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Sometimes he often wonders how his life came to be what it is now.

The memory of his childhood has been blurred, he remembers that the family is rich, many people come to the front and back, nurses, maids, little maids-

And then overnight, all of that was gone.

Compared with the longer suffering that followed, the happiness of the past seemed to be a good dream, and when I woke up, I could only face the cold reality.

At that time, in order to save his life, he was dressed as a little girl, mixed with the maids, and later moved into the workshop, because someone helped cover up, but he never showed his flaws.

The first person to discover it was the master who taught him the tune.

He grows up day by day, and one day he will be completely revealed. There are many ways to delay his development for a while, to hide the changes brought about by his development.

Afterward...... He became acquainted with King An.

It wasn't the first time he had gone to King An's Mansion, but it was the first time, and King An said very seriously and asked him to sing with his heart.

He had heard that King An had a son and a daughter under his knees, and he had seen the little prince once, but the county lord had just returned to the capital not long ago.

After singing, he changed his clothes and went to the pavilion. The county lord is still young, the chair is big, she only has a small lump sitting there, she looks Yuxue cute, no wonder King An spoils her like this.

When he saw the salute, the lord jumped from his chair and walked towards him.

"I've seen you, in the Fuxi Building, but you haven't seen me." She laughed with a small swirl of wine on her face, which looked very playful. The tone is also easy-going and generous, and he is not arrogant because of his identity.

He laughed and whispered, "Isn't that what you see?" ”

That was the first time he saw Zhao Dong.

In a blink of an eye, all these years.

He watched her grow up day by day, get married, and have children—

The bamboo forest behind him rattled, he turned around, and Ah Da held a bamboo pole and smiled sweetly at him.

Zhang Ziqian smiled back, Ah Da let go of the bamboo, stumbled towards him, and crashed into his arms.

He was born very much like his mother, and he also had a small wine vortex on one side of his face.

Zhang Ziqian couldn't help but hug him. Ah Da pointed to the plane tree on the side and said, "Bird." ”

There was a bird perched on the branch, combing its wings with its beak. The coloured feathers sparkle in the sunlight as if they were carved from gemstones.

"Yes...... Bird"

Ah Da struggled hard over there, and Zhang Ziqian hugged him with a smile. Of course, before they could reach them, the bird swooped up and disappeared into the dense green leaves.

Ah Da looked at the place where the bird disappeared in a daze, and after a long while, he began to cry.

Zhang Ziqian was at a loss for a moment, but he knew a lot of things, he knew piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, swordsmanship, and the art of war, but he couldn't coax children.

Fortunately, the crying attracted Ah Da's nurse and maid, and a group of people made a fuss, taking the child over and coaxing and persuading.

This scene made him a little trance-

Maybe a few years ago, he was also like Ah Da, who was loved by thousands of people, and was spoiled by his family in the palm of his hand.

The scene in front of me seemed to overlap with the scene in the old dream.

Ah Da is not very old and has a lot of temper, but in the end, Zhao Dong came, and after coaxing for a while, he didn't continue to cry, his little face was already red, and his nose was red.

Zhao Dong raised his head, and there were shiny beads of sweat on the tip of his forehead and nose, probably also tossed by the child.

"It's disturbing your peace - what are you doing alone?"

"I'm tired of reading, go out for a walk."

Zhao Dong handed the child to the nurse: "Let's go back first, let's come over and have dinner together in the evening." Without waiting for him to answer, she smiled and said, "Don't shirk, I have told the kitchen not to bring you food tonight, and if you don't come to eat, you will be hungry." ”

She is a mother, but she still retains the delicate innocence of her girlhood.

Zhang Ziqian still nodded.

He still remembers very well that during King Jing's rebellion, he was entrusted by King An to protect Zhao Dong in the midst of danger. In the underground secret room, Xiao Dong was not stable when he fell asleep, his brows were slightly furrowed, he watched from the sidelines, and wanted to reach out and smooth her brows for her.

At that time, he had no bottom in his heart. King Jing has been dormant for many years, and he has been prepared for it. Although the emperor and King An also made arrangements, it is still unknown who will kill the deer in the end.

Perhaps the emperor's side won.

Maybe King Jing will succeed.

If that's the case, King An will definitely be unlucky, there will be no eggs under the nest, and the experience that happened to him will probably be repeated in Zhao Dong's body.

Until then, he hadn't thought about how important it was to decide who won or who lost. Really speaking, his revenge has already been avenged, whether King Jing rebels or the emperor loses power, it has nothing to do with him. reluctantly said that it was related, that is, the second prince.

It's not that no one has ever shown favor to him, but there is only one second prince who is so persistent. Because King An said that he would try to find out the truth of the second prince and King Jing, he was false to the second prince.

This second prince, who is not from a high background, is not as indisputable as he seems to be. He is also unwilling and ambitious.

In fact, Zhang Ziqian thinks this is very natural, what man doesn't look forward to the power in his hands? What's more, he is also the son of the emperor, and he has the same blood as the third prince. He may not know that taking the same path with King Jing is seeking skin with the tiger, even if it is a matter of combining the inside and the outside, there is only one chair, is it to King Jing or to him?

"Rather than being so slowly ground to death by the queen with a soft knife, I would rather fight and ...... like a man" He squeezed Zhang Ziqian's hand tightly and said vaguely: "I ...... I already knew that I would never be able to give birth to a son in my life, and I would have let those people ruin me a long time ago......"

He ended up slashing his neck with a knife himself. At that time, he fled into the West Inner Garden, and the emperor went in alone, I don't know what the father and son who became enemies said, the emperor came out, and the second prince had already wiped his neck.

King Jingjun also raised fire and harmed himself.

This drama is over, and I don't know how many lives have been filled. The white stone ground in front of the palace gate was dyed blood red. But the next day the sun rose, and everywhere was back to its original state, and the blood was washed away, and the stone floor shone in the sun, and one could not open his eyes.

He survived, and after this turmoil, the emperor cleaned the court again, and many people made sacrifices for the word power.

Just like his family members who were slaughtered and exiled.

They didn't necessarily do anything wrong, they just ...... were all crushed by this crazy collision of power chariots, silently, without a trace.

It's been so long that he can't remember what his family looks like. I vaguely remember that my mother always smells good, and my sister seems to have a younger sister? I can't remember exactly, but it could also be a younger brother.

They're gone, he's still there.

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Actually, I like Zhang Ziqian so much...... Quack, the Qin woman is peerless.

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