"Awu is still the same as when he was a child, when he is nervous, his palms will sweat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info" Juehui looked at Du Guangwu, with a gentle smile on her face, and her compassionate eyes were on his body, like an elder caring for his junior, and like a loving mother looking at Ai'er.

The feeling of dizziness became more and more intense, and Du Guangwu felt that he was about to lose his position.

He stretched out a hand and pretended to touch the bamboo beside him, but in fact, he maintained the balance of his body with the support of the green bamboo.

Juehui's eyes suddenly became concerned, she took a step forward and stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to support Du Guangwu, but after another breath, she stopped her movements and took a step back, getting farther and farther away from Du Guangwu.

"Awu isn't it...... Do you need to see a doctor?" she asked in a gentle voice, leaning forward, her face full of softness and concern.

Du Guangwu's face was a little pale, but his eyes were very clear, he shook his head and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, please continue...... Read on. ”

Juehui looked at him lovingly for a while, then sighed, took a few steps back, retreated to the other end of the bamboo forest, and said slowly: "What does Awu know?"

Du Guangwu pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to make a laugh, but he didn't succeed, which made his expression distort for a moment.

"I don't know anything. He opened his mouth almost stereotypically. It's just that the plain voice and the twilight of the four fields have an indescribable sadness.

"How could I possibly know?" After a pause, he spoke again, the expression on his face was like crying and laughing, but his voice became more and more flat: "The bhikshuni must not think that Nafuli ...... Somebody will tell me this?"

He raised his eyes to look at Juehui, who was staring at him as well.

Her gaze was warm, and when she looked at him, it was like looking at a child.

After a long time, she retracted her gaze, turned her eyes to look at Bizhu standing on the side, and sighed: "That...... I'll start at the beginning. ”

As she said this, her expression changed slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, as if she remembered something from a long time ago.

"Awu's biological mother is the ninth daughter of the head of the Huan family, and her name is Daojing. Jue Hui said slowly, her tone very calm, "That was nineteen years ago, when the first emperor was still on the throne, and now His Majesty is still the crown prince. That year, Du asked to marry the daughter of the Huan family, and the nine ladies married Du Xingjian, the third son of the Du family, who is now Du Xiaoqi. This marriage...... It's not really good. The first is that Du Xingjian was not outstanding at that time, but he was a six-grade court captain; the second is that Du Xingjian once had a wife, but his body was not very good, and he left two sons and passed away, so the nine ladies are continuing. ”

Speaking of this, she seemed to be a little sad, turned her head to look at Du Guangwu, and said softly: "You must be strange, the Huan family was the crown of the Dachen Guan clan back then, why did the Huan family's concubine make the continuation of the Du clan, right?"

Du Guangwu didn't speak, didn't move, and didn't even look at her.

He stared intently at the western sky, his slightly gloomy gaze, like the sinking twilight around him.

Jue Hui looked at him for a moment, turned his gaze away, and sighed lightly: "This is also a creation to make people." Although Jiu Niangzi was born noble, her appearance was ...... It's a little more ordinary, and there's still ...... Stuttering is a bit difficult in marriage. And although Du Xingjian's official position is not high and he is remarried, he is young and promising, and he is born upright, and he is willing to make progress. Whether it is county prestige, status or talent, they can all match with the nine ladies. As a result, Du Xingjian became the best son-in-law among the old faces of the Huan clan, and the nine ladies ......"

She couldn't go on anymore, and her voice was slightly choked, as if she had infinite pity for the people in her narrative.

There was silence in the forest, except for the sound of the wind, like a dragon's groan.

Du Guangwu still didn't look at her, his gaze seemed to freeze, and stopped in the sky in front of him.

Juehui stared at him, her expression both worried and concerned.

The past is not complicated, but it is surprising enough that not everyone can accept it safely. And the most unacceptable thing is that Du Guangwu, who should have been an upright son, lived in the Du Mansion in humiliation for 14 years with the identity of a concubine.

Thinking like this, Juehui's eyes were already red.

At this time, Du Guangwu was indifferent.

He finally withdrew his gaze, and also left the pole to cultivate the bamboo, put up his hands, paced a few steps to the side, and then looked up at Juehui, the face that did not match Junxiu at all, but a pair of eyes were like cold stars, so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

"Go on, I can hear you. His voice was also cold, which made people's hearts chill.

The initial shock is over. After hearing that he was the son of the Huan family, and he was still from his wife, he already had a rough guess about his current identity as a concubine.

The case of "Ten Killables" is known to the whole world.

The corners of Du Guangwu's mouth hooked, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Flesh and blood relatives, after all, are still no match for the interests of the family.

The reputation of the scholar clan and the Qingliu county, which has maintained their reputation for decades or even hundreds of years, is actually built on countless filthiness and darkness. He has spent more than ten years in that gorgeous cage, and his understanding is not deep, and his feelings are not painful.

Du Guangwu's eyes gradually dimmed, but the expression on his face seemed very calm.

Juehui seemed to be a little surprised, looked at him blankly, and after a while, her eyes showed a look of relief, and nodded: "Sure enough...... Sure enough, it's the girl's flesh and blood, and it's really the blood of the Huan family. Awu is so stable now, if the girl has a spirit in the sky, she must ...... You'll be glad. ”

A mist slowly rose in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes turned red.

She raised her sleeve and wiped it slightly, before she slowly continued: "At that time, I was Jiu Niang...... That is, the maid who sprinkled the sweep next to my girl, and after following the girl into the Du family, she was promoted to a second-class maid. In order to marry a girl, Du Xingjian sent the two sons from the former Yuan match and a concubine from the concubine to live in Shangjing Du Mansion. Soon after the marriage, Du Xingjian was promoted to the general of Wupin Yingyang and sent to Yumen County, Jiuquan County, Liangzhou. Because of the remoteness of the place, for the sake of the heirs, the girl took us with her. There, Du Xingjian treated the girl...... It's really wonderful, he and his wife can also be regarded as Qin Se and Ming, although they have a hard time, life is still smooth. ”

She stopped when she said this, with a faint smile on her face, as if recalling that short but peaceful time, and continued softly: "In the third year after going to Yumen County, the girl became pregnant, and then gave birth to a son, which is Shiro. ”