Chapter 292

Su Yaozheng really doesn't want to talk to Han Jing about this. I'm afraid Su Yu may not be able to remember what she knows, but her impression is very deep, because she can't believe it. How can there be such a mother in the world!

But I can't help being entangled by the cold mirror. Su Yaozheng said something about what happened in those years.

She was six or seven years older than Su Yu. Her mother and empress passed away when she was very young. She was so talented that her father was partial to her. At that time, she was in the harem, and no one dared to offend her.

She has seen a lot of scenes about concubines competing for favours in the harem. There are also many people who take their children to do rafts to find jobs. These are common in the harem. Since childhood, suyao Zheng has been more precocious than other children. So many things, she can see clearly, and will not interfere at will, will not meddle.

Until one day, she passed by Xia Ji's palace. Xia Ji was the favorite concubine brought back by her father. She was gorgeous and had a pair of blue eyes. She was extremely beautiful and moving. Let alone a man, even a woman could not help but be moved when she saw her. It was unbelievable that there would be such a fairy like face in the world. What's more, Xia Ji is usually gentle and pleasant. She doesn't like the women in the harem, but she doesn't hate her very much. When she smiles, she 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 sound of children crying inside.

There is only one child in the hall, which is the child born to Xia Ji. His father named him Suyu, the eleventh Prince of NANYAO kingdom. But in fact, Su Yaozheng knew that it was not the father's child, but she remembered that the child was very beautiful, and the Father also liked him very much. When Xia Ji came to the palace, she was very big. She had secretly heard the conversation between her father and Xia Ji. The child was Xia Ji's and other people's children. But the father favored Xia Ji and didn't care who the child's biological father was. She also said that she would treat him as her own son and never treat him badly.

The sobbing voice was intermittent and unreal, but it was really ringing. Su Yaozheng couldn't resist curiosity, so he took advantage of no one's attention and went into the hall from the side door to the direction of the sound.

Su Yu was only half a year old at that time. She was still wondering if the palace people had neglected her. Otherwise, she would have been crying all the time. But when she followed the sound, she was shocked. She couldn't believe what she saw.

In the small garden of the palace, there is a prickly red rose. In the flowers, there is a child who is only wearing a thin silk lining. His whole body is pierced by the prickles of the rose. The white lining is piece by piece red. He can't tell whether it's blood or rose juice. His cry is fragmentary, like pain, and he doesn't have the strength to cry again.

At this time, his biological mother, Xiaji, sat on the soft collapse beside the flowers, and was served by the palace maids. She mixed the freshly mashed rose juice with spices to make the juice as red as blood. She looked leisurely and enjoyed dyeing her nails. She even narrowed her eyes comfortably, accompanied by the fragmentary cry, humming an unknown tune.

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