Chapter V: Abduction

Yu'an Hospital.

Verdant trees, splendid flowers, carved windows on the eaves, corridors are connected, the building is exquisite, and the pattern is a bit like a triple courtyard.

In front of the main house is a large open space, which is fully equipped for martial arts training.

At this time, a beautiful little boy was concentrating on martial arts practice in the open space, and next to him was a middle-aged man with a solemn face, who should be the coach.

"Xiao Zhao!"

The little body with the horse step shook when he heard the sound, looked for the prestige, and suddenly his face turned black.

"What do you want to do!"

The person who came was Su Yingtong, at this time she was dressed in powder, with thin sleeves and a slender waist, a simple and refreshing style, lined with fair and moist skin, especially fresh.

Raising his signature smile, Su Yingtong automatically ignored Xiao Zhengtai's unfriendliness, walked over, and asked familiarly: "Xiao Zhao, are you practicing martial arts?" Are you feeling better? As he spoke, he put his hand on his forehead.

"You let go!" I didn't expect her to be like this, Xiao Zhengtai was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, and immediately reacted a lot, and wanted to slap Su Yingtong's claws away as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Don't move!" Su Yingtong held him down, "Isn't it a fever?" Rested? I started practicing martial arts so soon. "The palm of my hand carefully felt the temperature of the little guy's forehead, well, it's normal.

Let go of the little guy, Su Yingtong half-squatted down and was about to start the abduction journey, when he found out - what's wrong with him? His face was red like this, his little hands were clenched into fists, and he didn't look directly at her, it wouldn't be ...... Are you shy?

Su Yingtong smiled, she just touched the little guy's forehead, and it didn't matter! Hasn't anyone ever been so close to him before?

"Xiao Zhao, why are you so cute!"

couldn't help but want to pinch his pink little face again, but Xiao Zhengtai's face changed instantly, so she had to stop.

Breaking away from Su Yingtong and stepping back: "Who allowed you to call me that?" Xiao Zhengtai's beautiful big eyes were full of annoyance, like a fried little leopard.

Well, there is really a little Shizi's style. "Didn't you call Gong Zhaoyi? What's wrong with me calling you Xiaozhao? Or, Xiao Yi? Or Komiya? …… No, it's better to call a small call. Su Yingtong muttered to himself, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, "That's it, Xiao Zhao!" ā€

Gong Zhaoyi shook again, and before he could speak, he saw the woman smiling and beckoning to him with bad intentions: "Xiao Zhao, come here, sister, let's play!"

Stand still.

Su Yingtong simply walked over and pulled him, "Practicing martial arts also requires a combination of work and rest, my sister has good things for you to play with." ā€

Gong Zhaoyi is not uncommon with her "good things", but her strength is not enough for Su Yingtong, and the other party is not afraid of his identity as a little prince, so he was dragged to the pavilion.

The coach seemed to have received some orders in advance, and when he saw Su Yingtong dragging them regardless of the size, he didn't come to stop him, but just stared at "Miss Su" with a pair of sharp eyes for a moment, in case she was not good for Xiao Shizi.

Su Yingtong was very satisfied.

Come to the gazebo and sit down, and press the little one to sit on the bench; "You seem to be afraid of me?"

Gong Zhaoyi was just about to run away and slip away, but when he heard Su Yingtong's very smug question, he sat down stiffly, and said in a crisp voice: "Who said I was afraid of you?"

"Then sit down...... Don't try to frame me again! Seeing the little guy's dark eyes rolling around, Su Yingtong immediately opened his mouth and warned deeply: "Do you really think that your father can't see that you are pretending?" Go and confess your mistake to your father! ā€

"Where I put it, you pushed me into the water."

With a twist of his neck, Gong Zhaoyi seemed to hate Su Yingtong very much, and slid away from the chair for a distance, without looking at her.

It's good that she's being ignored by a little kid of four or five years old!

Su Yingtong took a deep breath and tried her best to keep her heart calm, she couldn't worry too much about the child, and ensured that her love was stable, Su Yingtong grinned: "Xiao Zhao, you say, is your father powerful?"

"Of course!"

At the mention of his father, Gong Zhaoyi's eyes lit up, but then he seemed to remember something, and he was unconsciously gloomy.

Alas! Su Yingtong sighed in his heart, this is not the palace mirror domain, since he can't be a father, he should have endured it in the first place!

"That's right, since your father is powerful and smart, how can he let you be deceived lightly? It's just that he doesn't say it, but-" Su Yingtong successfully attracted the little child's attention and whetted his appetite before he continued: "Your father doesn't like children who love to lie!" I won't punish you for me, but I don't like you very much in my heart. ā€

Forgive her! used the family offensive to sprinkle another handful of salt on the little guy's young heart.

Gong Zhaoyi's eyes froze, his lips fell asleep, and he still didn't say anything.

Su Yingtong was not in a hurry, let him understand it by himself, and enjoyed the scenery left and right, very leisurely. Tsk, it's really a differential treatment, the courtyard where Xiao Shizi lives is really luxurious and classy, just this pattern and decoration, exquisite and extravagant, at a glance, it is a rich person who lives. However, such a large house, although there is no shortage of servants, how lonely and lonely it must be for a small child!

Su Yingtong unconsciously had to sympathize with this unstoppable little child. This kind of childhood is simply unacceptable.

"But if I had told my father, he would have hated me even more."

Gong Zhaoyi opened his mouth sullenly.

Su Yingtong's heart softened. Looking sideways at the little guy, he sat alone in a corner with his head down, the thin sweat on his forehead had already dried, and his long eyelashes were like a small fan, leaving a silhouette under his eyes, and he was lonely inside and out; The black corset he wore for martial arts made him look thin and lonely, looking like an injured little beast, which made people unbearable.

Although Xiao Shizi is usually a little naughty and a little bit younger, he is still a child after all, and he still doesn't mind if he doesn't get his father's love, no matter how good the material compensation is, it won't help.

Su Yingtong sat down gently, reached out and rubbed Gong Zhaoyi's hair, and said softly: "How can my father hate Xiao Zhao?" Father is the favorite of Xiao Zhao. ā€

"You're a liar!" Gong Zhaoyi raised his head to refute, and didn't bother to pay attention to Su Yingtong's paws rubbing his hair, "Otherwise, why doesn't my father always come to see me?" I have practiced very hard, and I also have serious reading and practicing calligraphy......" In the end, my voice was hoarse with grievances, and my eyes were shining as if tears would roll out in the next second, but I couldn't lose face in front of Su Yingtong, that little appearance was really ...... It makes people cry, laugh and heartache.

Su Yingtong hugged the little fart in his arms, ate a handful of Xiao Zhengtai's tofu despite the struggle, and shook his little fart and said, "You are embarrassed to say, isn't it because you are worried that your father will use the family method on me?" Sister, I almost finished playing, do you know? As for not coming to see you, my father is already very tired from being busy with so many things, of course you have to be more considerate and considerate of your father, isn't it? ā€

Gong Zhaoyi slowly stopped struggling, tilted his little head and thought about it, which seemed to make some sense.

"Of course," Su Yingtong pinched Xiao Zhengtai's face and said, "If you can take the initiative to admit your mistake to your father, your father will like you even more!" Otherwise, your father will blame himself very much, thinking that it is because he didn't teach him well that he will make Xiao Zhao lie, does Xiao Zhao want his father to be unhappy? ā€

The little one shook his head firmly.

"What a good boy!" Su Yingtong was satisfied with the "wave" on his tender face, looking at the little child's instant red face, he was suddenly in a good mood, it was so kawaii! "And if Xiao Zhao admits his mistake, his father will like Xiao Zhao more!"

"Why?" Gong Zhaoyi wiped the saliva on Su Yingtong's face and asked wryly.

"Because it shows that Xiao Zhao has grown up! If you know how to take the initiative to take responsibility for your own mistakes, of course your father will be very happy, and he will like Xiao Zhao even more! ā€

"Really?"

"Of course, I never lie to children."

"But didn't you just say that? I've grown up and I'm no longer a child. Gong Zhaoyi mercilessly pointed out Su Yingtong's language disease.

"......" This little kid is so direct!

"Oh, I'm talking about the age of the children, let's not talk about this, let's set up a gentleman's agreement first." Su Yingtong said and stretched out his little finger and began to abduct.

"What?"

"Pull Gou," Su Yingtong grabbed his soft little hand and connected it with his fleshy little finger, "Then we will make up your mind, you will go and admit your mistake to your father, and you will not regret it, this is a man's promise!" ā€

Gong Zhaoyi just wanted to retract his hand, but when he heard the "manly promise", he suddenly paused, and felt quite useful, well, he is a little man! At the same time, he looked strangely at their fingers together, so that even if a gentleman's agreement was formed? It's a novelty!

"Alright, Xiaohuo, we're allies from now on, you know? As the boss of the 'Gentleman's Agreement Duo', I'm going to give you a gift! ā€

Seeing that Gong Zhaoyi obviously didn't hate her so much, Su Yingtong had a sense of accomplishment, so he said, children are still very simple and kind, and their intuition is also the clearest, knowing who is good to them, and they also crave the care of others in their hearts.

And these simplest things are too extravagant for him, the little prince of the Xiangyuan Palace. His father was not close, and his servants were only respectful and obedient to him, and he had no playmates of the same age......

But it doesn't matter, in the future, her boss will cover him, a little flower of the motherland!

So she took out a paper airplane in the glittering expectant eyes of Gong Zhaoyi.

Sweat!

There's no way, the only toy she can think of is this, the time is too rushed, and she, the abandoned concubine, has no power, no money, no wealth, so she can only consider this zero-cost paper airplane for the time being.

"What is this?" Gong Zhaoyi was disappointed, and thought it was a treasure! Any of the gadgets his father gave him are very beautiful, and this paper bird is really ordinary.

Su Yingtong was very shocked when she looked at the little guy's eyes that did not hide her disdain, and even the little child looked down on her, how could she be calm?

"It's called a paper airplane, and it can fly a long way!"

After speaking, Su Yingtong took the paper airplane and raised his hand to throw it skillfully into the air, and saw that the paper airplane smoothly crossed a graceful arc in the air, flew out of the pavilion, crossed the branches, and slowly circled in the air, before slowly landing on the grass.

"How's it going, is it fun?"

Su Yingtong looked at the little guy's stunned expression proudly, although this paper airplane is a little ordinary, it is still very novel for ancient children. Running over to pick up the paper airplane, Su Yingtong turned around and waved at Gong Zhaoyi and said, "Xiao Zhao, come and play!" Are we playing well? See who flies far! ā€

Gong Zhaoyi is still a child after all, seeing that this paper bird can fly like a real thing, he was immediately eager to try, and then he was stimulated by Su Yingtong so much, his competitive temperament overcame reason, and his disgust for Su Yingtong in his heart suddenly became a little less, and he jumped off the chair and ran over.

"I'm sure I'll fly farther than you!"

The little guy took the paper airplane, looked left and right curiously, and under the guidance of Su Yingtong, he correctly held the paper airplane, raised his hand and threw it, and sure enough, he saw the paper airplane rise into the air, hovering lightly in the air. It's one thing to see others flying, it's another thing to let go yourself, the little guy is smiling happily, and his little face in the sun is full of smiles, and he finally has a little bit of the liveliness that a normal child should have.

Su Yingtong raised his lips with satisfaction, this is right, the old clothes are too dull. By the way, clap your palms to satisfy the vanity of the little guy: "Xiao Zhao is really powerful!" Fly farther than me! ā€

Gong Zhaoyi smiled shyly and ran away to pick up the paper airplane: "Don't go away, I'll fly the paper airplane over to you." ā€

"Okay," Su Yingtong responded. Although it is a bit commanding, she is generous and doesn't care about it, after all, it has just begun, and the little guy, as a little prince, may not be used to getting along with others like this, so she needs to take her time.

"I'm going to start!" As the crisp childish voice sounded, Gong Zhaoyi stretched out his hand and forced, and the paper airplane flew towards Su Yingtong, Su Yingtong was about to pick it up, but how did he know that a gust of wind blew, and the paper airplane turned around halfway and flew in the direction of the pond!

"Ah, my paper airplane!" Gong Zhaoyi exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly chased after him.

"Call! Don't! "Su Yingtong is not lightly frightened, Mamma Mia, if this little ancestor has any more accidents, she will really die!

Hurriedly rushed over, and successfully hugged his little body when Gong Zhaoyi was closer to the pool: "Xiao Zhaoyi, we don't want that paper airplane, I'll fold it for you again, and teach you to fold a lot of paper airplanes, okay?" ā€

Looking at Gong Zhaoyi's red eyes when he saw the paper airplane falling on the water, Su Yingtong's head was big for a while, this little kid, does he like paper airplanes so much? It's really not worry-free.

"Can I fold it again?" Gong Zhaoyi finally settled down, rubbed his eyes and asked pitifully.

Su Yingtong was almost completely knocked down by his little deer Bambi's cute expression, pinched his little nose and said, "Of course you can, wasn't that paper airplane folded out by me?" There are many other ways to fold, I will teach you, so I will apologize to you. ā€

"Apologize?" Gong Zhaoyi's little head was confused again.

"That's what it means to make amends," Su Yingtong half-squatted down and looked at Gong Zhaoyi, and said apologetically, "You were injured because of me, I'm sorry, can you forgive my sister?" ā€

Although this is Su Yingrou's trouble, since she has occupied her body, it is necessary to bear these obligations, after all, she will have to mix here in the future, and it will be beneficial and harmless to herself. Those who know the times are Junjie, let alone apologize to a little child? It didn't bother her at all.

"You're not my sister." Gong Zhaoyi's little head shook like a rattle.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Su Yingtong was speechless. Boy, isn't the point here?!

can't help but stroke his forehead, too, strictly speaking, he is his...... Stepmother, God! What a label this is!

Su Yingtong naturally thought of Cinderella's vicious mother. I can't figure out what nerves Su Yingrou had at the beginning, although she doesn't look like a country and a city, but she is also a small jasper, and she is also the daughter of the prime minister of the dynasty, why do you want to marry a man who already has an heir, why do you want to choose a king of Xiangyuan who already has an heir?

Could it be that he covets the "beauty" of the palace mirror domain? Well, that's a possibility......

Go, what are you thinking about?

Su Yingtong despised himself, pulled back Sishen and continued to brainwash work: "Xiao Zhao, you can call me Sister Su in the future, sister, I am only seventeen years old this year, and I ......" Su Yingtong lowered his voice, approached Xiao Zhao's head and pretended to be mysterious, "When I made a mess at the wedding with your father, I naturally can't count, I can't count it, and I can't count it, and your father doesn't want you to call me my mother, so you can only call me Sister Su, you know?" ā€

Xiao Zhao nodded as if he didn't understand, but he didn't call her.

Su Yingtong didn't mind, got up and took his little hand and left: "Let's go, let's go back to the house to origami airplanes, first of all, you learn from me, it means forgive me!" ā€

Seeing Xiao Zhao nodding in a sullen voice, Su Yingtong was proud for a while, hehe, it!

This little guy is easier to coax than she thought, so good!

And at this time-

"How's it going?"

The man in white leaned lazily on the red sandalwood chair, his right hand leisurely turned the folding fan, his fingers were strong and slender, clean as jade, it was such a pair of hands, holding the most brave and warlike army of Xiling, pointing troops on the battlefield, holding a sharp sword, expanding the territory for Xiling, and winning decades of stability in the frontier.

At this time, it seems to be casual and leisurely, but as long as you take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that the deep eyes of the man in white are condescendingly looking at the scenery outside the window, and his gaze is as calm as water, which is unpredictable.

With the superior geographical location of the attic, the scenery outside the window can be seen at a glance, and the distant scene is still faintly visible after several branches and willows, but with the profound skills of the man in white, it can be seen even more clearly.

In the distance, it is the Yu'an Courtyard of Xiao Shizi. At this time, I saw a woman in pink holding the well-behaved little Shizi, smiling, raising her eyebrows and chuckling, shuttling between the courtyard corridors, and after a while, the back of the slender pavilion disappeared into the Zhuzhu corridor and entered the main house.

The man in white is the mirror domain of the Xiangyuan Palace.

At this time, he didn't look back, but there seemed to be eyes behind him, and the man in black behind him just appeared silently, so he asked.

The voice is low and magnetic, but warm and clear, even if it is a few words that are calm and waveless, it is noble and sexy inside and out. The sound alone is enough to make people lost, coupled with his handsome and elegant appearance, I am afraid that only this black-clothed guard who has been protecting the lord since childhood, Ye Yitian, can resist one or two.

"Lord Wang, my subordinates have checked clearly, no one from the Prime Minister's Mansion has come to Miss Su in the past few days." Ye Yitian bowed and replied respectfully.

Didn't you?

Gong Jingyu lowered his eyes and didn't speak, Ye Yitian seemed to know what his master meant, and said: "The two maids beside Miss Su are not abnormal, they just understand Miss Su's sudden change as ...... The sequelae of the serious injury, it is said that Miss Su can't even remember the previous events. ā€

Hearing this, Gong Jingyu looked out the window leisurely, not seeing what he was thinking, but after pondering for a while, he spoke: "Continue to pay attention, to ensure the safety of Xiao Shizi." ā€

"Yes!"

Ye Yitian clasped his fists and saluted, turned around and flashed out of the attic, his figure rose and fell several times, and disappeared into the deep mansion, without making a single noise during the period, as if no one had come.

Gong Jingyu picked up the teacup and sipped the tea lightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, this smile was hidden in the endless cold, making him even more enchanting, as if looking down on the principal of the common people, a light yƬ can decide the fate of people.

Su Yingrou, if you want to die, this king has 11,000 ways, I hope that before your father Su Zhihui falls, you will not let me down and challenge my limits.

This king wants you to see with your own eyes how your Su family is declining step by step.

And Su Yingtong - at this time was teaching the little guy to fold various types of paper airplanes, and felt a chill behind him for no reason, and after a sneeze, he turned his head suspiciously to look at the bright sun outside the house, strange, the one who killed a thousand knives scolded her behind her back?