Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Chapter 94 The sickly proton turned black 2
As the most noble and favored eldest princess among this group of children, the original owner spent most of her time watching indifferently when others bullied Jiang Ziyuan, but isn't indifference a kind of harm?
Today she made an appointment with the second princess to go to the Proton Mansion.

The imperial palace of Yan State has a long corridor and covers an extremely large area.

Wen Yao's Changning Hall is located in the central axis with the best feng shui, but Proton's mansion is in an extremely remote corner.

Even though she had urged, it took the eunuch carrying the sedan a cup of tea to arrive.

The rabbit demon was a little anxious, and images of Jiang Ziyuan being bullied kept flashing through his mind.

As soon as she got off the sedan, she opened the curtain.

The front door of Qingjiang Hall is overgrown with weeds, and the corners of the red door have peeled paint and are faintly rusty.

I heard that the Qingjiang Palace where the hostage lived was the former residence of an abandoned concubine. It was very yin-y, so it was renamed "Qingjiang Palace" after Jiang Ziyuan moved in.

Clear the river and clear the ginger, clear the country of Jiang.

It's hard for Yan State to deliberately find such a dilapidated place in the magnificent palace and give it such a humiliating name.

Wen Yao felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Before she even saw the fragment, she began to feel sorry for him.

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Jiang Ziyuan was awakened by the noise in the courtyard.

Dizziness, low fever... He was all too familiar with the feeling of catching wind and cold.

The young man squinted his eyes to look at his surroundings.

The deserted and simple wooden bed, the window paper with holes and air leakage...

He was in a trance for a moment.

This is the Qingjiang Palace where he stayed when he was a hostage when he was young.

The young man got out of bed with his weak hands and feet, and stared intently in front of the bronze mirror.

The thin boy in the mirror was wrapped in a somewhat shabby ink coat, and his cheeks were slightly sunken due to long-term lack of nutrition.

Jiang Ziyuan made a judgment.

Probably his body when he was eight or nine years old.

After just two steps on the ground, Jiang Ziyuan's throat couldn't stop itching. He coughed a few times, and his hot face became even redder due to the exertion. "Mozhu."

He suppressed the itchiness in his throat, calmed his breathing, and shouted to the door.

When I first heard my own childish voice, I felt like I was in another world.

"Your Highness, why did you get out of bed? Go back and lie down!"

Mo Zhu, who came after hearing the sound, hurriedly supported the thin boy.

"How many days have we stayed in Qingjiang Palace?"

When Mo Zhu heard the young man asking this, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

He is one year older than His Highness the Second Highness. He has served him since childhood and saw with his own eyes how the boy was hated by the emperor in the Jiang Kingdom and how he was sent to the Yan Kingdom as a hostage.

The people of Yan State did not take their Highness seriously, and they discussed matters without comment. They even did not send an imperial doctor over when he was sick.

Their highness has been frail and sick since he was a child. How could he endure such torture from the Yan Kingdom?

"Back to Your Highness, we moved in on the fifth day of this month. Today is twenty-five, which is exactly twenty."

It’s been 20 days.

Jiang Ziyuan laughed softly, his voice hoarse due to illness, but it could not hide the innocence of the boy before his voice changed, which made him look a bit weird.

He stayed as a hostage in the Yan Kingdom for seven years, planned for ten years during the turbulent times of the Nine Kingdoms, and unified the Nine Provinces at the age of 26.

Only four years after becoming the co-lord of the world, he passed away due to physical damage and long-term illness.

When he opened his eyes, he was back to nine years old - his most miserable age.

Really good fortune.

What happened 17 years ago should be blurry, but Jiang Ziyuan has a photographic memory since he was a child and can clearly remember everyone who bullied him.

Staying at Qingjiang Palace for about 20 days...

It happened to be a humiliation that impressed him deeply.

(End of this chapter)