Why? Why exactly?
It was because she was disobedient and annoyed her father, who wanted to punish her, so she was so indifferent to her mother, right?
Fuying didn't understand, let alone understand, and couldn't help crying. Fortunately, Pei Yan was there to support her: "Your Highness, are you okay?"
The girl sobbed: "It's all me...it's all my fault...I was disobedient and made my father angry. I don't care about my mother."
She was out of breath and spoke intermittently. Pei Yan kept wiping the tears on her cheeks and comforted her softly: "Your Highness, don't worry, I'm here, listening."
The little princess seemed to have found comfort and kept crying: "Three years ago, I, I, while my wet nurse was napping, secretly came to visit my grandma. I provoked my grandma to make a mistake, and my father would get angry!"
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Pei Yan asked: "What's wrong?"
Fuying shivered, her eyes bursting with an indescribable emotion, which seemed to be fear? Then, her almond-shaped eyes were raised timidly, her eyelashes trembling, tears rippling: "Only,
It's just a trivial thing. I believe that my mother didn't do it on purpose..."
But the panic that came from the bones could not be concealed in any way. Hot tears dripped from the bottom of the eyes, flowed down the cheeks and rolled down the slender swan neck, and then disappeared.
Are you avoiding some horrible memories?
That year, Fuying took advantage of her wet nurse's midday nap, disguised herself as a palace maid, lured away the guards of Chonghua Palace, sneaked in, and met her mother as she wished.
When she saw the beautiful and thin woman again, the little girl was so happy that she opened her arms and threw herself into her mother's arms.
She thought that her mother would be very happy to see her, and she would hold her gently, hum sweet songs, and coax her to sleep just like in her dream.
However, when my mother saw that her smile was getting weirder and weirder, even approaching madness, she pinched her neck fiercely, her beautiful eyes filled with hatred.
The little Fuying held her mother tightly with her hands, and her little feet struggled uncontrollably. She wanted to call out "mother", but the hand on her throat became tighter and tighter. She couldn't make a sound, and couldn't even breathe.
Extremely difficult!
The moment before he was about to suffocate, his father rushed in. He held the almost unconscious little girl in his arms like crazy, and anxiously called people in.
The moment before she lost consciousness, Xiao Fuying saw with a pair of distracted and hazy eyes that her father pushed her mother to the ground and scolded her with scarlet eyes. However, this was not her original intention. She wanted to tell her father
, Grandma must not have done it on purpose.
However, there is nothing she can do...
In the past, Xiao Fuying's first memory of her mother was following her father and looking at her from a distance. It was the first time she saw such a beautiful woman. She was pale and pure, and the fairies in the sky were nothing more than that.
That night, she dreamed of her mother. In the dream, her mother smiled so tenderly and hugged her gently. In this way, she no longer envied Pingyang, who could always stay by her mother's side.
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But later, she heard a lot of crazy things, and some people in the palace even said that her mother hated her daughter very much, and was even cruel on the night she was born...
She didn't believe it at first, but since she saw the strong hatred in her mother's eyes when she looked at her, she became confused and simply stopped thinking about the self-deception that she often deceives herself.
Pei Yan didn't dare to ask any more questions. The little princess looked like she had lost her soul. He just looked at it and his heart throbbed with pain, so he quietly supported her and allowed the little princess to
Tears soaked the sleeves of my robe.
Suddenly, an inexplicable cold wind blew, and a figure appeared behind the screen, like a ghost. In such a dark environment, it was extremely scary.
Even Pei Yan was startled. He suddenly protected the little princess behind him, his fingertips lightly touched the cold blade of the spiral concealed weapon in his sleeve, and his whole body tensed up: "Who!"
However, the little princess hiding behind him gently tugged on his sleeves, and her voice was like a cry, slightly hoarse: "Pei Yan, she should be my grandmother."
Pei Yan's heart was pounding, and he glanced at the shadow again uneasily, and said softly: "Your Highness, don't go over there yet, wait for me to check first."
But the girl's hand that tightly grasped his sleeve did not loosen, and she urged urgently: "Pei Yan, please remember to be gentler and lower your voice. My mother-in-law can't stand stimulation and will yell when she meets people.
You must not hurt her."
Pei Yan replied softly: "I understand, Your Highness."
One of the palace pillars was old and tarnished, and even the cinnabar on the top was cracked with dense cracks. A pair of pale hands were grasping tightly, and the long nails were full of cinnabar and red powder from scratching. That was a woman with disheveled hair.
Her messy black hair obscured her facial features, revealing only her empty eyes.
These eyes are beautiful, the pupils are the color of amber, but the divine light is scattered and crazy, just like the eyes of a wary beast, staring straight at you.
Inexplicably, Pei Yan's body trembled. The moment he met these eyes, a strange emotion surged into his heart. A sense of familiarity? Or intimacy? It lingered around him and refused to dissipate for a long time.
He subconsciously looked at the woman in front of him, and there was a strange voice shouting in his heart, which seemed to have the power of a god, making him want to go up, reach out and push back the woman's hair to see what she looked like.
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The next moment, Lan Zhaoyi roared like crazy and rushed forward. She waved her arms randomly, but stopped suddenly the moment before she touched Pei Yan.
When their eyes met, the woman's eyes revealed a hint of doubt in their fierceness. Then, she slowly approached the boy with her cheek, as if she was observing carefully. When the boy's face was clearly reflected in her pupils,
That kind of madness actually subsided time and time again. A little light seemed to gather in his scattered eyes, and he stared at Pei Yan blankly, motionless.
Then, the woman whimpered something indistinctly, and slowly raised a pair of pale and cold hands, gently touching Pei Yan's cheek, stubborn yet gentle.
Pei Yan paused on the spot. He also looked at Lan Zhaoyi motionless. It was strange, it was so strange. The woman in front of him was a madman, a hopeless madman...
However, he didn't feel scared at all. The way he looked at himself changed from surprise to confusion, and then from ecstasy to gentleness and kindness. This kind of tenderness and kindness was just like the way Qi Po looked at him.
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In fact, her eyes are more filled with love than Po Qi's.
This made him feel at ease. He felt at ease in front of a madman who would attack people. He thought that he might be going crazy too!
This chapter has been completed!