Dressed as a sick and charming emperor's uncle's palm pet

He will always remember that woman telling him how happy they should have been, how happy they should have been, instead of being like now, only acting as outlaws who can't get on the stage.

She told him over and over again, and then cried over and over again.

He also hated why that man abandoned their mother and child, until one day when the children of Tianchu's family had a full moon banquet, he sneaked away and saw the man the mother said was tall and calm, and when he looked at the woman and child beside him The eyes are full of tenderness and love.

He suddenly felt quite boring. This man has a beautiful wife by his side and a son in his arms. He lives so unrestrainedly and happily, but his own mother cries every day like the sky is falling. It's really boring.

He took the candy and left.

However, becoming the wife of the Chu family was the wish his mother had been thinking about even before his death. As her only son, this little thing can still be done.

Looking at Chu Jiangsu who was drifting away, Huo Yu said softly: "As far as I am concerned, there is no grievance between you and me, and if you really have the ability to bring me down, the Patriarch welcomes you at any time."

Chu Jiangsu didn't speak, but still walked forward.

The pattering rain fell in an instant, Chu Jiangsu knelt under an evergreen pine, digging the soil with both hands, the sky thundered, he still kept moving, Shu Nuo also wanted to stretch out his claws to help him, but she It is difficult to support myself now, let alone dig the soil.

Chu Jiang Su seemed to be aware of her thoughts, without raising his head, he said, "Just rest, I will do it myself."

Shu Nuo gave a soft 'meow--'.

Soon, the coffin was dug out from Panasonic.

"After I left the mansion, I didn't leave. Instead, I found my father's bones and buried them." Chu Jiangsu jumped off the side of the rough wooden coffin and stretched out his hands to caress quietly, then lifted the coffin lid.

The man with the scarlet blood on his neck was lying there quietly, Chu Jiangsu climbed up the edge of the pit and carefully moved his mother down, and buried her with Chu Fei.

Shu Nuo's breath had almost dissipated, but she still managed to prop up her body and jumped onto Chu Jiangsu's shoulder to rub his face.

Cry if you want, it's okay...

"I won't cry fluttering."

The rain from the sky fell on his cheeks and then slowly slid down and dripped into the soil. Chu Jiangsu looked down at the men and women cuddling each other in the coffin, closed the coffin lid, and climbed up again with the little white cat Shu Nuo in his arms, burying the coffin again : "Crying, it's useless to me, I will write it all down and return it to Huo Yu."

He knelt in front of the flat evergreen pine and knocked his head three times.

Parents, please rest assured.

Hai'er will take good care of herself, and will take back all the things that belong to the Chu family.

He drooped his eyelashes and got up, and when he stretched out to pick up Shu Nuo, his fingertips froze again. The body of the fluffy little white cat was already cold, without any vitality, and without any vivid symbol, just stiff. He lay there on his side, breathless.

"Piao Piao?"

Chu Jiangsu looked at the little white cat, there was no sadness in his eyes, only the hand holding the little white cat trembled slightly.

I am here……

Shu Nuo's breath was already very weak, she wanted to comfort Chu Jiangsu, but her fingertips pierced his body, she wanted to tell him that she was always there, but her lips squirmed but she couldn't say a word.

Reluctantly, she slowly floated to his side, and gently blew on his earlobe. The light wind, which was undetectable in the darkness, slowly brushed against Chu Jiangsu's ear, Chu Jiangsu The hand holding the little white cat paused, then slowly put the little white cat under the evergreen pine, stood up: "Let's go, Piao Piao, we should walk our own path."

Ok……

Shu Nuo responded softly in her heart, but she knew that she would not be able to be with him all the time.

Drenched in the rain, the little boy walked forward step by step with heavy but firm steps.

She was floating in the sky watching, and Chu Jiangsu's life quickly passed before her eyes like a lantern.

She saw the little boy supporting his sickly body, and fell in front of the Chunhua Building of the Upper Kiln.

She saw the young boy 'forced' to sell himself and become the youngest but most beautiful tortoise slave in Chunhualou. The high-ranking officials and nobles who came and went would stare at him with greedy and disgusting eyes, and would stretch out salty pig paws to touch him. Jiang Su never avoided it, even if he would scrub his face over and over again at night, and almost peeled off a layer of skin, he still didn't hesitate to smile.

She also saw that her little boy suffered the most, but also did the most ruthless things. Ye Ling, Xu Rong... those children who will become famous in the future as the head of the prison department also slowly gathered together together.

They were all dressed in rags and endured the most severe beatings, but they were like tigers and leopards keeping a low profile, ready to bite the enemy's neck at all times.

This state was maintained until a distinguished guest she was familiar with but unfamiliar came to Chunhualou.

King Xuan, that is, her future father.

"Oh, my lord, please come closer~"

Mother Sang shakes the fragrant veil and lifts the tulle curtain, and all the charming and beautiful girls in the room immediately go up to embrace King Xuan's arm. Shu Nuo takes a closer look, and now her father has fair skin and gentle eyebrows, very much like that The white-faced scholar holding a scroll in his hand didn't look murderous at all.