Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 304 Everyone Calls Her a Slut

Mu Yunhe's hands froze in mid-air. After a while, he smiled gratifiedly, and said to Yijiu with red eyes: "My child, I am Dad, and you are Fu Yan of Dad..."

He took a step forward, wanting to hold Bai Yijiu in his arms.

It's a pity, Bai Yijiu turned sideways lightly, avoided Mu Yunhe's hands again, raised her eyes and glanced at Fu Ling behind him: "He recognized the wrong person, please take him away."

Her tone was calm, and against the delicate face illuminated by the sun, it made people feel a kind of fear in vain, and Mu Yunhe's heart trembled inexplicably.

Fuling was caught in the middle and could only be silent for a while.

"Birthmark, Fuyan, Dad remembers that you have a small birthmark on your arm..."

Mu Yunhe looked at Bai Yijiu affectionately, his hands were a little at a loss, as if he couldn't put them anywhere.

Bai Yijiu was a little impatient, turned around and was about to leave.

"Child..." Mu Yunhe nervously clasped Bai Yijiu's wrist, but she pushed it away repulsively.

He panicked, so he had no choice but to raise his hands not to touch her, and slowly calmed her down: "Father's fault, it's Dad's fault, I scared Fuyan, I scared you... Father, I'm sorry... I'm sorry ..."

Bai Yi walked into the room without looking back, and closed the door with a bang, shutting everyone out.

"What should I do about Fuling?" Mu Yunhe stood anxiously outside the door, but dared not knock on the door. He looked at Fuling helplessly, "What should I do...what should I do...I...I'm sorry Yan'er!"

It was the first time Fu Ling saw Mu Yunhe's flustered appearance, and now he doesn't have half the majesty of a stern general.

She felt very uncomfortable, hugged Mu Yunhe's trembling arm, and said softly: "She needs time to digest, Father, don't be in a hurry."

Mu Yunhe looked at the wooden door hesitatingly, the guilt surged in his heart, and his attempts to knock on the door were suppressed by him again and again...

inside the door.

Bai Yijiu leaned against the door quietly, her dark eyes were very deep.

As if stained with ink, it was pitch black, cold, and deathly silent.

Outside the door, Mu Yunhe kept apologizing, and the trembling voice filled the girl's mind for a long time.

Yi Jiu didn't make any sound, all the sadness was silently suppressed in her heart
After an unknown amount of time, Yijiu slumped on the ground tiredly, bent her knees and hugged herself tightly.

She opened her sleeves, her calm eyes fixed on the birthmark under a scar.

The girl's arms were covered with hideous and ugly scars, new wounds piled up with old ones, and the repeated scars had long since faded away.

The night was already dark, yet Yijiu was still sitting on the cold ground blankly, staring blankly at her shoes.

During this period, the girl did not shed a single tear.

Mu Yunhe's hoarse voice outside the door had disappeared, leaving only the howling cold wind.

Yi Jiu sighed, smiled bitterly, stood up with difficulty, and looked at the dark room with the corners of her lips curled up.

She groped in the dark and sat at the table.

After pondering for a long time, she poured a glass of cold water and drank it down.

Since she was a child, she has no name.

In memory, everyone called her a slut.

When did she start, about four years old, she got used to her own name.

When someone calls a bitch, she will subconsciously turn her head to look at others.

Since then, the injury of cold violence has been deeply seared on her heart.

When the leather whip hit her body, she really hoped that her parents would come to save her, so much hope, so much hope.

Even if there is no father and mother, it would be good to find someone else to save her.

(End of this chapter)