Chapter 66 Ye Du's Prison

"Ants are moving. It's going to rain."

In his hand he held a small wooden stick, which he moved around the ants again and again. Ye Du, who had stopped two steps away and dared not move forward, could not bear to watch it any longer, so he hurried over and grabbed Jin Ge's wrist, frowning in disapproval.

"Don't delay their move."

He spoke righteously and seriously to stop all disruptive behavior. Jin Ge turned her head and looked at Jun Lin, and they both suddenly laughed at the same time.

Jun Lin raised his eyebrows: "Look down."

Ye Duton felt something was wrong. When he looked at the ground, the ants were like they had seen a ferocious monster. They even threw away the food they had worked so hard to carry. The neat "one" formation instantly dispersed, and each of them fled in all directions desperately.

He froze completely as he held Jin Ge's hand, his eyes filled with hurt, aggrieved and frustrated.

"It doesn't matter."

"No one likes me anyway."

The handsome man squatted down and curled up into a ball, resting his chin on his knees and muttering absentmindedly: "I'm used to it, so I'm not sad."

Jin Ge was surprised: "You are such a weird person. If you say that this is your natural constitution, then why don't I feel any resistance when I come into contact with you?"

Jun Lin raised his hand actively: "Neither do I!"

Little Ye Du suddenly felt greatly comforted at this moment.

Jun Lin was curious: "Could it be that you are really cursed? What happened in the past? Can you tell me about it?"

Ye Du looked up at her and decided to speak out.

After all, these things are not secrets. If she wants to find out, she will know everything soon.

"My mother was the daughter of a criminal. My father beheaded her after she gave birth to me."

"Because of anger, I was raised by my wet nurse from birth until I was six years old, and then I was completely imprisoned."

"The courtyard was remote and dimly lit, and there was no one there except me. The maid who was in charge of delivering the food was mute, and she left in a hurry. Gradually, I forgot how to speak."

He lowered his head and recalled the past, his expression calm and indifferent, as if he was not the protagonist in the story.

"I was expecting a bird to land on a branch and sing to ease my loneliness, but when I stood under the tree and looked up, it flew away in fear. It was then that I began to notice my own peculiarity. All animals avoided me like a flood or a beast."

"I was afraid of scaring it away, so I hid in the house the next day hoping it would bark longer and stay with me longer. But then it was shot dead by the guards."

Little Ye Du rushed out of the house, stood on tiptoe and hugged the guard's arm tightly, his eyes were red and he could only express his thoughts with a hoarse "Ahhh".

Why shoot it, leave it, leave it to me.

There was no one, no sound, and his world had been cruelly silenced from the very beginning.

The guard dropped the bloody bird's body and ran away. The terrified expression on his face is still vivid in Ye Du's memory.

It is indeed hated.

Whether it's humans or animals, they all hate me.

The tiny, soft child held the soundless bird in his arms with care. A man stood by the dangerous well, pulling the rope to draw water. He gritted his teeth, lifted the bird and poured it into the basin, then carefully cleaned the blood stains from the bird.

After he finished all this, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but the bird became wet. He was at a loss for a moment. He quickly wiped away his tears, held it in his arms, and sat in the sun to try to dry it.

His eyes were fixed on the high walls and on the villa that had been abandoned by everyone.

But it doesn't matter.

There is wind.

There was also the sound of the wind, sometimes louder and sometimes softer, accompanying him.

His world is not completely silent.

The dead body of the bird in his arms was rotting and stinking. He ran into the house on his short legs, found a small shovel, and dug a hole under a big tree while muttering “ahhhh”.

Little bird, you are my first friend.

From now on, you sleep here, and I will sit under the big tree and accompany you every day.

Year after year.

Every day there is a small figure curled up under a big tree, with his head down and biting his lips. He used to cry, but now he can't even cry.

He got soaked by the rain, his skin was frozen by the snow, and his high fever almost cost him his life. He was very happy in his dream, with many people singing around him, but when he woke up, there was only bottomless darkness.

As time went by, he couldn't even open his mouth and utter simple syllables like a dumb man.

The little kid grew into a young boy. When he was fifteen, someone spoke to him for the first time.

The little girl who followed Emperor Ze pulled her sleeves and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, he is so handsome, I like him, can you give him to me?"

The soft, sweet voice made him look at her in shock.

Hearing a human voice for the first time made him happy for a long time.

"Your Majesty, if you can arrange a marriage between the Third Prince and my daughter, then Yujian Villa will fully support you in the future."

The girl's father immediately requested, and Emperor Ze smiled happily: "I couldn't ask for more."

Then he waved to Ye Du, his brows suddenly filled with kindness: "Come here, you must treat Qian Qian well from now on, okay?"

The boy's mind had become almost rigid after the long period of confinement. He was like a newborn baby who knew nothing, standing there unable to understand what Emperor Ze meant.

"Brother, let's be together forever, right?"

The girl had run to his side and held his hand without him noticing. The soft touch made him roll his eyes slowly and nod ignorantly.

Tang Qianqian hugged him tighter with joy, and Emperor Ze looked at him with relief: "I shouldn't have taken out my anger towards your mother on you, Du'er, your father will take you out today."

Ye Du could not cry, laugh, speak or think, until Emperor Ze led him out of the silent haunted house, he looked back at his former residence.

It was eerily quiet there, as if time had been paused, but the world outside was very bustling.

Very lively——

His eyes were dull, but it seemed as if he was crying, and layer after layer of sorrow was drowning him.

After he came out, everyone avoided him. Whenever he walked towards someone else, everyone ran away in fear. Every time, it stimulated his past haze.

I am a monster.

I am not liked by others.

Oneself is a cursed existence.

Only his father would teach him to speak in a gentle voice, teach him martial arts, assign him tasks, and Tang Qianqian would lovingly hold his arm.

Only these two were accidental, unexpected, his treasures.

Not long after, he met Jin Ge, the one who was smiling but had a crazy and lifeless look in her eyes. Afterwards, Ze State and Yue State cooperated, and they temporarily joined forces to steal the order of Jing State.

Of course he didn't mention the subsequent mission, but Jun Lin's childhood memories were enough to make him frown.

This Zehuang is really good at having fun.

PuA+cPu is the formula for raising puppets.

Nanjiang is a puppet operated by insects, but his puppet is man-made.

After giving up, she apologized and gave him warmth, appearing as a savior.

Jin Ge stroked his chin and muttered, "Why does this method seem familiar to me?"

How can it be unfamiliar?

Who can forget your yandere lover?

Big pervert!

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ps: I found that more and more people are reading this book. I am just a loser. It's like I took my daughter to the county town and suddenly found that she was like a little star and started to attract some people. As an old mother, I am very pleased.

What a weird metaphor!