The white mouse glanced at Yang Fei rather mockingly, then lay down on the table again and fell asleep.
Yang Fei felt that his face was dull, and he lowered his head and fiddled with the diaries.
Suddenly a thread-bound book attracted him.
This old thread-bound book is quite dilapidated. In fact, the other books are also dilapidated. Only this one attracts Yang Fei because the cover is orange-red.
The other books were either gray, black or light yellow, with a certain amount of blue, but this one was faded red, which seemed quite rare. The different colors attracted Yang Fei, and when he opened it, there was nothing on the title page.
Sign it, lift it up again, and what comes into view are a few large characters.
"How should I save you! My daughter." The font was written in flying colors. It seemed that the recorder was quite excited at the time.
Yang Fei continued to turn backwards.
"Why... why were you born...
No... none of the mistakes can be the child's fault.
What's wrong with you, who was born innocent? It's me who's wrong, for bringing you into this cruel world, and not being able to protect you, my poor daughter..."
It seemed that the mother had lost her daughter... Yang Fei continued to turn back. Many of the pages at the back were full of curses and curses. It could be seen that they were not written down in one go.
The owner of the diary would curse a few words in it every now and then. The handwriting was sometimes scrawled and sometimes regular. We can see the fluctuations and changes in the mood in real life. Through the curse words, we understood that it was probably the mother who was coerced by others after giving birth to her daughter.
In order to protect himself, he had no choice but to hand over his own flesh and blood.
Unfortunately, that innocent baby girl has indeed been executed...
Finally, there was new content on the page, and he wrote with an almost ecstatic attitude:
"Hahahaha!! Victoria has given birth! It's the same kind of child! It's the same kind of child! Retribution~~~~! Retribution~!! I want to see how the king will deal with it!"
"What?" Yang Fei was very confused. What does "the same kind of child" mean?
After turning two pages, the story took on new changes.
"Damn King!! Damn King!! You are actually shielding your daughter! Why? Why should my child be executed, but your grandson can survive?! I don't recognize this unfair ruling! I don't recognize it! It's unfair!
!!
It’s so unfair…”
The sound words for "Ah" became larger and larger as they were written, and the paper was torn due to excessive force. The splashes of ink and dark unknown liquid made it difficult to read...
It's a fun story to watch... If the people in power deal with it the same way as you, you'd be damned.
Yang Fei shook his head helplessly and shrugged, and continued reading, but the writing in the diary became weak and calm.
"Today I went out of my mind to question the king. Not only did my husband beat me in public, he also knelt down and begged the king to punish me, so I was scolded by the king's staff...
When I returned to the mansion, my husband begged me to forgive him, saying that he did it out of necessity... My cowardly husband... Does he really love me? My eyes were filled with the crazy expression on his face as he tortured me in the hall.
Which one is true and which one is false..."
Turned through a few more pages.
"He fell in love with me last night... Regardless of my weak body, he kept saying he loved me while being violent to me... Did he really love me? Under the candlelight, he looked uneasy and told me to have another baby.
Not all children are like that... Humph, nonsense, obviously one out of every four children in the family is like that! Even the children of brave men are like that!!"
Yang Fei's eyes widened, the child of the brave? Could it be the first generation of brave? Five hundred years ago!??
He quickly continued to read down, and the writing in the diary gradually became calm.
"The brave man's child is growing bigger and bigger, and few people can see him. Ha, he is really well hidden by the king. The brave man is also true, he deserves to be his child, and he is as different as Sun Quan.
Who is Sun Quan?...But these words reassure me that there are children in heaven who are different from ordinary people..."
The sheep flew faster and faster.
"He loved me again last night...restored his former tenderness...said that my complexion was much better, and I was no longer as sad and resentful as before.
It's really warm to lie in his arms... very warm..."
"...My cousin gave birth today. A very healthy son. He is very normal. When he saw me, my cousin specially asked me to hug him...The baby is so cute. He actually stretched out his hand in my arms. He was brown.
Big eyes and pure smile.
Ah...I want a child too..."
Yang Fei turned back impatiently.
"I took the initiative tonight, and he looked very excited and whispered in my ear that I was finally back to normal. Was I abnormal before? But I feel very happy..."
There was no content for several pages. The anxious Yang Fei read immediately after seeing the words: "I am pregnant... I am very scared. Although he is comforting me by my side, I am still scared."
The war has reached its final moment, and he is leaving me to fight on the front line. News has just come from my cousin that her husband has died in the battle. Her father, Prince Dole, the king's brother, wants to marry her to a soldier.
Brave veteran, let that veteran become a member of our Urban family and promote him to a general.
My poor cousin, she didn't even see her husband's body, so she was about to put on a wedding dress and get married... Her poor child, she is so beautiful, her husband will definitely love her, but her child...
Oh, poor child......"
I turned two pages and read again:
"The king's army has pushed to the Demon Crying Territory, and they are about to start a decisive battle in the Demon King's City. My belly is already pregnant, and I hope my husband can return safely...
The king and his brothers have gone crazy.
Prince Dole is going to marry his eight-year-old daughter to a twenty-five-year-old soldier, a man with suspicious behavior, in order to fill the vacancy of the commander... The family is already crumbling, with only thirty people left. Among them are
Seven of them are generals who have married into wives, oh, including the husband of my poor eight-year-old cousin... my poor cousin.
The only generals left in the clan are Wang and Prince Dole, the king's son, and my brother, the most handsome brother among all his peers. He has inherited the title of his father, Prince Aimeng, and has become a vital figure in the army.
The largest number in the family is us poor princesses, wives and concubines, and six children.
I hope the war goes well."
Yang Fei felt very serious about reading, and before he knew it, the white mouse on the table also raised his head and listened.
"Today is a day of universal celebration!
We defeated the devil! The king's army is coming back here, and my husband is coming back to me! The child is about to be born, and I am very scared, what should I do if the child still looks like that..."
The date span is approximately ten days.
"...My husband, the person I love most, finally came back to me. After learning about my heart, he told me that the brave child was still alive.
Yes! The child of the hero and the princess is still alive and growing up well!
I want to go to the princess and ask for her protection with my big belly. As a mother, she will definitely help me!"
After reading this... Yang Fei was surprised to find that the diary had been recorded, and the second half of the thread-bound book was full of yellowed white pages.
"What's going on!?" Yang Fei immediately asked the white mouse: "You know the ending, right? You have discovered this place for a long time, please tell me what happened next!"
The white mouse Mia lowered her head again and lay down.
"I won't tell you. I believe you are not a fool. You can find out the answer by yourself by reading a few more books."
"Damn it! Why don't you just tell me the answer?"
Yang Fei said angrily: "Didn't you bring me here just to let me know some information? Since I'm interested, just tell me directly!"
"No." The white mouse looked at the gray mouse that appeared at the entrance and said:
"The answers you find through hard work are much more profound than what others tell you. That's it for today. It will be dark outside soon, and we should go back."