"Siran, I haven't seen you coming to the house for two years, how are you doing?" I asked.
"My palace is the crown prince, no one dares to neglect me," I frowned, "But I will remind the uncle again, my palace is called Feng Sixuan, it is Sixuan, not Siran."
I curled my lips, disapproving: "It's called Si Ran, Si Xuan is not nice, I haven't seen your rigid temper in the past two years, but I have learned a lot from the emperor."
"You!" Si Ran was angry.
"I'm answering according to the facts," I smiled, and when I saw my mother's maid stopped her voice, she turned a serious face and said to Si Ran who was sullen, "Don't be angry, my mother sent me a few words." Someone came to call you, envy, I don’t see Mother caring about me as much as she cares about you.”
"Both each other, mother and queen are not the same." Si Ran let out a long sigh, just like the teacher who taught in the past, it hurt my stomach ridiculously, Si Ran gave me a look and followed the maid and left.
I was thinking of walking with Si Ran who had just left, but I accidentally caught a glimpse of that lonely figure, curled up in a corner, as if abandoned by the world, so sad, I stopped my pace and stood still. Looking at the thin and small body exposed from the corner.
Sighing, for the first time, I had the idea of making a child happy. I picked a red apricot and took it to the kitchen to clean it. After I took care of it, I went back to the backyard. The child was still in the corner. I walked up to him, handed out apricots under his surprised and vigilant eyes, and smiled with a harmless smile: "Eat it, it's just been washed, it's not dirty."
He looked at me for a long time, and then timidly stretched out his hand to take the apricot. It was only when the red apricot was fed into his mouth that I realized the importance: "Wait, maybe the apricot is a little... uh... sour—"
I said it too late, just look at his wrinkled little face.
I chewed the apricots in my mouth with difficulty, I thought he would spit them out in front of me, but no, I chewed the apricots, and swallowed them, and after swallowing, I shrank back and fell silent in my own world , indifferent.
I coughed dryly twice, calmed down my discomfort, and asked, "What's your name?"
The child raised his eyes, opened his lips, and the word "Feng Yin" came out of his mouth. I was taken aback, the surname is Feng! Royal people? Why haven't I heard of this name before
Out of courtesy, I gave my name: "My name is Feng Ziqing, and your surname is Feng, just like mine. You should be the emperor today, so you should call me Huangshu."
"Uncle Emperor... Feng Ziqing..." Feng Yin opened her small mouth and muttered.
I lightly touched his head with a paper fan, and said solemnly: "Nephew, it should be Uncle Huang, don't make a mistake."
Feng Yin touched her head that I touched with the paper fan with her small hand, stared at me unblinkingly for a long while, and then said two words: "Uncle Huang."
I smiled and nodded, and rubbed my soft-looking black hair by the way.
The desolate atmosphere around Feng Yin is too eye-catching. Either it makes people fearful and disgusting, or makes people feel desolate, or makes people want to find out. Where does this overly desolate atmosphere come from, and I, Seems to fall into that last category.
"Let's go," without even thinking about it, I pulled Fengyin up and said with a smile, "Uncle Huang will take you to see the treasures that mother has collected."
"It hurts..." Feng Yin looked at the arm I was holding, and narrowed her eyes.
"It hurts?" I wondered, followed his pointing, and lifted the sleeve covering my arm, shocked! What happened to these purple seals that were obviously whiplash? !
I frowned: "Is it punished by the concubine?"
Before he finished speaking, he shook his head.
"Someone bullied you?" I guessed, but this guess... a bit unrealistic, a majestic prince, who would dare to bully you? Feng Yin was silent, and I gasped, "Who is so bold?" Maybe I can tell Si Ran's mother, the queen who is in charge of the harem today.
Looking at the silent Feng Yin, I sighed, "Forget it, just don't say it if you don't want to."
Because of his arm, I carefully picked up Feng Yin who didn't respond much, and my heart froze, so light! Then he didn't think about it, and went straight to the place where the mother kept the treasure.
Feng Yin is about six or seven years old, and I reckon that she is five or six years older than him. She is not as naughty and noisy as Feng Yi, nor is she talking and laughing with her peers like other princes. No matter what you do, he will It's so quiet, cold and indifferent, but also cautious. Could it be that he is afraid of being bullied
Baby is indeed a baby, everything is valuable and not like ordinary things, but I feel that mothers who collect these things are too vulgar.
Look at Feng Yin, seeing the things in the room, her black eyes flashed twice, she was very envious, but this expression really shouldn't appear on the face of a prince, Feng Yin pretended to scan these things lightly, and finally stopped It landed on a petite but delicate pacing, and I was amazed by the eyes that were so focused on wanting to get this thing.
I frowned, and my words couldn't help being surprised and contemptuous: "Do you like this swing?" It's something a girl wears! Although Feng Yin looks like a little girl...
After saying that, he moved his black eyes towards me and glanced twice, emotions that I couldn't understand flashed in his narrowed eyes, and after a while, he moved his eyes back to the Bu Yao, and said lightly: "If the mother concubine Dai This one must be beautiful."
It turned out that it was for the mother and concubine, if I didn't say it earlier, I was so scared that my little heart trembled twice.
Without even thinking about it, I took that step to Feng Yin and smiled: "Since you like it, I will give it to you."
Anyway, my mother's tiaras are innumerable, and this one or two are not bad.
He took Bu Yao and was so moved that he couldn't even say a word of thanks.
After playing for a while, I finally smiled when I saw this cold and indifferent prince. To me, all this time was not in vain. Feng Yin smiled very nicely, with a bit of shyness.
Not long after, I heard the maid outside the window saying that the princes from the palace were going back to the palace, but Feng Yin was still here, and my heart was anxious, so I hurried out of the room with Feng Yin in my arms, because Too hasty, accidentally knocked down a few bottles of fine porcelain while running, and heard the cracking sound behind my ears, I wailed in my heart—it's over!
After seeing off Feng Yin, I looked at the wide open door, and the angry mother sitting high in the main hall. Under the cold eyes of others, I consciously went to fetch the family law and knelt on the ground, holding the family law above my head , Unconvinced but convinced, he said: "The child knows his mistake, please punish me." After a pause, "I hope my mother will be angry."
The servant girl took the family law that I held up above my head at the gesture of my mother, and when I walked behind me, there was a burst of beating. I bit my lip tightly in pain, and endured the pain of whipping on my back repeatedly, and my heart couldn't stop for a while. Complain, but without the slightest remorse.
Isn't it just a few broken jars? As for what!
In the end, I was knocked out by the servants ordered by my cruel mother, and I don't know when I was put on the bed.
When I moved my body, I felt a burning pain, and there was a complaint from the top of my head: "Don't move!"