2 Chapter 2: Nice Fragrance

"...someone come…"

Lou Zi Yin's pretty face twitched in pain, she stumbled forward, but Shen Qing Ci, who looked like a ghost behind her, held her severed wrist ready to kill her.

"Come on, help..."

Lou Zi Yin was scared for the first time. She crawled forward but was nevertheless stabbed several times. The skin and flesh on her body were all pierced, and the air was filled with a deep smell of blood.

At this time, the door outside was pushed open with a bang. A young man walked in, and when he saw the situation inside, his face turned completely blue. He kicked Shen Qing Ci as she was thrown away and hit the ground under the pear tree.

He lifted up the bloody Lou Zi Yin, pointed at Shen Qing Ci, and ruthlessly said, "Beat her to death with a stick."

Several strong servants rushed over with sticks, all of them were fierce-looking and were aiming to hit her.

Shen Qing Ci was still lying on the ground like that, she just exhaled slightly. Her vision also started to darken; she didn't even have the energy to keep her eyes open.

This was the man she had given everything for, and this was the man she had chosen for herself.

She thought: 'Hello' Huang An Dong, you are so kind.

Due to her love for Huang An Dong, her brother died in his place; his body was dismembered by five horses and not even a full corpse was left.

Her hands were also ruined because of him.

Her father died on the battlefield.

In the end, her elder sister who was her only remaining family was also killed.

For her, for her love, her family broke down and people died.

"Haha..." She laughed, but tears rolled out of the corner of her eyes; only unspeakable sorrow remained.

She didn't love him anymore; she really didn't.

With a bang, all those sticks hit her body. The pain was no less than what she felt when her hands were broken. She heard a crack from her leg. Her leg was also broken, but she didn't cry, and she wouldn't cry. She just kept on shrinking her body, as if it was the only way to avoid pain, but the moment those sticks fell, they shattered every bone and every inch of her body.

No one could bear such pain. Split-opened flesh, bones, everything from inside out, all cracked; all of them were broken.

She couldn't even get up; her eyes were already bloody. And then there was a bang, a stick hit her forehead, she gradually began losing consciousness, and she couldn't even hear anything. It was just at that time, something small fell on her closed eyes and she tried opening her eyes.

Is it snowing? One piece after another, very white, very pure...

She remembered what her mother said, "My little A-Ning, mother hopes that there will be someone who will treat you like a treasure, to block all the pain for you, and to cover you from the wind and rain. Mother hopes that you will never know what pain is in all your life"

However, no one was there for her now. No one to protect her from the cold wind, and no one to protect her from the pain.

She opened her eyes, and blood already began flowing from her eyes. Except for patches of white snowflakes falling in front of her eyes, she couldn't see the other things clearly.

It was really snowing.

Fortunately, there were still people who saw her off in this world. She was not afraid of death, and it did not hurt...

Well, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt...

Slowly she closed her eyes. Her bones were broken, she was covered in blood. There's no more hope for her to live anymore... It was at this time that, she heard a voice.

"Hey, why do I think it is so fragrant? It turned out to be a pear tree", it was a man's voice. She didn't know who it was, but it sounded nice.

"Tsk, it's a dead person, she died like this, who is so cruel to beat people like this?"

Only Shen Qing Ci's last thread of consciousness was remaining and this was the last voice she could hear.

She heard footsteps approaching her, it seemed that it was not far from her, perhaps even closer than she thought. A scent of Buddhist Incense entered her nose, a very peaceful smell, and then her body warmed, and something seemed to cover her. She wanted to open her eyes to see this person who covered her, she at least wanted to know who helped her. Her long eyelashes trembled; she could see that there were white patches that were falling from time to time in front of her eyes. It turned out that it was not snow but flowers.

She saw a part of someone's hand, it was a man's wrist, and there was a crescent-like scar on his wrist...

"Thank you..."

She wriggled her pale lips, and she slowly closed her eyes again. And this time, she won't wake up again...

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"Did you smell it? It smells good!", someone said.

"Yeah, how can it smell so sweet, what kind of smell is this? Where did it come from?"

No one knew why but, in a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, almost all people in the capital could smell a fragrance, which seemed to have only passed by in an instant, and then there was no trace. And when people wanted to search, no one found from where it came from.

When this matter was mentioned later, everyone would still remember the fragrance that seemed to melt the soul...

In fact, no one knew it that, it was just the fragrance of a woman was at the end of her life.

Rumour has it that the daughter of the Lou family was born with a strange fragrance and was good at making incense, and the Lou family had a Perfume recipe book that recorded a hundred kinds of incense, and all kinds of incense were of great value. After Lou Xue Fei and her daughter, no one could make those fragrances anymore.

The Lou family's Fragrance disappeared without a trace.