If Mo Jingxing's true experience were written into an unofficial history, it would be a thick and exciting unofficial history.
His experience is indeed similar to the rumors about Xiling Border Pass.
It's just that the storyteller still describes it too lightly and cannot empathize with the people in the game.
As soon as Mo Jingxing could remember, his mother was abused and raped in various ways.
The old King Su Bei called her mean and said she wanted to climb onto the dragon's bed.
But he was the mother who forced Mo Jingxing to give birth to Mo Jingxing.
When he was young, he had a deep shadow of men's 'crotch', feeling it was ugly and disgusting.
But his mother's forbearance didn't move Mo Jingxing much. He kept thinking that it would be better to die if he lived so hard and miserable.
But he had no regrets about living. Every abuse brought him hatred. He wanted to kill King Su Bei, hoping to see the same painful expression on his face as his mother's.
Later, Master took him away, hoping that he would let go of his hatred and live an ordinary life.
How can it be?
Hatred cannot leave Mo Jingxing's body for a day.
After Mo Jingxing became an adult, he returned to the Subei court under a different identity and gradually climbed to a high position.
The old King Su Bei seemed to have forgotten that he had a son, and only thought that the evil bastard born outside had long since died, and that his body and bones no longer existed, together with that despicable woman.
So he never thought that one day he would be tied to the bedpost in a vindictive manner, and his flesh and blood would be cut out with a knife.
He cried and howled, but no one came to save him.
The huge and empty palace was the echo of his screams. The courtier he trusted became his son, with a smile on his lips, even when his face was splashed with blood, he was still smiling.
The high-hanging palace lanterns were swayed by the wind, and the light and shadow were blurred.
Mo Jingxing only felt pleasure in his heart.
The master told him not to hold grudges, but if he had some grudges, he wouldn't know the pleasure of it unless he cut them out of others' bodies.
Before the old Su Bei Wang died, he whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, your old Su family will not have another 'evil' born from now on. I will personally watch and let them go one by one."
They were stillborn."
King Su Bei passed away full of hatred. Before his death, he stared at Mo Jingxing closely, but could not utter a single word.
Mo Jingxing fulfilled his promise, and he ensured that no children were born in the Subei Imperial Palace from now on.
The king of Subei who succeeded him was his half-brother. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old when he succeeded to the throne. He relied on him and trusted him.
However, when he found out that Mo Jingxing personally killed his father and his brother, he was mentally shocked.
He is good and bad sometimes, and behaves rebelliously.
However, they were all under Mo Jingxing's control. Although he held the title of regent, everyone in the Subei Imperial Palace knew that they should respect him.
Later, the young emperor discovered that his concubines always had abortions for no reason, and none of them could get pregnant, let alone give birth.
Mo Jingxing didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the secret behind the scenes was revealed to him.
The little emperor went crazy instantly and went to Mo Jingxing's palace with a knife, saying that he would kill him.
Of course he couldn't kill him. The little emperor was still weak. Even if Mo Jingxing stood in front of him and let him chop him, he wouldn't dare to make a complete move.
If Mo Jingxing dies, he won't even be able to sit on the throne.
So the knife stopped just an inch away from Mo Jingxing's throat.
The little emperor sat on the ground and cried loudly, asking why he gave birth to a person like Mo Jingxing, saying that he was a devil.
Mo Jingxing leaned down, pinched his neck and looked at him without any expression: "I used to ask myself this for a long time, what is the meaning of being born in this world? Then I didn't think about it anymore and left.
After a while, everyone is like an ant, so it’s better not to come.”
So he made sure that no more babies were born to the royal family in northern Jiangsu.
So Mo Jingxing couldn't figure out why He Yunchu jumped from such a high cabin for a child who was not related to him by blood.
"Your Majesty!" The guard outside ran in excitedly: "Master is here!"
Chen Linyuan's steps were hurried, and he looked dusty when he came in from outside, indicating that he had come all the way in a hurry.
But when he entered the house and saw Mo Jingxing standing there waiting for him, he took a breath, turned around and walked outside.
"Master," Mo Jing Xing stepped forward to stop him, with a rare smile that was a bit flattering: "Master, don't be anxious!"
Chen Linyuan raised the stick he used to explore the road and knocked it down.
"hiss--"
There was a muffled groan, and Mo Jingxing touched his shoulder where he had been hit with a stick. After all, he did not dare to use his authority.
If there is anyone he is afraid of in this world, Chen Linyuan is the only one.
The guard did not dare to stop him, so he could only kneel down and beg: "Master, don't fight me. Your Majesty really has something important to do and wants Master to come out. You didn't mean to deceive me."
When sending a signal to Chen Linyuan, Mo Jingxing used himself as bait, saying that he was about to die from a strange poison, and begged the master to come out and see him.
They have been masters and disciples of each other for more than ten years, and he knows Chen Linyuan's temperament well.
He is just a knight who travels around the world. He is alone and cannot let go of anything. Mo Jingxing is the only one who exists.
Because Mo Jingxing was brought up by him and is also his only apprentice.
When he was young, he felt sorry for what happened to Mo Jingxing, although later Mo Jingxing went against the will and was determined to enter the Northern Jiangsu Palace, which made him so angry that he wanted to sever the master-disciple relationship with him.
But Chen Linyuan also really felt sorry for Mo Jingxing and believed that he had been involved in hatred because of his own fault.
Now that I have been cheated once, my thoughts that were rushing here suddenly felt like I was feeding a dog, and I wanted to open a gourd on the head of this traitor.
"It's really not intentional, Master. It's true that my life is hanging by a thread, but it's just not me."
Mo Jingxing stepped aside, and He Yunchu, who was lying on the bed and whose identity was unknown, was revealed.
Chen Linyuan glanced angrily: "No need for treatment, just clean up. It's just a matter of these two days."
The woman on the bed was hanging with only one breath left. She could hardly feel the ups and downs of her breathing, and her face was as white as a piece of paper.
According to Chen Linyuan’s many years of medical experience, he would not survive.
After he said that, he turned around and left. Mo Jingxing was so angry that his liver ached. He didn't even think about who was on the bed and why Mo Jingxing was willing to beg him for the first time.
After walking for two steps, he suddenly realized what he was doing. He stopped hard and looked at the side room next to him.
The threshold is high, and when the sun shines on it, it takes on an old color.
The person sitting on top was a fragile little baby, whose face was no better than that of the woman on the bed. She looked sickly and looked at herself with some fear.
If it were just a little baby, Chen Linyuan wouldn't pay so much attention to it, but this little baby had a face he was familiar with.
"Cough cough cough——"
Ping An covered her heart and coughed twice. When she caught a glimpse of Chen Linyuan looking at her, she shrank her neck in fear.
"The one inside can't be cured," Mo Jingxing heard his master say, "the one outside can be cured."