"Uncle Ji doesn't want to blame them... It was my mother who ordered them not to stop me... I didn't tell my mother that the prince wouldn't let me go near the study... It's my fault. Jiang Chengjia's voice was a little hoarse, and it was very dry and low.

Ji Xianzhi was silent and looked at her fixedly.

The girl was able to hold on at first, but later, as if she had thought of something, her eyes welled up with tears.

She didn't dare to cry in front of the academy, so she turned around and ran down the steps quickly, towards the garden in the backyard.

Ji Xianzhi was afraid that something would happen, so he hurriedly followed.

He chased all the way to the promenade across the garden, and saw Jiang Chengjia leaning against the railing, crying silently.

Ji Xianzhi didn't dare to approach. Seeing her small figure hiding behind the pillar and trembling, it was not a taste in her heart.

The low cry lasted for a long time before Jiang Chengjia slowly stopped. She wiped away the tears on her face, tried her best to restrain her emotions, and said to Ji Xianzhi, who was silently accompanying behind her: "Uncle Ji... Tell me about it... What happened to the prince when he was a child? ”

Jiang Chengjia asked in a low voice.

Ji Xianzhi was a little stunned at first, and Shaoyan sighed: "The female monarch wants to listen, and the old slave is willing to speak." ”

“....”

The little girl fell silent.

Ji Xianzhi leaned towards her slightly, stood diagonally behind her, and slowly said the memories stored in his mind: "I want to come... Mrs. Cao also mentioned the trivial things of the lord's childhood from the same female monarch. said that he was not loved by his father since he was a child, which is also known to the old and weak women and children of Dawei. The king of the Huai Dynasty never concealed his disgust and hatred for the lord, he never got the blue eyes of his father, and whatever he did was wrong. Others only say that he was born in the Huaiwang Mansion and has a lifetime of glory and wealth, but they don't know... How much bitterness and loneliness is behind this.

When he was a child, the lord tried his best to study and learn calligraphy, and he got up every day at three o'clock to practice martial arts, and then followed the master to study the scriptures and historical scrolls. At night, I lit the lamp and read until the hour before I fell asleep... Pity him at a young age who can't sleep for a few hours a day, and is always in a state of panic. Even if he tried so hard... The acting king never looked at him squarely, and beat and scolded him at every turn. It's just that the lord at that time still had the love and protection of Mrs. Cao.

Until... When my husband was seven years old... Mrs. Cao... He was insulted in the palace, lost his innocence, and then went insane for several years. Lord... And there was no one to care for and love anymore. In those years, if he didn't have Lu Fuzi's company, General Yue Qi devoted all his body to martial arts to teach him all kinds of... I'm afraid he won't be able to survive such dark days. My mother is sick, my father doesn't like it, and my grandfather is seriously ill... There was little to keep him alive. Several times he wanted to die. At such a young age, hope has been lost. If it weren't for Lu Fuzi's rescue and persuasion again and again. Lady Monarch, you will not meet the lord in the West Desert in the future. Ji Xianzhi sighed, always hoping that Jiang Chengjia could understand Ning Nan's suffering, and wanted her to know how important Lu Fuzi was to Ning Nan.

Jiang Chengjia was silent, staring blankly at the flowers in front of the corridor.

Ji Xianzhi said sincerely: "I don't know if the female monarch has ever tasted the taste of being betrayed, and whether she has tasted the fear and pain of seeing her teacher die in front of her." I don't know if the female monarch can understand the feeling of walking alone in the thorn bushes. I don't know the female monarch... Have you ever spent two days and one night in the pile of dead people, struggling but unable to crawl out of the pile of corpses? Ignorance... Do you understand... Aftermath... The extravagant hope of surviving? ”

Jiang Chengjia was still silent, listening to him quietly. But in my heart I couldn't help but answer: How could I not know his pain? How could I not have experienced the despair of a loved one dying in front of me? How could I not know... The desire to survive the rest of your life? That's what he taught me... How could I not know...?

It's a pity that she can only hide these words silently in her heart, and it is difficult to say or speak.

"The old slave has never witnessed the growth of the female monarch, so naturally I don't know what the female monarch has experienced. Can... The old slave is the one who watched the lord grow up little by little... The old slave has been in this mansion for half his life, and he has seen many sub-lords collapse in despair. But he... Never cry easily. It's just that... After being hit hard, he liked to sit alone in the house without eating or drinking, until he forced himself to lose his physical strength and fainted. He's strong... But it is also extremely vulnerable.

The old slave knows... The female monarch has followed the Jiang Zhusi to the north and south since she was a child, and she is particularly concerned about the suffering of the people in the world, and she is extremely disdainful and hateful of the traitors in the court. Can... But the old slave thinks... The lord is not a traitor. He was just a poor man blinded by hatred. He also had the desire to protect the common people, and he also wanted this Jiuzhou Shenlu to have unlimited scenery and no more wars. Can... How cruel the reality is, how small his ambitions and ideals are.

Lady... Even now, do you still think that the lord has embarked on this road... Is it really wrong? ”

Jiang Chengjia clenched his hands tightly, closed his eyes, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes. Wave

"Definitely. If we talk about the great and small sins of the lord, his sins are unforgivable, and it is not an exaggeration to send him to the treacherous hell to be punished, and it is not an exaggeration to be reincarnated forever. Want... Since the female monarch knew the identity of the lord from the beginning, she should have done a lot of investigation and discussion in private. The old slave believes that the lord has done despicable things in the past, and the female monarch knows it clearly. Presumably... No need to say more.

The old slave also persuaded, said, and even harshly reprimanded, but those words made the lord fall deeper and deeper, and it became more and more difficult to suppress the demonic obsession in his heart.

To tell you the truth, the old slave once had the same idea as the female monarch... Single-mindedly thinks. If he can guide him, maybe the lord will be able to put down the butcher's knife. However, later the old slave felt... I was wrong. The old slave has not personally experienced what the master has experienced, so what qualifications can he persuade him to let go? Obsessions, demons, shadows, nightmares, these can only be resolved by himself, and he has a certain number in his heart, so that he can completely drive them away and let go.

Today... The old slave said this to the female monarch sincerely, just to let the female monarch know... The lord's paranoia has come to this day, and in the final analysis, he has borne too much alone, so it is useless to persuade or hate anyone. What we can do... Maybe it's just companionship. ”

When he said this, he was very sincere.

Jiang Chengjia listened patiently and asked softly: "Do you just need to be accompanied?" Uncle Ji... You have been with him for so many years... He never came out... Could it be that I could have done it if I had replaced me? ”

"Nujun, why don't you give it a try? In all these years, I have never seen my lord save someone with his life like this. Whether it was in Quanling or later in the barren mountains... The lord has always been a calm person, but he has been in turmoil because of you every time. Maybe at first... He didn't know that you were the girl who saved him from the mouth of the white-eyed wolf king when he was young, and thought that even if it was good to you... It's just a shame for you. But then, he is no longer guilty of you, but of liking you. Otherwise, he won't mess up your position because of you, change his plan, and even... Let Lu Xun and Zhou Yuanmo worry about this. The lord has always been a calm and sophisticated person, ruthless and resolute, but in the past few months, he has hesitated because of you countless times.

At that time, you were seriously injured, and the lord jumped off the cliff to protect you. Even though he was holding on to the vine and cliff grass growing on the cliff wall, but... He endured the pain of such a high cliff, regardless of the sharp stones protruding from the cliff and the small thorns on his body that would scratch his palms because of the sharp stones protruding from the cliff wall and the small thorns all over the vine and cliff grass, in order to save you, he completely ignored these... Doesn't that prove how much you weigh in the heart of the lord? ”

Ji Xianzhi told her about the barren mountain as it was. Only then did Jiang Chengjia know... It turned out that the scar she saw in the palm of his hand was actually left by him after he jumped over the cliff in the barren mountain at that time. It's just that at that time she fell into a coma and didn't know anything...

As a result... At that time, he was not only injured by the knife wound of the Black Soldier, but his back should have been ground to a bloody blur...

Jiang Chengjia lowered his head and thought for a long time, his heart was like a mess, swaying.

Ji Xianzhi took the words and waited by her side.

He knew that this kind-hearted little girl was now shaken.

Ji Xianzhi thought that if he could persuade the two of them to rely on each other, maybe Ning Nanwu would no longer work as hard as before.

"Uncle Ji." After a while, Jiang Chengjia opened his mouth and said, "You and your mother... But all the words that persuade me today are the same. ”

Ji Xianzhi was a little stunned, and asked hesitantly: "Madame... Same with you? ”

"You can rest assured... I figured it out before you even advised me. Jiang Chengjia was a little tired and a little upset, and interrupted him, "It's just... Maybe... I need some time. ”

Ji Xianzhi sighed again: "If the female monarch calms down and can figure it out... It's good. The wind is strong in the yard, and the injuries on the female monarch's body have become inflamed these days, and they often recur, so it is better to go back early. ”

Jiang Chengjia replied in a low voice, standing motionless in the courtyard.

Ji Xianzhi knew that if he continued to persuade him, it might have the opposite effect, so after thinking about it, he turned around and left the corridor and walked towards the west courtyard.

Jiang Chengjia stared at the tender yellow flowers blooming in the courtyard. I think of the 367 volumes of files collected by Qianji over the years, and I think of the tragedies and unjust cases recorded in the withered yellow silk book or the bamboo carving. In my heart, I still can't get rid of those worries and fears about Ning Nan.

At the end of the second year of Yangjia, for half a year after the people involved in Chang Mengjun's case were all raided, Ning Nanwei was as desperate as Ning Nanquan, who was the son of today and was still the prince at the time, to find evidence that could overturn the case. It's just that the Deng family joined forces with King Huai, coupled with the forces of the Five Marquis, forced Ning Nanquan, who wanted to overturn the case for Lu Fuzi and Chang Mengjun, was forced to give up the opportunity to overturn the case.

In the third year of Yangjia, the five marquis rebelled. Deng and King Huai joined forces to quell the rebellion. Ning Nanwei fought for the first time in that rebellion. He was only twelve at the time. But the cruelty and cruelty of the killing methods have made people feel chilled and frightened.