After Dong Boyu's funeral was over, Dongfu still hadn't escaped from the sad and sad atmosphere.
Dong Haoyang held his forehead and closed his eyes to rest.
These days he always feels very tired, his mind is a little unclear, and he always feels dizzy.
"Yang'er, go and take a rest, you are too tired these days," Mrs. Dong said with concern, her words were full of distress.
Dong Haoyang nodded, opened his eyes with difficulty, and returned to his room with the help of his servants.
As soon as he reached the bedside, Dong Haoyang couldn't hold back and lay down directly on it. He waved his hand with the last ounce of strength, motioning for the next person to go out, and fell asleep with his eyes darkened.
late at night.
In a daze, Dong Haoyang seemed to hear someone calling him, and slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils showed no sign of expression. He got up from the bed slowly, and walked out the door slowly.
There is no moon tonight, and the dark night looks particularly gloomy. At this time, all the servants of the Dongfu had already fallen asleep, and there was no trace of popularity in the empty yard.
Dong Haoyang walked through the corridor like a ghost and walked into the backyard.
When he walked near the rockery, he stopped there, motionless, as if it were a lifeless log.
"Dong Haoyang, come and look at me", a weak female voice came over beside the rockery, looking extremely strange in this dark night.
Hearing the voice, Dong Haoyang turned his head bluntly, and his dark eyes stared straight at the delicate figure.
If Dong Haoyang is still awake, he will definitely recognize it. This is Shui Xirong, who has always been vigilant.
"I am your master", Shui Xirong slowly approached Dong Haoyang, with a strange rhythm in her voice, which made people want to listen uncontrollably, Shui Xirong stared at Dong Haoyang closely "You are not actually Ji Wenhui and Dong Wenbo's son, but an orphan."
"Your parents were originally high-ranking officials, but because Emperor Yuanjing was ignorant, he listened to Dong Boyu's slander and thought that you were trying to rebel, so your whole family was executed."
"Dongfu is your enemy, Emperor Yuanjing is your enemy, and Yuanning is your enemy."
Dong Haoyang repeated word by word, without any emotional ups and downs in his voice, "Dongfu is my enemy, Emperor Yuanjing is my enemy, and Yuan Ningguo is my enemy."
"Yes, good boy."
Shui Xirong hooked the corners of her lips with satisfaction, and continued to speak slowly in her tempting tone, "I secretly rescued you from them, I secretly replaced you and Ji Wenhui's son, you keep pretending You are very well-behaved, but the hatred in your heart is about to devour your whole being."
"I am your master, only I can avenge you, and you exist to obey my orders."
"You want to kill Emperor Yuanjing, you want to kill the royal family, you want to destroy the Dongfu, your heart is full of hatred."
Dong Haoyang repeated blankly, without a trace of expression in his dark pupils, "You are my master, I want to kill them."
"I want to kill them."
"I want to kill them!!"
Under the guidance of Shui Xirong, Dong Haoyang repeated this sentence a dozen times. Every time he recited it, there was a hint of hatred in his unwavering voice, and the later the emotion in his voice became stronger.
"I, think, want, kill, kill, he, they!"
At the last time, Dong Haoyang's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and the hatred of Sen Sen made people shudder.
I can't wait to peel those people to the bone, devour their flesh and drink their blood!
Shui Xirong heard the obvious hatred in Dong Haoyang's voice, her eyes were full of excitement and gloomy light, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her whole person looked very strange in the dark night.
"Yes, that's it." Shui Xirong's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of waking up. If you ignore her excited eyes, she now looks like a loving mother coaxing her child to sleep, "It's getting late. Now, go back to sleep."
After hearing this, Dong Haoyang returned to his previous dazed appearance. He turned around stiffly and sluggishly, and walked back along the same path.
——
"Yang'er, why didn't you get up so late today, is there any discomfort?" Mrs. Dong knocked on Dong Haoyang's door.
After a while in the room, Dong Haoyang's unwavering voice came out, "It's okay"
"Can mother come in?" Madam Dong frowned, always feeling that Yang'er's state was not right today.
There was a moment of silence in the room, and then there was a screeching sound. Madam Dong was in a hurry. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Dong Haoyang's voice that seemed to be suppressed, "Come in."
After entering the house, Mrs. Dong found the porcelain pillow under the bed that had been broken into pieces at first sight. She was shocked, put down the bird's nest in her hand, and walked forward anxiously, grabbing Dong Haoyang's hand and starting to look at it, " Yang'er, are you alright?"
Dong Haoyang suddenly pulled his hand back and said bluntly, "It's okay, I accidentally touched the porcelain pillow on the ground when I got up just now."
Mrs. Dong was relieved when she saw that Dong Haoyang was not injured. She didn't take Dong Haoyang's abnormality to heart, but thought that he was a little depressed because his grandfather died and was very sad.
"It's fine if nothing happens, it really scares my mother."
Mrs. Dong called a servant to come in and clean up all the debris on the ground.
"My mother made this for you in the kitchen. Come and try it." Mrs. Dong pulled Dong Haoyang to sit at the table, "I haven't done it for many days, and I don't know if the craftsmanship has deteriorated. "
Dong Haoyang listened to Mrs. Dong's nagging, and the anger between his brows became stronger and stronger. When Mrs. Dong held up the bowl and handed it to him, he finally couldn't help it, and suddenly knocked the bowl over to the ground.
The steaming bird's nest was splashed on the ground.
Mrs. Dong looked at him in shock and hurt.
Dong Haoyang frowned, suppressing his emotions, "I'm not in a good mood, I don't want to eat, you go out first."
The alienation in the voice is very obvious.
"Yang'er, I know that your grandfather's going has hit you hard." After Mrs. Dong was surprised, she patted Dong Haoyang's head distressedly. Dong Haoyang endured it for a long time before hitting her hand down. You have to come out early, and your grandfather also hopes that you can shine on the lintel of the East Mansion, and stop torturing yourself like this."
"Mother is really distressed."
Mrs. Dong looked at Dong Haoyang for a long time, but Dong Haoyang just had a blank face, without the slightest loosening, Mrs. Dong couldn't help sighing, and asked someone to come over to clean up the mess on the ground, and then walked out the door.
"Yang'er, take a rest."
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Because of Dong Boyu's death, Emperor Yuanjing promoted his grandson to be the grandson of the prince, but in fact the prince was abolished by him some time ago. Now, Emperor Yuanjing has pointed Dong Haoyang to the ninth prince's side. Let him be in charge of the Ninth Prince's studies.
I haven't seen him for more than a year, the little brat has grown a lot taller, and the whole person has the bearing and majesty of a prince.
Although still a teenager, he has already seen the handsome and unparalleled face after the future has grown.
"Teacher," Heng Rui stared at Dong Haoyang closely, and laughed suddenly, "I will trouble Taifu to teach me more in the future."
Dong Haoyang nodded, his face was cold, and he spread out the book, "Your Highness, please take a seat, the lower official is about to start teaching."
Heng Rui's eyes flashed for a moment, but there was a deep heat hidden beneath his seemingly calm eyes.
He silently repeated the titles of Taifu and His Royal Highness, and once again, his eyes became hot.
"Your Highness, please concentrate," Dong Haoyang frowned displeased.
Heng Rui immediately stopped his actions obediently and listened carefully to Dong Haoyang's explanation.
Yuan Jingdi, who was outside the door, looked at the scene where the two were teaching a class and listening carefully and nodded with satisfaction, "Heng Rui's talent and understanding are indeed unmatched, I look at Dong Aiqing, this professor is already difficult and difficult. I understand the knowledge, but I never imagined that Heng Rui could understand it so quickly.”
"Dong Aiqing's insights are also unique, and he really deserves to be the descendant of the Dong family."
The eunuch chief beside Yuan Jingdi immediately responded respectfully, "It's also your majesty, your majesty, if it weren't for your majesty's discerning eyes, how could Master Dong display his ambitions?"
Emperor Yuanjing laughed, "Okay, you know how to flatter you, let's go, let Heng Rui study hard for a while."
As Emperor Yuanjing disappeared in front of the palace gate, Heng Rui swung away the palace servants around him, his serious expression gradually faded, and turned into a look of covetousness and longing.
"Master" "Master"
Heng Rui shouted softly over and over again, stood up and walked in front of Dong Haoyang, hugged him tightly, and rubbed contentedly on his chest.
Satisfied look.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I feel so nervous every day."
"Don't disappear in the future, okay?"
Dong Haoyang's body tensed for a moment, trying his best to contain the hatred for the Heng family's royal family that gushed out of his chest. He showed a cold smile when Heng Rui couldn't see it.
"it is good"
"I won't disappear again in the future. Even if I die, I will definitely be in front of you."
Heng Rui heard this and immediately raised his head to look at Dong Haoyang, his eyes were full of surprises and excitement.
"Really?" Heng Rui asked carefully.
"It's natural," Dong Haoyang laughed.
The weather in late autumn is a bit chilly.