He used to hold her in his arms, stroking the girl's gardenia-scented hair with his broad and slender palms.

"Master?"

Meng Qing was used to his embrace and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Xiao Yan said in a deep voice: "Don't talk, let me hold you for a while, it will be fine after a while..."

She took the initiative to meet her hands, wrapped around his waist, and hugged him tightly.

Such a hug is very reassuring and comfortable.

The light from the sky shines through the window paper and falls on the young girl's fair cheeks, and occasionally the dust can be clearly seen hovering in the air.

After hugging for a long time, Xiao Yan never let go, but Meng Qing's neck was still held high, still a little sore.

She said, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yan opened his hazy eyes, his palms were so intense that he wanted to rub her into his body.

He stared at the jade brick floor, which was as smooth as fake.

"Your majesty, my humble minister...can I tell you a story?"

Meng Qing didn't understand, so, "Okay."

"long, long ago……"

In the spring of the second year of Joan of the Great Jin Dynasty, Empress Pei Tingwan gave birth to the eldest son of the emperor. The Jin emperor was very pleased and named it "Zhuochi", which was taken from "I will say goodbye to the sea water, Zhuolin Qingling pool."

It turned out that Xiao Zhuochi, as the eldest son of the direct emperor, was very much loved. In the palace, he was expected by the emperor of Jin and the empress. For a time, he was unparalleled, and he was designated as the first successor of the Jin Kingdom.

Until the night when Empress Pei was diagnosed as pregnant again, the entire harem reveled in surprise and carnival.

Emperor Jin hugged Empress Pei and said happily: "I already have Zhuochi, and I hope this baby will be a princess."

Empress Pei stroked her flat belly with a motherly look on her face.

"What did the emperor say? It's better to give birth to a princess. If I want to give birth, I will give birth to a little prince for you!"

"Okay, okay, listen to it and give birth if you want, this baby will definitely be another little prince."

Later, Pei Tingwan's belly gradually grew.

She led Xiao Zhuochi, who was only five years old, to play outside the hall, and she called Xiao Zhuochi over to talk.

Pei Tingwan wiped the fine sweat from Xiao Zhuo Chi's face, and said gently, "Zuo Chi, do you want the queen mother to be pregnant with a younger sister or a younger brother?"

Xiao Zhuochi blinked his big eyes, looked at his mother's round belly, smiled, and said in a childish voice, "I want a younger sister, not a younger brother!"

After listening to Xiao Zhuochi's words, Pei Tingwan's face paled instantly.

"Isn't it good for the queen mother to give you a younger brother?"

"But the queen mother, the younger sister is cuter..."

Pei Tingwan's heart sank to the bottom of the sea all of a sudden, and he was completely cold.

She said: "Xiao Zhuochi! Do you think that after having a younger brother, someone will compete with you for the throne, don't you?"

Xiao Zhuochi was frightened and shook his head quickly.

"No, my mother, my son didn't think so..."

"It's clear that you have such a vicious heart at such a young age, what will happen when you grow up? If I give birth to a prince, do you still want to strangle him to death?"

"Empress mother, son-in-law doesn't have one, how could son-in-law kill his younger brother..."

When Pei Tingwan heard him cry, she felt very irritable, so she got up and pushed him away, and went into the hall alone.

The winter of the seventh year of Joan of Arc.

Empress Pei gave birth to the second son of the direct emperor, and the love of the entire Jin royal family, which originally belonged exclusively to Xiao Zhuochi, was abruptly transferred to the second son of the direct emperor.

Although Emperor Jin and Empress Pei didn't pay much attention to him, he still worked hard to fulfill the duties and responsibilities of the eldest son. He reviewed his homework every day, rode horses and shot arrows, and his talents and efforts far surpassed those of his peers. several times that of people.

But Empress Pei was even more ruthless towards him.

She thought that Xiao Zhuochi was trying so hard to compete with his younger brother Xiao Chuji for the limelight, Xiao Zhuochi's hard work was trying his best to keep his position as the future crown prince, and worried that Xiao Chuji would steal his position.

She felt that Xiao Zhuochi didn't need to deliberately guard against them like this, but it was a pity that the child was born a bad breed, and she wanted to teach him, but Xiao Zhuochi ran away every time he saw her, and didn't give her a chance to be a queen mother at all.

Sure enough, she guessed right.

Xiao Zhuochi has already separated from her.

Joan of Arc 12 years.

Emperor Jin decided to select one of several princes to lurk in Chu State, with the intention of overturning Chu State.

After thinking twice, he decided on Xiao Chuji, the second son of the emperor.

As soon as Queen Pei was told about this, she became angry.

"Your Majesty! Chu Ji is only five years old. You let a five-year-old child go to that distant Chu country to work as an undercover agent? Are you crazy?"

Emperor Jin frowned, "I've already thought about this matter, and no one can change it, so it's decided."

Empress Pei broke down and cried, and quickly fell to her knees, begging him to change his mind.

"Your Majesty, my concubine begs you! Chuji is only five years old, and he should go to Zhuochi. Zhuochi is now ten years old. If he goes there, he will surely be able to lay a solid foundation in the state of Chu and live up to the emperor." Your request!"

Emperor Jin's face darkened, and he said: "No! Zhuochi is the eldest son of the emperor, how can he go to Chu to lurk? He is the hope of the future of Jin. If he goes like this, what happens? Who will take the throne in the future? inherit?"

"Without Xiao Zhuochi, there is still Xiao Chuji!"

To wake up the dreamer with one word, after the Emperor Jin thought about it, he really changed his mind and secretly sent Xiao Zhuochi to Tingzhou of Chu State.

Perhaps in his eyes, without an heir, there will be a second, third, and fourth. Which son is not important, as long as there is an heir.

In Empress Pei's eyes, she cared less about Xiao Zhuochi's life and death than anyone else, and only had Xiao Chuji in her eyes.

Her son Xiao Zhuochi, as if he was not her own, was strange and indifferent, selfish and ruthless.

In the winter of the same year.

Xiao Zhuochi did come to Tingzhou, Chu State, and was fostered in a family without children.

The couple were pleasantly surprised when they saw Xiao Zhuochi at first, how could they not like such a beautiful and smart doll.

Occasionally, a hidden guard would monitor, protect and observe him, and would report all his movements to Emperor Jin and Empress Pei.

Xiao Zhuochi was very strange to this couple. After coming to this place, he became more and more taciturn and didn't like to talk.

It was this woman who untied his knot, treated him very well, and called him tenderly.

—— Yaner, come here.

—— Yan'er, come and see what mother made for you, this is Tingzhou's snack "spring rolls", try it.

——Why are you reading again? It’s getting so late, let’s stop reading, okay? Let’s rest first. Even if Yan’er is worthless, your father and I can afford you.

—— Yan'er is a really sensible child, it would be great if he could be born in my womb, then I can take good care of him.How can you say that this child is so taciturn, he is only ten years old, but he lives like an adult, it's really distressing.

——Yeah, I felt sorry for him when I saw it.

After reading the book, Xiao Zhuochi closed it, turned around to look at the woman, and said, "Mother, I want to eat spring rolls."

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