Only then did Zhong Miao Yi seriously look at the father in front of him. He was truly old, in just a few months time his hair had already turned white.
Seeing Zhong Miao Yi, he was truly excited, excitement that could not be expressed in words.
He was still alive in this world, and his only kin was the Zhong Miao Yi.
He had always thought that since he was the true son of the dragon and the Son of the heavens, it was only right and proper. Thus, he had never been afraid of anything.
Until the Empress Mother stood up and told him that he was not, that he was just a child whom she had brought back for her own convenience.
If he couldn't withstand it, how could he withstand it?
After that, the army broke through the imperial city's gates. He knew that everything had already become a foregone conclusion. He didn't think about resisting, nor did he think about what he should do. He only knew that he was about to die.
When Su Zeyi, who he had watched from the start as a young boy to an adult, walked in front of him with his armor on, he already knew that everything that belonged to him, was already gone.
Now that he thought about it, he felt much more at ease. It was like he was telling a story, and there was no longer much sadness or joy.
He didn't know if it was because he had already accepted this fact from the bottom of his heart, or if it was simply an escape, but Zhong Miao Yi didn't question him deeply. She felt that no matter what, once things passed, she shouldn't do meaningless things.
Everyone had a scar in their hearts. Why would they tear one another up and look at it?
"How does he treat you?" Looking at Zhong Miao Yi's current complexion and clothes, he more or less knows what is going on, not to mention. To visit people like them, if it wasn't a pampered one, there was nothing that they could do.
Zhong Miao Yi nodded and did not elaborate. He probably did not think that the useless daughter back then would be the one who saved his life.
But unfortunately, the price paid was similarly miserable.
When Ah Jiu carried the dishes up, she was at a loss of what to do. This was the first time she saw a crippled monarch.
Logically speaking, a useless lord in his prime shouldn't be like this. However, after thinking about it, how could he maintain his original appearance after experiencing such an incident?
It was also a relief.
The Aunt Sun followed him out. Seeing that the Ah Jiu was startled, he quickly took the things and walked forward: "Master, Madam, although the noble person came yesterday, but yesterday it was too late and we did not prepare anything. So we can only celebrate today, this is the Miss Ah Jiu that the noble person brought."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ah Jiu, who understood what he meant and quickly followed Aunt Sun to call out to him: "Master, Madam."
The Concubine Xian nodded and smiled, "How can there be so many rules? We're a family now, there's no need to be so formal."
The cripple Jun didn't say anything either, with just a glance, he focused all his energy on Zhong Miao Yi.
Su Zeyi had agreed to let the Zhong Miao Yi raise the child in the concubine's womb. As long as he was alive, he would always be able to wait until the child was old enough to take charge of himself and go wander the world outside.
At that time, it would not be impossible to get him out of this cell.
However, such a long period of time was extremely difficult. If Consort Xian could accompany him, it could also be considered a type of comfort. As if he was returning to the mountain, there was nothing bad about it.
However, Su Zeyi had definitely taken the life of Concubine Xian. Just thinking about it, was enough to make his feel despair.
The reason why the trashy lord didn't drink too much in the past was because he wanted to forget about the things that made him collapse. However, every time, he would only make himself more miserable.
"I came here this time to accompany the Concubine Xian. The Empress is about to come, and there is no one by her side that can't come." Zhong Miao Yi pushed the food in front of him towards Concubine Xian, "Empress, eat more. I'm not hungry."
Consort Xian looked at the invalid and softly said, "What mistress? Today, we are talking. You accompany your father and he spends all day thinking about you."
As she finished her sentence, Consort Xian choked up. It was probably because she was reminded of the things that had happened in the past few days. It was fine when no one was around, but when someone really did ask, she couldn't hold it in any longer.
doesn't mind at all if this cripple thinks of her, but I still don't want to make things difficult for Concubine Xian, "Yes, I also think about you guys every single day, and I'm afraid that you guys won't be well, but I really don't have any way to come here too early.
The cripple listened silently and did not say anything the entire time. Aunt Sun and Ah Jiu had been continuously serving the dishes and after filling the entire table, Aunt Sun asked softly, "Master, today is the day. Want to drink? "
Consort Xian froze for a moment, with an unnatural expression on her face.
The Cripple Lord shook his head, saying that he wouldn't drink anymore.
Aunt Sun heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Zhong Miao Yi and asked: "Where is your benefactor?"
Zhong Miao Yi laughed: "Aunty is teasing me, how would I drink alcohol?"
Aunt Sun also laughed and pulled him to the side.
Previously, there had been an army guarding this place. However, as time went by, seeing that the useless Jun Cheng was dejected and that it was inconvenient for the Concubine Xian to eat, she invited them to return to the outskirts of the capital to patrol the city every few days.
The cripple let out a heavy sigh. He didn't move the things on the table, and instead pulled the Consort Xian's hand and stood up.
Zhong Miao Yi didn't understand what she was doing and could only stand up with him.
No matter how it was in the past, you are still my daughter. I will pass her down to you, and I will entrust the child in her womb to you as well.
was moved, at this moment, he actually felt the same kind of heartache as the trash.
Perhaps the blood kinship would really produce a mysterious resonance.
Zhong Miao Yi took the Concubine Xian's hand. Seeing that the Concubine Xian had already lowered her head to wipe away her tears, everyone knew what sort of end her fate was going to be.
She solemnly nodded her head and promised word by word: "I will treat this child as my own. As long as I am here, I will not let anyone bully him, humiliate him, or look down on him. I will give everything to him, to let him grow up and be a man who can support the heavens and the earth."
"Don't let him know the truth if you can. I don't want him to live in hatred." Consort Xian grabbed the Zhong Miao Yi's hand tightly, and said with a pleading tone, "He only needs to do it properly."
"He won't live in hatred, but he has the right to know the truth."