When Bai Qi woke up, he found himself lying on a warm big bed, the bedding under his body was incredibly soft, there were beautiful wood carvings on the top of the bed, and the sunlight poured in from the wide and bright door, which became blurred in the curling smoke, and he inhaled carefully, and there was the aroma of sinking water. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Is he really dead?

Bai Qi's heart suddenly became relaxed, and he had to spit out the turbidity that had been suffocating in his heart for days, he thought that he had finally failed, and he did not survive the difficult and difficult days, but he was a little happy in his heart.

"Are you awake?" There was a clean voice.

Bai Qi turned his head slightly, and saw a young man coming out of the sun, wearing a moon-white robe, his face was shaken by the sunlight so that he couldn't see clearly.

"Daddy......." Bai Qian couldn't help but murmur.

"You've mistaken someone." The young man in white frowned. He didn't look at the confused child on the bed, walked straight to the table, poured the warm decoction into the tea bowl, carefully held it, sat on the edge of the bed with his robe, and brought the bowl to Bai Qi and said, "Drink it."

Bai Qi looked at the bowl of turbid dark brown decoction with some hesitation, and said aggrievedly: "When a person dies, do you want to drink medicine?"

"You can try to die, but for now, in order not to let you die, you'd better drink the medicine."

"Ah, I'm not dead, am I?" Bai Qi exclaimed.

"Am I that like a dead man?" Bai Su frowned, looked down at himself, although he was white, there was still a gap between him and the dead.

"No, no, no......." Bai Qian lowered his head, a little lost: "You are not like ........" He said, going to pick up the tea bowl in Bai Su's hand, but exclaimed when his fingertips touched the tea bowl: "Hot!"

"Is it hot?" The skin of Bai Su only touches the warmth, and does not feel hot.

"It's not hot."

"Yes......." Bai Qi hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to try, but he was scalded again, and the teacup seemed to bite, burning his hand to burn.

Bai Su saw that he reacted so much, and put his lips on the decoction and tried it, and he was even more surprised, it was not hot, and even after tossing for a while, the medicine was a little cold.

He frowned, the child in front of him, I'm afraid that because he was afraid of hardship, he didn't eat it.

Bai Qian's eyes quietly turned red when she saw Bai Su testing the heat with her lips. I think his mother also tested the temperature like this when he fed him medicine. He looked down at the shriveled blisters in his palms, he thought that no one in the world would test the temperature before handing him something, would his father and mother cry when they saw his hands? Would you say that you have persevered for so long, are you really brave?

Bai Su saw that the child was shouting hot again and again, and he was a little helpless. He has never coaxed a child to take medicine, he himself was coaxed when he was a child, he drank a big bowl with his eyes closed, and he was not allowed to cry or cry. Bai Wei drank the medicine, surrounded by a hundred and ten slaves, and the medicine was already sweet, and there were plates of honey next to it.........

He sighed, put the decoction on the head of the bed and said, "If you don't want to drink it, forget it." With that, he was going to get up and leave.

"Wait a minute!" Bai Qi said magnificently: "This son ......."

Bai Su turned his head and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It turns out that you don't recognize me?"

"I'm Bai Su, your half-brother."

It turns out that he is Bai Su, is he my brother.....

"Young Master Bai......." Bai Qi hesitated.

"Do you usually call yourself Young Master Bai?" Bai Su shook his head helplessly, feeling that he couldn't communicate with such a five-year-old child: "I'm your brother, you can call me big brother." Don't call me Young Master Bai, you are my younger brother, not a descendant of this Bai Mansion. ”

"Big brother......" Bai Su squirmed his mouth, his eyes looked at him nervously through the broken hair on his forehead, as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong?" Bai Su blurted out a question, and after asking, he felt that his tone was too blunt and a little annoyed. Eased his mood, sat back on the edge of the bed, reached out to pry the broken hair in front of the child's forehead, rubbed it gently, and asked in a gentle tone, "Qian'er, what do you want to say?"

When Bai Qian heard the word "Qian'er", it was as if the moonlight had broken in his heart, and the pieces of shining light illuminated every part of his young heart. It was as if someone had opened his shackles, pulled him out of the mud and kissed him tenderly on the forehead.

"You can ......." Bai Qian raised his little head expectantly, looked at Bai Su's dark pupils, bowed his head in a hurry, and twisted: "....... Can you feed me......"

Bai Su looked at the low-hanging hairy little head, the scarred cheeks, and the dimples that loomed when he pursed his lips, was stunned for a moment, and said gently: "Of course you can."

He picked up the decoction: "This medicine is cold, I'll go and heat it up."

"No, no!" Bai Qi hurriedly grabbed the corner of Bai Su's clothes, and hurriedly spread it out: "No need....... I don't like hot ........ Such...... It's a great ........."

Bai Su listened, no longer held him back, took the bowl, and fed it to Bai Qi's mouth spoonful by spoonful, watching the boy drink tremblingly, his little face wrinkled.

Bai Su thought he was cute, and secretly smiled when he closed his eyes, but his hands did not stop, spoonful after spoonful, he fed the bitter decoction medicine to the bottom of the bowl, and then pinched the child's face without much meat, and ordered: "Now, start crying."

"Huh? ......." Bai Ji hesitated, thinking that he had misheard.

"This kid, why is his reaction always half a beat slow." Bai Su pursed his lips and gently tapped Bai Qi's forehead with his knuckles: "Let you cry!" Crying, won't you? ”

"Bai Qi doesn't cry." The child lowered his head, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

He swore that he would not cry casually, let alone cry to the people of the Bai family.

Suddenly, he was pulled into a chest that was not very broad, and a warm hand was placed on top of his head, gently patting it like a small animal. His face was pressed against Bai Su's chest, listening to Bai Su's low heartbeat.

"Cry." It's still the same clean voice: "There's no one else here, no one can see you cry."

Tears really flowed out like this. From one drop to two drops, his eyes became blurry, but he still stubbornly closed his mouth, and his suppressed whimpering was distressing to hear.

"Cry out loud." The hand above his head stopped, and Bai Su's unmistakable voice came.

Bai Qi really cried, from whimpering to crying, as if it was just a moment, grabbing Bai Su's clothes, crying so much that she couldn't stop choking, and her face turned red and she couldn't breathe.

Bai Su was a little panicked, he knew that Bai Qi was wronged, but he didn't expect this little child to be wronged to this extent, he kept patting the child's back and coaxing him: "Okay, okay, my brother is here, my brother is here." As if he was dealing with a baby, he let Bai Ji rub his snot and tears against him, and hesitated: "You, do you want to eat sugar?"

"Hmm........" Bai Qian rubbed her crying red eyes, nodded, and twitched her little shoulders. Bai Su smiled slightly, took out a piece of honey like a trick, stuffed it into Bai Qi's mouth, and coaxed him: "This is not bitter."

"It's not bitter." Bai Qi nodded.

Bai Su saw that Bai Qian's hands were black and dirty, and decided to wash his hands. He rolled up his sleeves, looked at the snot and tears on his chest, smiled helplessly, and filled the wooden basin with mixed warm water, these things he always did by himself in the palace, but he was skilled.

He put the water on the stool and beckoned to the child on the bed, "Come, I'll wash your hands."

He took Bai Qi's dirty little hand and put all four hands into the warm water together. Bai Qi shook in pain, and wanted to pull his injured hand out of the water, but Bai Su held it down and shouted, "Don't move."

"Oh......." Bai Ji hung his head. But his hand hurts, it hurts too much, Rao is Bai Su gently rubbed him, Bai Qi still hissed in pain, Bai Su was inexplicably a little distressed, and asked, "How did you get this hand?"

"I accidentally ........ it myself" Bai Qian didn't dare to say that Bai Wei made it, and whispered.

"Be careful later." Bai Su frowned, the water had already been changed in two basins, and the one that was spilled before had completely turned into black water, and this third basin was blood water.

Bai Su knew that he was in pain, but he could only be ruthless to wash Bai Qi's hands inside and out, and if he didn't wash them and then apply medicine, this hand would fester.

Wash it well, apply medicine again, and wrap your hands with a white cloth. Bai Qi broke out in a cold sweat, tears began to roll in his eyes again, and Bai Su "snapped" and flicked Bai Qian's head: "Don't let you cry now, boy, hold back the pain."

Bai Qi closed her eyes tightly to prevent tears from flowing, and she was so painful that she couldn't speak.

Finally, it's all over. Bai Su asked the child to lie down, covered him with a quilt, hesitated, and said, "Sleep well, if you don't sleep, there is no sugar to eat."

Bai Qi was in a trance all of a sudden, and in his mind, his father in a green shirt tucked the quilt corner for him and said, "Sleep, if you don't sleep, you don't give candy to eat."

Bai Qian has always wanted to ask, Daddy, how do you eat candy when you fall asleep?

But he never had a chance to ask this, never again, and his father, because he could not live alone, left him and his mother as companions.

Bai Qi closed his eyes, and his nose was sour. Bai Su saw that he really closed his eyes, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: When he was a child, his father's method of coaxing himself to sleep was really useful. Thinking of this, his face changed, he put away his smile, closed the door and went out.

At this time, the courtyard was full of kneeling slaves, tall, short, fat and thin, and Bai Su looked at it and found that each of them was better dressed than Bai Qian.

Is the child whom my father hurt with his life that you have done this?

Bai Su was only eight or nine years old at the time, but because of the palace, he matured prematurely, and he had the demeanor of a young master in his gestures. He raised his head, looked indifferently at the kneeling crowd at his feet, and suddenly kicked the coffee table beside him hard, and said:

"It seems that this family is full of masters."