The palace wall reflects the moon

Chapter 67 He must be in pain [-]
Lu Yunjin would rather Jiang Liu was a heartless and unjust villain than take such a path and suffer such torture.

She wanted to see Jiang Liu, hug him, ask him if he was hurt, and go back to Qingshui Village with him.

But she couldn't go to him.

Jiang Qingyue was scared when she saw her mother crying. She had never seen her mother lose her temper like this.

On weekdays, her mother was obviously very unhappy, but every time she faced her, she would forcefully smile at her.

Her mother didn't like to talk to everyone in the Zhenguo Palace, but every time Jiang Qingyue wanted something or something to eat, she would take the initiative to communicate with the guards guarding the gate of the courtyard.

Jiang Qingyue thought that her mother had always been cold and cold.

But the news that my father had become an eunuch made my mother so hysterical...

What is a eunuch?
That night, her mother held her in her arms and burst into tears.

"Qingyue, your dad is suffering so much. He must be in a lot of pain. How did he get through it? God, why can't you give him some pain..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have married him, I shouldn't have harmed him..."

Jiang Qingyue had seen her father in her mother's paintings.

The mother pointed at the man in the painting and said to her with tender eyes: "He is your father. Your eyes are like mine, your eyebrows are like his, your nose is like mine, and your mouth is like his. My little Qingyue, you look really fair." ah."

But every painting about her father would be burned by Yongchang Hou in front of her in the yard.

It's so boring.

In those boring days, there was a boy who would often climb the wall to see Jiang Qingyue. He only dared to sit on the wall and did not dare to come to the yard.

He pointed to Aunt Fang, the only one serving in their courtyard, and said, "They told me that she was the one who gave birth to me."

Jiang Qingyue looked back at Aunt Fang. Aunt Fang would look at the boy secretly, but never dared to say hello to him.

Aunt Fang treated her very well. Since it was Aunt Fang's child, Jiang Qingyue was a little more kind.

"My name is Jiang Qingyue, the jade is clear and the ice is clear, and the moon is covered with stars and moon. What is your name?"

"Zhang Zhiye," he said, "my father is the Marquis of Yongchang."

They had spoken several times across the wall, but this was the first time they exchanged names.

Jiang Qingyue blinked: "Why are you so afraid of your father?"

One time, he was on the wall and brought a rattle for her to play with. When he heard the voice of Marquis Yongchang, he immediately disappeared, leaving only a rattle that fell on the ground in a hurry.

Zhang Zhiye told her: "My aunt doesn't allow me to talk to my father. If she finds out, she will beat me to death."

Jiang Qingyue couldn't understand who her aunt was.Why can't I talk to my dad?

Her mother had told her that her father was her father. Like her mother, he was the person she was closest to in the world and the person who loved her most.

Zhang Zhiye extended his hand to her: "Do you want to come out and play?"

He was eight years old and much taller, and she was just over four years old. She couldn't climb the wall without help.

Jiang Qingyue hesitated, glanced at her mother who was knitting clothes for her, and said sadly: "Forget it."

Every time she asked to go play and mentioned her father, her mother would feel sad.

So she didn't mention it.

Zhang Zhiye looked at Aunt Fang again and said to Jiang Qingyue: "My aunt told me that my biological mother was trapped in the small yard by you and couldn't leave. Because you have to have someone to take care of you."

Jiang Qingyue was stunned.

Zhang Zhiye whispered again: "I don't believe my aunt, she is bad."

Jiang Qingyue burst into laughter.

...Jiang Qingyue heard Aunt Fang talking to her mother.

Lu Yunjin advised her: "Why do you waste time in this cage with me?"

Aunt Fang said: "This is not a prison, it is my place of refuge. If I go out, can Sun Hongling let me go? Can she let my son go? She wants to burn you and me to death." , but you are the only one in this courtyard, and Marquis Yongchang is watching her closely, telling her not to dare to do anything. I want to live, and live one day at a time."

"You are not with Zhiyi, can you let her go?"

"The old lady promised to raise him personally, so I felt relieved. She knows that Sun Hongling is a vicious person," Aunt Fang said, "If I am by his side, what's the use?"

Aunt Fang asked again: "Marquis Yongchang is trying all kinds of ways to please you, have you ever been soft-hearted?"

Speaking of Yongchang Hou's hypocritical manners, Lu Yunjin was extremely disgusted.

"I just hope that he will die a good death every day."

……

Jiang Qingyue was a little scared when she saw Yongchang Hou.

She almost died at the hands of this man.

That time, Marquis Yongchang grabbed her little neck and lifted her up.

Jiang Qingyue's feet were off the ground, and her throat was pinched so hard that it hurt and she couldn't breathe. Her small hands resisted him in vain.

Fear, fear, there was only one voice in her head.

Mother...mother, help me...

"Lu Yunjin, if you dare to kill my child, I will kill your child. Why do you think I keep this bastard? Lu Yunjin, remember, your daughter was killed by you."

Lu Yunjin shouted desperately: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please let her go, I will never dare again! I really will never dare again!"

The man's hand finally relaxed.

Jiang Qingyue fell to the ground with a thud, her back, buttocks and arms were so painful that they were about to fall apart. Lu Yunjin was still kowtowing to him so hard that scarlet blood covered her forehead.

Yongchang Hou said fiercely: "Next time, your daughter will not be strangled to death by me so cleanly. Many old men like such young girls. I will ask your daughter to die in the hands of those old men."

Lu Yunjin turned pale with fright, crawled over and picked up her daughter who was lying on the ground coughing, and held her tightly in her arms.

Jiang Qingyue wanted to tell her mother not to hold her so tightly, it was so tight that it hurt.She wanted to speak, but her throat was burning.

That day, she heard her mother crying.

Marquis Yongchang just stood watching her cry, and touched Jiang Qingyue's young face: "She is also a beautiful woman, it is a pity to give it to an old man. When this little girl turns 15, she will follow me." "

Lu Yunjin suddenly raised his head, hid his daughter's face in his arms, gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to touch my daughter, you..."

"Why don't I dare," Yongchang Hou sneered, "Who dares you to have an abortion? The life of my child is not life and can't be compared with this cheap hoof? It's not that I won't give you a choice. After giving birth to my child, I will Give this little hoof back to Jiang Liu. It's up to you what to do."

……

Return it to Jiang Liu.

These four words made Lu Yunjin's heart flutter.

After Marquis Yongchang left, Lu Yunjin asked Jiang Qingyue: "Good boy, do you want to leave here? Do you want to go to daddy?"

Lu Yunjin thought to herself that no matter where she went, it would be better than staying in this hellish place. Her daughter was only five years old, how could she be trapped like this in her life.

Jiang Qingyue was afraid that her mother would no longer want her, so she hugged Lu Yunjin's neck tightly and cried, "I want to be with my mother, I don't want to leave, my mother doesn't want me to go."
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It was that year that Jiang Liu forced his way into the Zhenguo Palace and came to Jiang Qingyue and her mother.

Jiang Qingyue recognized it at a glance. This was the father in his mother's painting. There were just a few more white hairs on his father's temples, which were not in the painting.

The moment he saw Jiang Liu, Lu Yunjin's eyes suddenly became bright, as if there were bright stars.

(End of this chapter)