Wei Chi Jincheng closed his eyes tightly, there was a white mist in front of him, he couldn't see the direction clearly, the sound of the wind whirring in his ears made him more cautious, he felt as if he was in a wilderness, a gust of cold wind blew his face hurt, and even the clothes on his body were a little thin.

Whew-whew-

The cold wind whistled again, and the vision gradually became clearer. Snowflakes had begun to fall in the sky, and Yu Chi Jincheng raised his eyes to see a thin figure standing in the vast expanse, and he frowned and walked over in three or two steps.

It was a toddler of five or six years old. The body is not tall, and the face is slightly baby fat, and the immature cheeks are red from the weather. His hair was disheveled, his body was stained with blood, and his clothes were extremely thin. When the cold wind passed, he couldn't help but shiver and hugged his shoulders with his hands.

"Cold ......"

The boy's mouth made a crisp sound, and he was still a boy before the voice change period, and his voice seemed nice and soft.

Wei Chi Jincheng looked at him and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, but in this place, he was a little confused, so he wanted to ask him.

"Hey, boy, where is this?" He spoke coldly, and his voice was even louder than the nine cold days.

The boy, however, ignored him as if he could not hear, raised his head, made out the direction, and walked straight on.

Wei Chi Jincheng saw that he didn't answer, but he didn't say more, just followed the child and walked forward, maybe after the fog ahead, there would be an answer.

The cold wind blew again, blowing away the thick fog in front of you.

The red wall and blue tiles came into view, dazzlingly red and ironic, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to block the dazzling color, and squinted slightly.

Heard of the Forbidden City of the Dynasty?

How did he get here?

He saw the boy running desperately towards it, and then, unconsciously, he himself began to run after him.

The eyes suddenly turned white, and after a while, the surrounding scenery changed, the spring flowers bloomed, the warblers sang and danced, and they were full of vitality. He and the boy stood in a garden, and the boy quickly ducked behind a rock, his eyes darting out through the gap, as if he were hiding from someone.

"Emperor, Emperor, come out quickly! The concubine knows you're here! A woman's voice came into my ears, and it was so tactful, beautiful, with the tenderness of a mother.

However, the boy behind the rocks shrunk his body, wishing that he would become a small pebble and melt into this rockery.

It turns out that this kid is a prince? No wonder they ignore themselves! It's just that he is the youngest, so when did his father give birth to him?

Yu Chi Jincheng was wondering, but saw that the corner revealed a skirt of a brocade dress, which was as bright red as a peony with gold trim, and it looked like a favored concubine.

"Emperor, don't let the concubine worry anymore! Come out! The woman called softly, "The mother concubine really won't beat and scold you this time, you see, the mother concubine also brought your favorite osmanthus crisp ......."

When Yu Chi Jincheng heard this, his heart trembled slightly: This child also loves to eat osmanthus crisp......

The boy, however, did not appreciate it, and just cowered there and peeked at her.

Wei Chi Jincheng walked out, wanting to see which concubine was his father's emperor, and just a few steps away, the woman suddenly raised her head and confronted him.

Her face! She was......

Yu Chi Jincheng's eyes widened and he looked at her in disbelief, but the woman walked straight past him as if she didn't see him, went around to the rockery, and found the boy.

"Emperor! The Mother has found you! She shouted excitedly, "Come, give you osmanthus crisp, don't run away." ”

Yu Chi Jincheng turned his head and saw the child holding the osmanthus cake in both hands, nibbling on it one bite at a time, and the horror in his eyes gradually faded......

"Wow!"

A short exclamation was heard, followed by a hoarse pleading, and the woman grabbed the boy by the neck with her hand, and soon he could not make any sound.

With a pair of red eyes, she looked at the child in her hand fiercely, and chattered endlessly: "You shouldn't have been born...... You don't deserve to live...... Maybe without you, Hongu would have been better off......"

Yu Chi Jincheng glared at her, trying to stop it, but found that he was almost suffocated by an invisible force. He stared at the woman behind the rocks with his eyes wide open, trying to strangle his child.

"Let it go...... Hand ......" He hoarse, but he couldn't even make a sound.

"! Let it go! A little eunuch suddenly ran over, "Come on, Niang Niang is here!" ”

Then three or four more appeared, and the crowd surrounded the woman, broke her hands from the child's neck, and finally saved the child.

Yu Chi Jincheng was finally able to breathe. He was already sweating, his feet staggered a little, his eyes were wide open, staring straight at the ground, and he breathed the air greedily.

The woman cried and was taken away by the eunuchs, leaving only the poor child unattended.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Behind him, a man in battle armor appeared, he was wearing a helmet, he couldn't see his face clearly, judging from his figure, but he was also extremely heroic.

"Ahem, ahem...... You, ...... you" The boy struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the tall man, his eyes blurred.

"Weichen Huang Minlong, I have seen His Highness." The man clasped his fists at the child and saluted, "Weichen is the marshal of the emperor of the Vain Dynasty, and he came to see the driver this time." ”

"Handsome? Are you amazing? The boy had forgotten about the pain and asked the man instead.

"Your Highness, if you have power and power, you are powerful, such as your father." Huang Minlong replied.

"If I become stronger, will I no longer be beaten and scolded by my mother, nor will I be ignored by my father again?" The boy continued.

"If you have the power and the power, you get everything you want to have!" Huang Minlong looked at him and said word by word.

"So, can you make me stronger?" The boy's eyes flashed with excitement, and his whole body became excited.

Huang Minlong looked at him deeply, nodded, bent down and touched his head, his big hand swept across his neck that had been pinched by a woman, looking at the bruises and bruises, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

"Your Highness, you have to remember that women are not trustworthy!" A hint of hatred flashed in Huang Minlong's eyes, "They approached you for a purpose!" ”

The boy looked at him, and finally lowered his eyes, his eyes full of sadness: "But, I just want my mother to hug me......"

"Your Highness, when you are truly powerful, you will know what a king needs!" Huang Minlong stood up straight and gently stroked his head with his big hand.

The flowers are not as good as the smile of the innocent boy, and under the bright sun, the two men, one big and one small, are frozen in the garden like that.

The surrounding scenery changed again, and Yu Chi Jincheng only felt a flower in front of him, and appeared in a palace.

It is the outer hall of a woman's dormitory. There was no furnishings in the large hall except for some proper objects, the windows and doors were closed, and the light was very dim. In the gilded incense burner, a faint thin smoke came out of the mouth of the little beast, making the empty hall even more mysterious and depressing.

Yu Chi Jincheng walked slowly, looking at this place carefully, and a familiar feeling arose.

With a "squeak", the door of the temple was pushed open, and the boy pulled in with the woman who had nearly killed him before.

The light from outside penetrated in, and Yu Chi Jincheng could see that it was already a snowy field outside, white and dazzling.

"Mother, sit down first, the child will perform for the mother!" The boy excitedly sat the woman down, settled her, and then took a pile of things from the corner of the temple and began to fiddle with them.

Yu Chi Jincheng raised his eyes to look at the woman: she looked a little haggard than the last time they met, and her eyes had lost their previous agility and became dull and hollow. The hair is meticulously combed, and a very beautiful golden hairpin is inserted on it. The clothes on her body are still gorgeous, and with her already fair and flawless skin, she is a very charming beauty. It's a pity that she doesn't seem to be interested in everything around her, even if her son calls her, there is no response.

The little boy was a little bigger than before, much thinner, and much taller, but his little face was still a little baby fat.

He came to the woman and recited the entire "Art of War" like a treasure, and the voice sounded like a young man's clarity, sounding like a pleasure, but the woman's expression only moved from sluggishness to eyebrows.

But he didn't seem to give up, and set her up a sand table on which the two armies were at war. The little hands kept changing formations, as if they could really see the scene of the two armies facing each other and the military horses constantly fighting. He killed decisively and strategized, and the sand table was like his toy, on which he performed the success of the bones.

The woman looked at him, and the expression on her face was moved. When he saw it, he was overjoyed. He threw the sand table aside, took out a wooden sword from the corner, and began to play swordsmanship.

Although he is young, he is very good at every move. The body moves around, all with the demeanor of a king. hanging, cutting, belting, wearing, flattening, picking, teasing, splitting...... Every style is just right.

As his figure changed, the woman gradually moved.

She stepped down from her high seat and hurried towards the boy, her face still delighted, leaving Fang Cai's haggard aside.

"My son......" She came to him, lovingly hugged him, and kept rubbing his little body, as if she was proud of him.

The boy trembled at this long-lost hug, and he had been looking forward to it for a long time, so eager that when happiness came, he forgot to react.

"Don't, leave her!" Yu Chi Jin Chengyuan opened his eyes and shouted on the side, but the boy quietly enjoyed his mother's hug as if he hadn't heard it, and even raised his hand to grab her scented sleeve......

"Danger! No!!! Yu Chi Jincheng roared, almost bursting his throat, but to no avail.

He watched as the woman hugged her child, slowly plucked the hairpin from her head, and suddenly released a glint in her eye, stabbing him fiercely......

"Ahhhhh

Yu Chi Jincheng and the boy let out a heart-rending scream at the same time, because the boy moved at the last moment, the hairpin only stabbed his left arm, and the red blood gushed out, and the woman did not seem to be ready to let him go, pulled out the hairpin, and stabbed it again......

"Mother, it hurts ......," the boy cried and pleaded, begging her to let go of herself, but she held him tighter, until the eunuchs and maids of the palace rushed in at the sound of the voice, and with great effort they were separated.

The woman was caught again and poured the decoction violently.

And the boy ran out desperately while the crowd was busy.

Yu Chi Jincheng covered his arm and looked down, although there was no blood, the pain was so real. He even lifted his sleeve to see the scar on his right arm that would never get rid of it!

For a moment, it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Yu Chi Jincheng remembered that the boy was himself when he was six years old!