Sima Jiao started remembering things very early. When most children had no idea about the world around them, he could already understand the information he wanted from the attitudes and words of the people around him. At that time, he lived in Shunhua Palace with his mother, Princess Ciyu. The huge Shunhua Palace was deserted, and all the palace servants were like shadows.
Inside the palace, there were tall sorghum pillars, soft carpets on the floor, fluttering curtains, and a kind of incense that made people sleepy was always burning in the incense burner. This was a gorgeous prison in the palace, holding a woman who had been driven crazy, and Sima Jiao, an untimely product. People were very taboo about his identity, but Sima Jiao knew that his mother was the crazy woman, Princess Ciyu, and his father was the owner of this palace, His Majesty the Emperor. He also knew that the two were siblings.
He had seen palace maids whispering behind his back, all talking about how ridiculous His Majesty and the princess were, how the illegitimate child was unfaithful and dirty, and how he would definitely not have a good death in the future. He felt angry, so he had the two palace maids brought in, and he personally used a lamp holder cast in the shape of flowers and birds to pierce their eyes and mouths, splashing blood all over his body and hands.
He was still so young at that time, but his violent temper had already begun to show. After he found that killing someone relieved his headache caused by anger, Sima Jiao fell in love with this feeling. Those who made him angry should die. It didn't matter if they died, and there was an endless supply of new palace maids.
No one told him right from wrong, taught him reason, and all he saw since he was born were cages and lunatics. When his mother, Princess Ciyu, was mad, she could not recognize him and ignored him. When she was awake, she would look at him with disgust and fear, muttering, "You are worthy of being his child. You are also a lunatic, little lunatic!"
"When you grow up, you will be a nuisance, a nuisance!" She went crazy again, trying to feed him poison and kill him. She came to his bedside in the middle of the night and tried to suffocate him with a pillow. But he didn't die, because he was smart and knew how to avoid this crazy woman. After Gao Mi found out, she kept watching him and stopped the woman's behavior.
Gao Mi was not Gao Taibao at that time. He watched Princess Ciyu grow up and tried to ease their mother-son relationship. In the entire Shunhua Palace, only Gao Mi would be nice to him, but he would always hold him and keep saying, "Your Highness was not like this before. She is kind and gentle, and will definitely treat you well. She is like this now only because she is sick. When she recovers, she will love you very much. You are her biological son, and she will definitely like you."
Sima Jiao did not believe this. He had eyes to see and a brain to think that the woman he should call mother was just afraid that he would hate him again and did not like him at all because he was becoming more and more like his father.
Everyone said that he was becoming more and more like His Majesty, but Sima Jiao didn't like to hear this. He was just as disgusted with his biological father, and he would rather call that man a beast than a madman.
The beasts would occasionally come to Shunhua Palace, and then the crazy woman would be dragged into the palace by him, making whining sounds. Sima Jiao was only a few years old at that time, but he had seen this kind of thing many times with his own eyes. He sat by the palace door and watched, the man and the woman tore each other apart, laughing and crying. He felt that everything he saw was inexplicably disgusting. He remembered that he had seen two dogs running out of the kennel outside Shunhua Palace. Those beasts would be like this too.
For many years afterwards, whenever he thought of the scene of the two twisting their bodies, he would feel an uncontrollable nausea. When he grew up, as an emperor, he would also have countless beauties, those beauties would have beautiful faces and bodies, and would make charming and soft voices, which reminded him of the crazy woman who died in the fire, and he subconsciously felt a splitting headache.
"Kill him, drag him away and kill him." When he came to his senses, he saw the servants dragging the body out, leaving a long red drag mark on the ground.
One after another, beauties came before him, all with the same exquisite and dazzling faces, but what was revealed in their eyes was different. Some people had ambition in their eyes, and even if they pretended to be gentle or cold, their desire for power and him was so clear in their eyes. In their eyes, he seemed to have become a step, a step leading to the peak of power.
Some beauties had fear and cowardice in their eyes. He could see the fear of death in their eyes. To these people, he was a murderous devil. Most people looked at him this way. Later, he was too lazy to kill them because it was boring.
There were also some beauties whose eyes carried more complicated messages, hatred or calculation or disgust and flattery coexisting. Each of them made him unhappy.
In such a huge palace, everyone's eyes were shrouded in a layer of haze, like the lingering dark clouds above the palace, making people feel breathless and irritable.
Going to Hexia was an accident, and meeting the famous Lady Liao was just a whim. But when he saw her for the first time, Sima Jiao saw a pair of different eyes. The sky in those eyes was clear - but he didn't know how long it would be clear.
She was a unique beauty. At least, Sima Jiao had never seen such a lazy woman.
When he concealed his identity and deliberately mentioned "Sima Jiao", there was no fear in Liao Tingyan's eyes. To be exact, that emotion should be a little annoyance and a little curiosity. It was like a white cloud appeared in the clear sky, but as long as she was given a bowl of ice, the cloud was immediately blown away by the wind.
He didn't know if she would become as annoying to him as those boring beauties once she entered the palace.
On the day when she unexpectedly found out his identity, Sima Jiao thought he could see panic and fear in her eyes, but he found a look of suspicion in her eyes. Apart from that, she was very calm and could even stare blankly in front of him.
She was different from the others. She didn't have the "motivation" of those beauties. She was happy with anything. She didn't seem to have any other pursuits except eating and sleeping. She could even sleep next to him.
Maybe she often plots against him in her mind, and will shrink when slightly frightened, pretending to be docile, but her acting skills are not good, and she is naive and stupid without knowing it. But if you say she is stupid, she is not really stupid, at least she thinks a lot of things clearly and never gets entangled.
Sima Jiao had never met someone who made him feel so comfortable. Lying beside her, watching her chewing fruits and watching her sleep peacefully, made him feel inexplicably calm.
He liked this person, so he wanted to give her more things, so that she would stay by his side without changing. Sima Jiao never thought carefully about what this feeling was, as long as she didn't change, he would always like her like this.
But when she was abducted and her life or death was unknown, Sima Jiao realized that he actually felt a little scared amidst his boundless anger. He had never been afraid of anyone or anything, but at that moment, he was afraid that she was really dead.
When he saw her again, she was still the same. There was no haze in her eyes, and even if it rained, it was sunny rain. After holding her in his arms, Sima Jiao felt that his head, which had been aching for a while, slowly relaxed. She relaxed faster than him, and collapsed in the blink of an eye.
When Liao Tingyan was lying on the bed, pulling off her clothes and saying "Come on", Sima Jiao didn't react at all to what she meant. After all, when she did this, her eyes were full of trouble and she wanted to sleep, not a look of seeking love at all. Sima Jiao had seen many eyes with seductive charm, but this kind of look that didn't have any seductive feeling at all, who knew what she meant.
It was only after she lay down that Sima Jiao suddenly realized that without looking at her eyes, her actions could probably be considered standard seduction. He suddenly felt complicated, pushed her awake and asked, and got a silent and affirmative answer.
Sima Jiao: “…”
Sima Jiao recalled how he had treated those beautiful palace maids who wanted to climb into his bed and offer themselves to him. He was ready to scare Liao Tingyan by telling her that many people had died in his bedroom. But when he looked down, he found that Liao Tingyan, who had not waited for him to continue speaking for a long time, had fallen asleep again.
Sima Jiao, "...very courageous."
He is the emperor, so can he say whether he wants to sleep or not
Liao Tingyan didn't hear it, but she felt a little pain in her chest when she woke up in the morning. Sima Jiao asked her, "Are you so tired? I took off your clothes last night and you didn't wake up."
Liao Tingyan was puzzled, "Your Majesty, why did you take off my clothes at night when you were not sleeping?"
After asking, she realized something was wrong and looked down at her body. "My clothes are still in good condition. They haven't been taken off."
Sima Jiao: "Who told you to keep shouting 'It hurts, it hurts'? No one can take it off."
Liao Tingyan: How come I have no memory of this? It is inconvenient to take off clothes because my arms hurt.
No, the biggest problem now is not that it is inconvenient to take off clothes because of the arm injury, but what does Sima Jiao want to do by taking off her clothes? She has tried several times. Isn't he frigid or has sexual dysfunction? Why is he suddenly so coquettish
Although Liao Tingyan wanted to find out the truth, the information Jin De reported made her lose the desire to continue investigating.
"Your Majesty, people from the Qinnan Palace have appeared nearby and are searching for us on a large scale. We are still within the scope of Yaozhou, and it will be dangerous if we are discovered."
Liao Tingyan saw Sima Jiao's expression suddenly turned gloomy, completely different from the harmless look he had just shown her with a hint of dissatisfaction. He said, "The cleanup was not done properly."
All the gray-clad servants knelt down immediately.
Sima Jiao stood up and said, "The other party reacted quickly. They got ready, abandoned the carriage, and rode on horseback to take the other route I had planned before."
Everyone agreed and left. Sima Jiao turned around and pulled Liao Tingyan up, straightened her clothes, and said calmly, "I'll take you on a horse ride, don't be afraid."
A group of people riding horses were indeed much faster. However, Chen Yun was able to be the hero of the original novel, so he was not a simple character. Two days later, he still found their traces. He sent out more than a hundred people to surround Sima Jiao and dozens of guards. When Sima Jiao ran out of the encirclement, there were only more than 20 people left with him.
Chen Yun chased after him relentlessly, even bringing people with him.
Seeing that the number of gray-clad guards around him was decreasing, Sima Jiao raised his hand and drew the long sword on his horse. Liao Tingyan could only sit in front of him, pursed his lips and watched the scene of blood splattering in front of him.
Chen Yun raised his arrow and was about to shoot, but fearing that he might kill the heroine by mistake, he had to drop the bow and arrow, and also drew his sword and rushed straight towards Sima Jiao. In the blink of an eye, the two horses approached each other.
Everything happened so fast that Liao Tingyan could not see anything clearly. On the bumpy horse, she only felt dizzy for a moment, and then someone around her shouted "Your Majesty!" "Master!"
Someone fell off the horse. Liao Tingyan didn't think about anything and subconsciously grabbed the clothes of the person behind him. Then he found that it was not Sima Jiao who fell off the horse, but Chen Yun.
Chen Yun fell to the ground in shock, avoiding the horse's hooves, blood oozing from his lips, and an arrow deeply pierced his chest. Unlike ordinary bows and arrows, this seemed to be a specially made pocket-sized arrow. Liao Tingyan didn't react to how Chen Yun was shot, nor did she see who shot the arrow. She immediately looked up at Sima Jiao, but felt liquid dripping on her hand.
Sima Jiao's chest was also soaked with blood. In a flash, Liao Tingyan remembered Sima Jiao's sudden move to the side and pushed her aside.
Sima Jiao had a blank expression on his face. He hugged her tighter and said, "Get out."
There were only a few gray-clothed men still alive, and most of them were injured. Upon hearing Sima Jiao's words, a few of them took advantage of Chen Yun falling off his horse and everyone's panic, and risked their lives to fight for Sima Jiao's life.
Sima Jiao's horse was a black horse with jet-black hair as smooth as satin. It neighed, shook off the pursuers who had reacted, and quickly ran into the woods.
The author has something to say: Well, parents should avoid doing things with children, as it can easily cause psychological trauma to children.