Chapter 211: Collect Qing Shui

"Then you—Can't you think of another way?! You are the king of a country! Do you hope that Qingyu does not have a happy childhood, lives in the identity of a woman, cannot enjoy love, cannot have someone close to her, guards against everyone, and is lonely for a lifetime? My father was crying, and the tears in his eyes were like beads with broken threads, and he couldn't stop it.

"Do you know how I, an unfavored royal vein who has lost my father's blessing since I was a child, grew up because of the large number of royal daughters?! Do you know how much I was wronged and tortured, and how much humiliation and resentment I endured to get this throne?! The mother queen suddenly cried out of control, "In order to have today, in order to no longer be trampled under the feet of others, how many people's blood have I stepped on to get to this point?!" Do you want me to give up this hard-won throne, a country that is hard to find in this world?! No way! No way!! I'm telling you, it can't !! ”

"Woo woo, woo woo woo......" I was scared to cry by my father and mother, but what I got was a slap from my mother without hesitation.

"Cry! Cry what cry!! Do you know what the throne I took from you represents? Do you know how many people in this country are willing to exchange their lives?! You conscienceless child!! The Empress said angrily, "You say! Are you a boy or a girl?! Say!! ”

"I'm a boy!"

"Smack."

"I'm a boy."

"Smack."

"I'm a boy......"

"Smack."

"Woo woo, I, I don't know ......" I have always regarded myself as a man, but at this moment I suddenly don't know if I am a man or a woman.

"You bastard! Don't hurt my green feather anymore!! Don't hit him anymore! He's just a kid!! Whining. He's—he's just a kid! The father cried aggrieved but helpless.

"In the future, you are not allowed to tell others that you are a boy, you will be a girl from today onwards, do you hear it!" The mother's voice became gloomy, and she couldn't help but shudder.

"Yes, woo-woo...... I—I'm a girl from today. I fell to the ground, tears blurring my vision.

"You never come to me! Coming here and torturing our father and son like this! You—You're not human!! You don't have a heart!! The father scolded the mother emperor loudly, but was kicked to the ground by the mother emperor at the next moment.

"I've put up with you! At the beginning, we said that we would raise this child from an early age, but because I only had this bloodline at that time, I placed you alone in the palace. I didn't expect you to not only didn't train him well. Let him eat candy and live like an ordinary child! The Mother Empress was indignant and roared loudly.

"Pity my son, pity my Qingyu. I don't want him to be deprived of a man's happiness. I don't want him to be your successor! I just want him to live well. Healthy Alive!! The father wanted to come over and hug him, but was kicked to the ground by the mother.

"Enough! I can't stand you anymore!! You want to do something bad! Damn it!! As she spoke, she drew her sword from the scabbard that hung on the wall and stabbed it at her father.

"Father!!"

"Hmm......" The father who was stabbed in the shoulder suddenly lost his tears, and just looked at the eyes of the mother emperor with resentment.

"I. Don't think I can't bear to kill you! The Mother Emperor said ruthlessly.

"The Mother! Don't be angry with your father, the child and the child are willing to be obedient from now on, no more candy, no more playing, and ...... like a girl."

Unconsciously tears wet his clothes, and Qing Yu, who fell into the memories, had mixed feelings in his heart, he had been tortured since he was a child, and he had no idea what happiness was......

Is it wrong to fight for your own reason, and want to have a happy childhood and a father who has a free life?!

Could it be that because of his love for himself, his father will be tortured by his mother to this day? Now he is 20 years old, and it has been 15 years since his mother imprisoned his father......

"Master, the number of times Your Majesty has been to the palace recently is significantly higher than in previous decades." The words of the man in black interrupted Qing Yu's thoughts, wiping the tears on his face, and a trace of resentment flashed in Qing Yu's eyes.

"Anything that is different from the normal situation is inevitably strange. Tell our people to find a way to get close to the palace to find out the situation, and don't startle the snake like the previous few times. Qing Yu frowned slightly, she was worried at the moment, if her father was really imprisoned in the palace, would she have shifted her position due to the failure of several previous investigations?

"Yes, the subordinates retired." At Qing Yu's signal, the man in black bowed his head slightly and retreated.

Fingers clutched the mattress, Qing Yu cried bitterly, his father, who was afraid of ghosts in his heart, didn't know how he survived 15 years of spring, summer, autumn and winter in that extremely yin palace, did he think about himself all the time?

And he was really useless, and he was not able to really deploy close to his father until he was 20 years old, and find out where he was imprisoned, this blood thicker than water, shouldn't it be beautiful? Is it so important to be glorious and rich, and to be on the throne?

If this is the case, why did he spend 15 years chasing his father's whereabouts in every possible way and never thought of giving up? Why do you wake up crying in your sleep because you often miss your family relationship?

Is it really so important for a father to fight for his son's lifelong happiness and freedom? It is important that you give up the opportunity to stay with your beloved mother for life, and it is important that you are willing to endure the ordeal and persevere alone......

Father's love is like a mountain, and tears blurred his eyes for a while, as if at the beginning.

The fire in the Sanssouci Mansion on the eastern outskirts of the imperial city shone dazzlingly under the starry sky, and Pang Ruolan knocked on the door with Shui Tian covered in blood.

"Miss Youlan, please come in." Worry-free greeted him, and when he saw Shui Tian's unrecognizable and scarred face, he was slightly stunned.

"This is a friend of mine named Shimizu." Thinking that Shui Tian was the master of the Qingshui Sect, Pang Ruolan temporarily introduced her like this.

"Hello, my name is worry-free, please go this way, I'll go to the pharmacist." Carefree led the two to the guest room, turned around and walked out of the room.

"In the future, you will be called Qing Shui, okay? Just a code name for this time. Pang Ruolan looked at Shui Tian seriously, with a hint of worry in her eyes, "I think life is like a glass of water, no matter what color you experience, it will eventually return to its clearest state." ”

What Pang Ruolan didn't say was the irreversible law in life that life does not bring about death and does not bring away.

"Okay, it's just, I don't want to communicate with anyone and make everyone think I'm dumb?" Shui Tian smiled self-deprecatingly, with sadness in his eyes.

"Okay, since we are destined to meet, then we will be friends in the future, I wonder if Your Excellency can see Youlan's request?" Pang Ruolan stretched out her hand sincerely, she actually used the 21st century handshake method at this time, and when she saw Shui Tian's puzzled expression, she was so embarrassed that she immediately petrified. (To be continued.) )