After the master's ascension

Lu Wangyu was like this, watching himself struggling in this muddy water over and over again.

The Dingyuan General's Mansion without the general is just a piece of fat.When he became a prince, he was a child guarding a house full of gold, silver and treasures, surrounded by hungry wolves.

But he is not really ignorant, he can only deal with the court, between the king and his generals.

They really didn't think about getting rid of Lu Qianxiao, but since Lu Qianxiao was no longer around, the plan would naturally have to be rearranged, and what should be used had to be used.

Even if he is using his nephew, the child of someone he respects.

The king of the temple wants to recruit a hundred thousand Dingyuan army.

However, the deputy general in the border town, after losing the general, wanted to support his troops and make himself king.

In the eyes of both sides, he is just a young boy, the best pawn in the game.

The young Lu Wangyu faced the enemy's blade outside, and after returning home, he had to take care of his mother who was on the verge of collapse.

Lu Wangyu looked at the boy with a firm light in his eyes, and he seemed to recall that innocent thought back then.

Everything will be fine, I will support the Dingyuan General's Mansion.

It's like an eternity.

With bowl after bowl of overturned soup medicine, more and more wounds on his hands, and the increasingly severe situation in the court, the young man's face became more and more calm, his eyes became darker and darker, and his eyes became more and more serious. No expression.

He sticks to the precarious general's mansion, guards his broken home, and guards the [-] Dingyuan soldiers left by his father.

Finally, the emperor pays off.

One day, when he hurried back to the house to serve the decoction, what he saw finally was no longer the hysterical woman, but the mother who was as gentle and generous as ever.

That graceful and luxurious eldest princess Dasheng.

Like a dream, the boy's eyes turned red instantly.Holding his breath, he approached slowly, afraid of disturbing this fragile dream, and then being pulled into the cruel hell again.

When the woman saw her son come back, there was a gentle light in her eyes, she smiled slowly, and stretched out her hand to beckon him over.

Holding back his tears, the boy obediently stepped forward, but saw a stack of letter paper in the woman's hand.

It was a letter that my mother kept carefully, but was slightly damaged and yellowed due to frequent reading.

It was his father and mother's token of love.

"Wangyu, do you know where your name came from..."

The woman caressed the treasure in her hand with a gentle smile in her eyes.

"After I agreed on the date of marriage with your father, the border town was invaded by enemies, so he could only rush to the battlefield."

"Brother Huang saw that I was worried day and night, so he asked me to write him a letter. At that time, I thought about it and only wrote one sentence."

She pulled out the oldest letter with ease, and there was only a short line of words on it.

Leaning on Langxuan and looking forward to Yu, I hope you can return.

"Later, you were born, and you happened to be a Wangzi generation. When naming you, your father read this sentence."

"He said, Lu Wangyu, what a good name... It can make people remember that sentence for a lifetime, remember the girl who leaned on Langxuan and looked forward to the return of her sweetheart."

The young man just listened silently. He naturally knew about this past event. He also knew better than anyone else how much love General Dingyuan and the eldest princess had...

He knew that his mother was like a golden and delicate iris in a greenhouse, a canary in a golden cage, and she could only live under careful protection.

The one who protected her before was her biological elder brother, the most powerful person in Dasheng, and later, it was his father.

But now the person who protected her is gone, and her brother seems to be no longer the kindness in memory, he may even be the murderer who killed her sweetheart...

Her seemingly beautiful love may also be a hypocritical illusion.She couldn't hold it anymore... the iris that lost its shade could only perish in the wind and rain, and the bird that lost its golden cage no longer had the ability to survive.

But, wait for me...

Wait for your child, he is trying to grow into something you can depend on.

Lu Wangyu listened to the woman rambling about the past, he gently scooped up a spoonful of medicine, lowered his eyes to cool it, and handed it over.

"Mom, you drink the medicine first..."

There was a slap, the sound of water droplets hitting the paper.The woman stared blankly at Mo, who was dizzy with tears, and murmured to herself: "There are eight hardships in life, and the worst is parting from love..."

She raised her head and smiled softly, but crystal tears filled her eyes and rolled down.

"Wang Yu, your father didn't have time to fetch the characters for you, so he let me come."

"Your word is set to be Li." She said slowly, "Lu Li, Lu Li, after all, parting from love..."

The boy's heart sank slightly, but he didn't show it at all, he just handed over the spoon obediently.

He showed a gentle smile and replied, "It's all according to mother."

Whether it is Lu Wangyu or Lu Li, they all follow their mother's...

Princess Dasheng seems to have regained her sanity.

This news brought a glimmer of hope to the General's Mansion shrouded in gloom all day long.

Lu Wangyu just watched indifferently.

He looked at himself as a young man, his steps became more and more brisk, and finally there was a little boyish spirit on his face.

What was he thinking then?

Oh……

Everything is going in a good direction, I will definitely be able to support the entire General's Mansion, and I will definitely be able to become my mother's support.

He thought, how could he be so stupid, so naive, so stupid back then.

The sharpest butcher's knife finally came down, and the Jianxin Formation had been brewing for so long, all he was waiting for was the final heart-breaking blow.

The weather was fine that day, and the boy rushed back from the martial arts field as usual to serve his mother with decoction.

The maid said that the eldest princess's mood became more and more stable, and she even went out to the market and bought some small things...

Hearing this, the young man felt a lot of joy in his heart.

After eating, the boy sat with her for a while as usual.The woman's eyes are focused and gentle, and she is slowly embroidering a handkerchief.

"Wangyu, today I saw a sesame seed cake stand in the market. The diners said that it was the best sesame seed cake." She stopped her needle, raised her eyes and smiled, "I just bought one and brought it with me. Come back and give you a taste..."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, he saw the paper bag on the table, and a delighted smile appeared on his face.

This was the first time my mother thought of him in so many days.The boy's eyes were shining brightly, like the clear morning dew.

Lu Wangyu stood beside him, looking at the unconcealable joy in the young man's eyes, but his stomach was churning, as if his internal organs were being burned by fire.

He seemed to have tasted the taste of the sesame seed cakes, which were crispy and soft, with a hint of bitter almonds.

The boy took the paper package and slowly unfolded it.

Suddenly, time seemed to have stopped. The thread in the woman's hand, the birdsong outside the window, and the dust flying lightly in the sunlight all stopped together.

Only the young man was still slowly unpacking the paper bags in his hands layer by layer, as if he was dealing with some delicate and fragile treasure seriously.

In fact, he doesn't like sesame seed cakes with scallion oil, but as long as his mother gives him, he will be obedient.

The smell of sesame seed cakes came and poured into the tip of Lu Wangyu's nose, his stomach began to throb, and a feeling of nausea rushed up.

"Do I want to eat?" The boy suddenly raised his head with clear eyes.

Holding up the biscuits in his hand, he asked Lu Wangyu again: "Say, do I want to eat..."

Lu Wangyu slowly suppressed his nausea, he tasted the bitter almonds in his mouth, and also tasted the rust from the tip of his tongue.

"Why not?" He smiled slowly, and said slowly to the boy, "You ate it, didn't you?"

The way to break the formation is to ignore it, or to stand on the sidelines indifferently.

The boy smiled, and he began to bite the biscuits in small bites.

Unaware, he ate the poison hidden in the cake bite by bite.

The moment the cake fell to the ground, the woman's embroidered hands paused for a moment.

But she was still very calm and continued to embroider peonies very gently.She didn't pay any attention to the child who fell to the ground and ate the poison she had given herself.

A peony was finally embroidered, the woman bit off the end of the thread, put away her needle and thread, and finally turned her attention to her child.

The boy was struggling to climb out, and he wanted to call someone.

Come, help her!save her...

But the woman gently straightened him up slowly. She couldn't help him onto the bed, so she could only let him lean against the side of the bed, facing the red sandalwood table.

She finally looked like a mother, and touched the child's hair on the sideburns very gently. She finally stayed with her child well.

"Wang Yu, we can't beat them, we should go find your father."

She revealed a trace of her daughter's charm, and she looked like the golden princess Dasheng, the canary that General Lu held in his palm.

"He must be in a hurry..."

Lu Wangyu's eyes were bloodshot, and tears could not stop falling from his eyes.He opened his lips slightly, but he couldn't utter a word other than blood...

mother, please...

I'm working very hard, I'm working very hard to prop up the General's Mansion... We will have a good life.

It's not our fault, and it's not your fault... Please...

Please, don't give up.

The boy's pupils reflected his mother's busy figure.

Lightly brushing her eyebrows and lightly sweeping her makeup, she looks like a boudoir lady who is about to meet her sweetheart, with eager joy in her eyes.

The eldest princess Dasheng, who has been graceful and luxurious all her life, is General Dingyuan's favorite wife and his mother.

In this way, she calmly hung the three-foot white silk, and died under the despairing and stern eyes of the young man.

The boy struggled to save her.

He fell to the ground and moved in that direction bit by bit, watching the stool collapse through the hazy eyes of tears.

That pair of exquisite Ying Luo shoes hung in front of his eyes like this.

The toxicity began to attack, his eyes began to blur, and blood continued to overflow from his mouth and nose.

He almost shed all the tears in his life.He couldn't make a sound out of ho ho, he could only shout and pray over and over again from the bottom of his heart.

Mother, please, don't give up.

Please, don't give up on me...

In the end, the boy's world was still plunged into darkness. At that time, he didn't know that what awaited him after waking up was an even more desperate abyss.

The scene freezes again, Lu Wangyu still has that expressionless expression, as if he is just a bystander, not a person in the play.

He adhered to the principle of breaking the formation very well-staying out of it and being indifferent.

Heart of stone, but that's all.

Lu Wangyu swallowed the taste of bitter almonds in his mouth, raised his legs and left without hesitation, and pushed open the door.

But at the moment of going out, a tear fell silently.

Whether he was a young man or him today, he could understand what his mother thought. She couldn't accept it, so she chose to escape and give up.

But understanding does not mean agreeing.

He understood that his mother wanted to take him to die together, and he could also understand that what she injected in the end was a chronic poison.

She wanted to kill him, but mercifully left him a chance.She left his life and death to God's will.If the servant girl came earlier, he would live; if the servant girl came later, he would die.

If they are all dead, they will indeed be freed from this sea of ​​suffering, and they will no longer have to listen to gossip and face conspiracy.

However, they will push the [-] soldiers of the Dingyuan Army into the pit of fire and send them to hell.

The [-] Dingyuan army will become a pawn in the fight between military power and imperial power.

Whether it is reorganizing the army or subverting the imperial power with military power, the soldiers of the Dingyuan Army will only become victims of this war.

He remembered everything that happened afterwards.

He was still rescued, and then continued to be used as a pawn in the court game.

But he survived the most painful time, and the remaining disgusting plots are no longer a painful thing.

After all, Lu Wangyu is like the evil tiger, with blood on his hands and sins all over his body.

A name is a place of hope, and his name and characters are the strongest love between his parents.

Leaning on Langxuan and looking at Yu, in the end, I just love to leave.

That is, Lu Li and Lu Wangyu.

Not a single word in his name was his own.

Therefore, when the master asked him to think of a name for Zhiyue, his first reaction was to execute the contract.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

It has nothing to do with Fengyue, only hope for a long time.

This is the most urgent and humble hope in his heart.

I don't want and don't want to be given up again.

He thought of the blood-stained prayer altar in Cangshan Town, and of I like you in the barren mountain that night.

Mother, you are right.

Lu Li Lu Li...

You see, after all, the child is still alone, loved and separated.