"Uncle Ji, don't blame them... It was my mother's order, telling them not to stop me... I have never explained to my mother that the Lord and the Lord would not allow me to get close to the study... This is my fault." Jiang Chengjia's voice was a little hoarse and very dry and low.

Ji Xianzhi kept silent and looked at her.

This girl was able to hold on at first, but later, she seemed to think of something, and tears filled her eyes.

She didn't dare to cry in front of the academy gate, turned around and ran down the steps, and ran towards the backyard garden.

Xianzhi, afraid that something would happen, hurriedly followed.

He chased after him all the way to the corridor across the garden, and saw Jiang Chengjia leaning against the railing, crying silently with tears.

Ji Xianzhi didn't dare to get close. Seeing her small figure hiding behind the pillars and trembling, she felt uncomfortable.

The low crying lasted for a long time, and Jiang Chengjia slowly stopped. She wiped the tears on her face clean, tried her best to restrain her emotions and said to Ji Xianzhi, who was silently accompanying him behind her: "Uncle Ji... can you tell me... what happened to Junhou when he was a child?"

Jiang Chengjia asked in a low voice.

Ji Xianzhi was a little stunned at first, and Shaoyan sighed: "The lady wants to listen, and I am willing to speak."

“…”

The little girl was silent.

Ji Xianzhi leaned towards her slightly, stood slanted behind her, and slowly said the memories stored in his mind: "I think... Mrs. Cao also mentioned the little things about her lord's childhood with her daughter. She said that he was not loved by her father since she was a child, which is also known to all the old, weak, women and children of the Great Wei Dynasty. The King of Huai Dynasty never concealed his disgust and hatred for his lord. He never got his father's eyes to look at him, and he was wrong no matter what he did. Others only said that he was born in the Huai Palace and had a lifetime of glory and wealth, but they didn't know... how much bitterness and loneliness there was behind this.

When he was young, his lord tried his best to study and practice calligraphy. He got up to practice martial arts at the hour of Yin and 3 hours every day, and then followed the Master to study the history of the scriptures. He was lit at night and read until the hour of Hai before he could fall asleep... but he couldn't sleep for a few hours every day at a young age, and was always in panic. Even if he worked so hard... The King of Dai had never looked at him directly and beat and scolded him at that time. However, the lord at that time also had the love and protection of Mrs. Cao.

Until... when the lord was seven years old... Mrs. Cao... suffered insults in the palace, lost her innocence, and then she became crazy and sick for several years. The lord... no one cares or loves him anymore. If there was no company of Master Lu in those years, General Yue Qi devoted all his martial arts to teach him all kinds of things... I'm afraid he could not survive such dark days. My mother was sick, my father was not happy, and my grandfather was seriously ill... There was almost nothing to support him to survive. He wanted to die several times. He had lost hope at a young age. If Master Lu had not been to help and persuade him again and again, you would not have met your lord in the Western Desert later." Ji Xianzhi sighed, always hoping that Jiang Chengjiaon would understand Ning Nanyou's suffering and want her to know how important Master Lu was to Ning Nanyou.

Jiang Chengjia didn't make a sound, staring blankly at the flowers in front of the corridor.

Ji Xianzhi said sincerely: "I wonder if the woman has ever tasted the feeling of being betrayed, and has she tasted the fear and pain of seeing her teacher die in front of her. I wonder if the woman can understand the feeling of being alone and walking alone in the thorns. I wonder if the woman... has she been in the pile of dead for two days and one night, struggling hard but unable to climb out of the pile of corpses. I wonder if the woman understands...Is she the luxury of living after the disaster?"

Jiang Chengjia still said nothing and listened quietly to him. But he couldn't help but answered in his heart: How could I not know his pain? How could I not experience the despair of my beloved dying in front of me? How could I not know... the desire to survive after the disaster? These are all taught by him... How could I not know...?

Unfortunately, these words can only be hidden in her heart, and they are hard to say and cannot be said.

"The old slave has never witnessed the growth of the queen, so he naturally doesn't know what the queen has experienced. But... the old slave is the person who watched his lord grow up little by little... The old slave has been in this mansion for half his life, and has seen his lord collapse many times in despair. But he... never shed tears easily. But... after being severely injured, he likes to sit alone in the room without eating or drinking until he is forced to lose his energy and faint and not wake up. He is strong...but he is also extremely fragile.

The old slave knows... The queen followed Jiangzhusi to travel around the world since she was a child, and was particularly concerned about the sufferings of the people in the world, and was extremely disdainful and hated the treacherous and treacherous in the court. But... the old slave thinks... the lord is not a treacherous. He is just a poor person blinded by hatred. He has also had the desire to protect the people, and he also wanted this Jiuzhou Divine Land to be glorious and without war. But... the cruel reality is, the smallness and insignificance of his ambitions and ideals are.

Female...After now, do you still think your lord is going on this path...is really wrong?"

Jiang Chengjia clenched his hands tightly, closed his eyes, and tears slid from the corners of his eyes.

"Indeed, if you talk about the lord's big and small guilty crimes, he will be unforgivable. Even if you ask him to go to the sinister hell and be punished, it is not an exaggeration to reincarnate forever. I think... Since the lord's identity has been known from the beginning, he should have done many investigations and examinations in private. I believe that the lord's despicable things have been done in the past, the lord knows everything that the lord has done before. I believe... I don't need to say more about it.

The old slave also advised him, said, and even scolded him hard, but those words made the lord fall deeper and harder, making it harder to suppress the obsession in his heart.

To be honest, Lao Nu once had the same idea as the female king... I thought... if I could guide it, maybe the lord could put down the butcher's knife. But later Lao Nu felt that... he was wrong. Lao Nu had not experienced everything that the lord had experienced personally, so what qualifications would he have to persuade him to let go? Obsessions, inner demons, shadows, nightmares, these are only resolved by himself, and he had a fixed mind in his heart, and he could completely drive them away and let them go.

Today... the old slave said this to the female queen sincerely, just to let the female queen know... The lord is paranoid and has come to this day. After all, he has taken too much responsibility by himself. Therefore, no matter who advises or hates it, it is useless. What we can do... maybe only company."

He was very sincere when he said this.

After listening patiently, Jiang Chengjia asked softly: "Do you just need to accompany him? Uncle Ji... you have been with him for so many years... He has never come out... Can I do it if I had changed to me?"

"Girl, why not give it a try? I have never seen my lord save someone like this in Quanling or later the deserted mountains... My lord has always been a calm person, but he has been in chaos because of you every time. Maybe at the beginning... he didn't know that you saved him from the mouth of the White-Eyed Wolf King when he was young, and thought that even if he was good to you... he was just ashamed of you. But later, he no longer felt guilty about you, but liked you. Otherwise, he would not have lost his position in the deserted mountains, change his plans because of you, or even... let Lu Xun and Zhou Yuanmo worry about this. My lord has always been a calm, experienced, ruthless and decisive person, but in the past few months, he has been hesitating for you countless times.

You were seriously injured at that time. In order to protect you, the lord jumped down from the cliff. Even though he grabbed the vine cliff grass growing on the cliff,... such a high cliff, he endured the pain, regardless of the sharp stones and palms that would scratch his palms because of the sharp stones protruding on the cliff and the small thorns covered with vine cliff grass. In order to save you, he ignored these things... Doesn't this prove how important you are in the lord's heart?"

Ji Xianzhi told her the whole story of the deserted mountain. Jiang Chengjia then realized... It turned out that the scar she saw in his palm was actually left behind when he jumped over the cliff. But she fell into a coma and knew nothing...

In this way... At that time, he was not only injured by the swords of the Wuhu soldiers, but also had to be stained with blood and blood on his back...

Jiang Chengjia lowered his head and thought for a long time, but his heart was like a mess, swaying.

Ji Xianzhi received his voice and waited quietly beside her.

He knew that this already kind little girl had been shaken now.

Ji Xianzhi thought that if they could persuade them to rely on each other, perhaps Ning Nanyou would not be as hard as before.

"Uncle Ji." After a while, Jiang Chengjia spoke, "You and your mother...they advised me today are the same."

Ji Xianzhi was a little stunned and asked hesitantly: "Madam... is with you today?"

"Don't worry... I've figured it out before you persuaded me." Jiang Chengjia was a little tired and upset, interrupting him, "Just... maybe... I need some time."

Ji Xianzhi sighed again: "If the woman calms down, she can figure it out... it's okay. The wind in the yard is strong, and the wound on the woman's body has inflammation these days and it's often repeated. It's better to go back early."

Jiang Chengjia responded softly and stood motionless in the yard.

Ji Xianzhi knew that if he continued to persuade him, he might have the opposite effect. After thinking about it, he turned around and left the corridor and headed towards the west courtyard.

Jiang Chengjia stared at the tender yellow flowers blooming in the courtyard. He remembered the 367 files collected by Qianji Office over the years, and the tragic cases and unjust cases recorded in the withered silk books or bamboo carvings. He still couldn't eliminate the worries and fears about Ning Nanyou.

At the end of the second year of Yangjia, all the people involved in the Chang Mengjun case were searched for the house for half a year. Ning Nanquan, who was still the crown prince at that time, tried desperately to find evidence that he could overturn the case. However, Deng and King Huai, and the forces of the Five Marquis, forced Ning Nanquan, who overturned the case for Mr. Lu, was forced to give up the opportunity to overturn the case for Mr. Lu.

In the third year of Yangjia, the Five Marquis rebelled. The Deng family and the King of Huai joined forces to quell the rebellion. Ning Nanyou fought for the first time in that rebellion. At that time, he was only twelve. However, the vicious and cruel method of killing was already heartbroken and frightened.
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