Those who recognized her all showed expressions of seeing a ghost.
When Master Gu saw her, he was also stunned: "You, you bastard, why aren't you dead yet?"
Yun Dai ignored him, stepped forward and snatched the child, took off the padded jacket, and wrapped the child tightly.
Master Gu was furious and shouted: "Come here, tie up these two evils together and throw them into the well. I'll see how she crawls out!"
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