"Vomit—"

Well, I vomited out of my life, and I really haven't seen such a cruel and disgusting picture in my two lifetimes.

In a space the size of a trolley case, a small figure was curled up, undressed, with unknown black lumps scattered from his long messy hair, covering most of his body, and on the dry flat skin exposed outside the long hair, there were criss-crossing stripes of bone-deep leather whip marks, some of which were old wounds that had been scabbed, and some of which were new wounds that had just been beaten. The newly wounded whips were bone-piercing, and the dark red flesh was rolled up and exposed, and some of them were wriggling with small white worms, which were actually rotten maggots.

Look at this dark and narrow space, there is only an empty wooden bowl, I think it is used for drinking water, maybe no one has added water for a long time, it is empty, there is no trace of dampness, and then I continue to read, I finally understand what those black lumps on the unkempt long hair are, those are actually the feces discharged by children, because no one has cleaned them for a long time, and they have been stained on the long hair, and the days have condensed into lumps, and most of those foul smells come from this.

Who is this child? Is he alive? I looked at the little huddled figure in horror, and I didn't dare to reach out to hug the little body that was covered in bruises and had no intact skin.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, brother!" Beixue Yeyang rushed in front of me, his little hands desperately shaking the curled up and motionless child, his little face pale and panicked.

"Don't say anything, take the child away first!" Bodhisattva picked up the collar of Beixue Yeyang and pulled it aside, and carefully picked up the child who was so thin that he only had a handful of bones in my eyes that he wanted to speak, turned around and strode out!

"Where are we going?"

I looked at the Bodhisattva inquiringly, holding this child, with the northern snow and night sun, I really didn't know where I should go.

"Let's go to the cold palace!" Bodhisattva answered my question immediately.

Beixue Yeyang and I staggered into the cold palace after him, and before Concubine Rou, who was lying on the bed, woke up, Bodhisattva Ming stretched out his finger to her sleeping hole, picked her up and put her on the wooden couch on the side, and then gently put the little body in his arms on the bed.

"My mother, she ......," Beixue Yeyang asked in a low voice, carefully pulling the corner of my clothes.

"It's okay, she can't die!" My voice came out coldly, looking at the miserable child on the bed, I knew that the little boy's appearance must be inseparable from Concubine Rou, but as soon as he touched Beixue Yeyang's sad eyes, his heart softened, and his tone eased, "It's okay, uncle just let your mother take a good rest, you see that she is very tired after crying all day today, if you don't let her rest well, how can you see her in good spirits tomorrow?"

"Silence, come and see!"

Bodhisattva, who was checking the child's body on the bed, was stunned and motioned for me to come forward and see the child.

Northern snow night sun? I looked at the little dry face that had been lifted by the bodhisattva's messy hair, and I almost exclaimed.

I looked at the Beixue Yeyang who was standing next to the bed and sobbing, and then looked at the lifeless boy lying on the bed, they clearly had the same face, it turned out that this was the secret hidden by Concubine Rou: she gave birth to a pair of twins back then!

Twins have always been a taboo existence in the royal family of all dynasties.

No dynastic emperor would allow the existence of a person who looks exactly like himself.

Even among the people, there are many large families who regard the birth of twins as ominous, and some families will keep one child and kill the other, and some families will directly kill both children together.

It seems that this concubine has not exterminated humanity enough to kill her own child, but where did the scars on this child's body come from? If Concubine Rou couldn't bear to give birth to the twins to die in vain, then how could she imprison the younger brother of the twins in such a small environment and torture him to such a half-dead appearance? It seems that these questions can only be known when Concubine Rou wakes up.