Chapter 179: Mother, I was wrong
Lu Zhiheng fanned himself and said slowly, "Just follow your heart and do things according to your wishes. As for the rest, I will take care of it."
As a prince, since he saw the suffering of the subjects of the world, it was impossible for him to be as indifferent as Emperor Qinglong.
Emperor Qinglong sat high in the court, but he didn't care about the lives of the people of Dongchu.
The corrupt officials below only knew how to flatter the emperor, allowing the disaster to cause millions of people to be displaced, and they did not report the matter to Emperor Qinglong.
It was simply because the New Year was approaching and they wanted to deceive themselves and celebrate the good weather, peace and prosperity in the country.
The disaster destroyed people’s homes and piled up bones like mountains.
What kind of good weather, peace and prosperity is this?
Su Tan and Lu Zhiheng looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.
Lu Zhiheng looked at the people, all of whom were starving, their legs trembling, and their faces were even more sallow than the new mud after the rain.
I unconsciously tightened my grip on the fan.
Su Tan glanced at him, sighed, and said, "At least they survived."
"The piles of corpses and bones in the mass graves outside the moat were truly shocking, a human tragedy the world had never seen."
The people in front of us are really miserable and pitiful.
But in the end, they really survived.
Maybe it cost a great deal to survive, but at least I'm alive.
Those who died...
Su Tan shook his head and suddenly asked Lu Zhiheng, in a voice that only they could hear, "Has His Majesty only recently realized the suffering of his people?"
Lu Zhiheng lowered his eyes, no longer looking eccentric and unreliable as he had been in front of the emperor. Instead, he put away his usual cynical attitude.
He just said, "Su Tan, there is nothing in this world that the king doesn't know."
"With so many memorials being submitted and court officials being exiled constantly, he might not have known about it the first time, but it wouldn't have taken this long for him to remain clueless."
"Whether the Emperor knows about this depends on whether he really wants to know."
Emperor Qinglong was a powerful and almighty monarch.
He is not a puppet emperor who needs to please others everywhere. There is nothing in this world that Emperor Qinglong doesn't know. He doesn't know it, but only because he doesn't want to know.
Su Tan lowered his eyes quietly, hummed, and felt both amused and helpless.
"I see."
Suisui looked at the disaster victims queuing up to receive porridge, and her eyes gradually turned red. "They are so pitiful."
She turned her head to look at her father and pulled out the hairpin on her head. This hairpin was given to her by Lu Zhiheng when she was one year old.
It is a emerald green tiger-headed hosta.
"Father, can I exchange my hairpin for food?"
She tugged at the corner of her clothes, as if she knew it was not good to sell the hairpin her father gave her so casually, but the people in front of her were so pitiful.
They were all hungry and cold, and all of them were homeless.
She is a child, but she is not a fool. She can understand the dire straits these disaster victims are going through.
Lu Zhiheng nodded, patted Sui Sui's head, and said to her, "Of course."
"I grow up and become more sensible as time goes by."
Sui Sui nodded, feeling relieved. Fortunately, her father was not angry and did not say anything to her. But for some reason, she still couldn't be happy.
Why……
Why do these people have to suffer so much?
Why do people have to suffer so much?
"Sister Fairy, many people here are sick. Can you cure their illnesses?"
Suisui tugged at Su Tan's clothes again, looking sadly at the victims who were so sick that they could not get up.
Su Tan sighed slightly, "I don't know. I can only say that I will try my best to cure everyone."
Whenever there is a natural disaster or man-made disaster, the people at the bottom of society are the ones who suffer the most.
Sui Sui grabbed Su Tan's hand and whispered, "I also want to work with Fairy Sister to help cure their illnesses."
Su Tan hummed softly, raised his hand and touched Sui Sui's head, "Okay."
Looking at Sui Sui and Su Tan talking as if they were mother and daughter, Song Xiao's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
He held Song Tingchen's hand tightly, looked at Su Tan sadly, and said in a choked voice, "Mother."
Afraid that Su Tan couldn't hear him, he called out again, "Mother!"
Su Tan didn't react much. She looked at him with a cold gaze. When her eyes fell on him, she just frowned and said without any emotion: "I'm not your mother. You called the wrong person."
His mother is Liu Qingyin.
Not her.
She only has one child, Changle.
Song Xiao's body shook and he began to tremble unconsciously. He looked at Su Tan with an increasingly sad gaze, and even his voice became a little choked. He closed his eyes in pain. It turned out that his mother was still unwilling to forgive him.
"Mother, I know I was wrong!"
"Mother, if you're still angry, just hit me and scold me. Don't ignore me like this. I'm scared."
Song Tingchen wiped the tears from Song Xiao's face with a handkerchief. He looked at Su Tan with a complicated expression, but when he spoke, he no longer had the domineering tone he used to have. "Su Tan, Xiaoxiao and I are sorry for what happened in the past."
"That's right, Xiaoxiao and I don't know how to judge people."
"Xiaoxiao already knows he was wrong. He's been calling for his mother in his dreams these days. Can you...can you forgive him?"
Song Tingchen also knew that his request was a bit unreasonable.
After all, every knife that Song Xiao stabbed into Su Tan's body might not be so easy to erase.
But isn’t Song Xiao Su Tan’s biological son born after ten months of pregnancy?
"Xiaoxiao has been running a fever these past few days. He just knew you might be here, and even though he was still injured, he begged me to bring him here."
Song Tingchen pursed his lips, his eyes dark, his voice gloomy, "Xiaoxiao just wanted to say sorry to you in person, and wanted to hear you forgive him."
Song Tingchen said over and over again that the snow had melted in the past few days. He looked at the gradually clearing sky and always felt that perhaps the relationship between him and Su Tan would eventually break the ice.
I always wish they could go back to the way they were before.
However, Su Tan looked at him, sneered, and swept his eyes over the father and son. He said expressionlessly, "I'm very busy. I really don't have time to reminisce with you two."
"General Song, instead of chatting with me here, why not pay more attention to the victims?"
After saying that, she was too lazy to bother with Song Tingchen and Song Xiao anymore, and turned around to diagnose the victims.
Sui Sui ran over with her short legs, her face tense, and recited a string of spells that Cui Wan had taught her to heal the wound on the child's thigh, which was so deep that the bone was visible and whose face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood.
The horrific scars on the child's body slowly grew flesh and blood, healing bit by bit, and his face changed from a terrifying pale color to a barely normal look.
Sui Sui was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes. Her little head nods up and down, and soon she leaned on Su Tan's arms and gradually fell asleep.
Lu Zhiheng took Sui Sui from Su Tan's arms and held her in his arms, feeling a little helpless and a little distressed.
"She is still young and cannot bear to see such a scene."
Casting spells on others and healing their wounds might consume a huge amount of mental energy, but Suisui didn't care.
Sui Sui just wants them to get better soon.
Su Tan sighed, "Don't even mention Sui Sui. Even if it's us, seeing such a scene, wouldn't we feel very uncomfortable in our hearts?"
But besides feeling uncomfortable, Su Tan was more angry.
If it were Emperor Qinglong, it would be fine if he had no idea what the people under his rule were experiencing.
But he obviously knows everything!
He obviously knows everything!
Emperor Qinglong knew everything, but he just didn't care. He just didn't care about the lives of the people!
"There's a new Master Ye in the palace. Father trusts him very much. Su Tan, you have to be careful."
Lu Zhiheng looked at Su Tan and reminded him.
"Um."
Su Tan slowly lowered his eyes and responded.
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