in the general's tent.
Seeing that everyone went out, Xue Ziqin was a little nervous. He also covered the boy with the cloak, washed a handkerchief himself, and wiped the boy's forehead and cheeks little by little. The young man is really outstanding, his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Xue Changfeng, but he is a hundred times softer than Xue Changfeng. The boy had not yet woken up, and Xue Ziqin didn't even dare to rest, so he sat on the edge of the couch, grabbing a book and trying to pass the time. But when the page was opened, the word seemed to be out of shape, and it couldn't catch Xue Ziqin's eyes. He was clearly holding the book, but from time to time his eyes ran to the boy's face.
The first time they saw the young man's face at Wei Lin and the others, Xue Ziqin recognized who he was.
It is the youngest son of the current emperor, the ninth prince Cen Lixuan.
Coincidentally, as Min Qiu reported that day, the third prince was assassinated in sacrificing to the heavens, and the nobles who accompanied him were missing. This matter had to be investigated by Xue Ziqin, but Cen Lixuan, who was seriously injured, was picked up by Wei Lin. Thinking about it this way, he still has to praise Wei Lin
... Yin'er looks the same as when she was a child, and she is definitely one of the best beauties.
Although it was not a day or two for the young man to come here, it was the first time for Xue Ziqin to look at him so carefully. He unconsciously reached out and touched the boy's cheek lightly, there was a morbid blush on the cheek, and he touched the boy's lips along the cheek. Those lips were tightly closed, Xue Ziqin's index finger slid over them, and the soft touch made him throbbing strangely.
So, looking good will make people think otherwise.
Xue Ziqin has never seen many women in his life, especially after the age of ten, the barracks are full of men, and there are not many good-looking ones. It is estimated that those with thin skin and tender meat will not survive for three days. He is not like Guo Linchong, he likes When visiting the kiln, there is no chance to see a woman.
The young man was both male and female, his face was pale and his hair was just casually tied behind his head, but he looked morbidly beautiful.
Thinking of this, Xue Ziqin immediately withdrew his hand. He shook his head, he didn't want to let this throbbing spread freely, but his mind was out of control, and the memories of the past came out all at once, which made him a little sigh.
…
Eight years ago.
When Xisu invaded the border, Xue Ziqin was only 21 years old, but he had been in the barracks for eight years, and had served as Xue Changfeng's lieutenant in the Northern Army. At that time, the northern army was only about 4,000 people, and they fought with Xisu for more than a month, and the situation has been anxious. However, Xue Ziqin volunteered to lead a sneak attack on the opponent's stronghold from the flank, successfully intercepting Xisu's reinforcements, and taking this as a turning point, the northern army beat Xisu and won a great victory.
That year, Xue Ziqin became famous, and he was summoned to the palace together with Xue Changfeng.
The emperor was very satisfied with the repelling of Xisu for this time, and he added a lot of gifts and rewards. Later, the emperor also specially allowed Xue Changfeng to meet with his sister Jin Fei. As an adopted son, Xue Ziqin should have greeted this little aunt, but Xue Changfeng was well aware of Xue Jin's temper and only let Xue Ziqin wait in the palace.
He had nothing to do by himself, so he naturally wandered around the palace. This palace was still somewhat familiar to Xue Ziqin. He was familiar with the royal dining room. Standing nearby, he was a little emotional, but suddenly he saw a cautious figure hiding at the door of the royal dining room, looking inside.
It was a child, still wearing brocade clothes, Xue Ziqin watched with interest from a distance, and saw the child sneak into the royal dining room while the people in the dining room were busy and did not pay attention. Xue Ziqin didn't intend to take another look, but when he was about to leave, he saw the child being carried out by the tall butler in the imperial kitchen, and scolded: "You come to steal things at a young age, take it seriously. It's a wild species that no one wants, no one to discipline." After he took it out, he threw it on the stairs of the imperial kitchen.
How could the child withstand such a toss, and immediately rolled down the steps.
There are things about bullying the old and the weak, and Xue Ziqin has no time to worry about it. I thought this little episode would end like this, but I didn't expect that the person in charge brought a few subordinates, and it seemed that it was not enough, so he went down the steps and looked at the posture, as if he was going to beat the child.
"The imperial pantry is missing things from time to time today. It must be stolen by you, a wild bastard?"
Seeing this scene, Xue Ziqin felt a little uncomfortable. That child is at most seven or eight years old. If he is taught by so many people, he may not be able to bear it. If the attack is not serious, he may not be beaten to death. But things were a little strange. The child's clothes were very valuable at first glance. Wearing it like this in the palace, he must have some status. At this moment, he was being embarrassed by several servants when he was stealing from the imperial kitchen. It was very strange.
Seeing how they were going to attack, Xue Ziqin hurriedly strode over and shouted at them, "Stop!"
When the people in the dining room heard the sound, they turned their eyes to Xue Ziqin. Xue Ziqin was still wearing armor, so he was not someone to be offended at first sight. Flatteringly asked: "This is..."
"The son of General Xue, Xue Ziqin."
The news that the Dingbei Army had won a great victory at the border was that they arrived in the palace a few days earlier. After listening to Xue Ziqin reporting his identity, they all hurriedly went up to salute: "I have seen General Xue."
Tsk, Xue Ziqin really can't stand these virtues of worshipping the high and stepping on the low in the palace. He frowned, took a few more steps towards the child, and reached out to help him. The child did not help his hand, but got up from the ground and looked up at Xue Ziqin.
The child was born beautifully, but there was a lot of ashes on his face.
Xue Ziqin saw that he stood up by himself, and put his hand back. Just as he was about to open his mouth to let the people in the imperial kitchen get out, the unsuspecting child suddenly rushed over and hugged Xue Ziqin. The child was small, he hugged Xue Ziqin, his head was only on Xue Ziqin's waist, and then he cried with a "wow": "Cousin—"
Xue Ziqin was instantly stunned, the child stretched out his hand to return his waist, and started crying again, making him at a loss. To be honest, he, Xue Ziqin, is strictly a loner in the strict sense, how has he ever had the experience of coaxing children? His hand had been raised quite a bit, and he wanted to free the child, but the child cried pitifully, which made Xue Ziqin couldn't bear it. The hand that was raised in the air moved to the child's hair, rubbing him and combing it. With neatly buns, he coughed twice, and said softly, "Don't, don't cry..."
Yuemo was really hurt just now, or was frightened by these minions, the child couldn't stop crying, and kept whimpering, the sound was not too loud, but Xue Ziqin couldn't watch this child cry.
Especially the few servants next to him are still watching.
He removed his hand from the child's head, patted his back lightly, turned to the servants and asked, "Who is this child?"
"Report to General Xue, this is the ninth prince, the son of the concubine Jin."
"Then how dare you be so presumptuous? Why don't you hurry up?" Xue Ziqin said coldly.
Who does not know the relationship between Concubine Jin and the Xue family, she thought she would be held accountable by Xue Ziqin, but now Xue Ziqin asks
They got out, and a few servants hurried away and slipped back to the imperial kitchen.
There were only Xue Ziqin and the child left, Xue Ziqin really didn't know how to coax him, so he could only pull him away from himself, and then squatted down and spoke to him: "Ninth prince, your name is Yue'er, right? Don't cry anymore..." He said, holding up Cen Lixuan's small face, which was dirty and full of tears. Xue Ziqin stretched out his thumb with a lot of calluses and wiped it on his face. The tears were wiped away, but he wiped all the dust on his face. Cen Lixuan looked at him with tears in his eyes, but he didn't. Cry more.
"How do you know that I'm your cousin?" Xue Ziqin saw that he had made people even more sloppy, and he didn't stop moving his hands. He was afraid that it would hurt him, and his movements became more gentle.
Cen Lixuan replied intermittently, "General Xue is my uncle, you are my cousin..."
"It's smart." Xue Ziqin said, and after finally cleaning his face, he saw the child's face.
With red lips and white teeth and bright eyes, he is a beautiful woman. If it weren't for the few servants who said he was the prince, and the princess Xue Ziqin, he would have believed him.
"I said Concubine Jin has always been favored, how could you be bullied like this?" Xue Ziqin asked.
Cen Lixuan finished crying, and did not answer Xue Ziqin's words, but looked at Xue Ziqin with red eyes.
"Hey," Xue Ziqin thought for a while, fearing that the reason was not a good thing, and asked instead, "Are you injured?"
Cen Lixuan shook his head.
Xue Ziqin looked at the plaque in the imperial kitchen behind Cen Lixuan, and suddenly said, "Are you hungry when you went to the imperial kitchen?"
"I want to eat snacks..." Cen Lixuan said timidly.
Xue Ziqin hugged him directly, let Cen Lixuan sit in his arms, and walked straight to the gate of the imperial kitchen: "Since you call me cousin, I definitely can't let you be wronged, I'll take you to eat snacks."
He really took Cen Lixuan into the imperial dining room, regardless of the faces of the servants, he didn't hear the resignation, in short, where Cen Lixuan's eyes fell on the plate of dim sum, he picked it up and handed it to Cen Lixuan.
The child was naive, and when he got the dessert he wanted, he immediately burst into laughter. His smile was so innocent and cute, so cute that Xue Ziqin's mood became brighter. Cen Lixuan held the dim sum in his little hand, not counting he had eaten it himself, and handed it to Xue Ziqin's mouth: "Cousin eats it too."
Xue Ziqin was not polite, he opened his mouth and ate it clean. He hugged Cen Lixuan like this and walked around the imperial kitchen twice, eating as he walked, tasting a little bit of each dessert.
The servants in the imperial pantry dared not speak out. The snacks that are currently being made are all to be sent to various palaces. Now they are eaten by Cen Lixuan and Xue Ziqin, and they will have to be redone in a while, otherwise the imperial kitchen will suffer.
If the other people, the foreign ministers next to them, are so noisy, the imperial kitchen will probably not obey. But who doesn't know that Xue Jiaquan is in power, and Concubine Jin is the dominant family in the palace. Even if he offends Cen Lizhen, it doesn't matter. Xue Ziqin holds the military power, but he can't afford to offend him.
Seeing that Cen Lizhen had eaten enough, Xue Ziqin took him and left without looking back.
"I'll take you back to the palace." Xue Ziqin said, "Why don't you have a servant when you come out?"
Cen Lixuan was still holding a mung bean cake in his hand, and said sweetly, "I sneaked out."
"Little aunt... I mean Concubine Jin, can you treat you well?" Xue Ziqin asked cautiously.
"Mother doesn't have time to take care of me." Cen Lixuan said, her eyes instantly became lonely.
It's possible to guess what happened, but Xue Ziqin didn't understand. At any rate, she was born to Xue Jin. She was considered a powerful person in the palace, so how could she allow any servant to bully Cen Lixuan. In the end, Xue Ziqin grew up in the barracks, and he was young. He didn't understand the intricacies of this palace, and he didn't want to ask. And seeing that Cen Lixuan was not happy, it was better not to ask.
"Are you living in Concubine Jin's palace?" Xue Ziqin asked again.
Cen Lixuan shook his head, and pointed his fleshy little finger in a certain direction: "I live in Changqing Pavilion." Saying so, Xue Ziqin walked faster, Cen Lixuan stretched out his finger and almost fell off Xue Ziqin's arm. Xue Ziqin hurriedly stabilized his figure, and Cen Lixuan was also startled, and put his arms around Xue Ziqin's neck.
"Cousin is so nice." Cen Lixuan said suddenly.
The location of Changqing Pavilion is remote and far away, and it took a while to get there.
Xue Ziqin put him down, and saw an old lady walking out from inside, looking anxious, seeing Xue Ziqin and Cen Lixuan hurriedly walking towards them.
Seeing the old mama, Cen Lixuan happily called over there.
When Xue Ziqin looked up, it was a little late when such a thing happened, so he had to leave quickly. Cen Lixuan's small figure walked forward, Xue Ziqin stopped him: "Yu'er."
Hearing this, Cen Lijin turned his head and looked at Xue Ziqin.
"If you are bullied in the future, just tell me and I will protect you." He didn't even think about it, and the words came out of his mouth.
"Okay!" Cen Lixuan smiled sweetly at him.
The grandmother had already arrived, and she was very worried when she saw that Cen Lixuan's clothes were a little messy.
Xue Ziqin smiled and turned to leave.
Cen Lixuan explained to the mama, and wanted to turn back and say something to Xue Ziqin, but when she turned around, Xue Ziqin was no longer there, and there was no back.
…
I accidentally thought about what happened eight years ago. At that time, Cen Lijin was so cute, with a sweet smile, but when I saw him three years ago, he was as cold as another person.
Up to now, he was seriously injured and lost his memory, but he still treated him coldly, but he was used to calling people, even if it was him, Cen Lixuan still called him.
"cousin… "
Xue Ziqin emptied his mind and stared casually at the fire in the general's tent, but a voice in his memory suddenly came out of his ears. He even thought he was hallucinating, but his thoughts were pulled back, and he turned to look at the boy on the couch.
Cen Lixuan opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, then the blankness in his eyes gradually turned into joy.
Why has it changed again? Xue Ziqin was caught off guard by the soft call of "cousin". He just wondered why Cen Lixuan was so indifferent now, but now he opened his eyes and called him "cousin".
What's the meaning? Fix him