Queen in modern times

Chapter 342 Finding a Way (3)

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"Uh?"

Su Hen hesitated a bit.

She is not a person who likes to help others enthusiastically, of course, that is an exception by the way.

However, she was still moved by the little boy in front of her.

His expression of handing over the holding candy was like handing over the whole world he owned, and then he hoped that he could get Su Hen's help in exchange.

"Sister, okay?"

The little boy asked softly again.

"Well, I'll take a look, but I'm not a doctor, so I can't guarantee if I can help."

Su Hen reached out and took the holding candy from his hand, and put it in his trouser pocket, "Then I will accept your deposit first."

The little boy licked his lips, nodded, and reached out to take her hand.

Being held by his soft little hand, Su Hen had a wonderful feeling, thinking of her Eighth Emperor Brother.

At that time, the eighth brother was also so young. I don't know why, but he liked her very much, and always liked to play with her. When others called her a fool, he would protect her, saying that she was the smartest and most beautiful in his heart. Queen.

In fact, the eighth emperor is the smart child who can recite poems and tell stories at the age of three. At the age of five, he has already mastered things that others can only master at the age of ten. .

But this little child prodigy, likes to play with her, who is recognized as a good-for-nothing, so much. I don't know if he is too smart, which caused him to recognize her stupidity.

However, this is not the case.

He often said to her very seriously, "Sister Huang, when I grow up, I will definitely protect you so that you will not be bullied!"

Whenever she heard his immature voice, but very manly declaration, she was very moved.

However, she can't express her love for him, and every time she sticks to his initiative, she always treats him indifferently, and then pushes him away, saying that she doesn't like him.

She doesn't want a relationship with any of her siblings.

The deeper the relationship, the greater the pain that will be borne in the future.

But no matter what, in the end, she still deeply fell in love with her eighth younger brother, and would occasionally take his hand that was reaching out to her, and hold him.

His hands are tender, soft and comfortable.

Just like the hand of the little boy in front of him.

Of course, what she was worried about finally happened.

On the night of the eighth emperor's sixth birthday, someone found him drowning in the lotus pond in the imperial garden.

Looking at the younger brother who was salvaged and his body was swollen, her whole blood froze and she could barely breathe.

From now on, she can no longer hear him sweetly calling her sister Huang.

I can no longer eat the snacks that he secretly brought, and the empress rewarded him because of his cleverness and cuteness.

I can no longer hold his soft little hand and sneak around in the street...

He was only six years old, and he became a victim of this cruel palace struggle.

Because on the day of his birthday banquet, he read out a poem with a childish voice like a kid: one day the dragon will get the water, and I want the Yangtze River to flow backwards;

At that time, her heart sank with a thud, and she hurriedly looked at the empress and the empress.

The Queen Mother's eyes turned cold, and as for the Empress Dowager, although her face was smiling brightly like a spring flower, the veins on the back of the hand holding the wine glass burst slightly.

Brother Eight is about to play.

She looked sadly at his lovely face shaking his head, and her heart ached.

No matter how clever Eight Emperor Brother is, he is only a sixteen-year-old child. How could he understand the cruelty and power of this?
I don't know who wanted to kill him so much and taught him to read such a poem. ,

She had never heard of this poem, but she felt that it should not be something a six-year-old child could compose.

"That's right, you have a big heart!"

The Empress made a comment.

The smile on the prince's face deepened, but her eyes were gloomy.

Su Hen knew her best.

Whenever she looks like this, it is time to kill suddenly.

After the birthday banquet, she wanted to find Brother Eighth Emperor and ask him to play with her tonight.

It's just that she was one step too late and couldn't find anyone after searching all over.

The ominous premonition in my heart became stronger.

Unexpectedly, the next day I really saw him drowning in the lotus pond.

The princess couldn't stay with him for one more day.

"The beauty of the real water is unlucky, the heavens are jealous of the geniuses, my poor eighth brother, you haven't realized your great ambition of turning the Yangtze River back, so you just left, why don't you make my sister and me feel sad?"

Looking at the dead body of the eighth emperor, the princess said deliberately with a sad face, and spoke very loudly, so that all the brothers and sisters present could hear clearly.

Stupid people thought she was really sorry for her brother's death.

Only those who are exquisite and transparent will know that she is killing chickens and scaring monkeys, deliberately warning anyone who wants to compete with her for the throne, they will die badly.

Su Hen clenched his fist tightly, then let go, turned around and left silently, as he walked, his face was full of tears.

Back at the palace, she cried bitterly for the first time, for her poor eighth emperor brother, for her cruel kinship.

Xiao has been by the side, watching her cry, and then said to her, "There is only one prerequisite for what you want to protect and change, and that is to make yourself extremely powerful. Before you have no strength, you can only cry and bled."

Yes!

Before her strength could overwhelm the empress dowager, she really could do nothing but shed tears and blood, not even protect her beloved younger brother.

"My lord, no matter what happens, I will be the strongest shield behind you!"

Xiao looked at her and said, "You can rest assured to do what you should do."

"Ah."

Xiao's words made her heart stronger.

Yes, no matter when or what happens, as long as she turns around, she can see him!
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"Sister, I'll take you to find my grandpa."

The sweet and crisp voice of the little boy pulled Su Hen out of his memory of the Eighth Emperor.

She blinked her eyes, shrunk back the tears that were about to overflow from her eye sockets because of the memories, smiled, and followed the little boy to another carriage.

This car is a deluxe sleeper car.

It's not as noisy as the carriage I'm in, and it doesn't have all kinds of strange smells.

Everyone is either lying on the bed, or sitting quietly doing their own things, listening to songs and reading books, or playing mobile phones online.

"Xiaodong, where did you go?"

A pleasant male voice with a very authentic Beijing accent rang out, asking somewhat angrily.

Su Hen looked over.

It was a boy about his own age, very energetic, at least 1.9 meters tall, wearing a red ball uniform, with slightly curly hair, and good facial features. However, it seemed that his face His expression seemed to be a bit inconsistent with his tall clothes, with a bit of simplicity and childishness, the small eyes under the single eyelids, shining with the innocence of no city.

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