No, Zhen, are you serious?
I thought you were just joking.
Isn't that your biological father?
Then wouldn't this be patricide?
Darling, this is too exciting.
Shen Qingyun was shocked and hurried to the backyard.
Seeing the situation in the field, he stopped.
I saw Mr. Xu lying in the snow. His blood had dyed the white snow under him a bright red color. There were short arrows stuck in his chest and face.
Qiaoer just bit her lip and looked at him, motionless, but her eyes were filled with mist, and tears flowed down her expressionless cheeks, as if she wanted to wash away the determination, ferocity and... regret in her eyes?
"Miss Qiao'er?"
Shen Qingyun called her softly.
Hearing the sound, Qiao'er turned her head to look at Shen Qingyun tremblingly, but she tried her best to smile.
It's just that there are tears in the laughter, which is a little bitter and uncomfortable, but more of a kind of relief.
"Your Majesty."
She responded.
"Thank you very much, Your Majesty."
She thanked her.
Shen Qingyun was stunned when he heard this. Before he could react, he saw Qiaoer holding the remaining unfired short arrow in his hand and stabbing it into his neck.
"don't want!"
Shen Qingyun shouted.
It's just that he was still three to five steps away from Qiao'er, and there was no time to stop him.
Seeing that Qiao'er was about to commit suicide, a hissing sound of wind suddenly passed by Shen Qingyun's ears, and only a crisp sound was heard. Qiao'er was shocked to the point of numbness, and his hand could not bear the strength, and the short arrow flew out.
"Ah..." she breathed softly.
Shen Qingyun hurried forward and supported Qiaoer.
But Qiao'er was disturbed, tilted her head and fainted.
"Lao Qi, clean up."
Looking at Mr. Xu's body, Shen Qingyun frowned.
Zhong Qi nodded and stepped forward to carry the body.
Shen Qingyun called Xiaohuan Xiaozhen to send Qiaoer down to rest. He turned to Zhugeyan and said, "Fortunately, you took action in time."
Zhuge Yan leaned against the pillar, shook his head when he heard this, and said with a bitter smile: "I didn't know she actually used my own methods to do this."
"Don't say it's you, even I can't think of it."
Who would have thought that she would kill her own father?
Hmm...no, Qiaoer actually mentioned this to Shen Qingyun before, but Shen Qingyun only thought Qiaoer was joking and didn't take it seriously at all.
It's just that things happened so suddenly, and no one was prepared at all.
The death of just one person was nothing to Shen Qingyun.
Anyway, Qiaoer's father has disappeared, so it's not difficult to deal with.
But why?
What kind of hatred is so deep that he wants to kill his biological father?
Or is this not her father at all?
Shen Qingyun shook his head and sighed: "Killing the father with his son is against moral ethics. I don't know why she would be so extreme..."
"Let's ask again when she wakes up."
"Yeah." Shen Qingyun nodded.
Just as he was about to leave, Zhuge Yan asked again: "In this case, is the prince still willing to protect Qiao'er?"
Shen Qingyun paused when he heard the words, and shook his head with a wry smile, "Let's see what she says about shielding or not. If there are extenuating circumstances, it's not incomprehensible."
In any case, the act of patricide, which is unfilial and unfilial, cannot be justified with just four words: excusable circumstances.
Shen Qingyun asked himself that he was definitely not a kind person, and he would not flaunt himself with morality.
But it was really hard for him to accept such behavior.
Qiao'er just fell into a coma because she was temporarily distracted. She rested for a while and soon woke up. However, Shen Qingyun ordered Xiaozhen and Xiaohuan to look around, so there was no chance of committing suicide.
Qiaoer was no longer excited, but his eyes were dull and his face was expressionless, like a doll.
"Your Majesty."
When Xiaozhen and Xiaohuan saw Shen Qingyun arriving, they quickly greeted him. Shen Qingyun raised his hand and signaled the two of them to go out.
After the two left, Shen Qingyun sat across from Qiaoer.
"You should tell us why, right?" Shen Qingyun asked.
"The Qiao'er I know, although he comes from a wealthy background, is still a man who knows etiquette and observes etiquette. He would do such a thing. I believe there must be a reason..."
"Killing my biological father with my own hands is disobedient, disrespectful and unfilial. No matter what the reason is, I should not be alive anymore."
Qiaoer's voice was hoarse, as if he was enduring endless pain.
"So, why exactly?" Shen Qingyun frowned, "Why would you rather bear the charge of unfilial piety and ruthlessly kill your father?"
"Because he doesn't deserve it!" Qiaoer suddenly shouted excitedly: "He doesn't deserve to be a father, he doesn't deserve to be a husband, he doesn't even deserve to be a human being!"
"Don't be anxious." Shen Qingyun quickly comforted him, "Slow down and speak slowly."
Qiaoer gritted her teeth and tears flowed out unconsciously.
Shen Qingyun didn't rush him, he just waited quietly.
"When I was ten years old, I was sold into Yingchun House. I sold it for twenty taels. I paid fifteen taels to pay off his gambling debt. I bought a bottle of wine for twenty taels, and the rest went to the gambling table.
When he lost the bet and got drunk, he would get drunk and beat everyone, even his pregnant mother. He would fight with fists and kicks. When his little brother was less than a month old, his mother was seriously injured by him again and died before she could get medical treatment. Well, that day was also a snowy day..."
Qiaoer said while looking at the silent falling snow outside.
"I was thirteen years old at the time. My mother in Yingchun House saw that I was smart, sensible and pretty, so she prepared to train me carefully and promised me a monthly allowance of silver. However, when I went back with the money, I only saw my mother covered in blood. The bruised body and the crying little brother, I swore at that time that I would avenge my mother!"
Qiaoer bit her lip tightly, and the bright red blood dyed the corners of her pale mouth.
“I originally wanted to take my little brother back to Yingchun Building, but my mother didn’t allow it, so I could only let him continue to raise my little brother at the cost of giving him my monthly money.
When I was fifteen years old, I went on stage for the first time, and the prince at that time even showed me his support and rewarded me with a huge amount of silver..."
Shen Qingyun just touched his nose when he heard this.
"I made more money, and he became even more greedy. He gambled and drank all day long, and he never cared about my little brother when he cried because of hunger. If I hadn't gone there in time every time, I'm afraid he would have starved to death." She shook her head. "After a few years of this kind of life, my younger brother gradually grew up, but instead of my mother, he became the target of his beatings. But because I could still provide him with money, I finally restrained myself.
The crown prince made me the oiran, and I became even more valuable. Of the 800 taels the crown prince spent, my mother got 500 taels, and he either lost the remaining 300 taels or bought wine to drink. It's just that after I lost my status as a courtesan, I became just like an ordinary prostitute. I was someone the prince had touched, and others were afraid of offending the prince, so they didn't dare to compliment me. So, I gave it to you. His money will be even less..."
Shen Qingyun was stunned. Does the matter of co-writing have anything to do with me?
"If he couldn't get any money, he would lose his temper and hit people when he was drunk. My little brother is already weak, so how could he resist beating him? He would always get bruises all over his body..."
Qiaoer's voice became more and more trembling, as if she was trying hard to control herself from bursting into tears.
"The last time I saw the prince in the hospital, my little brother was beaten again. I bought medicine for him, but I didn't expect that my little brother came out to look for me, bumped into Zhou Bing again, and lost his life..."
So, if you have to say it, how can I be blamed for this?
If I don't travel through time, will my original self continue to support you? Then will you continue to have money, and your father will not beat your little brother to death?
This... seems to make sense!
Shen Qingyun was speechless. Although it had nothing to do with him, he felt a trace of guilt in his heart for no reason.
"This can be considered my fault." Shen Qingyun smiled bitterly.
What the hell is this?
Qiaoer was stunned for a moment, but shook his head and said: "You can't blame the prince for this. You shouldn't blame others for the consequences of condoning evil deeds. If you want to blame, blame me and him!"
Understand the truth, be sensible, sensible, and reasonable.
Shen Qingyun felt much better.
Although Qiaoer's brother's death is somewhat causally related to Shen Qingyun, in essence, Mr. Xu... is not a thing. Even if Shen Qingyun continues to send money, the ending will probably not change.
"So, Zhou Bing is not even considered the person who killed my younger brother, but..."
There was bitterness in the corner of Qiaoer's mouth, "Apart from Zhou Bing, I really don't know who to seek revenge from, and apart from Zhou Bing, I really don't know how to vent the hatred in my heart.
I want to kill him! "
Shen Qingyun understood what happened and completely understood Qiaoer.
"My younger brother died and he had no money. He looked for me, but I didn't have any money, so he looked for Zhou Bing and told Zhou Bing how beautiful and stunning I was. Zhou Bing was moved. Maybe Seeing that the prince had not been looking for me for a long time, Zhou Bing no longer had any scruples and decided to redeem me and take me as his concubine.
This was an opportunity, and I agreed before my mother could persuade me. I agreed very happily, but I failed. "
Shen Qingyun nodded slightly, that night, Qiaoer ran here.
"Maybe it was the first time I killed someone. I was too afraid of losing my hand and failed to kill Zhou Bing. But luckily I ran out and met the prince."
Qiaoer looked at Shen Qingyun and forced a smile.
Shen Qingyun could only respond with a wry smile.
"The prince knows what happened next. Does the prince think I should kill him myself?"
Qiaoer was not talking about Zhou Bing, but her father.
Shen Qingyun nodded and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
For such a bastard, it wouldn't be too much to cut him into pieces.
But if Qiaoer does it himself...
Shen Qingyun scratched his head irritably, "I don't think you did anything wrong, but it's hard to agree with it in this way."
Shen Qingyun said seriously: "If you had told me about this earlier, I could have done it for you. Why do you need to do it yourself and put more burden on yourself?"
"Every thought is gone. There is no beauty in the world that I miss anymore. It's just right. Give me a reason to end it." Qiao'er shook his head, "I just can't repay the kindness of the prince, and I feel regretful."
"The husband does not regard her as his wife, and the father does not regard him as his son. Such a bastard will deserve to die." Shen Qingyun said warmly: "Although this behavior is extreme, it is also the reason for your termination, but at the same time, it is also the reason for rebirth. Now You no longer have anything to rely on, just change your name and get a new life.
According to our previous agreement, I will give you a sum of money, and you can start over in a place where no one knows you. You don't have to worry about the past, the suffering in the world, and the entanglements in your heart. "
