"Liansheng, I, Zhuang Rongjun, am so lucky to have you by my side." Zhuang Rongjun hugged the person in his arms tightly, his deep affection hiding a strong possessive desire. Liansheng, the love I give you only allows you to choose once. Since you have chosen to stay, then in this life, whether I go crazy or die, I will never let you leave.
It was also when the two of them were more determined to spend their lives together that Zhuang Rongjun slowly told them the reason why she went mad.
When Zhuang Rongjun was young, she always thought that her mother and father were in love.
My mother was a great general of the Great Sheng Dynasty. She was handsome and powerful, and she fought on the battlefield. She had been Zhuang Rongjun's idol since she was a child.
To the outside world, Zhuang Xiang is not only a general, but also an affectionate husband.
Although he was a great general, he was admired by countless young men, but Zhuang Xiang only married Zhuang Rongjun's father as his husband, and had no maids or concubines.
Everyone envies the general's husband.
A general husband like that should have been happy, but Zhuang Rongjun always saw her pain and sadness inadvertently.
Zhuang Rongjun thought she had seen it wrong, and she asked her father worriedly if he was unhappy, but her father said no.
In this way, she grew up in an environment where "her parents loved each other" until she was seven years old, when this fantasy was broken by her.
She had a nightmare that day and woke up in the middle of the night. She was afraid to fall asleep. Somehow, she wanted to go find her father. She knew that her father must be asleep at that time, so she just wanted to take a look at him from afar at the gate of the yard.
He arrived at his father's yard unhindered, but saw the lights on. He saw his father tied to a pillar and being humiliated. He saw his mother, who was trying to establish the image of a loving husband, fooling around with other people in front of his father.
She was only seven years old at the time, and was terrified when she suddenly saw such a scene.
In a panic, she was discovered.
Then her good mother tied her up and watched them fool around.
That night, little Zhuang Rongjun's three views were shattered. That night, all the beauty in her heart was shattered.
After that, she was taken to see him every two weeks. She heard her father crying all the time, but in the end he was numb, like a wooden man without a soul.
She wanted to escape, escape by herself, and escape with her father, but the general's mansion was controlled by Zhuang Xiang, and they were all her people, so they had nowhere to escape.
Zhuang Xiang even tried to stop her husband from committing suicide.
Until Zhuang Rongjun was over eight years old, her father could no longer bear it. He was unable to commit suicide, and he begged Zhuang Rongjun day and night to kill him. He was in so much pain.
Under Daddy's constant pleading, Zhuang Rongjun killed him.
"...That day, I personally broke the bowl with this hand. I took one of the shards and stabbed it into Daddy's heart."
"I used this hand." Zhuang Rongjun's eyes were blurred with tears, and his right hand was shaking constantly.
"I, I killed him with my own hands."
Lin Liansheng held her hand and said, "I believe your father won't blame you. He died, but he is free."
Zhuang Rongjun's tears fell on the back of Lin Liansheng's hand, burning Lin Liansheng's heart.
"Yes, he was relieved. I saw that when he closed his eyes, his face was uplifted."
But, Daddy left and left her behind.
However, the cruelty of reality is far more than that.
One of Zhuang Xiang's male lovers set her sights on the little Zhuang Rongjun. Zhuang Rongjun was in despair that day. If the young Qin Zichu had not appeared, Zhuang Rongjun would have been killed.
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