Lu Yunjin would rather Jiang Liu be a ruthless villain than let him go down such a path and be tortured like this.

She wanted to see Jiang Liu, hugged him, asked him if he was in pain, and wanted to go back to Qingshui Village with him.

But she couldn't go to him.

Jiang Qingyue watched her mother cry and was scared, she had never seen her mother lose her temper like this.

On weekdays, her mother is obviously very unhappy, but every time she faces her, she will reluctantly smile at her.

Mother doesn't like to deal with everyone in the Zhenguo Mansion, but every time Jiang Qingyue has something she wants and wants to eat, she will take the initiative to communicate with the guards guarding the gate of the courtyard.

Jiang Qingyue thought that her mother had always been cold and cold.

But the news that my father had become a eunuch made my mother so hysterical......

And what is a eunuch?

That night, her mother hugged her and wept silently.

"Qingyue, your father is so bitter, he must be in a lot of pain, how did he get through it, God, why can't you hurt him......"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have married him, I shouldn't have hurt him......"

Jiang Qingyue once saw her father in her mother's paintings.

The mother pointed to the man in the painting and said to her with gentle eyes, "He is your father, your eyes are like mine, your eyebrows are like him, your nose is like mine, and your mouth is like him." My little Qingyue, you look really fair. ”

But every painting about her father would be burned in front of her in the courtyard by Yongchang Hou.

It's just so boring.

In those very boring days, there was a boy who would often climb the wall to see Jiang Qingyue, he only dared to sit on the wall, and did not dare to come to the yard.

He pointed to Aunt Fang, the only one in their courtyard, and said, "They told me that it was the one who gave birth to me. ”

Jiang Qingyue looked back at Aunt Fang, who would secretly look at the boy, but never dared to greet him.

Aunt Fang treated her very well, since it was Aunt Fang's child, Jiang Qingyue was a little more kind.

"My name is Jiang Qingyue, the jade is clear and the ice is clear, and the moon is covered with stars and moons. What's your name? ”

"Zhang Zhiyu," he said, "my father is the Marquis of Yongchang." ”

They spoke a few times across the wall, but this was the first time they exchanged names and surnames.

Jiang Qingyue blinked: "Why are you so afraid of your father?" ”

Once he was on the wall and took a rattle to play with her, when he heard the voice of Yongchanghou, he immediately disappeared, only a rattle that hurriedly fell to the ground.

Zhang Zhiyu told her: "My grandmother does not allow me to talk to my father, if she finds out, she will beat me to death." ”

Jiang Qingyue couldn't understand who her mother-in-law was. Why can't I talk to my father?

Her mother told her that her father was her father, and like her mother, he was the closest person in the world and the person who loved her the most.

Zhang Zhiyu stretched out his hand to her: "Do you want to come out and play?" ”

He was eight years old, much taller, and she was just over four years old, and she couldn't get up the wall without help.

Jiang Qingyue hesitated, looked at her mother who was knitting clothes for her for a long time, and said gloomily: "Forget it." ”

Every time she offered to play and mentioned her father, her mother would be sad.

So she didn't mention it.

Zhang Zhiyu glanced at Aunt Fang again, and said to Jiang Qingyue: "My grandmother told me that my mother was trapped in the small courtyard because of you, so she couldn't leave. for you must have someone to serve. ”

Jiang Qingyue was stunned.

Zhang Zhiyu whispered again: "I don't believe my mother-in-law, she is bad." ”

Jiang Qingyue burst out laughing.

……

Jiang Qingyue heard Aunt Fang talking to her mother.

Lu Yunjin persuaded her: "Why are you bothering with me in this cage? ”

Aunt Fang said: "You are not a cage, it is my place of refuge, you see if I go out, can Sun Hongyan let me go, can I let my son go?" She can't wait to burn you and me to death, but there is only your courtyard, Yongchanghou watched it closely, so she didn't dare to move a little. I want to live, and live one day at a time. ”

"You're not by Zhiyu's side, can you let her go?"

"The old lady promised to raise him herself, and I was relieved, she knew that Sun Hongyan was a vicious person," Aunt Fang said, "If I am by his side, what is the use?" ”

Aunt Fang asked again: "Yongchang Hou changed his way to please you, have you ever softened your heart?" ”

Speaking of Yongchang Hou's coy attitudes, Lu Yunjin was extremely disgusted.

"I only hope that he will not die well."

……

Jiang Qingyue was a little scared when she saw Yongchanghou.

She almost died at the hands of this man.

That time, Yongchang Hou grabbed her little neck and lifted her up.

Jiang Qingyue's feet were off the ground, her throat was choked so badly that she couldn't breathe, and her small hands resisted him in vain.

Fear, fear, there was only one voice in her head.

Mother...... Mother, help me......

"Lu Yunjin, if you dare to kill my child, I will kill your child, what are you doing when I keep this wild seed? Lu Yunjin, you remember, your daughter was killed by you. ”

Lu Yunjin shouted desperately: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, if you let her go, I won't dare anymore!" I really don't dare anymore! ”

The man's hand finally let go.

Jiang Qingyue fell to the ground with a bang, her back, buttocks, and arms hurt as if she was about to fall apart, and Lu Yunjin was still kowtowing to him heavily, so that his forehead was full of scarlet blood.

Yongchang Hou said viciously: "Next time, your daughter will not be strangled to death by me so cleanly, many old men like this kind of young girl, I told your daughter to die in the hands of those old men." ”

Lu Yunjin's face turned pale with fright, and he crawled over to pick up his daughter who was lying on the ground and kept coughing, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Jiang Qingyue wanted to tell her mother not to hold herself so tightly, it hurt a little. She wanted to speak, but her throat was burning and aching.

That day, she heard her mother crying all the time.

Yongchanghou kept standing and watching her cry, and touched Jiang Qingyue's young face: "It's also a beautiful embryo, it's really a pity to give it to an old man." When this little hoof is fifteen years old, he will also leave me. ”

Lu Yunjin raised his head suddenly, hid his daughter's face deep in his arms, gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to touch my daughter, you ......"

"Why don't I dare," Yongchang Hou sneered, "Who told you to dare to have an abortion, my child's life is not life, it can't compare to this cheap hoof?" It's not that I don't want to give you a choice, give birth to my child, and I'll return this little hoof to Jiang Liu. What to do, you can do it yourself. ”

……

Return it to Jiang Liu.

These four words made Lu Yunjin's heart move.

After Yongchang Hou left, Lu Yunjin asked Jiang Qingyue: "Good boy, do you want to leave here, do you want to go to Daddy's side?" ”

Lu Yunjin thought to himself, no matter where he goes, it is better than staying in this ghost place, his daughter is only five years old, how can she be trapped like this in this life.

Jiang Qingyue was afraid that her mother would not want her, so she hugged Lu Yunjin's neck tightly, crying and said, "I want to be with my mother, I don't want to go, my mother doesn't let me go." ”

-

That year, Jiang Liu forcibly broke into the Zhenguo Mansion and came to Jiang Qingyue and her mother.

Jiang Qingyue recognized it at a glance, this was the father in her mother's painting, but there were a few more strands of gray hair, and there was white hair on her father's sideburns, which was not in the painting.

The moment he saw Jiang Liu, Lu Yunjin's eyes suddenly brightened, as if there was a bright starlight.