第四十一章素染(3/15)

                                                                                                        她坐在树下，蜷起腿，发钗上的血尚未干涸，轻轻一滴，落在趾甲上，指肚微微一推，涂匀。望着那鲜艳的色泽，她微笑站起，继续往高处走去。
                                                                                                                                                                她是血钗。血钗雍素锦。
                                                                                                                                                                其实，过去的事情，她都记得清清楚楚。虽然年纪小，但实在太过刻骨铭心，没有那深埋脑海的恨意，她也不会成为如今令人闻风色变的女魔头。
                                                                                                                                                                那一晚，姐姐挡住了她的眼睛。但已经腾不出手，来堵住她的耳朵。
                                                                                                                                                                娘亲绝望的哀求与痛苦的呻吟，时不时便会在她的梦中重现。身为女人，尤其是漂亮的女人，仿佛天生便有着罪。
                                                                                                                                                                如果不能自保，下场就是那样惨不忍睹。她微微一笑，抬起发钗，横在舌尖，轻轻横舔过去。
                                                                                                                                                                血的味道充满了口腔，肮脏，恶心，让她想吐。但她反而含住了发钗的前端，将最后一点残血吮吸干净。
                                                                                                                                                                她一贯乐于逼自己去做不想做的事。那会让她清楚地记住，自己是什么样的人，经历过怎样的事。
                                                                                                                                                                所以，其实，微嗔和尚的提议，并非没有半点诱惑力。她们雍氏一门的悲惨下场，罪过在谁？在满腔忠诚为国报效却不小心站错位置的魏宸将军么？在明目张胆罗织罪名大兴朋党之争打压异己的奸臣么？在无耻下流趁火打劫将她家女眷羞辱并贩卖的牢头么？不。
                                                                                                           

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