Chapter 19: The Past
"Sorry!"
I followed my dreams all the way to the Imperial Garden.
In the cold winter, a few proud plum blossoms drilled out, and they looked quite aura in this snow.
"Are you alright? ”
I walked up to him, and he reached out and gently folded a plum blossom to the tip of his nose.
"It doesn't matter. ”
He looked at me and smiled.
"You must not be ...... by Zhang Jiao's villain"
"Don't worry, I understand. ”
I looked at it, but I felt very uncomfortable at the moment.
I don't know why it's uncomfortable.
"The whole world is his, and I naturally won't fight with him. ”
Su Ji handed me the plum blossom and walked to the depths of the imperial garden, "I watched him grow up, he was stupid since he was a child, and he was often bullied by other princes. ”
"There are only two people who are good to him, one is the eldest prince Zhang Yan, and the other is me. ”
He sat down and looked at me with a smile.
This smile is mixed with a little bitterness.
"I still remember when he was seven years old, the other princes caught big and small prey in the hunt, but he didn't, so his father didn't give him any reward, he was very sad, sneaked out quietly at night, sat on the big stone and gave a, he was still very young at that time, the second prince had a perverse personality, saying that he deliberately made noise to make everyone can't sleep, so he also knelt in the ice and snow for a night. ”
When Su Ji said this, he smiled softly.
"That'...... How did he become like this. ”
I sat next to me, fiddling with the little plum blossom.
When he was sixteen years old, his mother was framed by the harem concubines and was given to death by the first emperor. ”
Su said.
I clenched my hands.
Frame.
In the first place, I was framed to death.
The most feared thing in the world is not ghosts and demons, but the human heart.
A heart full of jealousy.
"His mother's death was a heavy blow to him, and he became more and more gloomy, and began to alienate anyone, even Zhang Yan and I sometimes refused to see him. When he was nineteen years old, he killed his own father with his own hands. ”
I was shocked, I couldn't digest such a big news.
Nineteen years old.
I still remember when I was twenty-two years old.
After the identity of the undercover agent was revealed, I was pressed to the sulfuric acid barrel in the chemical pool.
I still can't forget that ugly face.
So, for the first time, I used a knife to pierce the left chest of a drug dealer.
It became a sleepless scar for the rest of my life.
Zhang Jiao, to what extent was he forced to kill his father with his own hands.
He's been packaged by hatred as a demon who kills people without blinking.
In the best years, he did not have the caress of his mother and the praise of his father, only the days of bullying.
Because I'm afraid, I don't approach anyone.
Because of fear, it becomes more and more gloomy.
Because of the fear of losing and being bullied.
"On the day he was dressed in a dragon robe, he killed nineteen princes and concubines, including those who framed his mother and bullied him, and the hall was full of silence, at that moment, I was thinking, I must have hurt him. I didn't enlighten him and protect him when he was most hurt. That's why he is what he is now. ”
He stood up and looked at me fixedly.
"Hangpool, Zhang Jiao is actually not terrible, but he is not willing to trust and pay again, he used to be a very pitiful and pitiful child, so please take care of him. Su Ji grabbed me, his eyes were firm, "This is the only thing I ask of you,"
I wanted to say more.
I don't know if I can.
Zhang Jiao, he is only a nineteen-year-old child.
But hatred sprouted in his heart not as a seedling, but as a towering tree.
Nearest the king nearest the gallows.
Zhang Jiao, you are a sage and a wise man, don't become a tiger.