"Since I was a child, the only thing I have done with my heart is him......"

Speaking of this, Xiao Ping paused abruptly and did not speak again for a long time.

Nie Fenghua knew that he was talking about Sun Xian, but Yiren had passed away, but he didn't want to face it, and he didn't even want to mention his name, he just thought that if he didn't mention it, he could act as if that person had never appeared.

"When I first saw him, I thought he was a mute, small and thin one, who couldn't speak at all, but his eyes were very bright, like stars in the sky."

After a long time, Xiao Ping finally began to talk again, about their story, Nie Fenghua had actually stopped Sun Xian from saying it again, but she really wanted to know what was the difference between Xiao Ping's version here and what he said, so she didn't ask anything, just listened to him continue.

"That year was also January, the weather in the imperial capital was very cold, the queen mother was afraid that I would find a cold, so she put on a lot of clothes for me, and there was a cotton cloth on the carriage, and a heater was lit on it, I was so hot that I kept sweating, and she was always unwilling to let me take off my clothes, because I caught a cold, I would fall ill, and after I fell ill, I would not be able to listen to the Taifu's lectures on time, and if I missed a day's class, I would be a day later to be sensible."

This is probably the pity of the parents of the world, the queen has always wanted to let herself and her son attract the attention of the emperor, so she keeps forcing her son to be outstanding and look like a prince.

But she may not know that if she doesn't like someone, she just doesn't like it, and no matter what he becomes, she still doesn't like it.

Even if the crown prince can really become a generation of Ming Jun, even if he cultivates to become a Nine Heavens Immortal, the emperor will not be proud of him.

There is always only one reason, and that is that he does not like this wife, and he does not like this son, even if they have the same blood on them.

"You might think it's ridiculous now that when I first saw him, I was envious of him." Here, Xiao Ping is still telling their story.

Nie Fenghua couldn't help but laugh.

Sun Xian had no money to buy winter clothes, his clothes were thin, and he shivered from the cold, where did he think that this would be the envy of the overprotected prince?

"In the absence of the queen mother that day, I secretly ordered him to be adopted, and after that I went to see him often, and I was three years older than him. Although I have many younger brothers, the people and things in the palace are too complicated, and the queen mother never lets me play with them, because she feels that the whole palace will hurt me, even the best relationship with her, Concubine Yan, she is also careful everywhere. ”

"But Sun Xian is different, I see that he has trust in me in his eyes."

"In fact, how good is it to be such a child, as long as others treat him a little better, he can trust each other wholeheartedly without any doubt."

"He is very sticky to me, and every time he sees me, he will show me the treasures he collects, sometimes a plate of white jade paste that has been left overnight, sometimes a silk scarf, sometimes a clay doll."

"I still remember that plate of white jade paste, we ate very happily together, after returning to the palace, I began to have diarrhea, and the queen mother beat all the people around me with a hundred boards, but that was the best food I have ever eaten."

Sometimes, as long as the mood is good, a plate of rancid white jade paste can make people eat the taste of dragon meat, on the contrary, even the delicacies of the mountains and seas also taste the same wax.

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