Grandpa Su's rebirth in a parallel world (1)
"What's the matter? Waking up early in the morning is so lost in thought and lost."
Inside the Kunhe Palace, Queen Su looked down at her nephew who was looking out of the window. Although her mouth was so caring, her subordinates took advantage of this opportunity and touched him smoothly. A soft heart.
Since six years ago, her little nephew seems to have grown up overnight, and her whole body is full of mature faces. She is not willing to let her do it casually as she did when she was a child.
Thinking of this, Empress Su, who had a sickly expression on her face, sighed in disappointment.
Sure enough, when Su Jin came back to his senses, he showed a helpless smile, tilted his head, shook his head almost with a bit of tolerance, and said, "Niangniang."
"What madam, come, call me Auntie." Empress Su said this deliberately, and before she could say more, she couldn't help coughing again, and her already pale complexion became even more ugly.
"Auntie is full!" Su Jin's heart tightened when she saw this, she quickly got up and skillfully stroked Queen Su's back, and then took the Qiu Li ointment from the maid next to her and fed it mouth by mouth. Obviously, but his heart sank a little bit.
He tried his best to use the convenience of being his aunt's favorite junior, and being able to grow and enter the harem. He invited an imperial doctor in advance to take care of his aunt's body. Although he escaped the fatal emergency, Kun He was very careful. The plaque of the palace is also well hung outside the palace gate, and the Yongshou Palace has not been changed.
But after so many years, as if the destiny is hard to defy, my aunt's body is still declining day by day.
Although today is not the same as in the past, the crown prince is under the subtle influence of his grandfather day by day, and under the careful teaching, it is no longer Amon of yesterday. Even if he loses his mother's care, he may not follow the same path of the previous life, but his mother has loved him since he was a child. The relatives and elders who are connected to each other, how can he not forget about his body being so weak day by day
Empress Su, on the other hand, seemed to see the worry in Su Jin's brows, and after she recovered, she smiled and stroked his frowning brows: "You are so young, why are you thinking so much? , He was born in the royal family, and he was born with a heavy burden. You are different. You were born in our family, and your aunt and your prince and brother will bear the big things. You, just live happily and domineeringly. That's it!"
Hearing these words, Su Jin's heart softened, but when he thought of his previous life, he couldn't help but feel a bit bitter.
Isn't it just that the Empress and His Highness stand up for everything? If the Empress hadn't gone first, the Crown Prince would...
That’s all, he thought about what to do, everything is different now, now that his aunt is still alive, His Royal Highness, under the guidance of his grandfather, is still dormant, and Ding Dian has never had a gap with His Majesty. Her Royal Highness, all you need to do is to wait with peace of mind, waiting for your Majesty to suffer from a stroke and the crown prince to ascend the throne, then the world will naturally be at peace.
Thinking of this, Su Jin also showed a bit of a smile, and only cared about the empress's body wholeheartedly.
Empress Su was reluctant to talk about her own medical condition, and after a few words, she turned the conversation back to the matter just now: "Don't mention this, you should have a good talk with Auntie, you will enter the palace as soon as you fight. Since you are so half-hearted, what are you thinking about?"
When she mentioned this, Su Jin paused, her face was reddish, but her peach blossom eyes were very bright: "The palace maid I mentioned to my niece last time, my nephew thought about it, I will bring it back today..."
"Oh?" Queen Su raised her eyebrows: "Is it because you visited the little palace maid who just entered the palace last time?"
"Yes, her surname is Song, and her name is Huiming." Su Jin nodded, and when he mentioned these three words, he was full of tender feelings that he had never noticed himself.
Empress Su didn't take it seriously at first, but seeing Su Jin's expression now, she couldn't help but feel a little solemn in her heart: "When did you know her?"
Su Jin paused for a while, and then said after deliberation: "I saw it outside the palace. I didn't expect her to enter the palace, and it was fate."
Queen Su took a sip of Qiu Li soup, and there was a bit of temptation in her words: "How do you want to arrange for you to bring her back to the palace?"
Although Su Jin had already made a decision in his heart, he knew that he could not be in charge now, so rashly speaking out would only add to the trouble, so he only vaguely said: "This palace maid is only ten years old now, so she has to wait a little longer.
Su Jin said this, after Empress Su had a meal, she also felt that a fifteen-year-old ignorant boy, a child who was only ten years old, what did he understand? Thinking about it, it's just a matter of time and kindness. It's because Brother Jin is too mature, so she is told to think too much!
Thinking of this, Empress Su also laughed: "Okay, if you want it, take it back today, and my aunt will ask someone to make up Dao Yizhi."
"Thank you aunt!"
Hearing this, Su Jin forcibly restrained the joy in his heart, got up and thanked Queen Su earnestly, and then counted the time was almost up, so he also got up and told to retire. As soon as he walked out of the palace gate, his face could not help showing obvious joy and anticipation, and he hurriedly walked towards Ye Ting.
Huiming entered the palace yesterday and is now in the Tuck Court! In another half an hour, it will be their first encounter!
As long as he thinks of this, Su Jin's palms can't help clenching tighter and tighter. Perhaps because of his return to Feiyang's youth, his footsteps are brisk, and the corners of his mouth can't help but rise higher and higher.
In fact, since he returned to Su's house, the first thing he did after he was able to go out was to go to Huiming's house to see her when she was young.
Of course, Su Jin thought about bringing Hui Ming to her side immediately, but he was not very old at that time, and he was not fully sure to protect the government of the town, so he naturally did not want to get involved with her. What's more, he thought about it, and always felt that Huiming was young, when he was reunited with his parents and his family, and he couldn't rely on his identity to intervene in such a wayward way to separate their family. .
After thinking about it like this, Su Jin finally had to endure his full of thoughts and affection, and just stayed in the dark, watching Hui Ming grow up little by little, until he was selected to enter the palace, and when it was time for the reunion See you today!
At this time, Hui Ming should have just had his head shaved, and ran out alone and hid under the Taiping jar, right? Su Jin's eyes showed a trace of tenderness of reminiscence. After so long, even life and death were added, but Su Jin had walked this road thousands of times, until he faintly heard the small sobbing sound. However, as if he was close to the country, he slowed down his pace, lest something would be disturbed, and slowly stepped forward little by little, as if a lifetime had passed—
He finally saw the small figure under the tank.
It was as if the scene in the dream had reappeared. In a trance, Su Jin only felt that she had become the servant of the official slave, who had been bullied, and was a silent and shady servant. He added water to the tank, and without being careful, he poured the water from the well he had just dug all over his little girl.
But the little girl didn't cry when she was drenched in water, just hiccups tremblingly. After seeing him, she even regarded him as someone who couldn't be more reliable, sobbing and crying with him: "I I miss my parents... I want to go home... "
How did he respond then? Su Jin closed his eyes slightly, but at that time he just imitated others to bully him and pushed her to the ground, as if seeing the pain of others would make him happy: "Since your parents have already sent you in Gong, I just don’t want you anymore, you can’t go back!” Before he finished speaking, he thought of his family’s heads rolling down one by one in Caishikou, the blood spurting out, and he made himself red first. Eye.
Hui Ming stared blankly at the little father-in-law in front of her, thinking that she would be frightened and run away, or go back to cry and complain, but who knows, the little girl like a young bird timidly pulled his Robe: "Don't cry..."
That's not enough. Little Huiming later saw that he was sick and hungry, so he not only gave him a nest, but even gave him a wish-fulfilling festival, wishing him all the best in the future, and one day he could go home and call him In addition to being flustered and ashamed, he also pulled him out sentence by sentence from the quagmire of self-deprecation.
Everything about that day was engraved in his mind and he remembered it clearly.
But unlike him, even if he mentioned that day in detail at Huiming's request, Huiming was still confused and couldn't remember very well.
In this regard, Hui Ming felt a little pity, but Su Jin was actually very fortunate in his heart. He didn't care about it. It was the last time he was, and his speech at that time was too unbearable, and he was reluctant to call. Hui Ming remembered sentence by sentence.
He was grateful and fortunate to meet Xiao Huiming, but after that, he also blamed himself countless times. He wanted to go back to that day, and pressed down the rude self, and asked Huiming to write down that it was a gentleman. Duanfang, gentle and courteous.
Unexpectedly, this day actually came.
Perhaps it was because Su Jin had been standing beside the Taiping tank for too long, and Xiao Huiming, who was shrinking under the tank, seemed to notice it, and suddenly raised his head towards him.
The ten-year-old Hui Ming was a small group, wearing a green dress with the same front as a little palace maid, with a bald head, but his facial features became more and more vivid. She didn't cry, she just sobbed, which was so cute and heart-wrenching.
That's right, this is his Huiming.
Seeing such an unfamiliar but familiar Xiao Huiming, Su Jin felt a pain in his heart. He bent his knees and squatted down in front of the little girl. His voice was soft and soft, as if a little heavier would startle her. Go was moved and affectionate: "What's the matter, let's not cry."
Xiao Huiming raised his head and glanced at him. A thin and handsome young man, dressed in rich clothes, with clear eyebrows, fair complexion, and a pair of particularly beautiful peach eyes, was staring at her now.
He was clearly someone he had never seen before, but for some reason, Hui Ming felt as if he had known this person for a long time. Although he was stared at him like this, he was not at all afraid. It made her want to feel at ease and get close.
It was precisely because of this feeling that Hui Ming felt even more grievances. She held her mouth shut, and even her eyes were wet: "The head is shaved, it doesn't look good..."
"Who said that, Huiming looks good with a shaved head, very good-looking!" Su Jin was almost at a loss. He stretched out his hand, trying to get closer to comfort, but he was worried that the little girl who didn't know him would resist and be afraid. I can repeat this sentence again and again and say it with great sincerity: "You really look good, you look best with a shaved head, and no one looks better than you!"
Similarly, for some unknown reason, when Xiao Huiming heard what this person said, Xiao Huiming believed it inexplicably. She calmed down a little, sniffled, and whispered, "I...I want to go home..."
Hearing this same sentence as the last time, Su Jin's complexion softened, and his palm finally touched Xiao Huiming's head gently. The subordinates were soft, like the fluff of a fledgling bird.
Still a little boy, he straightened up, as if he had created a clear sky for his little girl, Xiao Su Jin gently wiped the corners of Xiao Huiming's moist eyes, and there was no one in her voice. Unclear and complex emotions, but bright like the morning light of spring: "Okay, I'll take you home."