Who Cares

Guan Suyi only glanced at it quickly and was stunned. If this person did not take off his clothes, she would never have imagined what kind of trauma this body had suffered under the cover of the gorgeous robe.

He is indeed very tall and majestic, and every bulging muscle contains terrifying power. However, in addition to this, there are also interlaced scars, one by one, one by one, one after another, heal and wound, wound and wound. Well, the so-called "body without perfect skin" is nothing more than this.

The deepest and deadliest scar on his left chest, which can be distinguished by the naked eye. At the beginning of the injury, it must have reached the heart, almost killing him.

"You, aren't you the young patriarch of the Jiuli tribe?" Guan Suyi felt that he was almost unable to breathe, knowing that "don't look at indecent assault", but couldn't move his eyes away anyway.

"Young patriarch? How could it be possible! That's just the gold on my face after my ascension to the throne. You people in the Central Plains are good faces. Whoever becomes the emperor has to make up an extraordinary birth and name for him? Head." Emperor Sheng Yuan's eyes were dull, his expression trembled, as if he was thinking of something.

"Look at this, madam," he pointed to the scars on his left shoulder. "This is the scratch I left from fighting with a lone wolf when I was five years old. Because of the summer heat and mosquito bites, it really festered for a month or two. Healing. And here, this is the first time I have been on the battlefield, and I was slashed away by the enemy..."

He counted them one by one, each of which was an unforgettable pain, and each of them was an unimaginable catastrophe of life and death. It is a miracle for Guan Suyi that he can stand here calmly and recall the past with himself.

"How did this scar leave? It is the most dangerous one, right?" Guan Suyi clearly didn't want to respond, but couldn't restrain the pain and concern in her heart.

Emperor Sheng Yuan was silent for a long time before he muttered, "This is what I stabbed myself."

Guan Suyi looked at him in horror, it was hard to imagine that a man with a heart as strong as iron and brave like him would have the idea of ​​suicide. why? What kind of tragedy happened to make him so desperate, and he didn't even have the courage to live?

Emperor Sheng Yuan gently stroked the corners of her red eyes, and laughed in a deep voice, "Madam, you saved me. Without you, this knife would be nothing. Maybe I will take a second and a third knife in the future. Kill yourself."

Guan Suyi's face was pale, but she wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. Her instinct told her that behind this fatal scar, there must be a fatal secret, which is definitely not something she is qualified to know. However, even if she did not ask, Emperor Sheng Yuan had already made up his mind to tell her everything.

"Speaking of speaking, my life experience is not a secret. The entire Jiuli people know that if the courtiers of the Han people inquire about it, they should be able to know one or two." The wooden board was handed over, and softly ordered, "Madame, open it and take a look."

"Is this a picture of hell?" Guan Suyi looked puzzled.

A painting with extremely strong colors is drawn on the wooden board. In the center of the painting lies a woman with loose hair and holding a scimitar. A green-faced and fangs Raksha evil spirit cuts away her towering belly and crawls out with a few intestines. , To **** the blood on her wrist. Blood, blood is everywhere, and the red of the blockbuster burns the eyeballs of bystanders like flames, making people feel extremely uncomfortable and even more creepy.

The tragic death of the woman and the greedy and ferocious expressions of the evil spirits come to life under the rendering of superb painting skills, as if this is not a scene of hell, but a real occurrence.

The answer of Emperor Shengyuan confirmed this guess, "This is not a picture of hell, but the scene when I was born."

Guan Suyi's heart beat fiercely, but he was not frightened, but strongly suspicious. Even if she didn't wait to see Emperor Shengyuan, she still had to admit that he was a benevolent monarch in this life. Even in the previous life, his idea of ​​governing the country was correct and his original intention was to benefit the people. It was just that there was no way out and many detours were taken.

If such people are entrusted by evil spirits, then what is the last emperor of the previous dynasty?

"No, you are definitely not a Raksha evil ghost. This painting is fictitious." She shook her head in denial.

The haze between the emperor Shengyuan’s eyebrows completely dissipated, “I am indeed not a Rakshasa evil spirit, but this painting is not a fiction. The woman in the painting is my biological mother, Husuliya, the first wing of the emperor’s test. You. We also know that our Jiuli have three wives and four concubines, with one regular wife and two side rooms. If the side room is strong, it can be equal to the regular wife. My mother was the most favored side room and the most capable. In the side room, there is a tendency to replace the regular wife, which is now the queen mother. Especially after she became pregnant, the contradiction between the two is almost irreconcilable and is about to happen."

He took the drawing board, his eyes blanked, "I don't know who moved the hand, the queen mother or other wives and concubines. In short, when I was about to be born, she was chased and killed and fled into the valley to take refuge. There, she gave birth to me. Her belly was torn, her wrists were torn, and blood was bleeding all over the ground. The scene was very tragic. There were even more wolves wandering around, but due to the poisonous powder she dropped, she never dared to approach. It was the queen mother who found her body first , And I was lying prone in a pool of blood, holding her wrist, feeding on blood, not being thirst or starved to death, nor eaten by beasts. I lived for three days and finally waited for rescue."

"After returning, the Queen Mother found the best oriental painter in the art, and according to the dictation of the people present, she described the real scene and presented it to the Emperor Kao to watch." He clicked on the frame and sighed, "So there is this. A picture of Rakshasa coming to the world."

Guan Su did not show up on his clothes, and a stormy sea was already set off in his heart. This painting was really sent to the first emperor, and the result can be imagined. Can pierce the mother's abdomen and break out of the body, and eat its blood stubbornly to survive, how do you know that you will not be able to kill your father in the future and harm the tribe? How spoiled the first emperor to the side room, and hated this ghost infant, how could he be allowed to survive?

Emperor Sheng Yuan chuckled and stroked her pale cheeks, and comforted, "Madam, don't be afraid, Huang Kao is not such a cruel and unsympathetic person. He didn't kill me himself, but just threw me into the mountains to feed the wolves."

Is this still cruel and unfeeling? What kind of terrible things has he experienced before he can think that it is good not to kill his father himself? Guan Suyi's eyes were red, and a layer of mist slowly appeared in her dark eyes.

"Madam, don't cry, everything is over. You feel sorry for me, I know." Mentioning the most unbearable past, the Emperor Sheng Yuan at this moment can't feel the slightest pain, let alone take up a sword and do his best to harm himself. He just wanted to hug the wife who was crying for him, look at her quietly for a while, kiss her for a while, listen to her choking, even annoyed scolding, so that all the pain can be wiped out.

"Who cares about you? Faceless bastard!" Guan Suyi barely suppressed her tears, but her voice became trembling.

"Okay, I'm a bastard, I have no face and no skin." Emperor Sheng Yuan took his wife's boneless hand and patted his face twice, and said with emotion, "I didn't expect that the emperor would not want me, but the wolves would slap me. Let’s go and raised it with care. Before I was three years old, I followed them to learn hunting. They ate raw meat and drank animal blood. They couldn’t speak, but only snarled. One day, the emperor missed the forest and ran into me and gave it to me. A cooked chicken leg, the taste I can't forget until now." He laughed as he talked, as if it was such a beautiful memory.

"The emperor is the eldest princess?" Guan Suyi asked in a dumb voice.

"Yes, it was her. Since then, she has often come to see me, teach me to speak, light fires, eat cooked food, drink boiling water, and tell me that I am not a beast, but a human, a thoughtful person. So no matter what the emperor sister does , I can forgive me, because without her, there would be no current me. After a few years, the clan threw a group of children into the mountains, let them fight the wild beasts, and tried to cultivate a group of dead men. I mixed in. My martial arts were all learned from wild animals, the dexterity of apes, the fierceness of tigers, and the ruthlessness of wolves. Compared with those children, I didn't know how to be stronger, so it was logical to become the leader and lead them to stumble and live. Come down. A batch of children have gone, and another batch of children have arrived. Before I knew it, I took control of the secret part of the Jiuli tribe."

"You are really lucky and fate!" Guan Suyi was shocked, and thought that this person is really the emperor of the dragon, right? Otherwise, how could it be impossible to survive every time?

"I do have some luck. After training a large number of dead men, the Jiuli clan gradually annexed the surrounding small tribes and began to expand bit by bit, so I mixed into the army again, repeatedly defeated the enemy, and made great achievements. When Huang Kao discovered my identity, I was already holding a heavy weapon in his hand, and the force was unstoppable. He had to pinch his nose to recognize me. However, I was never his son, but a sharp weapon. Apart from expanding the territory for him, there was nothing there. Value. When this sharp weapon is rolled, it is time to throw it away. While he commanded me to fight forward, he let my brothers cannibalize my power and watched them unite and strangle me with cold eyes."

Speaking of this, he sneered, "But trash is trash. Let alone join hands, it will give them a hundred lives. They are not our enemy. Later, I went straight to Yanjing and became the emperor. Later, the queen mother. So I gave this painting to me as a gift to the throne, so that my life is worse than death." His eyes began to flush, "I have been thinking since I was a child, why others have fathers and mothers, but I have nothing; why others can Growing up at home, only I was abandoned in the wilderness. Who is my mother, and why do I be regarded as evil by the people? In the passage of time and suffering, this question has gradually become my demon, And the Queen Mother completely released this heart demon, intending to kill me without blood, and almost succeeded."

Guan Suyi was speechless for a while, and slowly straightened out his thoughts, then looked at the painting in his hand, and said confidently, "The emperor, she lied to you. This painting is not the descendant of Rakshasa, but the guardian of the Virgin! "

The Emperor Shengyuan suddenly laughed, and gently wrapped his wife’s thin shoulders, and muttered, "The madam has a bright eye and a bright heart, and the most transparent. If there is no madam, I might be entangled by the heart demon for a lifetime, crazy to death. . Madam, you saved me."