On the way to escape, I found a big boss’s mother

Chapter 9 The Eleventh Prince
In the evening, Jinchu was feeding the horses, but Princess Qiyue came.

Yes, her name is Wanyan Qiyue, which is the same as her pen name in Dad's Hua Book. I heard that Dad was forced to die because her pen name offended the eldest princess.

This was the first time the eldest princess came to the stables. The snow-white veil was tightly hidden under her nose. She stood far away, looking at Jin Chu with disgust and the pony that was fed by Jin Chu and was rubbing her affectionately. foal.

Behind the eldest princess was a group of people cheering. The eldest princess pointed at the pony with a soft whip and said in a cold voice: "Kill it!"

Then several guards came forward, holding the reins and holding knives. The little pony noticed something, screamed twice, and looked at Jinchu sadly.

The next second, he raised the knife and dropped it. Warm blood sprayed on Jinchu's body, and the smell of blood spread throughout the stable.

Jinchu didn't move and slowly turned his gaze to the eldest princess.

The eldest princess smiled arrogantly and arrogantly: "Wild girl, you were abandoned since you were a child. Your adoptive parents didn't want you. Chu Li also died because of you. Now, you can't even protect a horse!"

"Do you know why the people and animals close to you don't end up well?"

The eldest princess flicked a beautiful whip: "You are a disaster star, and you are born with endless suffering, but I am different. I am a destined phoenix girl, born with endless glory and wealth. Your life is better than this horse's. The horse needs to be humbled!"

"I promised him not to kill you, but you can only be a slave for the rest of your life!"

Jinchu frowned and tilted his head.

She didn't know how she had offended the eldest princess. The eldest princess also had purple luck on her head, but most of the luck was gray, which represented a poor life.

Jinchu's face was stained with horse blood, his lips were pursed, and his eyes were blank. He looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

"Eldest Princess, she is just a little mute, why do you bother to vent your anger on her?" Grandma Gu came over after hearing the news, smiling with her face.

"Keep an eye on her. If something goes wrong, you are the only one asking!"

"Yes, princess."

The person in charge of delivering meals to Jinchu was Aunt Gu, the old man in the palace who brought Jinchu into the palace and met Chu Li.

Aunt Gu did not allow Jinchu to leave the stable, but Jinchu secretly ran to the imperial garden by mistake.

That was the first time she met the Eleventh Prince. The Eleventh Prince was the emperor's youngest son. At the age of eight, he was leaning on the covered bridge feeding fish. He was wrapped in a fox fur as white as snow and followed by a large group of servants.

That was also the first time the Eleventh Prince saw Jinchu. Across a bridge, he raised his fingertips and tapped: "Who is that?"

The servants looked disgusted: "You are a horse feeder. Prince Eleven, please stop looking at me. I have stained your eyes."

They hugged the eleventh prince and left with a cheer. Even the swaying wind was warm. Jin Chu lowered his eyes and looked at the hands covered with frostbite and the shoes with exposed toes.

"Dad, Jinchu will definitely not die!"

In the evening, people came to the stable again. A palace maid, wearing gold and silver, had Jin Chu tied to the bench with her arms akimbo. Jin Chu recognized her as the maid next to the eldest princess. She was servile and servile to the eldest princess, but at this moment she was domineering. He pointed at Jin Chu’s nose and cursed:
"You bastard, who allowed you to go to the imperial garden and surprise the eleventh prince? I think you are tired of living!"

After scolding, Jinchu was given twenty blows, and Jinchu fainted on the seventh blow.

When she woke up again, she was lying on the bed covered in blood. Aunt Gu was crying next to her. When she saw Jin Chu opening his eyes, she wiped them with her sleeves in embarrassment.

"The strong wind has blinded you. You girl, you deserve to be beaten!"

The disease was so severe that Jinchu had a high fever that night and fell into a coma. It took him half a month to recover.

Jin Chu curled up in the stiff quilt. When Grandma Gu delivered the meal, she said with cold eyes that she should exercise and wait until her body warmed up.

Jinchu was so ill that his breath was weak and he couldn't even drink the medicine. Aunt Gu said in a harsh tone that your life was bought by your father. If you die, your father will never forgive you even if he is a ghost!

Jinchu knew that Nanny Gu must know her father and wanted to treat her well, but she could only use this method.However, when she is completely recovered, she will no longer see the luck of others.

There are many half-grown children in the palace who have been working in the palace since they were young. They often stand not far from Jinchu, watching her silently fetching water, feeding the horses, and then throwing stones at her.

"Little mute, you really can't speak?"

"Will you cry?"

"Little mute, your mother doesn't want you anymore. Your father offended the eldest princess and died. How come he doesn't see you crying?"

"I know, they say that the little mute is a disaster star. He is born with a low life, has a cold nature, and cannot cry."

"..."

Later, under unknown instructions from someone, they began to boldly approach Jinchu and make trouble around her, kicking things over, getting horse grass wet, and even pouring horse feed into Jinchu's bowl while she was eating. inside.

They admired Jinchu's embarrassed posture and laughed.

On New Year's Eve, the palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, full of joy, and even the air was filled with fragrance.

Jinchu sat hugging her knees outside the stable, the cold wind blowing on her thin clothes. When the wind blew, the bare branches of the old willow tree in the yard twisted hard. Jinchu looked at the colorful fireworks in the sky and shed tears.

A boy jumped in through the gap in the courtyard wall.

"Hey, are you going to cry?"

"I'm not crying!" Jinchu wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

The boy has a red mouth, a hilly nose, a pink baby face, a pair of beautiful fox eyes, and is wrapped in a white fox fur.

The boy's eyes flashed with surprise and he circled around Jin Chu.

"So you can talk."

Jinchu stood up and bit her lip. She recognized this child. It was said that the eleventh prince was the emperor's favorite son. He had the same father and mother as the eldest princess.

"I don't believe what they say," the Eleventh Prince lowered his voice: "Here you go, congratulations on turning one year older!"

The eleventh prince took out an oil paper bag from his arms, took off a purse from his waist, quickly stuffed it into Jin Chu's hand, showed her his white teeth, and then climbed over the wall and left.

Jinchu opened the oil paper bag and found a chicken drumstick inside!
Two tears fell on the chicken legs. Jinchu hadn't eaten chicken legs for a long time.

There is some joy, some bitterness, some grievance, and more of an unspeakable complexity.

Jinchu closed the door and ate the still-steaming chicken legs. He was satisfied and then began to look at the purse. The purse was embroidered by an unknown person. It was extremely delicate, except for two drops of black ink stains on it.

Jinchu remembered that her father often used vinegar to remove ink stains. She was bored by being kept in a stable all day long, so she wanted to give it a try on a whim.

When Grandma Gu came to deliver the meal, she begged her to bring some vinegar next time. Grandma Gu was so cruel that she brought a small bottle of vinegar the next day.

Jinchu opened his purse and poured out the spices. Among the spices scattered on the table, there was a small rolled up strip of cloth.

Jinchu was curious and unfolded the cloth, only to see a few words written on it: "When the mountain flowers are romantic."

"Daddy!"

Jinchu stood up suddenly and held the small piece of cloth tightly in his hand.

(End of this chapter)