A foot of green, frost blade cold.
She is the pride of Hujiazhuang, the heroine in bright clothes and angry horses who amazes Dulonggang, and the untouchable cinnabar on the heart of the third son of the Zhu family.
However, in the eyes of all the heroes in Liangshan:
In Song Jiang's eyes, she is a chess piece that comforts people;
In Wu Yong's eyes, she was a vulnerability that lured the enemy in;
In Wang Ying's eyes, she was a piece of greasy fat that finally fell into the bowl.
The fire in Dulonggang burned for three days and three nights, burning away her pride.
Her proud combat boots were stepped into the stinking mud, and the family she guarded was reduced to scorched earth.
That night, when the short, fat and wretched man approached her with a filthy lip, a turbid smell of alcohol and a disgusting smile, there was no more youth in the world, only a body codenamed "Lady".
She began to learn to recite the humiliating gang rules, pour tea, and kneel down to toast.
She thought that as long as she obeyed, she could save her father's life.
What she didn't know was that deep in the stable, filled with the fragrance of hay and the cold earthy air, a pair of sinister young eyes like wild beasts had been lurking for too long.
"Miss, Liangshan owes you this, and I will make them... Pay with their lives."
[High-energy warning: Contains stunning portraits]
This book has disclosed the files of the core characters, taking you directly into the soul of that bloody world:
Hu Sanniang: The cold phoenix falling into the clouds.
Xiaolong (adult photo): A wolf dormant in the stable, a loyal dog bought with a tael of silver.
Zhu Biao: The white moonlight in her heart can never reach it.
(The portrait has been uploaded. Look at the young man who slaughtered all the mountains for Sanniang. Is that what you think of him?)
[The author has something to say: About redemption]
I still can't forgive Hu Sanniang's ending in the original novel: her whole family was wiped out, but she recognized the thief as her father, married her enemy, and became a soulless tool.
That's not "surrender," that's the death of the soul.
I was unwilling to give in, so I wrote this book.
I will write about the blood and tears behind her "obedience" and how she was brainwashed, objectified, and trampled on.
But all the suppression was for that moment of explosion.
I want to use the hands of young Xiaolong to shoot the most violent shot in the Loyalty Hall filled with hypocrites.
Even if you are in hell, I will take you back to the world
Purpose: To rebuild dignity in desperate situations and find true love and self on the ruins.
