My mother wrote the script for my sister and my life.
I love martial arts and admire my father, a heroic general. I look forward to one day learning the Gu family's marksmanship and joining my father in battle to kill the enemy.
But in her script, I am a scholar with great literary talent, who should be gentle, elegant, fresh and handsome.
But I really wasn’t interested in poetry, music, and flutes. I only loved military books and the spears in the martial arts hall. For this reason, my mother burned my military books and broke my spear.
The person in her heart liked Tsing Yi, so she changed all my clothes into Tsing Yi all year round. The person in her heart liked to paint the piano, so she forced me to learn the piano every day.
In order to make up for her long-cherished wish that we could not stay together forever, she canceled the marriage that she had planned since childhood and married me to the sixth girl of the Lu family.
What I am holding is a script about loving each other with my wife without doubt. My mother said that being with Miss Lu for the rest of my life is the greatest value in my life.
I don't know what script my mother has arranged for my sister's life. My mother has been strict with her since she was a child, and my sister has also strived for success. She is good at playing, playing, playing, chess, calligraphy, painting, riding, riding, writing, and shooting.
His sister could lie on her lap and act like a baby, he could be held in her arms and hum a nursery rhyme he had never heard before, and he could choose to marry the one he loved. For his sister, her mother ignored the so-called dignity and let the Prince of Chang'an live in front of her house. I swear, I will not accept two colors in this life.
I originally thought that my mother loved my sister. At least compared to me, my sister enjoyed the only maternal love from my mother.
The new emperor ascended the throne, and the prince of Chang'an became a close minister of the emperor. The sister who returned home no longer had a smile on her face.
Later, my sister stopped going back home.
Later, the prince of Chang'an brought back a girl from the people and cherished her. He heard his mother scolding her angrily: "You're a useless thing. She should be with Yi Yi for the rest of her life and be in love with her for the rest of her life. How could she agree to this so easily?" Taking a concubine..."
I was confused until I saw a painting in a hidden compartment in my mother's study. In the painting, a man dressed in blue and playing the piano was the same. The man's appearance was the same as that of the Prince of Chang'an. Mother Song said that before my mother married her father, she had the same appearance. The second son of the Marquis of Chang'an had a love affair.
It suddenly dawned on me that my sister and I existed to make up for the regret of not being able to love my mother.
My father died on the battlefield, my sister died tragically in the backyard of the Marquis of Chang'an, and I lingered on the bed under the decoctions my wife gave me day after day.
I asked my mother if there was anyone I had ever felt sorry for in her life, or if there was anything she regretted.
The mother said: "Your lives were given by me, and every inch of flesh and blood on your body comes from me. How could you disobey me? If you had listened to me, how could you have ended up like this?"
Your sister is stupid and you are useless. It's a pity for Yizhi and Wan'er. "
Song Yizhi, the Marquis of Chang'an, a close minister of the emperor, the murderer who hurt my sister, Lu Wan, my wife, the person whom Song Yi loved but could not get.
After Gu Qing died, he saw Lu Wan dressed in a wedding dress shyly and timidly, bidding farewell to his princess mother, and entering the Chang'an Marquis Mansion. He looked at his mother who looked pleased at the portrait, filled with resentment and unwillingness, and woke up again , he goes back to the time when his father asked his mother if she would like to go to the frontier together.
He was still shocked by his rebirth, but heard his mother, who had originally rejected his father, nod in agreement and said: "The battlefield is dangerous, and I didn't want Qing'er to join the martial arts, but Qing'er is stubborn, so I might as well take this opportunity to go and have a look. "
"Qing'er, if you are frightened by that brutal scene, you should study painting and poetry, and never touch the spear in the martial arts hall again." Gu Qing looked at the person who spoke. At this time, the gentle-looking woman was full of disgust in his memory. The disgusted face gradually reappeared, and he was agitated. He didn't want to go back to the days when he had no power and was at the mercy of others. He immediately said loudly: "I won't be scared. I want to learn martial arts. I want to learn the Gu family's marksmanship. I want to Like my father, become a general who protects Jojo."
"Okay, okay, you are worthy of being a descendant of my Gu family, worthy of being the son of my princess. He is ambitious and courageous. Qing'er, you should speak like this from now on. What kind of man is he who speaks softly like before?" Gu Shan said loudly. Laughing, he picked up his son.
Su Tang glanced at her son who suddenly changed with some confusion. She seemed to have noticed the fluctuation of Gu Qing's soul just now.
Thinking that after the system transferred her to this world, it was afraid that she would use the ability from the underworld to disrupt order again, so now it no longer sleeps, but monitors her all the time, making it difficult for her to check.
She could only hold back the suspicion in her heart and disagreed: "Who said a man can't speak softly? Qing'er, don't listen to your father's nonsense. Whispering softly is a refined and gentle man. Of course, a man like your father is A rugged man.
There are men who are like eagles, and there are men who are like trickling water. Qing'er is doing well as she is now. "
Full of motherly love and a loving heart, Su Tang looked at her children as if they were wearing thick filters. Naturally, she felt that they were all good no matter what, so how could they hear Gu Shan saying that he was not good?
Gu Shan frowned lightly, feeling that the princess was too pampered with his son. What should he do if he raised him too delicately? But when he saw Su Tang raised his eyebrows and stared at him closely with a pair of calm and confident phoenix eyes, Gu Shan Yilin said immediately: "Your mother is right."
Gu Zhen was held in Su Tang's arms. She looked at her brother, who was praised by her parents at the same time, and then at her father, who was as tall and powerful as a hill. Her white and tender bun slowly wrinkled.
If you become a general, you will be praised.
But as a general, she couldn't use her favorite embroidery needle.
After my father accidentally broke my mother's favorite clothes, he took the needle and thread to mend it while my mother was still asleep and didn't notice it. However, she and the wet nurse saw it. The wet nurse said, "In this world, there is no such thing as a The General of the Embroidery Needle.”
Gu Zhen likes to be praised by her parents. She likes to be held by her father and lean on his broad shoulders. She also likes to be held by her mother and smell her spring fragrance. She was hugged by her mother today, but her father has not hugged her yet. .
Gu Zhen struggled in her heart for a while and said loudly: "Zhen'er is also going to the frontier. She wants to go to Jin with her parents. I want to learn the Gu family's marksmanship and become the most powerful general."
"Okay, okay, our Zhen'er is also heroic. You have to work hard. If Zhen'er really becomes a general, she will be the only female general in this dynasty after Princess Yangping of the Chao Dynasty." Su Tang praised.
Gu Zhen held her head high after being praised, and glanced at her brother proudly. Her little eyes seemed to say, look, I want to be a general, and my mother thinks I can do it. If my brother wants to be a general, my mother thinks that my brother will be killed in the bloody battlefield. Scared.
Gu Qing buried his face in his father's broad chest. He didn't see his sister's eyes, and his mind was very confused.
For a moment, it was the mother's indifferent face, the angry scolding, the father's lonely look, the sadness of carefully trying to please but being rejected and kept away.
After a while, there was another scene of parents loving each other and cuddling each other. The parents were loving and regarded him and his sister as treasures in their hands.
The chaotic memories intertwined in his mind, giving Lu Qing a splitting headache. He couldn't help but groan. Su Tang, who had been paying attention to Lu Qing, immediately noticed it and hurriedly handed the daughter in his arms to the wet nurse and walked quickly to Lu Qing. , asked anxiously: "Qing'er, what's wrong with you?"
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