Hong Su Ji Yan

Chapter 123

My mother is not happy.

I have always known.

Father has had many women in his life, and he doesn't love my mother.

I've always known that too.

There is someone in my mother's heart, but that person is not my father.

I knew so much, I just didn't know that my mother would leave me when I was six, forever and ever.

When I was young, I always felt that my mother didn't love me, she couldn't talk to me with a smile, and she couldn't hug me gently to sleep, she always looked deserted, even facing her father .

However, one night, I was tossing and turning in bed alone, unable to fall asleep. When I was about to get up, I noticed footsteps, so I pretended to be asleep and lay motionless on the bed.

I am very good at listening to footsteps, so I know that person is my mother, a poor woman.

She came in, sat on the edge of my bed without making a sound, put the quilt that I had kicked off back on me, and then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me.

I don't move, she doesn't speak.

At that time, as a descendant of the royal family, I had already started practicing martial arts, and I had already learned to hide my breath, so I was sure that she didn't know that I was awake, but she clearly knew her every move.

she cried.

Crying very quietly, crying without sound.

The drops of tears fell gently, hitting the ground with a crisp sound, one after another, very much like the sound of my heartbeat.

I have never seen her cry. She is a cold and strong woman in front of me, but when I fell asleep, she cried to me.

So, I know, she is not so strong on the surface.

She is not what she appears to be, she doesn't love me.

The next day, she returned to her usual look, and I faced her as coldly as before, but my heart was no longer what it used to be, and I could even feel her gaze from some tiny details , her tenderness.

I think I still love her very much.

I'm Amma's fourth son and I'm not in the limelight, but I don't care, I know my brothers have been fighting each other and I've never been involved in it because I don't think it's necessary.

On my sixth birthday, she left because of a man.

The one she loved took her away.

It is not her person who is gone, but her soul.

Then she left too, this time with her body.

She is dead.

On the day she died, I was stealing a book in the royal study alone, and when I heard the news, the book in my hand fell unconsciously.

When I sent her away, I didn't shed a single tear, I just watched her body go away silently, my father just sighed with emotion, and murmured in a low voice: "Since ancient times, beauty has suffered a bad life, that's all." The queen looked Looking at his mother's tomb, his eyes are gloomy and there is no emotion.

The concubine in the palace, my brothers and sisters, staged a hypocritical emotional drama before my eyes, so I know that no one in the world will be sincere to another person, everyone is hypocritical , are all selfish.

She left, and took away the only warmth in my heart.

From that time on, I learned to hide my emotions, learned to face conspiracy with a smile, and learned to fight for power.

I know, power is a good thing, if I had power at that time, then maybe she wouldn't be able to leave in an unclear manner without anyone asking.

I want to become strong, so strong that I can protect the person I want to protect, so strong that I can control the life and death of the enemy.

I want revenge.

So I became cold-blooded and ruthless. You must know that to survive in the palace, you need enough wisdom and means, but I have never been afraid, because I know that I am a smart and vicious person.

Until, I met a strange woman, and then I knew that the woman was the man's daughter.

When I saw her for the first time, she was dressed in a man's clothes, and I knew she was a woman at a glance. Brother Situ next to me changed his indifference to women in the past, and his eyes were full of interest, so I was even more interested in that woman. The woman is curious.

That curiosity is deadly.

She is an extremely intelligent woman, but sometimes she is stupid as hell.

My seemingly inadvertent teasing always makes her feel overwhelmed, and the suspicious flush on her face, full of chagrin in those piercing eyes always makes me happy.

When Situ proposed to cooperate with her to help him fight for the throne, I didn't feel the difference at all. That woman occupies an extraordinary place in his heart. He may not know it himself, but I understand that it is What kind of feeling.

That feeling took my mother away.

I didn't say anything, I just nodded in agreement.

The reason why she agreed to cooperate surprised me a little. She said that she wanted to be free and live alone without relying on men. I will never forget the look in her eyes when she said those words that night.

It is crystal clear and transparent, like the only clear spring in the deep mountains. I can even hear the gurgling sound of the spring water in my ears. My heart feels a little itchy as if it has been scratched by a feather.

From that time on, I suddenly understood that I should stay away from this woman.


(End of this chapter)