nine words

Chu Jiuge hesitated, before deciding to walk into the long corridor.Maybe he should be suspicious, after all, Daoist Qingxu has never met him, and he can only understand Daoist Qingxu bit by bit from Daotong's description, so what does "It's time" mean in his mouth ... Chu Jiuge couldn't wait to get the answer.

Holding on to the cold stone wall with difficulty, Chu Jiuge lingered for a long time before he finally saw a little light. The frightening cold light made him extremely uneasy. This scene echoed his all-too-familiar memory. The truth came that he could not accept.

"I'm still thinking about when you will come, but I really said that Cao Cao will be here."

Daoist Qingxu's voice was not old. Seeing Chu Jiuge walk in, he raised his eyes to look at him. His eyes were like calm blue waves, without any waves, his thin lips were lightly parted, and his conversation was extraordinary.But what Chu Jiuge saw was a face very similar to Chang Lingge.

"you……"

"When you came here, I knew my son was dead. He must have died in pain..."

Chu Jiuge didn't realize it for a while, so Taoist Master Qingxu is Chang Lingge's father, that is, Chu Zhiyi's lover with the surname Chang?

In contrast, answering Daoist Qingxu's question is what Chu Jiuge is currently hesitating about. What should he say?Is it to reassure him and say that Chang Lingge went away very comfortably without conscience, or is it to tell the truth and make him suffer?

After thinking for a long time, Chu Jiuge decided to keep silent.Now that he decided to meet him, Daoist Qingxu must be ready to tell him everything.

"Don't you have anything to ask?"

"I guess I'll wait until you say it yourself."

Daoist Qingxu smiled when he heard the words, stood up, walked to Chu Jiuge, stroked his head, and carefully looked at his son he had never met. His heart was also very desolate, and he was speechless for a long time.

I don't know where to start, and I don't know if I should say it.

"Do you know why your brother's surname is Chang, but your surname is Chu?"

Chu Jiuge lowered his head and shook his head with gloomy eyes.

"I've heard that Nanjun appointed two sons, the eldest son is Chu Luoyin, and the younger son is He Wenge. Now you should understand why you and your brother have different surnames."

"So, elder brother is your biological son, and I..."

"You are Zhiyi's adopted son, an abandoned baby picked up outside Lin'an City 20 years ago. He has always regarded you as his own, loves you very much, and often praises you in front of me. You were sent to Kunlun for refuge."

"Refuge?" Chu Jiuge knew that he was getting closer and closer to the truth, which he couldn't have done, but now there was an urge to escape in his heart.Knowing everything, he will no longer be able to live peacefully like now, he simply doesn't have the courage to bear all this, what should he do...

As if he had seen through Chu Jiuge's mind, Daoist Qingxu stopped talking, bent down and sat beside Chu Jiuge, raised his forehead hair, and gently stroked the wound wrapped in bandages. "You have also suffered for so many years. If you know it, you must be very distressed."

For some reason, Chu Jiuge had the urge to cry, maybe this is the feeling of fatherly love.Now that he had enjoyed it, Chang Lingge never had the chance to see his father again.

"Why do you choose to ignore everything here, like a god over people's heads, why don't you save him, he is your own son!" As he spoke, tears could no longer be controlled, the disobedient The last sliver of calm was broken, and the pressure accumulated over the years was released at this moment. Chu Jiuge cried bitterly, and knelt down in front of Daoist Qingxu. The tears hit the ground and made a crisp sound, echoing in the stone room , has not dispersed for a long time.

"He admires you so much, but he still didn't see you in the end. Do you know how desperate he is..."

Now, it is useless to immerse yourself in the sorrow of the dead. It took Chu Jiuge a long time to sort out his mood, wipe away the tears on his face, calm down, and listen to Daoist Xu clearly. Talk about the past that has been sealed for many years.

Daoist Qingxu used to be a member of the royal family of the Southern Kingdom, and Nancheng King He Junyan was his grandfather, so Xi Sui could be considered his nephew.It's a pity that he is the bastard son of the second generation of the Southern King who was born in the land of fireworks. He has never been given a title, and he was not even allowed to use the national surname. The end of the bit brother's exile.

In the year when he tied his hair, he met Chu Zhiyi under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. It was just a coincidence, but the bond between the two was established unintentionally.

Chu Zhiyi inherited his father's responsibilities and guarded the "Phoenix Prisoner" under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda for generations. Unfortunately, this task changed in his generation. However, he coveted Chu Zhiyi's talents and learning, so he was reluctant to kill him, so he was imprisoned under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and he often asked him questions.

Later, Qingxu tried his best to rescue Chu Zhiyi. He wanted to go far away with Chu Zhiyi and make a couple of happy mandarin ducks, but the latter didn't want him to end his life in such a sad way, and hoped that he could have the honor of standing in the court. qualification, and made unremitting efforts for it, and even relied on the relationship of family friends to become the adopted son of the current prime minister, until the adoptive father passed away and his son inherited his father's business, he still did not give up.

At this time, the second generation of Nan Wang passed away, and the third generation of Nan Wang, that is, his father, ascended the throne. The latter had always favored Chu Zhiyi, so he ordered his younger brother to be exiled. forced to separate.

In court, Chu Zhiyi kept pleading for his lover, but Nan Wang saw that his heart was like a rock, so he stopped persuading him, and kept a deaf ear to it.Chu Zhiyi was disheartened by Nan Wang, and wanted to resign from the office to follow in Qingxu's footsteps, but at this moment, news of the Demon Sect came.In order to recover Feng Prison Huang, Chu Zhiyi insisted on supporting Xun Sui, pushed him to the throne, arranged everything, acted out a scene of suspended animation, returned to the Demon Sect as an internal response, and waited for Chu Jiuge to come out of the mountain to take on the role important task.

"To this day, I haven't been able to see him again. His mission is to protect the 'Phoenix Prisoner'. No matter how painful it is, he can't return to me. I'm afraid he didn't know how to protect the 'Phoenix' until he came to the Demon Sect. The true meaning of "Prisoner Phoenix" is not to guard the murder weapon, but to guard the divided Central Plains and not be deceived by foreign enemies..."

"In this case, why do you often like this son Lingge?"

"Brother Wang, in order to make Zhiyi give up, he arranged a marriage for me at first. Not only did he not despair, but he even wanted to save me from this secular prison. Later, I was exiled, and Ling Ge returned to Zhiyi to raise me." , in the end, he became a victim of this war, he must feel very guilty towards you, don't blame him..."

Chu Jiuge didn't answer.

Of course he didn't have the slightest bit of resentment towards Chu Zhiyi, he was only very dissatisfied with the man in front of him. "You know that he is suffering in the Devil's Cult, but you enjoy your leisure here alone, are you worthy of him!"

Speaking of this, Chu Jiuge himself was taken aback. Why did he say such a thing? If he could leave, this person would definitely not stay here for a while. Care and love cannot be pretended.

...then why...

Qingxu lifted up his robe, revealing his bruised right leg, which shows that he was restrained and imprisoned for many years.

"Is he the one who locked you here?"

It seemed reasonable to do so, Chu Zhiyi loved him so much, how could he let him throw himself into a trap and fall into danger?

Chu Jiuge couldn't help lowering his head again, letting his tears wet his clothes.

"I hope that there will be no foreign enemies in the next life. When the prosperity fades away, the lead is gone, the yellow springs are green, and I will stay with you in seclusion..."

What kind of mood did Chu Zhiyi have for saying such words?He must have predicted that he would never meet his beloved one again in his life, so he simply imprisoned him in a safe place forever, and with his peaceful and sad mood, he walked to today step by step.

"Father...Father..."

Chu Jiuge was sad, but Qingxu was not in pain. After so many years, he even forgot his original name. Every day he prayed for the end of the war and that the man could return to him, but it was always a sad wish.Now, he can only pin all his hopes on Chu Jiuge, "We must save him. He has devoted his whole life to the southern country, and even ruined Ling Ge's future. No matter what the world says about him , I only want him to be alive."

As long as he is alive...

It was precisely because he knew that Chang Lingge was related to Xun Sui by blood, so Chu Zhiyi sacrificed him to fulfill Chu Jiuge.

How could he accept it with peace of mind...

Daoist Qingxu embraced the weeping Chu Jiuge, just as he took over the crying baby from Chu Zhiyi's arms many years ago.Now, the baby at that time has become the sole master of the country, and has inherited Chu Zhiyi's position as Prime Minister, so where is Chu Zhiyi now...

Chu Zhiyi's early experience is strikingly similar to Chu Jiuge's. Maybe it's because he didn't want his adopted son to follow in his footsteps, which resulted in him not being able to be consummated with his beloved one, so he has worked hard every step of the way so far.

Qingxu didn't know how to comfort Chu Jiuge, maybe it was best for him to cry out the pain in his heart.

Under the nest, how can there be any eggs.

In troubled times, it is not easy to love someone boldly. Being able to have perfect love is a blessing from previous lives.

To a certain extent, Chu Zhiyi is not envious of Chu Jiuge, at least after suffering all the hardships, the bitterness comes, and the final flowers are ushered in, but he himself is always struggling in the boundless sea of ​​suffering. There was not a single straw for him to rest on.

"I hope that there will be no foreign enemies in the next life, when the prosperity fades away, the lead is gone, the yellow springs are green, and the world is hidden..."

This is his long-cherished wish in this life.