Chapter 39

Due to political needs, Lian Chengjie married Liang Xuehui, the second daughter of the first family of the Shengyan Dynasty, who is also the younger sister of the current Queen Mother Liang Xueling.

As his mother grows up, Lian Chengjie finally recognizes his heart, and has long been fascinated by his sister.

What can't be restrained is actually the dispute of wanting to give up all power and hold hands with the mother.

Liang Xuehui, who loved Lian Chengjie deeply, knew that when Lian Chengjie was away, she approached her mother and begged her to let her and Lian Chengzhi, who was only six years old, go. Ruiqin Palace could not bear such a blow.

Six-year-old Lian Chengzhi watched his mother kneel down to his aunt, begging her not to ruin the family. At that time, he didn't know what forbidden love was.

But he knew that if his aunt didn't leave, he would lose his father and king as well as his sad and desperate mother and concubine.

Fortunately, my mother only has brother-sister affection for Lian Chengjie, and she has long admired Xue Chen, the son of Zuo Xiang.

Knowing that staying in the palace would only ruin the palace and ruin the face of the royal family, she took the initiative to propose to the late emperor that she wanted to marry Xue Chen, and to obtain the emperor's consent, even if Lian Chengjie objected, it would be useless.

Lian Chengjie's personality was cruel and evil, and he agreed on the surface, but secretly targeted the Zuo Xiangfu everywhere. In the end, his mother had no choice but to choose to stay away from Yanjing with his father and hide his name, thinking that if he never saw each other again, everything would eventually calm down.

However, the turmoil in Prince Ruiqin's mansion did not subside.

Ever since his mother married into Zuo Xiangfu, Lian Chengjie's temperament became more and more uncertain. When he learned that the princess had begged his mother, he thought that it was because of her obstruction that she would leave, so he vented all his grievances on Liang Xuehui. body.

"Do you know? Outsiders think that the mother and concubine are happy, but who knows who makes the cry of being whipped late at night? Do you know that when the father was drunk, he once stabbed the sword into the mother and concubine's body?" ?Blood dripping, wet her clothes...

Do you know the pain of being slammed against the wall by my father when I hugged my father's leg and begged?In the dungeon of the palace, what is imprisoned is not unforgivable criminals, but the emaciated figures of me and my concubine...

Hehe, this is my great father..."

He laughed crazily, his deep despair was suffocating, and he was deeply immersed in the memory of the painful cry of the soul.

I looked at him, as if I could see how the six-year-old him watched his father abuse his mother, and wanted to stop him, but he was so helpless.

At that moment, my heart hurt a little.

"Eleven years ago, my mother and concubine thought that as long as I had patience, one day my father would understand that she was his wife and the one who would be with him for the rest of my life. I also thought that as long as I endured, one day I would be farther away from happiness." The closer. However, that picture of a beauty suddenly appeared, ruining the mother and concubine's obsession.

The father seemed crazy, insisting on finding his aunt, the concubine knelt and hugged him and begged, and was kicked a few feet away by the king, bright red blood gushed out of her mouth, I wiped it for the concubine desperately, Her blood was all over her hands, and she couldn't wipe it off.

Do you know what the father's reaction was when he heard that his aunt's family was killed?He rushed in front of the seriously injured mother, slapped her mercilessly, shouted angrily and frantically, if the mother and concubine hadn't stopped him, he would have found you, and my aunt would not have died.

So, the one who killed you was the concubine mother who was tortured to the point of death by the king...haha...that's ridiculous...that's my king father..."

He whispered intermittently, a little broken, looking into Hei Ye's eyes, a strong pain spread.

Tears slipped down unconsciously, and I stared blankly at his painful and hateful face, as if I could see the bloody wound deep in his heart tearing open again at this moment.

It was so painful, so hopeless.

I choked up and wanted to speak, to comfort him, but I couldn't say a word.

"Mu Qingshang, do you know? Do you know how the concubine mother died?"

"No...don't say it..."

Caressing her heart, panting with difficulty, looking at him with tears streaming down her face.

He smiled calmly, as if he was telling stories that had nothing to do with him, but the pain in every tone hit my heart deeply.

I seemed to see the lines of tears on his smiling face.When he was a child, he was hiding in the dark, crying silently.

"The concubine mother is so gentle and kind, such a warm concubine, but she was so tortured by her father that she was bruised all over her body. She still has no complaints or regrets. Even though she was injured and scarred, she was so desperate, she was still obsessed with waiting for her husband. look back.

She was crazy, she was seriously injured, and was imprisoned by her father in the ancestral hall, which is the ancestral hall you stayed in. After she came out, she was already crazy.She doesn't know me, she doesn't know anyone, and she's begging her father, I'm very obedient, don't be angry...

I don't understand, I really don't understand why she is so stupid... Even in the end, in order to pick up a shoe that she accidentally fell into the well and was discarded by him, it was a shoe she made for him, she lived drowned..."

He was still smiling, looking at me with sad and mocking eyes, filled with deep hatred, drowning me like a tide.

"Shang'er, tell me, is she a stupid woman, a stupid woman?"

I pinched my chin with a lot of strength, and the burning pain spread. I gritted my teeth without resisting.

Suddenly, I felt that the disgust towards him faded, and there was only sympathy. I suddenly felt that this vicious and evil man was actually so fragile.

He should hate it, shouldn't he?If it wasn't for my mother, if it wasn't for that portrait of me, maybe, after patience, everything would pass and happiness would come.

Rather than the last, the kind of sad ending that makes you cry.

It seemed to see a woman who was so desperate that she went crazy, weeping timidly, begging her husband, just to get him to look back.

Even in the end, for one of his objects, he lost his life.

Maybe he is right, the misfortune between him and his concubine, besides his cruel father, is also the responsibility of my mother and me, so he hates me.

So, he wanted to kill me, torture me, and avenge his mother who died in tears.

Eight years ago, when Lian Chengzhi was 14 years old, the old prince Ruiqin, Lian Chengjie, died suddenly in his bedroom. It is said that since the death of the princess, the old prince was distraught, spent his days with wine, and died of drunkenness.

(End of this chapter)

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