Master Sculptor

Hua Chen took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions for a while, and slowly narrated the previous events.

The first time I met Huashui, he was nine years old, and the other party was already 16 years old at that time, a tall and half-grown boy.Hua Chen's temperament is notoriously moody in Huafeng City. His appearance is the most outstanding among his peers. His facial features were exquisite and unusual when he was a child. His mother's phoenix eyes and the youngest age made him the most popular among his parents. King's favorite child.

In Huafeng City, where men are proud of their beauty, Hua Chen's appearance is undoubtedly envied and praised by everyone. In addition to his special status, there are many people who admire him.However, regarding his appearance, Hua Chen was both proud and disgusted.Father always likes to say: "Hua Chen has beautiful eyes, it would be better if he was more gentle."

Because my mother has a pair of gentle and charming Danfeng eyes, but his eyes are always sharper.

The love story between mother and father is a good story in the city. When everyone believed that mother died of dystocia, only he knew that mother died at the hands of father.

As a tool used by his father to commemorate the loss of his mother, Hua Chen would be summoned to his father's palace from time to time, listening to his father talking about the first time he met his mother, how he could not extricate himself from his mother's charming eyes , and then how they fell in love and how they gave birth to their children.

A beautiful and touching love story.

However, this is only a fictional version.

When he was seven, he heard another version, the real one.That time my father was drunk, hugged him and cried, muttering: "If you only had me in your eyes...it would be fine...I don't want to kill you, I don't want Huayuan...Huayuan, In two years... in two years, I'll go down to accompany you, okay?"

At first he was shocked, but as his father got drunk more and more times, and the truth he accidentally vomited became more and more detailed, Hua Chen gradually believed that what he heard was the truth.I also gradually realized that the so-called "love" is the product of my father's own imagination.He raped his mother, killed his mother's lover, and forced her to bear a child for him with the lives of his family.He imprisoned her by his side, but no matter how charming his mother's eyes were, they did not belong to him. Her eyes were filled with other men's.In the end, the father gouged out the mother's eyes, and not long after, he killed her directly.

His so-called affectionate father was a cruel but extremely stupid man.What cannot be obtained is destroyed.Childish and ridiculous.

Gradually, my father's mental state became worse and worse.When he was sober, he cared for him the most. When he was drunk, he either complained and cursed, or spoke sweet words, and sometimes even punched him.He seemed to be a substitute for his mother.

Hua Chen's temperament gradually became distorted and arrogant, but others only thought that he was spoiled, but they didn't know what was going on inside this child who was supposed to enjoy this innocent childhood life.Two years later, the father passed the seat to the elder brother and committed suicide.However, Hua Chen's personality did not improve after his father's departure, but became more uncertain.

Punishment and abuse of servants happened from time to time. Although he was only nine years old, under his tender and delicate face was a twisted and cruel heart.The servants turned around when they saw him, and all the servants who were sent to serve him were frightened.

Later, Huashui came, and was specially dispatched by the current city lord of Huafeng City, Huachen's elder brother, Huayang.At that time, he was still called Ping Shui. In Huafeng City, the humblest people were named after the character "Ping".What's more, Ping Shui is very ordinary. In the palace, even the most humble servant is good-looking. Hua Chen doesn't understand why the elder brother sent such a humble man to serve him.

But then he found out.

He threw the vase at him, Ping Shui didn't hide or beg for mercy, he just cleaned up the debris in a leisurely manner, and then retreated to deal with his own wounds.He hated the terrified screams and begging of the women before, it made him even more irritable.

But the water is very quiet.

For some reason, he suddenly calmed down.Then he looked at the few drops of blood on the ground in a daze, and watched Ping Shui come in with a cloth to wipe off the blood.

He asked Pingshui what he had for dinner, and Pingshui wrote the names of the dishes on a piece of paper for him to read.

Hua Chen frowned, crumpled the paper into a ball, and cursed loudly.Ping Shui took the paper again and drew all the dishes, which were so vivid that they looked mouth-watering.

Hua Chen watched him sketch stroke by stroke, gradually lowered his voice, and sat by the side to watch him draw.

"Why don't you talk?" Hua Chen asked when he was in a good mood.

Ping Shui pointed to his mouth and shook his head.

Flat water is dumb.

Inexplicably, Hua Chen lost his temper again, causing Ping Shui to be whipped several times, maybe he was just angry that Ping Shui couldn't talk to him.Ping Shui couldn't help but gasped a few breaths after being whipped by the barbed whip, barely letting out an embarrassing whimper.After all, he was only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. Although he was tall, his body was thin. When he was standing straight beside Hua Chen, he looked like a tall thin bamboo pole.After being whipped a few times, I managed to hold on. After all, it was still painful for a long time.And there is no good medicine, leaving scars on his body.

How did Hua Chen know this, when the anger was over, the matter was over, and seeing Ping Shui still working with his back straight the next day, the trace of guilt in his heart disappeared without a trace.

After getting along for a long time, Hua Chen also felt that this Ping Shui was easy to use.Serving him with washing, dressing, eating, reading and reading is almost to the point of being meticulous.Ping Shui didn't speak, and his movements were very light. Every time he felt that Ping Shui had left, he turned his head and found that the other party was standing quietly behind him, and he felt happy and proud in his heart.

At the end of the month, Ping Shui received his wages, went out to the palace, and bought bags of pine nut cakes at the market.When Hua Chen came back from practicing martial arts, he snorted with disdain when he saw this little thing.Ping Shui took him a clean cloth to dry him, took a pen and paper, and wrote: "The number of times the little prince got angry this month has decreased by [-]%, he should be rewarded."

When Hua Chen saw that a mere slave dared to speak of him so boldly, he was about to get angry immediately, but when he looked up and saw Ping Shui's smiling face, the fire in his heart only sparked a few small sparks, and he died immediately.He dissatisfiedly patted away the rice paper that Ping Shui put in front of him, sat down, picked up the tea prepared by Ping Shui and gulped it down, but didn't even look at the pastry.

Ping Shui understood, and wrote: "My servant went to the garden to arrange the flowers and plants, my lord, please eat while it is hot."

After Hua Chen finished reading the words, Ping Shui took him out the door.Sure enough, he glanced through the crack of the door, Hua Chen tentatively picked up a piece of pine nut cake, and took a bite.