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Di Mi and Felix stared blankly at their father, their little minds unable to understand what this meant for a moment.

But soon, Felix was about to jump up excitedly, and said in shock: "The other Dukes and His Majesty the Empress all like ancestors!?"

"Everyone, like it?" Di Mi also couldn't understand, with a confused look on his face: "And two men and three women?"

But when Di Mi looked up at the portrait in front of him, he suddenly understood his superficiality—for the ancestors, gender was not an insurmountable gap at all.

"It is said that the portrait has only one-tenth of the charm of the ancestor," Zhu Xinggong said: "In addition to the appearance, the more deadly aspect of the ancestor is his personality charm. He has almost died several times in the battles of his life, and every time his subordinates are willing to sacrifice for him. He stalled for time, and his legion never retreated until the last one. He was captured three times, but three times the high-ranking enemy rebelled for him... It can even be said that the other four dukes were all recruited by their ancestors. They are loyal to His Highness the Fourth Princess for the sake of their ancestors."

Felix was completely shocked, but Dimi had a suspicious look on his face, "Father, this sounds too...more unbelievable than the knight my mother criticized."

"It's normal." Zhu Xinggong said: "I didn't believe it when I first heard it, and the story behind it is even more bizarre."

"What happened next?" Felix looked expectantly, "Who did the ancestor choose to be with?"

"Among the five admirers, four are legendary magicians and one is the founding queen." Star Casting looked down at the children, "What do you think would happen if the ancestors chose one of them?"

Felix tilted his head: "Living happily together?"

Di Mi thought of a terrifying possibility: "If the choice of the ancestors cannot satisfy everyone..."

"The newly established dynasty will become a sacrifice of their love." Zhu Xinggong said: "In fact, during the battle, the conflicts and confrontations between admirers have already become fierce and public. The enthronement ceremony of the Golden Rose Queen, in addition to Except for the ancestors, the other four dukes were not present."

"Even if the ancestor chooses to spend his life with nothing to do, everyone will only think that he just doesn't have the guts to make a choice, so they will help him make a choice." "The legendary civil war is on the verge of breaking out."

The children swallowed nervously, and Felix asked cautiously, "Then the ancestor... how to solve this problem?"

For some reason, Zhu Xinggong suddenly laughed. It was the first time they heard their father's laughter, but there was no trace of joy in it, only deep bitterness and mockery.

"The ancestor met the dramatic poet in Ruby Mountain."

Dimi and Felix blinked, "Dramatic poet?"

Zhu Xinggong said: "You will understand in the future. Now you only need to know that he is a person who can be full of miracles. Although I met him, I don't know if I met the drama poet himself or a gift left by him... ..In short, the dramatic poet has granted the ancestors a wish."

"Dramatic poet, let everyone dislike ancestors."

The children were a little dazed, "Huh?"

"It's not to delete the memory, it's not to change the past, but to distort their feelings forever." Zhu Xinggong said: "Even if you lose your memory, you should still like it; even if you don't like it now, you may be attracted again in the future. Only let them Only by never having any feelings for the ancestors can we completely eradicate this disaster.”

"Later, the ancestor married Mrs. An Lilian, who grew up with him and had always secretly admired him. No one objected. Both the Duke and the Queen came to the wedding scene to send their blessings, so we have the Vsroda lineage. "

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What do you think?"

"If this story is true..." Di Mi thought for a while, and said, "The ancestor was a very great person, who not only let the admirers feel relieved, but also did not turn their feelings into a disaster. .”

Zhu Xinggong was noncommittal, and looked at Felix who was struggling on the other side. The latter hesitated for a long time before saying, "I think the ancestor...is a little silly."

"why

what? "

"Since he can satisfy the wishes of dramatic poets, why not let everyone like him and love each other?" Felix asked crisply: "Actually, the ancestors also like everyone?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Xinggong's mouth, but it was fleeting: "I asked my father the same way back then."

"Because of the long history, we don't know whether drama poets can satisfy this desire, but the ancestors probably never had this idea." He said: "In the future, if you look at the manuscripts and poems left by the ancestors, it is easy to see that the ancestors are a A . . . pure loveist."

"Pureists?" The children tilted their heads.

"To put it simply, he only pursues 100% pure love, and he doesn't believe that love can be shared." For some reason, Zhu Xinggong's voice has a bitter taste: "Perhaps because of his childhood experience, he cares about feelings very much. The purity of love cannot be allowed to be polluted by others or by oneself.”

"He never thought of loving so many people at the same time. In "Summer Night Poetry", he used a trash can as a metaphor for himself, thinking that even if he didn't do it on purpose, he still felt very dirty when so many people fell in love with him. Full of sins. When he made this wish to the drama poet, he intended to never marry and live alone, but Mrs. An Lilian has never left her. He really couldn’t let down one more person, so he got married and had children.”

Although the children were ignorant of what they heard, they couldn't help but feel that their ancestors were very powerful. When they looked at the portraits on the wall, in addition to yearning for beauty, they also had a heartfelt respect in their eyes.

I thought the story ended here, but Zhu Xinggong suddenly said: "There is another reason why the ancestors did not plan to get married, that is, the drama poet's wish is not free. Apart from the ancestors, our Vsroda generations will be deeply cursed , cannot escape.”

"What!?" Felix was taken aback, and quickly lowered his head to search around his body, as if the curse was a centipede crawling around.

"What is the curse?" Di Mi was much calmer, "Mother never told me about it."

"The curse message is behind the portrait." Zhu Xinggong said calmly, "If you are brave enough, remove it."

The two children looked at the large painting together, wondering if the portrait of the ancestor had to be removed if they wanted to know the curse?

Zhu Xinggong turned and left. When he reached the door of the secret room, he found two children running over in a hurry. There was an imperceptible disappointment in his eyes, and he said, "Have you given up?"

"Father!" Di Mi said loudly, "We can't even dig it out, so come and help!"

Ten seconds later, the portrait of the ancestor was lying on the carpet in the secret room, revealing the back of the drawing board. I saw several lines of meaningful handwriting on the ink-black drawing board. Felix almost pressed his eyes to look at it, with a very serious expression, and finally raised his little head helplessly: "These words are so complicated!"

Not to mention Felix, Di Mi couldn't read it. He still only knows the most formal characters. The elegant and beautiful fonts of the ancestors are too difficult for him.

Zhu Xinggong half-kneeled among them, pointed to the words on it, and translated sentence by sentence:

"I thought I could choose, UU Read Books www.uukanshu.com, but in fact it's wrong no matter what I choose"

"I thought I could be kind, but in fact, whatever I do is a sin"

"I finally understand the poet's words, my price is my sin."

"I thought I could judge the rightness of other people's love, so Vosloda will fall in love with the wrong person."

Felix didn't understand.

"I thought I could judge whether other people's hatred is wrong, so Vosloda will hate people who cannot be hated."

Dimi tried hard to think about the meaning of these words.

"I thought I could judge the happiness of others, so Vosroda will always live in pain, never having peace, and never giving anything back."

Star Caster recited these words expressionlessly.

"I let others ask for it, so Vushroda will also ask for it."

"Hundred years of experience, a life of wandering, at the end, when I look back, I have owed my deep gratitude, and nothing has been achieved. Birth, old age, sickness and death, separation of love and hatred, everything is...  

"You can't ask for it."

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...

In the star bridge hall, the blond young man looked at Felix and said softly, "Son, thank you for your hard work."

Miss Fusloda shed two lines of tears unknowingly. She kept wiping the back of her hand, but the tears grew more and more, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances of the past ten years.

And Yaxiu and others also realized that if the ancestor of Felix, the legendary magician thousands of years ago, hadn't died, there was only one possibility—

"The stars are the law, and the envoys are the law."

"I am the sword law angel under the constellation." Jian law looked at Ashura, but his feminine gaze was so sharp that it made Ashius' eyes sting: "According to the supreme decree, come to welcome Ash Heath into the heaven. "

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