love poison

After a long time, Erlang finally made up his mind and asked the question that has always concerned him the most.

"Are you my father?" Erlang clenched his hands into fists and trembled slightly.

Rong Hua never thought that Erlang would ask such a question. He seemed to be still, staring at Erlang stiffly, without answering for a long time.

Erlang asked, "Is it hard to answer?"

Rong Hua gritted his teeth and made up his mind for a long time, but finally he couldn't deceive Erlang. His hands dropped silently, and he said in a low voice, "I don't know."

This time, it was Erlang who was in a daze.

He never thought that Rong Hua would say the same thing as Xin Mu. After staring at Rong Hua for a long time, he said in confusion, "How could you not know? You adults, how could you be so troublesome?"

Rong Hua took a deep breath and said, "Did your father never tell you? Did he ever hint? Or mentioned something about your father."

"Never." Erlang shook his head.

Rong Hua asked again, "Where's your name?"

Erlang replied: "My father said that the civilians in Zhaoyue have no names. If I like, I can choose one myself."

Rong Hua frowned and thought about it, put his hands lightly on Erlang's shoulders, and asked, "When is your birthday?"

"Jingtai seven years, April sixteenth."

Erlang saw that Ronghua's face and lips turned pale in an instant, and his eyes suddenly showed an unbearable sadness and anger. At the same time, he suddenly pinched Erlang's shoulders. Although he was very restrained, He didn't use any force, and didn't make Erlang feel any pain, but Erlang had the illusion that his shoulder had been crushed by Ronghua.

He looked at Rong Hua flustered and helpless, after a while, he calmed down again, and read an answer from Rong Hua's eyes: Rong Hua was not his father.

At this moment, the same thought kept echoing in Rong Hua's mind.

Erlang is not his child.

Xin Mu did not lie to him, Erlang was really not his child, he had secretly calculated that if it was his child, it should have been conceived on the night Xin Mu got drunk in the small barn, then The child's birthday should be in early June of the seventh year of Jingtai.

His birthday was brought forward by more than a month, and the day of pregnancy was pushed forward by more than one month. Wouldn't that be with Muen...

Rong Hua suddenly felt that piercing pain spread to his whole body again, he wished he could forget those things due to amnesia, but that thing was always deep in his memory, and he never forgot it, once it was mentioned, jealousy would It will make his heart twisted.

He suddenly remembered Muen's handsome but hateful face, which seemed to overlap with the child in front of him.

And this overly clever child obviously understood what he meant, the child opened his mouth softly, and said with the same expression as Xin Mu: "You are not my father."

Rong Hua's body trembled suddenly, and his eyes were suddenly blood red. Erlang had never seen such eyes, as if Rong Hua was going to bite him to death in the next second.

Before the emotion of fear had time to occupy Erlang's heart, he saw that the expression of the man with gray temples in front of him suddenly changed. He was even more frightened than Erlang, so that he was a little at a loss, and in a panic, he suddenly hugged Erlang Living.

Erlang blinked, but in the end he still didn't move, letting Ronghua hug him obediently.

After a long time, Rong Hua finally spoke with a trembling voice: "Erlang, can I be your father? I will treat you well..."

Erlang thought for a long time before saying, "You and my father have known each other for a long time? Did you ever fail him?"

Rong Hua let go of Erlang, and said with a guilty conscience, "Yes, I used to... be very sorry for him."

"Hey, let me just say, my father is very nice to others, he never treats people like that, you are the only one." Erlang sighed, and said sadly, "Maybe... I should have a brother and sister, right? "

Rong Hua showed a struggling look, and after a long while, he finally nodded.

Erlang continued to sigh, and Rong Hua thought in his heart, if the child asks again, he will tell Erlang everything about that year.

But Erlang still just sighed, the long silence made Ronghua's heart hang, and when Ronghua was about to bear it, Erlang shook his head suddenly.

He had been brooding over this matter before, but when all the stories were in front of his eyes, ready to come out, he hesitated.

After a while, Erlang raised his head, looked at Rong Hua and said, "Forget it, I don't want to know."

Xin Mu realized that Erlang had been too obedient these past few days, so he didn't ask any more questions about Rong Hua, and he no longer speculated whether Rong Hua was his father or not.

At the beginning, Xin Mu guessed that Erlang had secretly contacted Ronghua in private, maybe Ronghua told Erlang all those things.But it didn't take long for Xin Mu to overturn this guess, because he knew that Erlang had always protected him. If the child knew what happened back then, he would definitely not worship Ronghua as much as he does now.

Of course, Xin Mu didn't plan to tell Erlang either, those things have passed, Xin Mu let go of them himself, and he didn't intend to leave hatred in Erlang's heart.

But Xin Mu was still a little concerned about Erlang's quietness these past few days. During lunch that day, Xin Mu suddenly opened his mouth and asked tentatively, "Why haven't you asked about your father these few days?"

Erlang's eyes lit up, and he said, "Father, are you finally going to confess? Do you want to tell me?"

Xin Mu smiled lightly: "Don't say it."

Erlang's face suddenly became long, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you teasing me if you don't tell me?"

"It's nothing." Xin Mu smiled again, thinking that maybe he was thinking too much, and changed the topic to talk about other things.

After dinner, Xin Mu went back to his room to read, while Erlang was playing with a branch as a sword in the backyard. When he was bored, he suddenly heard a whistle from outside the courtyard wall. Everyone is refreshed.

In the afternoon at the end of summer, Rong Hua rode the steed that Erlang had won to Xin Mu's house from the Yue Palace alone.

But he didn't go to the main entrance, he came here a few times in the past two days, and gave Xin Mu some of Xin Mu's favorite food, but Xin Mu ignored him and almost got angry several times.

So today Ronghua didn't bother himself any more. He walked to the wall of the backyard of Xin Mu's house, put his index finger and thumb in his mouth, and whistled loudly. After a while, he heard the sound coming from the courtyard There was a rustling sound, and then, a nimble little guy climbed up the wall, sat on the top of the wall, looked at Rong Hua and said, "Your Highness, you, you look like me, my father will be angry when he finds out."

"Why is your father angry with you? He's only angry with me." Rong Hua said with a smile, and then drew out a short sword hanging from his waist. There is also a long cry, even if you don't need to look closely, you can know what a good sword it is.

"Wow, what is this?" Erlang leaned down, staring intently at the dagger.

Rong Hua said: "It's for you, your current height is just right for this kind of sword."

Erlang was riding on the top of the wall, falling into deep hesitation.

Regarding the past of Ronghua and his father, Erlang finally decided not to ask, he thought, it was all the matter of their previous generation, and it was all over, and if he knew it, he would just uncover the scars of his father's past once.He doesn't need to know the past, he just needs to know that Ronghua hurt his father in the past, and this is enough to draw a line between him and Ronghua.

He originally planned this way, but he still couldn't resist Ronghua's various temptations to him. He really liked this person, couldn't help but want to get close to him, and couldn't help but want to be with him Play around.

Erlang was still struggling, so Ronghua took the dagger and casually drew a sword flower in his hand. The biting wind of the sword brushed against Erlang's clothes, and accurately cut off a leaf on the treetop, and half of the leaf shook. It fell unsteadily, and was lightly pinched by Rong Hua's fingertips.

Rong Hua pinched the half leaf and said, "Don't you want to learn swordsmanship? Come out, I'll teach you."

"Wait for me!" Erlang finished speaking anxiously, and then jumped from the wall back into the yard. After Ronghua waited for a while, Erlang ran out from the front door, made a detour to the backyard, and stood In front of Rong Hua.

Erlang panted heavily, and said, "I just told my dad that I was out to play, don't let him know, I don't want him to be unhappy."

Rong Hua was a little disappointed, but he hoped that Xin Mu would know that Erlang was often with him during this time.But Rong Hua didn't show much, he smiled at Erlang, stretched out and said: "Come on, get on the horse."

Erlang was full of excitement, and held Ronghua's hand.

After Erlang went out to play, Xin Mu learned to cook at home alone.When he was running around in the past, Xin Mu never felt uneasy about not having a sense of belonging, but now that he has settled here not long ago, Xin Mu actually has a sense of stability, he really regards this place as his home.He only bought servants to prepare food every day, and he did it all by himself to make this house look like a home. He became more and more attached to this place, and he couldn't even imagine his wandering days in the past. How did the day go.

And if he really wanted to stay here, he would have to face his relationship with Ronghua. Thinking of this, Xin Mu would have a headache. Now he is completely in a predicament that makes people feel anxious.

He could feel that the relationship between Erlang and Ronghua was getting better and better. If he continued to stay in Yuezhou, Xin Mu always felt that Ronghua would take Erlang away from him, but if he really left, Xin Mu was worried about Ronghua. Huahui is as extreme as ever.What if he is looking for life and death like that?Isn't the blood shed for these six years all in vain?

The author has something to say: continue to attack~

Hello everyone in September~ Ah~ I can finally finish the side story and the main text this month~

Good night~