She is not a person who likes to help others enthusiastically, of course, that is an exception.
However, she was still moved by the little boy in front of her.
The look on his face as he handed over the candy was as if he was handing over the whole world he owned, hoping to get Su Hen's help in exchange.
"Sister, can you?"
The little boy asked softly again.
"Well, let me take a look, but I'm not a doctor, so I can't guarantee whether I can help."
Su Hen reached out and took the handful of candies from his hand, then put them into his trouser pocket, "Then I'll accept your deposit first."
The little boy licked his lips, nodded, and reached out to hold her hand.
Being held by his soft little hand, Su Hen had a wonderful feeling, thinking of her eighth emperor brother.
The Eighth Emperor was also so young at that time. I don't know why, but he liked her very much and always loved 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.
Royal sister.
In fact, the eighth emperor brother is the smartest child. He 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. He has a photographic memory. Therefore, he is often praised as a child prodigy by his mother, emperor, and empress.
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But this little prodigy liked to play with her, a recognized loser, so much. I wonder if he was too smart, which led him to recognize her pretending to be stupid.
However, this is not actually the case.
He often said to her seriously, "Sister Huang, when I grow up, I will protect you well so that you will not be bullied!"
Every time she heard his childish voice yet very manly declaration, she was very moved.
However, she couldn't express her love for him. Every time she got attached to his initiative, she would always treat him indifferently and then push him away, saying that she didn't like him.
She doesn't want to have a relationship with any of her siblings.
The deeper the relationship, the greater the pain it will bear in the future.
But no matter what, she eventually fell deeply in love with her Eighth Emperor brother, and would occasionally take the hand he stretched out to her and hold him.
His hands are tender, soft and comfortable.
Just like the hands of the little boy in front of me.
Of course, what she had to worry about eventually happened.
On the night of the eighth emperor's sixth birthday, he was found drowned in the lotus pond in the imperial garden.
Looking at her brother who was salvaged and his whole body was swollen, her whole blood ran cold and she could hardly breathe.
From now on, she would never be able to hear him sweetly call her "Emperor Sister" again.
He can no longer eat the snacks he secretly brought and the Queen Mother rewarded him because of his cleverness and cuteness.
I can no longer hold his soft little hand and wander secretly on 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 party, he looked like a kid and read out a poem in a childish voice: One day when the dragon comes to the water, I want the water of the Yangtze River to flow back; one day when the tiger returns to the mountain, I want to stain half of the mountain with blood.
At that time, her heart sank with a thump, and she hurriedly looked at the Queen Mother and the Princess.
The Queen Mother's eyes turned cold. As for the Princess, although her smile was as bright as a spring flower, the veins on the back of her hand holding the wine glass popped out slightly.
The Eighth Emperor Brother is about to play.
She looked at his face shaking his head so cutely with sadness, and her heart ached like a thorn.
No matter how smart the eighth emperor brother is, he is only a 16-year-old child. How can he understand the cruelty and power of this?
I don’t know who wanted to kill him 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 write.
"Yes, you have a big heart!"
The Queen Mother commented aloud.
The smile on the princess's face became deeper, but her eyes were gloomy and uncertain.
Su Hen knows her best.
Whenever she looks like this, it's the time when murderous intent suddenly arises.
After the birthday party, she wanted to find the Eighth Emperor Brother and ask him to play with her tonight.
However, she was a step late and couldn't find anyone despite searching.
The ominous premonition in my heart became stronger.
Unexpectedly, I actually saw him drowning in the lotus pond the next day.
The concubine couldn't keep him for one more day.
"A true beauty is ill-fated, but God is jealous of a prodigy. My poor Eighth Emperor brother, you haven't realized your ambition to reverse the flow of the Yangtze River. You just left like this. Why don't you let me, sister, feel sad?"
The princess looked at the body of the eighth emperor brother and said with a sad expression on purpose, and she said it loudly so that all the brothers and sisters present could hear it clearly.
A stupid person would think that she was really feeling sorry for her brother's death.
Only those who are exquisite will understand that she is trying to kill the chicken and scare the monkey, and deliberately warns anyone who wants to compete with her for the throne that they will die badly.
Su Hen clenched his fists, then loosened them, turned around and left silently, with tears streaming down his face as he walked.
Returning to the palace, she cried uncontrollably for the first time, for her poor Eighth Emperor brother, and for her cruel family ties.
Xiao has been standing by, watching her cry, and then said to her, "What do you want to protect, what do you want to change, there is only one prerequisite, and that is to make yourself extremely powerful. Until you have no power, you can only cry.
and bleeding.”
Yes!
Before her own power could not overwhelm the princess, she really could do nothing but shed tears and bleed. She could not even protect her beloved brother.
"My lord, no matter what happens, I will be the strongest shield behind you!"
Xiao looked at her and said, "Don't worry and do what you should do."
"Um."
Xiao's words made her heart become stronger.
Yes, no matter what happens at any time, as long as she looks back, she can see him!
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"Sister, I will take you to find my grandpa."
The sweet and crisp voice of the little boy pulled Su Hen out of remembering the Eighth Emperor.
She blinked her eyes and retracted the tears that were about to overflow from her eyes because of the memory. She smiled and followed the little boy to another carriage.
This carriage is a luxury sleeper carriage.
It's not as noisy as the carriage I'm in, and there's no weird smell.
Everyone is either lying on the bed, or sitting quietly doing their own things, listening to music and reading, or surfing the Internet and playing on their mobile phones.
"Xiaodong, where did you go?"
A nice male voice with a very authentic Beijing accent rang out, asking somewhat angrily.
Su Hen looked over.
It was a boy about the same age as himself, very energetic, at least 1.9 meters tall, wearing a red football uniform, with slightly naturally curly hair, and good facial features, but his face looked like that
His expression seemed a bit incompatible with his tall attire, with a bit of simplicity and childishness, and his small, single-lidded eyes shone with innocence.