In the eyes of many nobles in Southern Chu, Xiang Zhehua is an out-and-out genius.
At the age of fourteen, he rose to the sixth level of the realm, not to mention the top in the noble family, but it can be regarded as a remarkable achievement. What really makes Xiang Zhehua's family proud is that Xiang Zhehua didn't devote all his time to martial arts. Sword practice is just one of the compulsory courses for her, and she has taken countless courses since she was a child.
Xiang Zhehua has high attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine, flower tea, archery and horseback riding, arithmetic and divination...even including husband and son.
At that time, she was really the apple of the eye of the family. Like Jiang Yuesheng who had returned triumphantly, she was a very dazzling existence in Nanchu. The first-class nobles and second-class nobles in Southern Chu all tried their best, hoping that their children would win the battle and marry this talented girl back home.
At that time, Xiang Zhehua didn't understand that her greatest value lies in marrying someone.
She just took it for granted that if she could learn more things, she would be able to do more things, and one day she would be able to climb to a higher place and see a wider world. Of course, she is very grateful to her family for their kindness in nurturing her, and she also has great respect for her grandfather. She is willing to use what she has learned to help her family.
But in fact, this is just Xiang Zhehua's wishful thinking.
It is not necessarily a good thing to have a capable girl in a big family. If you compare other men in the family, especially the heirs in line of the family, you will feel a bit superior to others. Xiang Zhehua has worn countless small shoes since she was a child, but her reaction in this regard is too slow, so that she often doesn't realize it.
EQ and IQ are difficult to double high. Learning things from Zhehua is very fast, but it is much worse when it comes to people's understanding of the world.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be at the age of marriage to understand why the family raised her.
At that time, Xiang Ge Ling's wrinkled hands stroked the top of Xiang Zhehua's head, and his gaze on her seemed to be on a ginseng fruit that had finally grown. Xiang Zhehua can be sold for a high price, which is recognized in the family, but it is not known how much it can be sold for. Xiang Ge Ling has many candidates in his heart, such as the prince of the royal family, such as the white phoenix in the sea of clouds, and Xiao Hei, the eldest son of Southern Chu, is also a good choice...
However, Xiang Ge Ling would not express his thoughts clearly. He knew very well that products needed to be hyped, and the more people who hyped them, the more valuable they would be.
So he didn't directly reject those who came to propose marriage, but let Xiang Zhehua keep showing his talent in front of them. It's a pity that the more times of showing, no matter how dull people are, they will slowly realize the real purpose of the family, and Xiang Zhehua gradually realizes that she is just a vase... But what's the use of realizing this
Her life is not something she can decide on her own.
The biggest resistance she could make was to mock those young men who came to propose marriage with a sullen face and expressionless, refute them from all aspects, and then gain a reputation of being proud and arrogant. This reputation can help her delay some time, and also push her completely into the abyss of loneliness.
Xiang Zhehua has never had a friend since she was a child. There is not even a person who can speak his mind, confide or complain a few words.
There was no time to study hard, and it is even more impossible to have it after being labeled as arrogant.
Xiang Geling is still tirelessly planning a marriage for her, hoping to marry her to a high-ranking lord and win some potential external allies for the Lord Peace faction. Some of those lords were over 40 years old, some were over 50 years old, and some were even a few years younger than Xiang Ge Ling himself, but Xiang Ge Ling didn't care. What he valued was the opponent's strength, age, appearance and It doesn't matter what you talk about.
The portrait of Xiang Zhehua and the letterhead written by Xiang Zhehua were sent out again and again.
The paper with a faint floral fragrance is covered with gentle words and sentences. If you look carefully, you may be able to see the tears between the lines.
Xiang Zhehua has been thinking, where is her future? What will your future look like? The bird in the cage kept fantasizing about the blue sky, but reality still imprisoned her in this cage. There may be no shortage of food and water here, but without freedom, no matter how beautiful the bird is, it is just a plaything in the hands of others.
On the night when she threw herself into Lide's arms, Xiang Zhehua felt that her brain was probably burnt out. But there is one thing she is sober, that is, maybe not all for her own family, but also because she is really tired.
She thinks that's fine too.
At least Lid was her age, at least he didn't look so boring. Two people can't be regarded as a good match, they can't be regarded as love at first sight, they can't be regarded as a golden marriage, they can't be regarded as anything. To him, she was just a shortcut to achieve his goal, and to her, he might just be an excuse to escape.
The funny thing is, when the bamboo stick was nailed between her nails, and the screams of pain were blocked in her throat by the rag in her mouth, Lide was the first person Xiang Zhehua thought of.
Because, in her barren life, there is no second person who can allow her to think about it.
Finger bones were knocked off, cheeks were cut open, and steel whips were whipped on his body. The pain gradually became numb, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and the heat from his body was being taken away bit by bit. Xiang Zhehua had mixed feelings in her heart, she always felt that what she did was not good enough, and she hadn't completely fooled Xiang Tiange. She didn't feel particularly sorry for herself, but she felt very sorry for the dress that Lide made for her. It was made of such good material and craftsmanship. She watched it sew up bit by bit, and it probably couldn't be worn now.
it's a pity.
Just like her life, it has a starting point that everyone envies and an end point that everyone ridicules.
Xiang Zhehua opened his mouth, watching the steel whip fall and hit his eyes, his vision instantly became blurred. The rag in his mouth was soaked in blood, and when he bit down hard, the blood would flow continuously.
The man in charge of interrogating her raised Xiang Zhehua's chin with a knife, and asked frivolously:
"You and Lide have colluded and are going to lie to the Lord City Lord, right?"
Xiang Zhehua shook her head, the bones of her cervical spine creaked.
The man used a knife to draw shallow scars on her snow-white neck, and finally the tip of the knife stopped at the position of the main artery:
"You betrayed Xiang Geling, passed information to Lide in private, and came here as an undercover agent for him... What is your real purpose?"
Xiang Zhehua didn't answer.
The man laughed, his smile was as cold as a poisonous snake, and he said in a low voice:
"There are 720 acupuncture points in the human body, of which there are 108 vital points. Among the 108 vital points, there are 72 points that can prevent death from pain. Just now, it is only the skin and flesh. Pain, and then you will understand what it means to live rather than die."
The man threw away the whip in his hand, took out a silver needle, rubbed it lightly on the part where the flowers were folded, and then pierced it bit by bit.
Xiang Zhehua's tears fell like broken threads in an instant, and there was a gurgling sound in her throat, and her bound body struggled to twist.
The man continued to smile and said:
"Now, you still have a chance to talk. What's your relationship with Lied...?"
When his voice fell, a flat answer suddenly sounded in the room:
"I've slept through, what do you think?"
The man froze for a moment, then turned around, only to feel that the joints of his wrist were instantly removed, and a handful of silver needles fell into someone else's hands. Then a majestic force flew him out and hit the wall.
Before he could see where the other person was, the silver needles filled all seventy-two acupuncture points on his body in an instant.
A heart-wrenching roar resounded throughout the City Lord's Mansion!