Chapter 292: The Past (6)
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Su Shaozheng really didn't want to say this to Han Jing, because of the things she knew, I am afraid that Su Yu herself may not be able to remember clearly, but her impression is particularly profound, because she really can't believe it, how can there be such a mother in this world!
But there was no way to be entangled by the cold mirror, so Su Shaozheng still said something about what happened back then.
She was six or seven years older than Su Yu, her mother died when she was very young, she was gifted and intelligent, so her father favored her a little, and she was in the harem at that time, and no one dared to offend.
She has watched a lot of dramas about the harem concubines competing for favor, and there are also many people who take children to make rafts to find trouble, these are common in the harem, and the long-cherished kite has been precocious than other children since childhood. So she sees many things clearly, and she doesn't interfere at will, let alone meddle.
Until one day, she passed by Xia Ji's palace, Xia Ji was the favorite concubine brought back by her father, with a brilliant complexion, a pair of blue eyes, unusually beautiful and moving, not to mention a man, even a woman would not help but be tempted when she saw her, making people unable to believe that there would be such a fairy-like face in this world. What's even more rare is that Xia Ji has a gentle temperament on weekdays, and she treats people even more kindly, and she doesn't like those women in the harem, but she doesn't hate Xia Ji too much, because when Xia Ji smiles, it makes people feel like a spring breeze, which makes her think of her mother who died early.
But that day, outside her palace, she heard the voice of a child sobbing from inside.
There is only one child in the palace, that is, the child born to Xia Ji, and his father named him Shu Yu, the eleventh prince of the Nanyao Kingdom. But in fact, Su Shaozheng knew that it was not her father's child, but she remembered that the child was very beautiful, and her father also liked him very much. Xia Ji had a big belly when she arrived in the palace, she had secretly heard the conversation between her father and Xia Ji, the child was Xia Ji and someone else's child, but her father doted on Xia Ji and didn't care who the child's biological father was, and said that he would treat him as his own son and would never treat him badly.
The sound of sobbing was intermittent, very unreal, but it was real, and the kite could not resist its curiosity, so he saw that no one was paying attention, and went into the temple through the side door, and went in the direction of the sound.
At that time, Su Yu was only half a year old, and Su Zheng still wondered if the palace people were lazy, otherwise how could she keep crying, but when she followed the voice, she was startled, and she couldn't believe the scene she saw nAd1 (
In the small garden of the temple was planted a thorny blood-colored rose, and among the flowers, there was a child lying only wearing a thin silk cloth undershirt, all pierced by the spikes of the rose, and the white undershirt was red one by one, and he could not tell whether it was blood or rose juice, and his cry was fragmentary, as if it was pain, and as if he had no strength to cry again.
And at this time, his biological mother, Xia Ji, was sitting on the soft floor next to the flowers, served by the palace maid, mixing the freshly mashed rose flower juice with spices to make a bright red blood-like juice, dyeing her nails leisurely and enjoyingly, she even squinted her eyes comfortably, accompanied by the fragmented cry, humming an unknown tune. PrintChapterError(