She was thirteen years old when she first saw Jiu Fu, a little white ball wrapped in the quilt in the middle of winter.
Compared with Jiuli who skillfully held the baby in her arms, she didn't even dare to reach out and didn't even hold the baby once until she left home.
As for how close she was, she didn't actually feel it. She just knew that she had an extra brother. This child had the same blood as hers, so when she came home again, there was an extra gift in the gift, which was nothing special.
It means that it is human nature.
But when she got home and took out the small windmill that the shop owner had picked out at the street market, which was suitable for babies to play with, the child, who could already be dragged by the palace maid to stumble a few steps, rushed over to her and salivated all over her.
His face looked a little panicked and a little inexplicably soft.
This is her brother.
In fact, they didn't spend much time together, but it was probably because he was too young and would not stare at her and lecture her like his elder sister, but obeyed with great admiration. She and Jiufang could play together at home.
It was really fun, climbing trees and walls to dig out bird's nests, scooping mud from the lake, wrapping the captured birds and roasting them to eat, and hiding from the Jiuli who were chasing them everywhere.
She was not like a sister. When her parents were gone and she came to Prince Huai's Mansion, she did not comfort the child who was suddenly confused by the situation.
She would still play with him, tell him stories to catch fish, or scold him, and even beat him, because when Jiu Fang was older, he was no longer the child who could not run fast. He could also climb mountains, trees, and lakes to catch fish.
One time, I was brave enough to secretly go fishing by myself and almost slipped into the lake.
"Why are you beating him? He didn't learn this from you." Jiuli scolded her angrily, hugging Jiu Fu who was crying.
"Why should he learn these things? This is not what he wants to learn." She was also very angry.
"What else can he learn?" Jiuli said.
She also didn’t know that Jiu Fang couldn’t learn well, and Jiu Fang couldn’t learn bad things. She didn’t know what Jiu Fang should learn and how he should learn to live well.
But she definitely didn't want Jiufang to learn like this.
He raised his hand and cursed at a person who was trying to save his life without any ill intentions.
Her Jiu Fu is definitely not like this.
Jiuyi was still cursing heartily and raised the fishing rod in his hand again.
I don't know if it's because there's no one around, or because he's been so angry in the past two years.
This anger was hidden and condoned by Mr. Gu and Lu Yunqi.
Miss Jun stretched out her hand to hold the fishing rod.
Jiufang pulled hard several times but failed to pull it back, and his expression became even more furious.
"Let go!" he screamed.
"Why did you hit me and scold me?" Miss Jun looked at him and said.
"Do I need a reason to beat you and scold you?" Jiufang shouted. He tried hard to get the fishing rod back, but the girl in front of him, who looked skinny and a few years older than him, was actually very strong.
The fishing rod in her hand didn't move at all.
Jiuyi became even more irritable, so he simply threw away his fishing rod and looked around. When he saw a small table placed beside him, he bent down and was about to grab it, but someone moved faster than him.
Before his hand even touched the case, a hand had already grabbed his back and lifted him up.
He is eight years old this year. Although he lost a lot of weight due to illness in the past period, this is the first time he has been picked up by a girl like this.
In fact, no one has ever been able to lift him like this.
No, there was a person who picked him up like this.
Jiuyi was in a daze for a moment, and even forgot about being frightened and angry.
At that time, he was sticking out his butt and bending over to pull up the net cast in the lake. I don't know if it was because the net was entangled in the stones in the lake, or because it caught many fish, but the net that sank into the lake did not move at all.
When his feet slipped and he fell into the lake, a hand picked him up.
"You brat! You want to die!" a female voice shouted in her ear.
Before he could call out to his second sister, he was slapped hard on his buttocks.
He is the eldest son of the prince, he is the grandson of the emperor, he will be the emperor in the future, he has the most noble bloodline in the world, and no one has ever beaten him in his life.
The beating was so hard that there was a loud sound when the palm slapped the flesh, and the burning pain spread out, one after another.
Jiuyi thought quickly and woke up from his trance.
This is not a memory, this is real.
"You brat! You want to die!" the female voice shouted.
The sound was unfamiliar, but the movements were not. A palm hit him hard on the buttocks, again and again.
It's not like Jiuyi has never touched women's hands. His food and clothing are all taken care of by the palace ladies. The hands of those palace ladies are soft and delicate. Whether they are dressing him or washing him, they are like a ball of cotton.
But now the slap on his butt and the hand grabbing his back didn't look like a girl's hand at all.
It was like an iron palm, like an iron hook, hooked on his body and unable to free himself, and what was hit was not his buttocks, but sandbags or wooden stakes.
The pain finally tore through Jiu Fu's sluggishness, and he let out a scream.
"You bitch..."
But just as he raised his voice, the palms that landed on his butt were harder and faster, and the snapping sound drowned out his shouts.
"You..."
"Bitch.."
The faster he shouted, the faster and harder the slaps fell from behind him.
Finally this time, the curse on his lips started to turn into tears.
Once I cry, I can't stop crying anymore.
Jiufang cried loudly. For a child, crying can vent anger and relieve pain.
After all, he is just an eight-year-old child.
The cry was loud, and the slaps falling behind her gradually slowed down until they stopped.
He was placed on the ground.
Jiuyi did not jump up, but lay on the ground crying.
"Why are you swearing?" Miss Jun looked at him and said.
Jiu Fang cried so hard that she was out of breath.
"I am willing to scold others, but it doesn't matter what your business is." he cried.
At least I didn't call him a bitch anymore.
He's not that spineless, Miss Jun wanted to laugh a little.
"Of course you can curse, but you have to distinguish who can curse and who cannot." She said, "Why did you curse me?"
Jiuyi raised his head, his face filled with tears and his expression was angry.
"You, you seduced people! You forced my sister!" he shouted, "You forced my sister to write a letter asking you to come in."
As he spoke, he cried again, with anger and despair in his cry.
"You bully your sister, you bully my sister."
Miss Jun was stunned, her nose was astringent, and tears almost came out.
Is it because of this?
And angry at the same time.
They actually told Jiu Fu such things.
They never told him about the interesting and wonderful things that happened in the outside world. They isolated him here and let him live and die like withered grass. But at this time, they told him such words that were humiliating to his only relative.
, making him angry, helpless and desperate.
Miss Jun looked around. If someone appeared in her sight at this time, she would definitely beat him up and question him without hesitation.
Although Lu Yunqi left with the royal guards, the eunuch who led the way disappeared. Mr. Gu also disappeared when he went to find someone.
But there is nothing that no one knows about in Prince Huai's Mansion. Who knows how many eyes are watching secretly.
Originally, she hit Jiu Fu out of impulse, but now after listening to Jiu Fu's words, she felt that she had every reason to find someone to hit him again.
Lu Yunqi couldn't be killed because it was normal and reasonable to beat him up after hearing such humiliating rumors.
But what disappointed her was that no one showed up despite such a big fuss, and the lake seemed to be isolated.
Perhaps this is also Lu Yunqi's attitude.
Let her make trouble as she pleases.
So what does her brother mean to him? Miss Jun was a little angry and laughed at herself. Of course her brother meant nothing to Lu Yunqi.
Jiuyi was still lying on the ground crying.
Miss Jun slowly knelt down, reached out and patted his head.