Shi Jiao'e was afraid to see her daughter's indifferent and distant expression, why wasn't Han Xin afraid?

She was stuffed to Uncle Chen by her mother in the war, and she was thrown on horseback with her younger brother, held down to death, and squeezed and bumped all the way......

She struggled in fright, stretched out her hand, trying to grab her mother, she knew that her mother was saving her, but she preferred to stay by her side. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But, her mother didn't want her......

She could only watch, her mother's figure was getting farther and farther away, and it was getting smaller and smaller, and finally her tears blurred and she couldn't see it clearly.

Later, Uncle Chen caught up with his father's carriage, and she and her younger brother were thrown on. She was scared and tried to grab her father, but was kicked down.

She wanted to cry and beg her father to save her mother, but she was kicked out of the carriage again and again. It's just because the father is tired of his brother's crying and thinks that she and his brother are a drag, which will cause the carriage to run slower.

She still remembers that her father was holding a sword, the tip of which was pointed at her and her brother, angrily scolding. I still remember my father's expression, that fierce look, looking at her and my brother, as if I was looking at the enemy who killed my father.

Later, my father explained more than once that he actually loved them and protected them by kicking them out of the carriage at that time. He is the person the Jin army wants to kill, and being with him will only be more dangerous. It's better to be thrown out of the carriage and find a place to hide by yourself, and you have a better chance of surviving.

However, Han Xin will never forget the look of his father who wanted to kill at that time. Therefore, even if he explained many times, she just bowed her head and remained silent.

She didn't trust her father.

Eventually, even her mother began to doubt her.

She even wondered if the mother she remembered really existed. The one who will coax her to sleep, will teach her to read, will play with her, will comb her hair with her own hands, will cook for her, will love her so much, does the mother who loves her really exist?

Or, is it just a dream......

"Xin'er has seen the queen mother!" She said.

This kind of indifferent and detached attitude is not only self-protection for Han Xin, but also a temptation.

"You...... Get up! Shi Jiao'e paused for a long time before finally recovering her voice.

Her mind went blank. Even if she was mentally prepared, seeing her daughter's attitude still stung her and made her breathless in pain.

She wanted to rush down, hug Xin'er, hold her tightly in her arms, and never let go. But she didn't dare.

She was afraid of scaring the child......

Silent.

There was a long silence.

Shi Jiao'e didn't know what to say, and Han Xin didn't know what to say. Both of them cautiously guessed each other's thoughts.

"Xin, Xin'er......" Shi Jiao'e considered her choice of words and asked cautiously, "Do you remember what your name means?" ”

Han Xin's name was given by her, which has a beautiful meaning and carries her best wishes.

Xin means to be happy and rejoice.

Xin'er hopes that her daughter can always be happy, have no sorrow, maintain a joyful mood every day, and live a happy and worry-free life.

However, Han Xin obviously didn't remember.

She looked at Shi Jiao'e blankly, her brows furrowed, trying to remember, but she couldn't think of anything - her name, what does it mean?

"I don't know." Han Xin shook his head.

She really didn't remember at all.

A hint of gloom flashed in Shi Jiao'e's eyes, but she immediately comforted again, "It's okay, I'll remember it later." It doesn't matter if you can't remember it, it's not a big deal anyway. ”

Shi Jiao'e's expression was a little nervous, and even a little flattering. Although she was facing her daughter, she seemed a little overwhelmed.

is also at a loss, as well as Han Xin.

She really doesn't remember much about her mother. There are many memories, even dreams. The mother in the dream was very vague and couldn't remember what she had done, but she remembered that her mother was very gentle and gentle......

"Queen Mother, Xin'er is a little tired and wants to go down and rest." Han Xin didn't dare to look at Shi Jiao'e's eyes, lowered his head and said.

The queen's gaze made her feel very nervous. She was a little scared, a little overwhelmed, and had a particularly strange feeling, as if she couldn't bear it, was reluctant, and her chest was a little suffocated.

Shi Jiao'e's face turned pale, and she pulled the corners of her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

She clenched her fists again, trying to make her expression gentle, and said, "The house is ready, let Wanxi take you there." ”

"Yes, sis!" Wanxi took a step forward.

"Thank you, Queen!" Han Xin said, her expression was a little hesitant, stiffened for a moment, and did not bow again, but clasped her hands, bowed slightly, and performed a simple blessing salute.

Long after Han Xin left, Shi Jiao'e still looked at the direction she left in a daze, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Niangniang, the slave maid likes the princess very much...... Wanru suddenly spoke, and said with some joy, "The princess's demeanor is similar to that of Niangniang!" ”

Although a little alienated, every move, as well as every demeanor, is very similar to Niangniang. It's completely different from the feeling given by the second prince!

"It's ...... Like? Shi Jiao'e subconsciously reached out and touched her face.

Wanru nodded desperately, like a chicken pecking rice, for fear that the master would not believe it.

She really felt that Princess Xin'er was very kind and had no ill will towards the queen. Seeing Princess Xin'er is like seeing Niangniang when she was a child. It's just that she's a little timid, and a little withdrawn, like a little squirrel with its head out of a tree hole......

I can't say what it feels like, but it's not a bad thing.

……

On the other side, Wanxi led Han Xin to the room closer to Shi Jiao'e.

As soon as he pushed the door, Han Xin felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. She looked at the furnishings in the room, and every item was new, but the location of each item, as well as the gauze tent, made her feel very familiar.

In her memory, there is such a gauze tent. It seems that when she sleeps, she always likes to stare at the tassel on the top of the gauze tent, listen to her mother humming a small tune, and then reluctantly close her eyes.

Wasn't that her dream?

Han Xin's nose was sour, and his eyes were a little wet.

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Small Theatre:

A fluffy little milk dog, after accidentally getting lost, was kicked, beaten, and scratched, and finally waited in the pet shelter for the owner who came to find her.

She bowed her head and retreated, not daring to step forward, and even let out a whining cry.

The owner affectionately called her name, took out her favorite food, and kept reassuring her.

She bared her teeth, barked, tentatively approached, again and again, and finally ......

He arched his master's hand with his head, jumped up with his tail wagging, happily spread joy around his master, ran round and round, and carried the leash in his hand and sent it to his master.

This little milk dog is Han Xin......

Ahahahaha!

Does it feel like it?

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