After today's schoolwork was over, the prince said goodbye to the Taifu and then took the little baby away. The Taifu just sighed as he watched the two leave, one up and one down.
The royal family does not want the most noble person of the royal family to be polluted by the lowly sparrow people, so the one who reproduces with the female sparrow people is the one who is the least favored among the princes of each generation. It is enough to keep the sparrow people in their bodies containing the blood of the Yuan family. carry on.
However, as the appearance of sparrows came out and fell from generation to generation, some princes in the royal family took a fancy to which sparrows and kept them in the palace for play. Later, even male sparrows did the same, so gradually formed According to the self-evident tradition, the best one of each generation of sparrows must be reserved for the crown prince, and the rest of the sparrows will be chosen by others.
The prince just heard his mother and concubine mention the sparrow by chance, and he didn't care after knowing that he had a sparrow. It wasn't until today when he met by chance that he felt a natural sense of possession.
Such autocratic feelings came naturally. They dedicated this little doll with red lips and white teeth to the prince and branded it as the prince. Then the prince would really regard him as his own property, and it would be the same as his jade pendant or commonly used hair. Belt makes no difference.
Perhaps the only difference is that this exquisite little doll now makes him a little more fresh.
The sparrows usually live in the sparrow hall at the end of the deep palace. If a sparrow is taken away by the royal family, there is no need to tell the other sparrows. Even if they are brothers and sisters connected by blood, they can only obey, and no one will Ask them how they feel.
The prince led the little doll towards the East Palace. He had already grown into a tall and tall boy, and his steps were not too slow, but the little doll who was just past his lap obviously couldn't catch up with him, so he tried to hold onto his hand and trot follow along.
When he walked to the Qingshi Road in the Royal Garden, the prince suddenly stopped and looked at him sideways. There was already a thin trace of sweat on the baby's white and tender face, which was dyed with a fluffy golden light under the faint sunlight. up.
But those dark eyes were full of timid uneasiness, even if the chaser was about to fall, he didn't dare to make a sound.
Seeing him staring at her, the little baby looked up at him in a daze.
The disparity in their heights is too great, and the little baby's neck became sore after just looking at it for a while. He wrinkled his nose and shook his head, and saw the prince in black robes bent slightly and squatted down, then reached out and hugged him in his arms. inside.
When he was in the study room, the prince had been concentrating on listening to the Taifu's lectures, and he couldn't see him behind him when he was holding the little doll on the road. Now he suddenly hugged the little doll in his arms, and the appearance of the powder carved jade is really real presented in front of the prince.
Born at a young age, male and female cannot be distinguished. If it weren't for the slightly different clothes of the male and female sparrows, no one would refute even if it was said that this was a beloved princess.
Thinking that such a treasure was already owned by him, the prince's condensed expression softened a bit.
His movements of holding the baby were clumsy, but the gesture of embracing his arms protected him firmly, and then he continued to walk towards the East Palace with steady steps.
After all, he was a young child, and the little doll froze for a moment, not daring to move, and when he realized that the prince hadn't spoken, his expression softened.
When A Niang coaxed him to sleep, she would hug him intimately like this, so his fear of the prince eased, and the lively nature of the child was gradually revealed.
He looked at the prince's sharp eyebrows earnestly, and boldly poked his face quickly.
An almost feathery illusion of softness streaks across.
The prince didn't move.
After discovering that the prince is actually a person who is easier to get close to than those princes who laughed at him, the little baby became more and more courageous. For a while, he lay on the prince's shoulder and touched the hair hanging down behind him with interest, and for a while he was in the prince's arms again. Li wriggled around, poking his face curiously.
The attendant next to the prince broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the horrific move of the little doll, fearing that the unfathomable prince would throw the little doll off his body in a rage, but the prince was shocked all the way. They all responded with a conniving attitude, with a cold face, as if the soft body in their arms did not exist at all.
The little baby who came back to his senses was stunned when he saw Jinbi's east palace, and then hugged the prince uneasily, as if this strange and forbidding palace was some kind of man-eating beast.
The timid murmur still carried a sweet milky scent, lingering in the prince's ears and nose.
"Brother Prince, this is not my home, I want to go home."
The prince walked into the East Palace without stopping, and said calmly.
"This is your home."
He is still young, holding the little doll all the way is not strenuous, but his arms are a bit numb. Just when he put the little doll down and was about to take off the complicated coat, he saw a small group of little dolls nervously Pull up your legs and run out the door.
The prince's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The palace guards guarding the door stopped the little doll who finally ran to the door, and then closed the door silently.
The little baby who was blocked by the heavy door was stunned, and then pushed the door hastily. He exerted all his strength, his white jade-like face flushed red, and he slammed the door in fear and shouted. .
"I want to go home, aunt, aunt, woo woo woo...."
The childish cry twitched and twitched, revealing undisguised fear and anxiety, thin and soft, like a newborn chick in the palm, the skeleton is still slender and thin, just a little force can Hear the crisp sound of bones breaking.
The prince likes to be quiet, and all the noisy things around will be dealt with by him. It has been a long time since there has been such a soft and fragile voice in the huge East Palace.
The attendants standing quietly in the shadows were waiting for the prince's order, whether to throw the noisy little baby out, or cut off his tongue directly.
There are too many ways to silence the continuous crying, and the fastest or the most tormenting one depends entirely on the prince's will.
In the empty East Palace, all the palace people had retreated, and the dim candlelight cast the entire hall in half-darkness. The expressionless prince looked at the crying little doll not far away without saying a word, silently His gaze was as deep as a deep, waveless pool of water.
After patting on the door in vain for a while and no one answered, the little baby turned around in panic and looked at the prince who had never spoken.
His eyes were red from crying, and there were a few teardrops hanging from the long eyelashes soaked in tears, one of which fell off in the blink of an eye, looking very pitiful and very touching.
The prince still looked at him motionlessly, as if he was thinking about how to deal with him.
The little baby was also sensitive to the oppressive and stagnant atmosphere in the East Palace. He leaned against the door in a daze, then timidly ran towards the prince, carefully tugging at the hem of his clothes, begging for help with tears. he.
"Brother Prince, can you take me to find A Niang?"
The prince looked down at him, his eyes were dark and heavy, without any emotion.
After a while, he stretched out his hand and touched the little baby's head, repeating.
"This is your home."
The little baby pursed her mouth and said aggrievedly.
"But Auntie is not here, neither is my sister."
This time the prince squatted down, and the eyes looking up at him were actually a little soft.
The hand stroking the little doll's head slowly moved to the word "Chen" embroidered on the frost-colored collar. The prince's voice was very flat, but the tone was an unquestionable statement.
"You are my sparrow, and the East Palace is your home."
It was partly because he had been taught what sparrow people should know since he was born, and the little baby stopped arguing to go back after hearing this sentence.
He rubbed his watery eyes sadly, the back of his white and tender hands were stained with wet water, then he sobbed sadly and asked.
"But I miss A Niang. Brother Prince, can I go see A Niang?"
His words made the prince silent for a few seconds, and then he relaxed.
"If you are obedient, I will allow you to see."
The little baby's teardrop eyes suddenly brightened like shining stars, and the prince's indifferent face was reflected in it, even the heavy and gloomy outline was softened by the thin water marks, looking unexpectedly gentle.
The prince stared at him slightly.
The little baby nodded vigorously, then carefully grabbed a corner of the prince's clothes, and said happily.
"I will be very obedient! My mother said that I am the most obedient and obedient!"
The prince's expression was not only not satisfied, but even more gloomy.
He lowered his eyes, staring at the little baby's little hand holding the corner of his clothes, and then covered his own palm, encircling the little warmth inch by inch.
"You were not good just now, you wanted to escape."
The little baby hurriedly hugged his neck in panic, rubbed against his neck like usual coquettishly with A Niang, and then smiled at him flatteringly, with a soft and innocent childish voice covered with a nasal voice.
"Brother Prince, I won't run away from now on, I will be obedient."
The prince raised his eyelids to look at his sweet smile, and rubbed the back of his neck with his fingertips on his shoulders, as if lazily teasing a kitten, with a careless tone.
"what's your name?"
The little baby shrank her neck when he squeezed her, but she didn't dare to hide, and replied softly and honestly.
"My name is Jiang Fu, and my mother and sister call me Fu Fu."
The prince frowned imperceptibly, and suddenly there was a trace of unhappiness about being robbed in his heart. Inexplicable ups and downs of thoughts suddenly came to his mind, and he ordered involuntarily.
"From now on, your name will be Orange, only I can call you."
The moment the unfamiliar name was uttered, his heart felt a little hot, as if some kind of burst of warmth just filled the void in his heart.
Warm and soft.
The little baby nodded obediently, and replied in a childish voice.
"I remember, brother prince."
After ignoring the strange emotional fluctuations just now, the prince lowered his head and pinched his soft face, a faint smile appeared on his perennially moody face.