Chapter 2 How Many Idiots Don’t Regret 10 Trust is your fault in the world. It feels so good to wake up early. The leaves are blowing in the wind and the sunlight is as thin as gauze. I stand under the old apricot tree in the courtyard, stretching my arms and kicking my legs to stretch my muscles.
"Ha!" I kicked the old apricot tree, and the leaves that were already about to fall turned into leaves and rained down. The scenery was beautiful for a while, but Su Po who was sweeping the floor suffered a lot.
I think that Princess Xiyuan is not just an empty skin as rumored in the market. I not only have wisdom, but also have skills, and I can hide it perfectly in a low-key manner. When I think of this, my pride is like a tender child breaking through the soil.
The buds have the potential to spread and grow. I am so good and restrained, but I still don’t want to let others live. Alas, it’s true.
I turned around with a slight smile, and then the smile froze on my face.
The prince was sitting on the steps in front of the house, looking at me with wide eyes, "My dear, you can actually dance!"
How ugly are my martial arts training moves... The spoiled prince never knows what euphemism is, I forgive him, "Not only can I perform a great dance, I can also chop bricks and tiles with my bare hands, and crush large rocks with my chest, so generally no one
Dare to offend me." To scare him.
The flesh on the prince's face trembled, and then he asked: "Then can you knock down that tree with your face?"
"..." I lamented resignedly in my heart: the children who grew up in the palace are really unlovable. "It might work with my head, but if I knock it down, how can I eat apricots next year?"
"Oh." He gave up the idea of letting me hit the tree.
-------------------------------------------------- Wait until the sun rises completely
At that time, my mother and I continued to discuss the prince's stay while having dinner.
I said: "How about throwing him at the gate of the palace without anyone noticing, thinking that the captain of the guard must recognize the prince, and then——"
My mother shook her head and said, "No, it's already bad if you bring people out. If you dare to abandon them again, even the Bodhisattva will not be able to save you."
I added: "It's better to secretly send it to Prince Hengyue's palace, and then send someone to the palace to complain. Now they will be blamed."
My mother glared at me, "The prince is the emperor's own flesh and blood, so you are giving me cabbage as a gift?!"
"I can't do it right or left, I'm so upset!" I knocked the bowl and got up to see my brother and the prince eating.
My brother has a quirk. When he eats, he has to go to the side courtyard to eat in front of chickens, ducks, dogs and rabbits. I still haven’t understood the psychology of this. I guess it’s hard to understand the world of children, but I don’t really want to understand.
When I arrived, the prince and Fu Baobao were rushing to eat the pickles. They didn't even eat the delicious food on the table, but only attacked the small plate of appetizing pickles. I was afraid that they would get obsessed with it, so they just picked it up and poured it for the chicken.
(But I won’t eat the chicken.) “Your Highness, do you want to return to the palace?” I asked Chongzhong.
"You finish telling the story first."
How obsessed is he with Sun Wukong? I took a deep breath: "Sun Wukong took out the diamond stick and slapped it, and the village girl died with a cry. He took out the diamond stick again and hit the old lady.
He died with a sound. He waved the stick one last time, and the rest of the grandfather also died, and the world became pure."
The prince frowned, "Are they all dead? Sun Wukong's master didn't blame him for killing him?"
I shook my head, "Sun Wukong is a beast and cruel by nature. His master is used to it."
The prince didn't believe it, "You're talking nonsense!"
Ah, he still has brains. I nodded, "The last sentence was nonsense. I just wanted to test your loyalty to Sun Wukong. In fact, the people Sun Wukong killed were not human beings, but white-bone spirits. But his master believed that
He didn’t ask any more questions, they packed up and went on their way to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.”
"It's over?"
"It's over."
"I don't think it's right."
It seems that I underestimated the prince's IQ, "That's the story. There were no twists and turns all the way. It all depends on the word 'trust'."
The prince looked at me, "What is trust?"
"Trust is your unconditional belief that that person will not harm you. Even if she does the most wrong thing in the world, you will believe that she is right and the world is wrong."
Prince Chongzhong did not ask me why again, but said to me: "My heart, then I trust you."
This child's words almost made me burst into tears. Just now, I wanted to dismiss him as a cabbage, but he said that he believed in me. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I really want to shed a few drops of hot tears like a girl.
Come out to express self-blame - "My heart, are you going to break a boulder with your face?"
"..."
Who could have imagined that many years later, those words from a child would actually become words from a gentleman.
--------------------------(The author has something to say: Don't believe the false rumors about the princess deceiving the prince on his journey to the west. She is purely innocent.
It’s to save trouble, but I don’t understand...)
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