Ninety-seven About the past
Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Situ Xuanao directly ordered his subordinates to prepare bath water for him, and the blood gushing out of the old bustard just now made him feel disgusting and dirty.
It was as if his body was stained with the smell of blood.
Situ Xuanao sat on the chair, his back was against the backrest, his head was slightly tilted, his eyes were closed, his head hurt a little today, I don't know if it was because he saw blood.
Seventeen years ago, Lord Sikong suddenly found a loyal servant in the family, entrusted the seven-year-old Situ Xuanao to him, and ordered them to flee overnight without a moment's delay.
Although seven-year-old Situ Xuanao didn't know what was going on, looking at his father's grim expression, he knew that something big must have happened in the family, while his mother sat on the side and wept silently.
The young Situ Xuanao suddenly had a hunch that if he left home this time, he would never see his father and mother again. So Situ Xuanao's little hand tightly held his mother's hand, saying that he would follow his mother in everything.
If in the past, my father and my mother must have laughed and said that he was a man and couldn't rely too much on my mother. But only that time, after several times of persuasion and disobedience, Dad beat Situ Xuanao for the first time, and then ordered the servant to take him away.
Situ Xuanao clearly remembered that he was carried away by the servants crying that day.
I never went back to that home since.
He did not understand what had happened, but he knew that the servant had taken him with him and hid him in a very secret place, and had commanded him not to leave the place for any reason, no matter what he heard or saw.
Situ Xuanao didn't understand what the servant meant, so he just stretched out his little hand and pulled the servant's sleeve tightly, asking over and over again when his father and mother would come to pick him up.
When the servant heard this, he did not answer anything, but silently wiped away his tears, and comforted him, saying, "Come and fetch him."
After listening to the servant's words, Situ Xuanao was really happy, he believed it, and he believed that his father and mother would come to pick him up immediately, so he ate and slept obediently, did not cry or make trouble, and waited quietly.
As a result, day after day, time passed like this, Situ Xuanao squatted at the door every day and waited, except for the time to eat and sleep, he squatted at the door.
Finally one day, the servant quietly went out when Situ Xuanao was still asleep.
And when the servant went out, Situ Xuanao happened to wake up, he turned over, looked curiously at the servant tiptoeing out the door, and didn't think about it, so he quietly followed.
Following the servant all the way, I don't know how far he walked or how long he walked, anyway, Situ Xuanao felt that he couldn't walk anymore, and found that the servant stood at the back of the crowd and looked inside.
Situ Xuanao was a little curious, and also squeezed over, because he was thin and small, so it was easy to squeeze in.
Until now, Situ Xuanao can still recall the scene at that time, when he squeezed to the front, he saw many people kneeling on the street, and his father and mother were wearing white prison uniforms, tied up by five flowers, kneeling in the front, and behind him were his two elder brothers!
"Daddy, mother......" Situ Xuanao shouted and was about to rush over, when suddenly a powerful force behind him covered his mouth, and at the same time dragged him into the crowd, hiding his thin body in the crowd.
"Woo woo woo...... Situ Xuanao didn't know the truth, and resisted vigorously, but his strength was too small, so he could helplessly be held farther and farther away, hiding behind those adults.
"It's time!
Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the high platform, and a small sign was dropped from it, which read "Chop".
Situ Xuanao didn't understand what was happening in front of him, so he forgot about the struggle and looked at the adult sitting on the high platform with a pair of innocent eyes.
Suddenly, Situ Xuanao saw a smug smile on the adult's face, that smile was very annoying, but Situ Xuanao imprinted this smile deeply in his mind.
Then the executioners raised their broadswords, and without even blinking an eye, swung them down fiercely.
Then, Situ Xuanao's world was wrapped in endless blood, endless bright red splashed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't even hear a scream, just in the blink of an eye, his father, mother, and two elder brothers were in different places.
At that moment, Situ Xuanao didn't cry loudly, he just bit the servant's hand with his teeth fiercely, crying silently, although he didn't understand why this happened, but he understood that his parents and brothers, as well as all the people who had something to do with his Sikong family, were all dead, all dead!
Only he was left, and the servant.
Endless blood, like a winding river, dyed the entire street red, and also stained Situ Xuanao's young heart red.
"Let's go......," the servant whispered above his head.
So without waiting for Situ Xuanao to answer, he hurriedly hugged Situ Xuanao and left with the crowd, if he moved a little slower, maybe someone would find out, then the dead old lady's thoughts would be in vain.
At the very least, they hope that the young master can live, at least he can live the life he wants, and he doesn't have to be burdened by fame and fortune, he doesn't have to worry about the officialdom all day long, and he doesn't have to lose his life because he obstructs other people's way to get rich.
These are all what the servant said to Situ Xuanao before he died.
Situ Xuanao knelt in front of the bed, looking at the old servant who was dying but still trying to convey his father's wishes, Situ Xuanao nodded heavily.
He will not be burdened by fame and fortune, nor will he be afraid of the officialdom, nor will he give his life because he obstructs other people's way to get rich.
Because in his life, from the moment he witnessed the tragic death of his father and two brothers, he was doomed, and his life was only for revenge.
Therefore, he will only kill the people who stand in his way for revenge!
On the day of the execution, the servant carried him back to their place of refuge, then put him down, wiped the tears on his face, and said to Situ Xuanao very seriously: "From today on, you will no longer be surnamed Sikong! The old man said that your future name will be Situ Xuanao......
It was the second name his father had given him, as if something was going on to live in the world in another form.
It was precisely because from that day on, Situ Xuanao was very afraid of seeing blood, and the color and taste of blood would make him feel very uncomfortable.
Leaning back in his chair, his eyes closed tightly, his brow furrowed, the unhappiness brought to him by the blood was still so strong.
Unconsciously, he remembered the events of seventeen years ago.
When did he start to become so sentimental!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room from the outside, and Situ Xuanao lowered his voice and said in a dull voice: "Come in." ”
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a slightly weak young man walked in, and when he saw Situ Xuanao's face, he asked with some concern, "My lord...... You...... Remembering the old days again?"
"It's fine. Situ Xuanao opened his eyes, looked at the visitor, waved his hand to signal him to sit down, straightened his body, and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Qi, what do you think of Cuicui's mission this time?"
"I ...... I'm a little worried......" Xiao Qi thought for a while and said.
"Why? Situ Xuanao looked at Xiao Qi with a smile, "Aren't you the most confident in Cuicui?"
"I do have a lot of confidence in Cuicui, but Nangong Yuelan is really a bit tricky, and Dongfang Jun beside him is even more subtle and cautious. And that Wei Ruge always gives people a very special feeling, that is, the kind of person who wants to get close to her, wants to be friends with her, can't bear to see her hurt, she will stand up to help when you are helpless, and when she is helpless, she will never open her mouth to cause trouble to others......" Xiao Qi said, deeply trapped in the days when he was with Wei Ruge, "She is really the kind of person who can change a person's concept......"
"Oh?" Situ Xuanao's tone suddenly increased, and he said a little coldly, "Has your concept been changed by her?"
"Xiao Qi doesn't dare!" Xiao Qi saw that Situ Xuanao's face changed, and he stood up suddenly, clasped his hands into fists, and assured Situ Xuanao.
He and Cuicui were both adopted by Situ Xuanao since childhood, and at that time, he was really like their own brother, although he was strict with them, he never treated them badly.
Therefore, no matter how ungrateful he is, he will not betray Situ Xuanao.
Thinking about it, Xiao Qi raised his head and looked at Situ Xuanao's angular face, and his resolute expression made his heart fluster, so Xiao Qi hurriedly looked away and didn't look at Situ Xuanao.
He didn't know when he started, he had an indescribable affection for Situ Xuanao, he thought that if he stayed away from Situ Xuanao, his strange illness would be cured, but in the past few years since he left Situ Xuanao and went to the Dusk Sky Pavilion, he has been thinking about Situ Xuanao all the time.
I wonder if he is more dazzling now, if he still has occasional headaches, if he still has insomnia at night, and if he will smile from the bottom of his heart when his revenge plan is realized.
With these thoughts, Xiao Qi worked hard to complete the task assigned to him by Situ Xuanao, Situ Xuanao had seen from a long time ago that Nangong Yuelan was not an ordinary person, and if he could use it for himself, it would be great.
Situ Xuanao saw it very accurately, but it was a pity that Nangong Yuelan's self-respecting personality and innate thoughtfulness made it difficult for Situ Xuanao to pry open this brick.
Therefore, Xiao Qi terminated the mission halfway.
After a few years, when he saw Situ Xuanao again, Xiao Qi never expected that his heart would beat so violently, although at that time Situ Xuanao was holding a long sword against his throat, as long as he used a little force, the sword would penetrate his body.