"Tsk, the male protagonist is killing people again." Xia Yan looked at the system screen with disdain, a eunuch in his twenties was violently beaten with a head and face, and he had fallen to the ground unconscious.

Gong Yizhen kicked a few more times, gasped and stopped, and then kicked the eunuch's head with his toes, and frowned when he saw that the person was indeed dead.

"Bring in a little one." Gong Yizhen was obviously not finished yet, and a cold and vicious voice came out.

Gonggong De, who was guarding the door, trembled, closed his eyes, beckoned someone to bring over a little eunuch who was only eight years old and trembling with fright, stretched out his hand and pressed on the top of the little eunuch's head and whispered: "Child, just endure it and pass, our family will take care of your family." ”

The little eunuch also knew what he was facing, raised his teary eyes, and whispered, "Thank you, father-in-law." ”

Pushing the little eunuch into the house, Grandpa De waved his hand to keep the others away, and he closed his eyes again.

After so many years in the palace, to be honest, his heart is still too soft, and he can't treat life as child's play at all.

At this moment, Father-in-law De was thinking that he was really not suitable to serve the emperor, otherwise, he would die sooner or later.

Xia Yan's eyes gradually darkened, watching Gong Yizhen pick up the eight-year-old little eunuch, pick it up and smash it against the wall, just this time, the little eunuch spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were foggy, and he obviously lost half his life.

Immediately afterwards, Gong Yizhen jumped up, and his feet fell towards the stomach of the little eunuch.

'Poof......' The little eunuch spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't let out a scream, and he died.

Gong Yizhen jumped up with a hideous expression and stomped a few more feet, before gradually exhaling a breath, tilting his head slightly, his face was full of enjoyment and fascination, and after a while, he walked down from the corpse and walked towards the door step by step.

"Clean up and help me widen my clothes." Gong Yizhen's face has returned to a noble and cold color, with the appearance of 'Lao Tzu is the emperor, that is, the tyrant is cool'.

Gonggong De lowered his head deeply, gently waved the whisk in his hand, and walked into the dressing room next to him with the emperor, and carefully helped the emperor change the bloody clothes on his body with his own hands, and then burned them.

Xia Yan put away the system picture, there was no wave in his eyes, adjusted a posture, and fell asleep.

"Sister, sister, are you going to the flower-viewing banquet tomorrow?" The little girl ran into the house and saw Xia Yan sitting in front of the dresser, so she stepped forward and hugged her arm.

"What? Do you want to go? Xia Yan was not interested, but she finally had a chance to go out of the house, and she still planned to go out to have a look.

"I think, I heard that this time it was arranged in the eldest princess's garden." The little girl's eyes showed yearning.

The so-called eldest princess, in fact, is the sister of the old emperor, who has passed away at this time, but this garden was indeed given to her at the beginning, and now it is basically used by future generations to entertain distinguished guests, and often lends some banquets to provide some convenience for officials and their families, which can be regarded as a way to strengthen ties with officials.

"Then go ahead and talk to your mother, and she'll agree." Xia Yan nodded the little girl's forehead and said, "As long as you can eat less pastries." ”

The little girl pouted, thanks to not eating pastries at the banquet, besides, what is she for, do you really go to see the flowers?!

Holding Xia Yan's arm and shaking, Xia Yan was unmoved.

The little girl was angry, shook off Xia Yan's hand, and said, "If you can cover me, we are still good sisters." ”

"Or else?" Xia Yan asked funny.

"Otherwise, I won't share the pastries for you in the future." The little girl puffed up like a little pufferfish.

Xia Yan laughed, touched the little girl's head and said, "Okay, but you still have to eat less, after all, if you eat too much food, you should have a stomachache when you go home." ”

Xia Yan is also helpless, this little girl doesn't know why she loves pastries so much, she can't count how many times because she has eaten too much, but her stomach hurts all night, and she still doesn't have a long memory.

"I know that my sister loves me the most." The little girl was tired of coming up again, Xia Yan was even more helpless, did it hurt her to let her eat? What a fallacy this is!

However, thinking of the fate of the little girl in the original plot, Xia Yan still thinks that it is good for her to be like this now.

If you can have more carefree days, you can have one more day.

"I'm going to my big sister in a while, do you want to come along?" Xia Yan stood up and brushed the hair around her ears.

The little girl's expression was a little tangled, "I, let's not go, anyway, you are just practicing writing and writing poems or something, I'll go back and read." ”

"Then go ahead, read for a while and practice the piano, be careful of hurting your eyes." Xia Yan doesn't care about her, the little girl is still quite conscious of reading.

Reflexively picked up the little guy, and Xia Yan walked out of the courtyard.

The little girl looked at Xia Yan's back, her face was full of melancholy, of course, her melancholy had nothing to do with Xia Yan, but related to the little guy.

After returning the cat raised by my sister, I can finally like myself, but as a result, heh, I still hate cats so much.

The cat had a disgusted expression on her face, which obviously made her think that she couldn't see it.

The little girl took the maid back to her yard with a sorrowful look.

Xia Yan stood at the gate of the courtyard, and with the little guy's 'meow', she suppressed the impatience rising in her heart.

No way, during this time, the heroine has worn out all the patience she has.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't kill the heroine, just this point, Xia Yan would have the urge to dismantle her.

With a cold face, Xia Yan walked into the courtyard.

"Did the big sister get up? It's time to practice calligraphy. "Tomorrow is the flower feast, so I will sharpen the spear.

Although Xia Yan was already desperate for Yunxiu's words.

"I'm up, I'll be right away." Yun Xiu's flustered voice came from the inner room.

Xia Yan's footsteps towards the calligraphy and painting room suddenly turned, very curious, what was she panicking about?!

Walking quickly into the inner room, I saw Yun Xiu placing a box in the recess on the inside of the bed, and then hurriedly laid out the mattress, and then quickly retreated.

When Yunxiu stepped back from the bed, Xia Yan also retreated to the door of the inner room, and after a slight pause in his footsteps, he walked forward again, asking as he went, "Why is it in the inner room?" Did you just get up? ”

"No, no, it's just that I forgot to hang the sachet and come back and get it." Yun Xiu waved her hand at Xia Yan, and was relieved to see that Xia Yan had just walked to the door.

Her sudden relaxation was so obvious that Xia Yan was embarrassed, not knowing whether she should see it.

But forget it, "Now that you have taken it, let's go, it's time to practice calligraphy." Xia Yan didn't see it, turned around, and walked out again.

Yunxiu hurriedly followed, her expression was full of nervousness, and she was nervous every time she wrote.

She even wondered if she really wanted to make a poem on the spot, would she be so nervous that she would faint?!

But thinking of the words of her dead mother that Mama relayed, Yunxiu gritted her teeth, she must get through and find a good family for herself, otherwise, her fate will be miserable forever.

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