Ji Mingsi saw Yin Yi entering, and wanted to keep up, but who knew that his whole person couldn't help shaking, and he couldn't take that step. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't lie to Yin Yi, he was ashamed. He didn't have the face to go in and face the gentle and beautiful portrait of his mother, which only made him even more ashamed of himself, and there was no way to escape.

Back then, Ji Jiu'er died on the battlefield, and Ji Mingsi and Xia Calamus were only ten years old. Ten years old, what kind of age is it, Ji Mingsi doesn't know. He only knew that the day before he ran to the dark room to listen to the story of the nurse Ying's mother with Ji Minger, who was still called Ji Minger at the time, and the next day, he had become the prince of the dynasty, and was dragged off the bed by the angry Ji Yan when he was sleepy-eyed. The slap was extremely heavy, Ji Mingsi's soft face was visibly swollen, the corners of his mouth were broken, and blood was oozing out.

"Uncle, uncle" The child panicked, forgot to even cry, only stared at Ji Yan with big eyes with tears in his eyes, and looked at Ji Yan aggrievedly.

"Don't cry!" Ji Yan was about to slap the second time, hesitated, held back, frowned and shouted: "Get out and get dressed!" ”

"Yes!" The child hurriedly got up, did not dare to say a word, grabbed the clothes that had been prepared by someone at the head of the bed and put them on his body, and wore them in a hurry, and the clothes were twisted and hung on his body. Ji Yan saw that there was another evil fire, and he kicked the child to the ground when he raised his foot: "Take it off and wear it again!" ”

The child raised his head, tears swirling in his red eyes, and he pouted, "Uncle, why did you beat me?" As soon as he cried, he was six points like Ji Jiu'er. When Ji Yan saw it, he couldn't wave his raised hand, he raised his leg and kicked the round stool on the side, the child screamed, squatted down and hugged his head, but Ji Yan ignored him and left the princess hall directly.

On the second day, Ji Jiu'er's death was made public, and at the same time, Ji Mingsi inexplicably became Ji Yan's son and was made the so-called prince.

In the next half month, he didn't have the slightest chance to see Ji Minger. He had to deal with heavy schoolwork and Ji Yan's eggs and bones every day, and the whole person quickly lost weight.

Finally one day, he saw Ji Ming'er, when the little girl had already put on the clothes of the little palace maid, holding the dim sum leisurely, carefully put the dim sum in front of Ji Mingsi, and said crisply: "His Royal Highness the Prince, please use the dim sum!" At that time, Ji Mingsi was busy with schoolwork, so he didn't look up, but only ordered: "Put it here." ”

The little palace maid listened, but did not leave, and comforted: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, this is a freshly made snack in the imperial dining room, and it will not taste good when it is cold." ”

The little prince was a little impatient, still immersed himself in hard reading, and threw out a sentence from the pile of paper and ink: "I will eat, let it go." He thought that he had ordered, and this annoying little palace maid would definitely leave, but he didn't expect to hear the sound of people leaving, but heard the little palace maid's glutinous voice: "His Royal Highness the Prince........ Don't take a look at the dim sum? ”

"I said you, why are you so annoying......" Ji Mingsi slapped the brush aside angrily, raised his head and wanted to reprimand this little palace maid who didn't understand the rules, but he froze the moment he raised his head, tears instantly welled up in his eyes, his mouth opened and closed slightly, and he couldn't make any sound.

Err, Err, he cried in his heart, Err.

Ji Ming'er, who was wearing palace maid's clothes, was calm, probably because she had done a good job of psychological construction before coming in, and she only stared at Ji Mingsi with red eyes, she knew that she couldn't make a half-suspicious move, Ji Mingsi's side had too many eyeliners and Ji Minger's identity couldn't be exposed, so her brother and sister must not recognize each other, and they must not.

After the death of the eldest princess, almost all the slaves in the princess hall were given to death, and Ji Mingsi's nurse Ying's mother committed suicide in the dungeon, and no one knows how Ji Minger escaped from the underground secret room and became a palace maid in the palace again.

Ji Ming'er was the first to react, since Ji Mingsi already knew that she was still alive, there was no need for her to stay for a long time to arouse the suspicion of others, so she kowtowed and said, "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has no other orders, the slave and maid will retire first." ”

"Wait a minute!" Ji Mingsi hurriedly shouted.

Ji Minger stopped and turned his head to look at him. Although Ji Mingsi stopped Ji Minger, he didn't know what to say to her, his fingers trembled, and he couldn't wait to rush up and hug his sister, and ask her how she was doing recently, whether she was well fed and clothed, and whether she was bullied.

The trembling of his eyes was all seen by Ji Minger. It's just that she doesn't even have the right to shed tears now. The little girl took a deep breath and whispered: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the slave maid thinks that the red one is more delicious......"

"Red?" Ji Mingsi looked at the pastries on the plate and smiled: "I know, you go down." ”

"The slave and maid are gone." Ji Minger saluted and withdrew. Ji Mingsi saw that his sister was leaving, and he didn't eat the plate of pastries immediately, for fear of arousing Ji Yan's suspicions, so he should have dragged it until the beginning of the lantern before he started eating the plate of pastries. This pastry is not delicious at all, it is dry and choking, and the people who eat it feel so uncomfortable.

Holding back his tears, he ate all the pastries, and sure enough, in the penultimate piece, he ate a small paper ball, he pretended to wipe his mouth, stuffed the little paper ball into his shoes, secretly turned it out in the middle of the night, and opened the paper ball by the moonlight shining on the side of the bed.

All is well.

Ji Mingsi threw the paper ball into his mouth and swallowed it in three or two, and swallowed it together, full of resentment and tears. He is a boy, but he can't even protect his sister well, he is like this, what face does he have to be a brother and a son? He shrunk into his own hands and wiped his tears fiercely, now is not the season to be cowardly, for him, Yu Minger, all.

For the next two months, Ji Minger would come to deliver a pastry to Ji Mingsi in the afternoon, and there was no need to say anything between the brother and sister, just a look. It's just that Ji Minger is getting thinner and paler, and the scars left by the little girl's injury are faintly visible on the cuffs. Although Ji Mingsi was distressed, he could secretly hope that Ming'er would be more patient. When he has a place to breathe, he will definitely save Ji Ming'er out!

It was another evening, Ji Minger came very late this day, the study was already lit, Ji Mingsi still didn't see his sister, he didn't bother to do his homework, he looked up several times, was silently glared at by the guards around him a few times, and finally asked in a low voice: "Where is today's dim sum?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open. Ji Minger held the pastry and walked in with a smile.