Chapter 872: Storm and Flowers
Rigoletto watched as Sparafchire's figure disappeared into the darkness before turning and continuing on...... In his opinion, this assassin is actually the same kind of person as himself, the other party kills with the sword in his hand, and he kills with his mouth, and he and he belong to the kind of villain who hides evil.
Rigoletto remembered Montero's curse again at this time, and the anxiety in his heart resurfaced...... He thought about the humiliation he had just done to Montero, and he regretted it more and more in his heart.
But why did he become so bad? In fact, it was all because of God's unfairness.
Others are born to laugh and grow up happily, while they are born deformed and ugly, and they are born to grow up with all kinds of ridicule. The tragic childhood experience taught me that if I want to learn to survive, I must learn how to swallow tears, learn to show off my ridiculous ugliness, and learn to laugh at others.
The world never took the initiative to comfort others, including his own master, the Duke of Mantua, who was young, rich, handsome, and noble, and only said to himself in his spare time: Tell me a joke! And no matter how sad he was at the time, he had to submit to his orders and force a smile.
Bastards, I hate you, I hate the self-righteous ministers around you, I hate the bastards who take pleasure in laughing at themselves all the time. I want to kill them all! I don't want to leave any of you! If I were an evil thought, you would be the real devil, you would be.
Rigoletto, who was a little angry, resurfaced the curse in his mind, causing his face to change again and again...... He felt that maybe he shouldn't continue to sink like this, that would only turn himself into a complete villain. Maybe it's time to be a new person. Thinking of this, the curse came to his mind again, he shook his head, trying to forget the curse completely, he felt that he might not need to make a fuss about a few words, in fact, it was just a few complaints from Montero before his fall, that kind of bad luck, it could not happen to him.
Impossible! Impossible!
Rigoletto thought so, but there was still a sense of unease in his heart, and he quickened his pace, and walked quickly towards his home to the sound of changing music.
"Daughter, I'm back. As Rigoletto entered the courtyard, he called out excitedly.
"Daddy!" a pretty girl appeared in the window on the second floor, happily responded, and ran down the stairs to Rigoletto's side.
Rigoletto was very happy to see his daughter Gilda (soprano), and only her purity and innocence could dispel the sorrow in his heart. She is already the whole of her life, and the reason why she is still living in the world is because of her existence.
Gilda, who was also a very sensitive girl, sensed that her father seemed to be troubled today, and asked what had happened.
But Rigoletto didn't want his daughter to know about the dirty things he had done, and he didn't want his daughter to see him as a complete villain.
Although Rigoletto didn't want to think about the curse anymore, he was still a little worried, and asked about his daughter's recent haunts...... When he heard his daughter say that she had only been to church recently, the irritability in his heart also decreased a little.
When Gilda saw that his father was in a bad mood, she persuaded him to think about his mother in heaven when he was in a bad mood, and he wanted to know what he thought of his mother in his father's heart.
Hearing his daughter mention his wife, Rigoletto's expression became even more sad, and he was very grateful that his wife did not dislike him for being a deformed person with a disability, and gave birth to a beautiful daughter. But Heaven was so cruel that she was the first to leave her, and finally her beautiful cheeks were covered by the loess. But he still thanked God for being able to return his daughter to his side, perhaps this is the last shadow his wife left for him.
Gilda could certainly feel her father's sadness, pure and innocent, and regretted that she had asked about her father's sadness (here is a duet of father and daughter comforting each other).
In fact, deep down, Gilda has always wanted her father to allow her to walk around the city during the day, after all, this kind of life of being confined to her room all day long and not allowed to go out is too dull and boring.
Before Rigoletto could finish speaking, he angrily refused...... The curse made him deeply uneasy, and the ministers who had sinned about themselves might still be lurking in the dark corners and trying to snatch his daughter and humiliate him again, so he had to protect her from those people.
Thinking of this, Rigoletto hurriedly summoned the maid Joanna......
(Rigoletto, fearing that someone would follow him, asked the maid Joanna to take care of Gilda on weekdays, and he only dared to sneak to visit his daughter in the dead of night, and then leave quietly.) Because only in this way can he guarantee his daughter's absolute safety, and Montero's curse once again gave him a sense of crisis, and he had to find out if anything strange had happened to his daughter's side recently. )
The maid Joanna hurried over: "I'm here!
Rigoletto: "Say, have you noticed any strangers around here lately? I want to hear the truth!"
Joanna: "No! No! Absolutely not!"
Rigoletto: "What about the door to the house? ”
Joanna: "Don't worry, sir! ”
Hearing this, Rigoletto breathed a sigh of relief and sang to melodious music: "Ah...... Listen to the woman, remember my entrustment, you must protect this pure flower, you must be careful, you must guard her, do not let her purity and innocence be tarnished in the slightest. The storm may come, and the delicate flowers will be difficult to resist, but you must promise not to let the storm destroy her, and you must return her to me intact. ”
Gilda was naturally very moved to see her father so cautious and careful, and at the same time wondered why his father was so afraid, but in order not to worry his father, she still comforted the father and said that she would pray to God every day, believing that the gods would definitely send angels to protect her, so that her father would not have to worry too much.
Rigoletto, who is cautious, wants to have more instructions for the maid...... Suddenly, he seemed to hear some strange noise outside the door, and immediately shouted nervously, "There is someone outside the door!"