The goose-feather-like snow was falling, and I didn’t know how much I didn’t want to see the birds singing and the flowers smelling. It lasted for three days before it stopped.
The pavilions and pavilions were all covered with a thick layer of snow, but for some reason the clear pond had only a thin layer of ice, and you could even see fish playing in the water.
The palace after the snow was really peaceful, and even the steps of the eunuchs and maids who deliberately walked lightly were particularly clear.
In this extremely quiet snow, a child's laughter seemed extremely clear.
"Here, here." A child about five or six years old puffed out his face that was red from the cold, shook his body wrapped like a dumpling with some difficulty, and waved to a thinly dressed little eunuch.
Behind him were seven or eight palace maids, swaying back and forth with his unsteady steps, protecting him tightly.
Seeing that he was shaking well, he would remind him from time to time: "Prince, be careful if you fall."
The boy smiled even more happily as if he was not afraid. His golden tiger-head shoes had been soaked by the snow, but he was still jumping and making noises. From time to time, he would grab a handful of snowballs and hit the eunuch opposite, or
He picked up a large ball of snow and threw it up to the sky. In time, some of it was left along the collar and stuck to his neck. The boy still smiled greedily, as if he couldn't get enough of it.
"A sneeze." A small sneeze suddenly came from behind the tall pine tree. Because the prince's laughter was too loud, only a little palace maid who looked like a teenager on the side noticed the sneeze hiding behind the tree.
Weak figure.
He was a boy as big as the prince, and his eyebrows were very similar to the prince's. The difference with the prince was that the rosy joints that should have been swollen were sunken. He was only wearing a thin piece of clothing and was hiding behind a tree.
The trembling, thin little hands were red from the cold, and the body was shaking constantly, but those dark eyes were looking at the prince with deep longing.
This must be the disaster star that everyone calls him. The palace maid who was full of sympathy just now looked at his eyebrows and eyes that were similar to the prince's and her expression immediately changed. She walked quickly to the pine tree and waved her hand in disgust.
in the veil.
"Go, go, don't ruin anyone's mood here."
The boy shook his body in fright. Knowing that he was not welcome, he lowered his head and prepared to leave. However, just as he turned around, he heard a high-pitched voice shouting:
"The Emperor has arrived."
The boy's body couldn't help but tremble a few times.
As long as he could remember, the calloused nanny had warned him more than once not to get close to the prince.
Unexpectedly, when he was four years old, he accidentally broke into the prince's bedroom and was kicked to the wall by this tall man surrounded by everyone. It took him several days to breathe normally.
"Mommy, that prince looks similar to me."
"Mommy, Chunju said that I am also a prince, why can the prince call me father but I can't?"
"Mommy, who is my father?"
Every time at this time, the nanny would lower her head, give him a few pieces of candy, touch his eyebrows that resembled those of the prince, and say sincerely: "You just need to remember that you are not a prince, and you have no father. Just remember these.
Already."
Thinking of those sharp eyebrows and that heavy kick, the boy immediately panicked and quickly backed away without thinking.
Unexpectedly, it was snowy and the ground was slippery. He was wearing ordinary shoes. After being soaked in the snow for so long, he had already become stiff. When he was unsteady, his foot slipped and he fell straight down.
Entered the lake covered with a thin layer of ice.
The cold water immediately poured into his nasal cavity, and his whole body could not help but tremble. Fear and fear came together. He stretched out his little hands in a panic, fluttering randomly, and shouted loudly while taking advantage of the ups and downs of his body:
"Help, help."
The voice here immediately attracted the emperor's attention. He held the prince in his arms, took a few steps forward, pointed at an eunuch, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Anzi, go and see who fell into the water.
It's in, come to rescue."
"Yes." The eunuch responded quickly and ran towards the water.
Perhaps because of the snowy weather, the emperor's voice quickly reached the ears of the boy here. The boy splashed the water vigorously with some joy, and for a moment he forgot the old mother's warning: "Father, here we are.
, here.”
The eyebrows and eyes that had been smiling just now suddenly wrinkled, and his voice was cold and emotionless. He held the prince's hand a little tighter and said, "Who is your father, Xiao Anzi, come back."
Who is your father, Xiao Anzi, come back.
The cold words suddenly reached the ears of the child who was full of joy. The words suddenly became colder than the pool of water. The little hands that were still beating around just now hung down weakly. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the body sinking rapidly.
For a second, the sight of the bright-yellow man holding the prince and turning around with a frown came into his eyes.
The gurgling sound of the pool water came to my ears, and my body drooped downwards like a boneless body. The cold pool water instantly penetrated the thin clothes, but what was even colder was the still somewhat ignorant child's heart and face.
The bed instantly became wet, but I couldn't tell whether it was the helpless tears or the biting lake water.