Yingxue and Sheng Nuan returned to the camp together, and were carefully helped off their horses by attendants.
The moment he fainted, what he saw was his father, the cold light in the eyes of Emperor Stephen, who was half-smiling. Then, his whole person fell into darkness completely...
After floating in the darkness for a long time, Yingxue saw his mother again, the woman who always looked at him with disgust and horror.
The screen flashed, and he saw the underground palace of the imperial city again. He accidentally entered the underground palace because he was playing hide-and-seek with his attendants, and then he saw his father.
His father Stephen, who was supposed to be recuperating in the palace, appeared in the underground palace. The man who had always been handsome and powerful had changed his appearance, and his face was covered with old wrinkles.
Yingxue was so frightened that she froze there. Then she saw her father, who had become old, holding down a girl. While moving, he bit the girl's neck and swallowed the blood...
He couldn't remember exactly how he ran out. He only knew that he vomited for a long time after running outside to the garden.
The body tangled with white flowers, the blood stains on the girl's neck and the desperate and numb eyes... He didn't understand what happened, but he knew that he was scared.
He was very scared and subconsciously wanted to find the person he should be closest to, his mother.
However, he understood that he could not get any comfort from his mother... His mother was sometimes sane and sometimes crazy.
When he was awake, he would look at him with painful and horrifying eyes; when he was crazy, he would punch, kick, cry and curse him.
"Monster, you have his blood flowing in your body, you are also a monster, a monster!"
"Haha, disgusting man, monster, disgusting..."
When he was younger, he used to think that his mother thought he was a man and that she wanted a daughter. In order to please her, he even put on a skirt and dressed up as a girl.
However, he did not get the maternal love he expected, but what he got in exchange was even more severe curses and beatings.
"Dirty thing, monster, get out of here...you really make me sick!"
Yingxue knew that she could not get the comfort she wanted from her mother, so in the end, she kept the secret alone.
But, he was really scared...
Drowsily, Yingxue seemed to see his mother again. He saw that she was holding a bloody dagger in her hand.
"No, don't..."
He knows why.
Because during the day, Snow fought with him for a little rabbit.
The rabbit was his, but Snow wanted to snatch it away. Everyone asked him to let go, but he refused, and Snow refused to let go... He was not as strong as Snow, so the moment before the rabbit was snatched away,
, using the sharp dagger to cut the rabbit in half.
At that moment, he saw his mother's look of horror and astonishment. After the horror, there was deep hatred and disgust.
Now, she came to kill him with the dagger he used to kill the rabbit...
Yingxue wanted to escape, but had nowhere to run. She watched helplessly as his mother stabbed the dagger into his chest.
"Monster, you are a monster! Die, monster!"
There were crazy curses in his ears, but there was a stinging pain in his chest, which made his whole body feel like he was being frozen.
He didn't understand why, was it just because he killed a rabbit?
But that rabbit was originally his.
Instead of letting others take away his things, it would be better for him to take care of them himself... Is there anything wrong with this?
"Kill you, you are a monster, you are a monster just like him..."
His mother's sharp voice kept ringing in his ears, and Yingxue quietly looked at the dagger stabbed into his chest.
"It hurts..."
Yingxue, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly murmured.
Sheng Nuan came to play the initially kind and loving stepmother according to the plot. She had a recliner moved to Yingxue's bedside and she was reading some pornographic books about palace secrets.
The little yellow book was tucked into the poetry collection by her. Others didn't pay attention and thought she was reading the poetry collection.
Just when she was watching with great interest, she suddenly heard Yingxue's voice crying out in pain.
Quickly closing the little yellow book, Sheng Nuan sat up straight and looked at the bed. She saw that the eyelashes of the young man on the bed were trembling as if he was about to wake up, and there were still wet tears in the corners of his eyes.
Tsk, what a pitiful little person...
Sheng Nuan held the book in one hand and patted Yingxue's quilt gently with the other hand, as if coaxing a child: "It's okay, it's okay, it won't hurt soon."
As she spoke, she winked at Sophie next to her. Sophie quickly turned around and called the doctor.
Yingxue was floating in the darkness when she suddenly heard a gentle voice.
He couldn't remember who it was, but he felt that voice kept appearing in his ears... accompanying him in the endless dark abyss.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay, the pain will disappear soon..."
The dark abyss slowly receded, and he finally opened his eyes.
The bedroom, which had always been cold and silent, was warm and cozy. He heard the crackling sound of the fire in the fireplace and smelled the smell of milk and cereal.
Slowly turning his head, he saw Queen Ivy, not far from the bed, leaning on the recliner and reading the book in her hand seriously.
Sensing his gaze, Ivy put down her book and looked up, then smiled: "Your Highness is awake."
She put her hand on his forehead to check his temperature: "The fever is gone."
Perhaps it was due to his vulnerability after the injury, at this moment, Yingxue actually felt a bit at ease, but the next moment, realizing his own psychology, he calmly turned his head to avoid the hand on his forehead.
Sheng Nuan didn't care about the young man's alienation. After playing the role of a loving stepmother, she stood up and left. Before leaving, she smiled and told Yingxue to take a good rest.
When Sheng Nuan returned to her palace, she realized that someone was waiting for her.
It's Snow.
What is he here for?
Sheng Nuan felt a little suspicious, so she walked slowly to the living room and saw a blond boy in a white uniform sitting there.
Hearing her footsteps, the young man turned back quickly, then immediately stood up and saluted her: "Greetings to you, my dear queen."
Sheng Nuan nodded: "Excuse me, do you have anything to do with me, Viscount Snow?"
Snow pursed his lips, obviously very nervous but full of hope. He carefully took out the golden dagger he won during the winter hunting, held it in both hands and brought it to Sheng Nuan. His voice was trembling as he looked at her.
"This is the reward I won during the winter hunting. Please allow me to take the liberty of dedicating it to you."
Sheng Nuan raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Give it to me? Why?"
As far as she knew, such prizes could be used by aristocratic young men to show off their half-life glory. She had hurt Snow for Yingxue before, and she thought he would hold a grudge.
Opposite Sheng Nuan, Snow was suddenly stunned.
Why give it to her?
He didn't think about this issue at all before, but he had a strong idea in his mind: He wanted to give her this prize that represented glory.
Now being questioned, Snow was a little confused and inexplicably flustered. After a pause, he whispered: "Because you are the bravest and most beautiful person I have ever seen, Queen, and I want to use this to express my high respect for you.
"
It's strange that a little kid can talk.
Sheng Nuan reached out and took the heavy gold dagger, and then asked Sophie to get a dagger inlaid with gems and give it to Snow: "Thank you Viscount Snow for the gift. I like it very much. I will give this dagger to you. I hope
You are always brave and fearless."
Snow's breathing almost stopped. He took the dagger with trembling fingers and raised his eyes, his eyes shy and hot: "I will definitely not let you down..."
