Wanyue entered the youth's study and found that the huge study was full of bookshelves, and there were countless books on the bookshelves.
"A lot—" Wan Yue's mouth opened slightly in shock, but she forgot to close it for a long time.
"My father's collection of books." The young man's voice added a smirk and a faint showing off, as if he was very proud.
This is the first time Wanyue has heard the young man talk about his family.
Before she knew it, Wan Yue had been here for half a year, and she saw that the deadline agreed with the Iceman was coming.
Wanyue was restless in her heart, unable to concentrate on her daily studies, and was soon seen through by the youth.
"If you don't like learning, give it up, why bother yourself?"
Hearing Wanyue playing in a mess, a little anger flashed on the young man's face.
Wanyue bowed her head, feeling frustrated and faltering to express her worries.
"Is it for this?" The young man was surprised.
Wan Yue said, "If Lang Jun doesn't like it, then the Iceman will naturally send me back, and then... I will definitely be sold by my aunt again."
The young man sat beside the piano desk, wondering what he was thinking.
"I am afraid that I will live next to the Emperor's Mausoleum, and I will never leave half a step." The young man sighed, "You are still young, I will tell that woman and ask her to help you arrange the marriage. She is the most beautiful woman in the world. Obedient lackey, obeying the most powerful people in the world."
Wanyue didn't know why the young man wanted to live in seclusion near the emperor's mausoleum. Seeing this, it seemed that he had his own reasons as well as external constraints.
For more than half a year, the youth's largest activity range was only near the Emperor's Mausoleum.
"But, but... If Wanyue covets the appearance of your husband, how can you never look down on the second person?"
Jiang Chao has an open attitude, and it is not unusual for a woman to woo a man and confess her love.
If it were left in the troubled times 20 or 30 years ago, Wan Yue at this age would be able to start a family.
"You are young."
"It will be twelve in a few days, eighteen in a few years, not too small."
After rounding up, it's an adult!
Wanyue mustered her courage, she knew that there is no better person in the world than the young man in front of her.
The young man was dumbfounded, but he didn't say anything in the face of Wanyue, who was one round younger than him.
In his eyes, she was just a naive child.
Wanyue lived with the young man in the mountain behind the emperor's mausoleum for nearly six years, and in the blink of an eye, she had become a slim and beautiful woman.
The youth is still the same, except that the outline is more mature, and time seems to be forbidden on him.
On this day, she went out to pick some of the fruit she had grown. When she returned home, she found that there were many exquisite carriages and horses outside the courtyard.
She moved forward nervously, but was not stopped.
Wan Yue saw the "Iceman" from a few years ago. The other party was wearing a blouse in a blue robe and white chrysanthemum, and he looked very capable.
"Who are you?" Wan Yue carried the basket, feeling uneasy in her heart.
The other party also looked at her, and it was only after a while that she recognized the girl from many years ago.
"The eldest lady is talking to Erlang-kun inside, waiting for me."
"Iceman" nodded and smiled at her, but Wanyue became even more nervous.
The "big lady" inside, is that his family
Strange to say, from the time he met the young man at the beginning of the month, he has always been wearing plain clothes, with plain coloured foreheads and belts, and even avoids the smell of oil in his daily meals... If he is filial to his family, he will not be so bad. One guard is six or seven years, right
Standing under the porch, Wan Yue, relying on her good hearing, faintly heard the conversation in the room.
"After a few years, have you reflected on it?"
The speaker was a woman, her voice was slightly hoarse, with an inexplicable aura.
The young man sneered, "I have nothing to reflect on."
The woman said, "To this day, don't you think you are wrong?"
The young man kept his mouth shut, Wan Yue felt inexplicably tight in her heart.
Although she didn't know what happened in the youth's home, she had been with him for many years, and she could often see the regret and frustration in the other's eyes.
The youth's voice rose a few times, and he said, "Do you think I'm wrong? Jiang Yan, you are responsible for all the good things in the world, why are you calling me a 'rebellious' when I even discuss a statement! Brother and sister of a mother and compatriot, you are in control of the world, and I am only the son of Teng's concubine. You are taught by her carefully, but I am secretly ridiculed. Jiang Yan, how can I be worse than you? , when I was born, my identity was erased, and I was defined as a dead person... Has she asked me how I feel?"
Wanyue was frightened like a frightened bird. She had known the young man for so many years, when did she see him in such a fierce mood.
The woman in the house said calmly, "In the end, you're still struggling."
"Yes!" said the young man, "I would rather take the decree back then and kill myself in front of the palace, and I don't want to live forever in the mountains behind this imperial mausoleum!"
The woman sighed, "I thought you lived here for a long time, so you should be able to calm down and reflect on the situation at the time. Your grandfather has high hopes for you, and your mother has high expectations for you, but you only know how to be petty. Ask for an explanation? The price of the argument is too heavy.”
The young man did not answer, but there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, as if someone threw something on the table to the ground.
"Jiang Yan, you said it lightly. She never looked at me directly... not even a single glance..."
If you don't know the truth, young people can just get by. After all, he was the only son of the imperial concubine Taifu, and even though he was only the concubine of Teng's concubine, he could still live happily. But the truth is cruel, he is actually the son of the emperor, and was posthumously named Prince Zhang Zuo.
Two identities, one earth and one sky.
He was uneasy, why was he deprived of his identity as soon as he was born
Since he will be disliked and abandoned as soon as he is born, it is better not to give birth to him.
A mother compatriot, the treatment is so disparate!
At that time, he was indeed naive and ignorant. He was deceived and suspected that his biological father was not his biological father, but a traitor who secretly stole the prince.
Mistaken his biological father as an enemy, only to find out later... The person who deprived him of his identity was not someone else, but the Nine-Five Supreme.
Before he could recover from such a huge truth, one blow after another hit him, making his eyes glow with gold stars.
His biological father insisted that he was a fake Prince Zhang Zuo, and without waiting for him to argue, he drew his sword and committed suicide.
When the young man received the news, his eyes darkened, he only felt that the sky was falling apart, and no other voice could be heard.
The biological mother, who was originally said to have died, has woken up again. Under the terrified gazes of civil and military officials, she methodically cleaned up a bunch of chaotic parties. Those who should be caught, those who should be killed, and those who were arrogant and proud not long ago were sent to prison one after another. , but put his "mastermind" aside, without even looking at him... Until his biological mother was really dying, he didn't receive any words to deal with him.
Like a clown, he was ignored so far.
"Haven't you seen it?" The woman smiled, "So, you actually thought so. Then do you want to listen to my heart?"
The young man remained silent.