crazy

"Is my story nice?" Jaejoong's voice came out of nowhere.

Yunho who was sitting on the ground stood up in surprise, he didn't know that Jaejoong was such a silent person like a shadow.

"You! If you want to know, just ask me, why bother to ask these irrelevant people!" Zaizhong's words were lukewarm, as if there was a bit of coquettish meaning!

"Jin Junxiu, I didn't expect you to be such a talkative person!" Zaizhong kicked open the cell door, revealing the two people standing up in shock.

"None of you let me worry, it seems that I can't treat you any more!" Zaizhong got closer and closer to the two people inside, his eyes seemed to be able to eat them both.

Yunho rewarded Qian and hugged Jaejoong tightly, "Don't be impulsive! Calm down!"

"Calm down! Now is the calmest time in my life!" Jaejoong didn't break free.

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave you no matter what he says!" Yunho thought that Jaejoong was afraid that he would hear his past and dislike him.

"What are you afraid of? You can't leave me without worry! I don't want to waste time because of this secret recognized by the whole world! Come!" The guards rushed into the small cell! "Those two people are tied tightly to me, and I want to entertain them well!"

"Stop!" Yunho yelled, let go of Jaejoong, just wanted to hold Junsu and Yoochun's bodies that were dragged out.

"Can't you let them go? They can't do anything to hurt you anymore!"

"Hurt me! They hurt me all the time! As soon as I see Junxiu's eyes that are exactly the same as the Eight Kings, I want to dig them out!" Under the light of the torch, Zaizhong's face is unusually ferocious! "Do you know how his father, the Eight Kings, harmed my uncle back then? If the Eight Kings and the Six Kings hadn't been in collusion, I wouldn't have become what I am now! My mother was hanged to death, and my uncle was hacked to death by random knives." Yes, I can't even pick up all the corpses, tell me, can I let a bloody royal family go?"

"You're royalty too!"

"Yes! I'm also a royal! That's why I always think about keeping this dirty blood dry!" Zai Zhong's hand ruthlessly dug into the white and tender flesh of his face, and when he saw blood, "You know I look at the blood every day. What do you want to do with your own hand? Want to chop it off! But I can’t, I still want to keep it, and only after killing all the royal family members can I beg to die with peace of mind!”

Zaizhong doesn't use the title "Zhen" anymore, it seems that he is extremely angry.

Seeing that there were no tears, Yunhao was scratching his hands desperately, and somewhat understood his feelings.He stepped forward, hugged the trembling person, and spoke in a low voice, fearing to scare him, "Your blood is not dirty at all! Do you know? Without this blood, there will be no you, no more What's the point of you and me still in this world?"

Jaejoong stopped trembling, looked up at Yunho in a daze.

Yunho's lips lightly pressed against Zaizhong's lips, and murmured, "Do you not believe me when you look at me like this? How can you not believe me? I really don't dislike you! Are you It's so beautiful, I even like the sinister expression!"

Jaejoong's eyes seemed to be shaken, he looked at the sincere Yunho emotionally, "You really don't care?"

"That's your past, not your future, you know? Your future should be made with me!"

Jaejoong didn't speak any more, just hugged Yunho's waist tightly, buried his face into Yunho's broad chest, and then his dull voice passed through Yunho's chest and entered Yunhao's ears, "Actually , what you heard from Junxiu is only a small part, do you want to know my complete past?"

Yunho pulled Jaejoon out of his arms, took him to sit and left the dungeon, "Speak! I'll listen!"

Yunhao led him slowly back to Jaejoong's bedroom, the sound of Jaejoong breaking all the way.

"On January 1 of that year, the morning was originally sunny and fine, but the sky changed at noon, and the imperial city was surrounded by heavy rain. The first emperor once asked the astrologer, but was told that all this indicated that There will be a princess coming. At that time, my mother—Concubine Rong was struggling in the delivery room, and it was me—a prince who was finally born. Originally, the emperor was very happy, but because my mother always had nothing to do with him feelings, and also tried every means to put the emperor to death. Therefore, when I was still in my mother's womb, I was already imprisoned in Lingyan Pavilion.

"I didn't know what it looked like outside Lingyan Pavilion before! That's where I spent my entire childhood. I have no playmates, no friends, and even my mother doesn't want to talk to me. Every day someone delivers food and water .but I can't see anyone else.

"Mother is crazy. It's not the obvious kind of madness, it's just that her behavior and thinking are a little bit different from others!"

Jae showed a smile uglier than crying!Yunhao suddenly understood that his distorted personality was created by this mother.

"My mother likes red the most, especially the red like blood is her favorite. She has to apply rouge every day, but you know that in such a place, there is nothing but loneliness. Where can I find rouge? ? So she poked my face with a hairpin..."

"Don't say it...don't say it..." Yunhao hugged Jaejoong tightly in distress. "I know you were in pain at that time, but the person who can poke you is gone! You don't have to be afraid!"

"Why should I be afraid?" Zaizhong broke out of his embrace, "Isn't it just bleeding? There's nothing to be afraid of! What I like most is seeing my mother's red lips! It's like applying ointment It's so beautiful. When she is happy, she will dance in Lingyan Pavilion for a whole day! You don't know!" Zaizhong's expression seemed to be saying something extremely proud.

"My mother's dance is very beautiful. I like to see her expression when she dances. She completely forgets the pain and unhappiness, and concentrates on dancing without worry. Sometimes, I will fall asleep just watching it. Even in my dream is my mother's graceful dancing posture. Sometimes I also think, if it is not because of me, my mother would not exist in this world long ago! She should love me very much!"

A tear fell down on Zai Zhong Wuxia's face, "She loves me and hates me even more! I am her son, that man's child! So she put all her hatred for that man on me!"

Yunho looked at Jaejoong's crying face, he couldn't say anything, he could only wrap him in his arms.

"Do you know? The person my mother likes is none other than my uncle!"