I was a beauty blogger in ancient times

The first time Fang Qingge met Jiang Huai was in a refugee camp outside the city.

At that time, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and it was extremely cold. The wind swirled and blew, which made people's faces ache, and their hands and feet were so cold that they couldn't relieve themselves even holding Mrs. Tang.

Even so, the Fang family took a large group of people to go out of the city to give porridge.

The Fang family is a well-known benevolent family in the capital. Master Fang would take his children outside the city to give porridge every winter to help the refugees who came to the capital to survive the winter.

It was the first time that Fang Qingge followed Fang Qingge to give porridge this time, and she was full of curiosity along the way, but she was really well-raised, and she always had a kind and indifferent aura about her, which made people feel that she was confident and calm .

Even Master Fang thought so, and dared to let her run around in the refugee camp alone.

Snowflakes fell one after another, turning the outside of the city into a snowfield, and red plum blossoms angrily bloomed on this plain white, outlining the most beautiful scenery in winter.

This is a scenery that the capital does not have. Fang Qingge is like a sparrow released from a cage, leading a maid, galloping over this boundless expanse.

It's just that she has forgotten what kind of filth is hidden under the white snow.

This is a refugee camp, not a gathering of young masters and young ladies from Beijing.

How many men here have seen someone like Fang Qingge?In their eyes, this is already the posture of a fairy.

And the most beautiful thing about immortals is when they fall.

The dirtiest desires in their hearts burst out, and several people smiled lewdly and stepped forward to surround Fang Qingge and her maid.

"You, what are you doing!" The loyal little maid stood in front of Fang Qingge, but her trembling voice undoubtedly revealed her fear.

But Fang Qingge's expression didn't change much, he looked extremely calm, which inevitably made the men who surrounded them hesitate and dare not go forward.

In fact, Fang Qingge was so panicked that he didn't know anything, and he didn't even have time to show his expression.

Although the men were afraid that Fang Qingge might have something to make her confident, they had indeed not had sex for a long time, so they only hesitated for a moment, and chose to push forward.

Just when the men's hands were about to touch Fang Qingge, there was a sudden stern voice, "Stop!"

In the vast expanse of snow, a man suddenly jumped up. He was dirty all over, and his hair was scattered, making it difficult to see his face clearly. There was only a pair of star-like eyes shining brightly.

He seemed to have just woken up, and even stretched himself. He smiled evilly at the men surrounding Fang Qingge and said, "What? Are you going to snatch the woman I like?"

The men glanced at him, seemed a little apprehensive, and backed away.

Only now did he look at Fang Qingge, his eyes were full of determination, as if they could cut people, Fang Qingge took a step back in fright.

But he didn't seem to be interested in Fang Qingge, he just glanced lazily, then lay back in the snow, and said, "I'm not interested in you, you can go."

Fang Qingge was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly became very curious. Perhaps she was sure that the man lying in the snow had no ill intentions towards her. She walked over, squatted beside him, and asked, "Are you sleeping in the snow?" ?Is not It Cold?"

The man in Xueli ignored her, turned over and continued to sleep.

However, Fang Qingge didn't intend to give up, she got up and ran to the other side of the man in the snow, and asked again, "Is it not cold to fall asleep in the snow?"

The man seemed impatient, and looked up at her, but Fang Qingge read this as a signal that the man was willing to talk to her, and happily asked again, "Aren't you cold?"

In the next second, the man pulled her over and threw her on the ground, Fang Qingge's heart almost jumped out of her throat in fright.

The little maid was also anxious, and immediately stepped forward to beat and kick the man, "You idiot, let go of my lady!"

But the man ignored it, just stared into Fang Qingge's eyes and said, "If you want to leave, if you don't leave, do you really want to be my woman?"

Fang Qingge couldn't speak, she just felt that there was a sharp knife hidden in the man's eyes, piercing the snow and ice that had wrapped up in her heart at some point.

Seeing that Fang Qingge seemed to be petrified by him, the man also

Stop making a fuss, got up and said "Sorry." Then turned and left.

Fang Qingge looked at the back of the man going away, and hurriedly shouted: "What's your name!"

Where Fang Qingge couldn't see, Jiang Huai frowned, and replied, "Jiang Huai."

From then on, Fang Qingge always came to the refugee camp. The people in the refugee camp knew that she was related to Jiang Huai, so they didn't dare to mess with her.

But Jiang Huai always avoided Fang Qingge, so Fang Qingge sang in the place where he lived, and over time, everyone in the refugee camp learned her song.

Her voice was as clear and melodious as an oriole, and it was pleasant to hear, but even so, Jiang Huai didn't see her.

Until one time, Fang Qingge blocked him at the place where they first met.

At this time, it was already summer.

The green leaves are rustling as the wind blows, the sun shines on the flowers, casting a beautiful shadow, and the cicadas are screaming, everything is full of joy and joy.

Only Fang Qingge was not happy.

"Why didn't you see me!" Fang Qingge asked angrily.

Jiang Huai still said, "You miss me so much, do you want to be my woman?"

He thought that Fang Qingge would walk away ashamed and indignant as before, but unexpectedly Fang Qingge nodded with a blushing face.

Jiang Huai's eyes widened suddenly, and the sharp blades in his eyes seemed to be melted by the scorching sun, turning into spring water in March.

But he couldn't promise Fang Qingge.

"Miss Fang." This is the first time Jiang Huai has called Fang Qingge so formally, "You are Miss Fang, and what am I? A penniless tramp, a beggar who goes around begging for food, you will only be able to follow me." It’s hard work, so don’t make jokes anymore.”

"I know you are knowledgeable!" Seeing Jiang Huai's refusal, Fang Qingge said anxiously.

"So what if you are knowledgeable?" Jiang Huai sneered, "No matter how knowledgeable you are, if you don't have chance, you will be blind!"

Looking at Jiang Huai's indifferent face, Fang Qingge pursed his lips, and said firmly, "Then, I am the greatest encounter in your life."

At this time, Jiang Huai looked at Fang Qingge with extremely complicated eyes, some were happy, some were sorry, some were firm, some were determined, some were at a loss...

But Fang Qingge at the time thought that the complexity in his eyes was love.

The two of them have never been married, but everyone tacitly waited for Jiang Huai to make a difference, and then marry Fang Qingge gracefully.

It's just that no one expected what happened next.

Jiang Huai has never been a good person.

That time and time again, I avoided seeing him because I wanted to play hard to get.

Even the heroic rescue of the beauty was a hoax.

He is Nan Sang's spy, and he came to Fang Qingge's side with a purpose, but when Fang Qingge knew all this, it was already too late.

The Fang family fell, and she was imprisoned by Jiang Huai.

But what can she do?

She can only live a life like a prison bird day after day and year after year.

Until she met Zhao Yiqing.

Jiang Huai was exposed, and he went to jail.

Fang Qingge was overjoyed, she hated him and wished that he would die!

I can't wait for him to be hacked into pieces!Can't wait for him to be divided into five horses!

So she went to see him in the prison, and she wanted to laugh at him. After working so hard for so long, she got nothing in the end!

But when she saw Jiang Huai, she couldn't say anything like the first time she saw Jiang Huai.

There was still that sharpness in his eyes that he had met for the first time, which never dissipated.

So, she just looked at Jiang Huai quietly and sang a song.

It was the one she used to sing in the refugee camp.

"There are plums, but they are actually seven. I beg my common man, I will give you auspiciousness. I beg my common man, I will give it tonight..."

Jiang Huai didn't raise her head, nor did she lower her head, she sang it over and over until she left.

At this time, Jiang Huai looked at her leaving back, moved her lips, as if she had said three words.

It's just that no one will know what he said anymore.