After being scum, the little widow was reborn

Hearing that Jiang Rong passed away, Lu Ganjun was in a daze at first. He has never been a person who cares about feelings, and he has always thought of Jiang Rong as a dispensable servant. If he really said that he is different from others, it is only Jiang Rong slept with him longer.

But the longer the time, the more difficult it is to give up. He just didn't understand it at the time, and it was too late when he realized it.

"You said there are so many Yingyingyanyans in this palace, who is our Majesty thinking about?"

"I dazzled among the beauties, maybe I don't like any of them."

Lu Ganjun just smiled when he heard the words, he really didn't like any of them.

During the day, Dongzhi is watched by Fu Bingmo and Liu Yuan. At night, when Lu Ganjun is not busy, the nanny will bring Dongzhi to Lu Ganjun.Normally, Lu Ganjun would just see her, he didn't even hug her once, and sometimes he just ignored her. This time, Lu Ganjun didn't know whether it was a whim or something, he let the nanny go down, and he and Dongzhi were alone for a while.

At this time, Dongzhi is three years old, perhaps because he has experienced more than other children, so Dongzhi understands more.

He looked up at the tall man in front of him, remembered Ah Mo's teaching, kowtowed to Lu Ganjun, and said in a childish voice, "I have seen Your Majesty."

It's one thing to take the initiative to ignore him, but it's another thing for his own children to deny him. Lu Ganjun squatted in front of Dongzhi, his expression still not very good-looking, "You should call my father the emperor."

"But Dongzhi only has one father." Dongzhi replied without hesitation. Although he didn't know where his father had gone, he said that one day he would see his father again. If he recognized someone else as his father, he would wait until later. He would be sad to see Daddy.

"Other children have a father and a mother. Dongzhi will treat you as the mother and I am your father."

It's true to say so, but Dong Zhi's small face struggled for a long time before shaking his head, "No, Daddy is just Daddy."

Daddy is daddy, so you can't let someone else do it.

Dong Zhi's appearance aroused Lu Ganjun's curiosity, he hugged Dong Zhi and put it on his lap. He didn't care about a title, but felt uncomfortable with Dong Zhi's unfamiliar attitude towards him.

"Tell me about your time there."

"What are you talking about?" Dongzhi moved his buttocks, looked at Lu Ganjun's face, and asked, "Are you going to listen to Dad's business?"

Lu Ganjun didn't say whether to listen or not, but just signaled Dongzhi to say it.

Talking about Jiang Rong, the little expressions on Dong Zhi's face changed, became lively, like a child.

"Daddy is very good. When he is not sick, he will make delicious food for me every day. I like the pagoda cake made by daddy the most. It is fragrant and sweet." Dongzhi looked nostalgic, "It's a pity that daddy got sick later. It hurts a lot, and Dad can’t do it if he doesn’t have the strength.”

"What else?" Lu Ganjun threw Dongzhi into his arms, Dongzhi looked at him strangely, and continued, "And..." Dongzhi held his little hand for a while, and suddenly landed on Lu Ganjun Looking at her face, "Did you call me, Lu, Lu..."

"Lu Ganjun."

"Yes! It's you." The doubts in Dongzhi's heart were finally resolved, "Also, Daddy hates you very much. I heard him talking to Uncle Liu. Daddy said he hated you, and he cried. Daddy Never cry."

"Really?" Lu Ganjun turned Dongzhi towards him, "What else did your father say about me?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Rong actually never mentioned Lu Ganjun in front of Dong Zhi, everything was just Dong Zhi's guess, "Daddy is sometimes in a daze, is he thinking of you?"

"maybe."

"That's why I was thinking about you." Dong Zhi affirmed, "But Daddy wasn't very happy at that time, did you do a lot of things that made Daddy unhappy?"

"Bad people will do things that make your father unhappy. Do you think I'm a bad person?" Lu Ganjun asked softly, his heart began to feel cold and panicked like never before, everything began to go beyond his control.

"No." Dong Zhi shook his head, "Daddy likes you very much."

"How do you know he likes me?"

"Daddy misses you every day, doesn't he like you?" Dongzhi asked doubtfully, "It's like I miss Daddy every day, because I like Daddy very much, but I don't know when Daddy will come to see me." Disappointment was written all over his face, "Ah, Dad said that I will come back when I grow up, but I have grown up for too long. Doesn't Daddy miss me?"

"He will come back when you grow up..." When you grow up, you will understand that he will not come back.

During this period of time, Lu Ganjun did not take the initiative to recall Jiang Rong, and did not allow the palace people to mention Jiang Rong, he was avoiding.

Gradually realizing that Jiang Rong was no longer a dispensable servant in his heart, Lu Ganjun knew that one day, he would regret it.

"Why are your eyes so red?" Dong Zhi touched Lu Ganjun's eye sockets and asked innocently, "Do you want to cry?"

"It's time for you to rest, go sleep with Ah Mo." Lu Ganjun sighed, and put Dong Zhi down, Dong Zhi took a few steps in small steps and then looked back at him.

"Your Majesty, you should go to bed earlier. Go to bed early and Daddy will come to see us in your dreams." Dongzhi raised a big smile at him. For him, this is indeed a good wish, but Jiang Rong's dream has a lot to do with it. For an adult who knows everything, it is an inescapable nightmare.

After becoming an emperor, his only friend is no longer as unscrupulous as before, but has become respectful and humble to him, but even so, Lu Ganjun can still see accusations in the eyes of his friend, and seems to be surprised by his indifference.The news of the death of the person beside the pillow didn't seem to arouse any ripples in his heart. It was like the death of an insignificant person. The world said that he was cold-blooded. After hearing too much, Lu Ganjun took it seriously. He thought he could really do it. don't care.

But Dongzhi is different, he doesn't understand anything, he doesn't understand that he killed the father he cares about the most, Dongzhi will still smile at him, wishing him a sweet dream with Jiang Rong.

He can take advantage of Dongzhi's youth and ignorance, and quietly cleanse his sins in Dongzhi's heart, so that Dongzhi can forget Jiang Rong, and forget that there was a father who gave birth to him in his life, and that person gave him the easiest life in the world. tender love.

But Lu Ganjun still has a little conscience, and since then Lu Ganjun has never been close to Dongzhi.

His children should have hated him.

Winter knows that there is no shortage of people to love.Fu Bingmo, Liu Yuan, and even Shen Yiheng, an outsider, are more responsible than his father. Dongzhi believes in them and cares about them. When he grows up, he will only blame him, his father, for being indifferent.

Noticing that Lu Ganjun was looking this way, Shen Yiheng lowered his body and coaxed Dongzhi to play elsewhere, then clapped his hands and walked to Lu Ganjun's side.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

"You don't need to be too polite." The two men walked side by side on the bluestone floor of the palace.

"Arong said before he died that he hoped that Dong Zhi would live a happy life without any worries. Your Majesty is now in his prime, so it is no problem to have a few princes. The ministers and others do not want Dong Zhi to be involved in the battle for the heir apparent."

"I will only have one child, Dongzhi, and there is no such thing as an inheritance."

"In the next few decades, how can His Majesty guarantee that Dongzhi will only have one child? Dongzhi doesn't have the support of his mother's family. I don't ask His Majesty to remember A Rong's kindness. Can you see that A Rong has served His Majesty wholeheartedly? Letting go of Dong Zhi can be regarded as the fulfillment of A Rong's last wish."

"I've drank Juezi soup, as long as I'm still the emperor, there will only be one prince, Dongzhi."

"..." Shen Yiheng really couldn't find anything to say, he didn't expect that Lu Ganjun would drink Juezi soup.

"You don't have to look at me that way." Lu Ganjun laughed, "The evil things I did when I was young will one day have retribution. I know I owe Ronger a lot, and it's too late to wake up now, but it's only a handful of loess and a half Drinking a glass of wine is said to comfort the souls of the dead, but in reality it is just to make yourself feel better."

"I thought that His Majesty never..."

"Nothing?" Lu Ganjun closed his eyes, "Never cared, or never loved? I used to think so, but unfortunately I have deceived others, but I cannot deceive myself."

"Your Majesty don't need to be sad about this, I believe that A Rong doesn't want His Majesty to do this either." Shen Yiheng thought about it, he was just talking about Dongzhi, but Lu Ganjun took the initiative to chat with him about Jiang Rong, a taboo in the palace , Shen Yiheng couldn't figure out what Lu Ganjun meant.

Hearing Shen Yiheng's words, Lu Ganjun laughed loudly, shook his head and said that Shen Yiheng was very wrong, "I know him, Ronger dares to love and hate, since she hates me so much, I'm afraid I'll be sad and heartbroken, and die soon That's good."

Based on Shen Yiheng's understanding of Jiang Rong, Jiang Rong was indeed like this, but what Shen Yiheng didn't expect was that Lu Qianjun could see it so freely.

"If Rong'er knew that Dongzhi was taken into the palace by me, she would definitely be angry."

Shen Yiheng just followed Lu Ganjun and said nothing. Lu Ganjun told him a lot about Jiang Rong, and finally asked him a lot about Jiang Rong's childhood.

"When Rong'er was, I'm afraid she didn't have the temper she has now?"

When mentioning childhood, Shen Yiheng's complexion softened visibly, "Arong was very well-behaved when he was a child, but then he was more innocent, and always liked to follow us." It seemed that the childhood sweetheart Shuang'er brother was still in front of him, Shen Yiheng seemed to have opened his eyes. Chatterbox, and willing to talk more about Jiang Rong's childhood with Lu Ganjun, his tone is full of nostalgia.

"Chen grew up with Ah Rong and Ah Qi. Ah Rong was the youngest, and he was a twin. We all protected him. It was just that he was naughty at the time, and we felt that Ah Rong was coquettish. We didn't want to play with him, so we deliberately lied to him. It was said that there was a fox fairy on the mountain, and he took him up the mountain as if making things difficult. Ah Rong fell down countless times, and his body was covered with bruises. Only then did we feel distressed and remorseful. When we came back, we were reprimanded by the parents of the two families, facing the wall and thinking about our mistakes. Rong'er didn't hold grudges against us, he came to visit us secretly with snacks and a small quilt, and when we faced the wall, he wrapped up the quilt and chatted with us, saying that he must protect himself next time, and let us go up the mountain to find the fox fairy next time so that we don't leave him behind. "

"It was also from this time that Ah Qi and I truly treated Ah Rong as our own younger brother. When we grew up, we all thought that he could protect us, but we didn't know that he was still a child, innocent and easy to deceive. Being cheated physically and mentally, I thought it was my fault, that I wasn’t good enough.”

From Shen Yiheng's words, Lu Ganjun seemed to be able to see that little Jiang Rong back then, who was obviously injured the most, and might even be crying, but comforted the two stubborn brothers and told them to take him with him next time.As Lu Ganjun thought about it, a touch of nostalgia floated in his heart, and he lowered his head after a while.

"It was I who betrayed him..." Lu Ganjun finally sighed.

He was supposed to marry a good husband, and the two of them would raise their eyebrows together and grow old together. They would be loved and cherished for the rest of their lives, and they would always be that innocent little son.

But if one step is wrong, every step after that will be wrong.

Years are fleeting, time passes and circumstances change, and more than ten years have passed like this.Lu Ganjun's hair grew out slowly, and the traces of time could be seen on his face, but Dongzhi gradually grew into a tall and reliable appearance. His temperament was just like Lu Ganjun's, with the same steady and indifferent attitude.

Standing in front of Lu Ganjun, he had the tendency to overwhelm Lu Ganjun, bearing the order of the crown prince, but he never recognized Lu Ganjun as his father. Looking at the grown-up child, Lu Ganjun said a little tiredly, "Tomorrow is your father's memorial day. Go and see him." Lu Ganjun never left the capital for more than ten years to visit the place where Jiang Rong was buried, he dared not.

This time Lu Ganjun thought for a long time before finally making up his mind to take a look.

"No, daddy might not want to see you." Dongzhi never gave up on the matter involving Jiang Rong, and his face, which was [-]% similar to Lu Ganjun, showed sarcasm, "It's been so many years, why should you?" Since he doesn't want to admit his daddy If there is no existence, then avoid it for the rest of your life, why bother to pretend now.

"Yeah, after so many years, the person next to me should come back. Your father was born in Chang'an and grew up in Chang'an. He can't sleep forever in a desolate place." Lu Ganjun wanted to move Jiang Rong's grave to Chang'an. his ultimate purpose.

"So what if you were born in Chang'an and grew up in Chang'an?" Dongzhi didn't back down, "So what did you leave here for Dad? No one knows better than you, Your Majesty, what the land under your Majesty's feet has brought to Dad! "

During the years his father lived in the palace, did he ever have a few days of peace and happiness.return?It's just a joke.

Dong Zhi walked away, too lazy to say a word to Lu Ganjun, anyway, with him around for a day, Lu Ganjun would never want to bring his father back to Chang'an.

Jiang Rong was buried on a hillside in a little-known small village. Every year on this day, luxuriously dressed people come to worship. The villagers are used to it. After seeing Dongzhi and them this year, the villagers just muttered There are more and more people, and they go to do their own things.

Dongzhi around the cemetery will send someone to clean it every year, and sometimes he will trim the surrounding vegetation by himself. At this time, no one will disturb him. Dongzhi likes to carry a pot of wine and sit in front of the tombstone until the sunset, sometimes not talking much , I only bid farewell to Jiang Rong when I left, and sometimes I would babble a lot, like a wanderer who has accumulated a lot of worries after being away from home for many years and can't wait to share it with his relatives.

Dongzhi came to the tomb again, with Lu Ganjun beside him. It was the first time Lu Ganjun came to this place, and it was different from what he had imagined.

Although the remote village is not prosperous, it is peaceful and peaceful. It is Jiang Rong's favorite place. This is Lu Ganjun's first thought when he stepped into this land.

Perhaps because of his closeness to his hometown, Lu Ganjun even trembled a little when he walked to Jiang Rong's tombstone. He took a deep breath so as not to let himself run away.

More than ten years later, Lu Ganjun was horrified to find that Jiang Rong's appearance had not faded from his memory at all, but became clearer with time.

"Rong'er..." She thought a lot of things in her heart, but when she actually came to this place, she couldn't say a few words.

Jiang Rong didn't care if he was doing well, and maybe he didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.Jiang Rong was not interested in his joys, sorrows, sorrows, birth, old age, sickness and death. Lu Ganjun thought for a while, but just looked at Dongzhi cautiously, and softly called Jiang Rong's name.

He escaped after all, even though there was only a cold tombstone in front of him, he seemed to be able to see Jiang Rong's face through it, that face must have the indifference and sarcasm that frightened him, mocking his humble and self-righteous deep feeling.