My father sat in the front hall for a long time before he opened Chrysostom, but he was questioning me about my schoolwork.

I replied as I wondered why my father had come today.

After the schoolwork, my father was silent for a long time. I can only be patient.

After about a cup of tea, my father suddenly said

"It seems that you are quite attentive to your schoolwork, and it is not in vain that your mother is concerned."

"Mother?"

I was immediately refreshed.

"Father, how is my mother?

I heard that she was sick, is she better? When will the sons be able to visit? ”

"Your mother is fine, and she will recover in a few days." The father is lukewarm and authentic.

"Can Erchen go and see his mother?"

I looked eagerly at my father.

"Wait a few days."

Wait? But I don't want to wait for a moment, I haven't seen my mother for a year!

"What day? Father may give an accurate number? ”

I said this quickly and quickly, but I regretted it as soon as I said it, and this tone was clearly questioning my father.

When my father heard this, he slapped the table.

"Presumptuous! As the prince of a country, how can you mess up with such a trivial matter?

When the most important thing in your heart becomes the government affairs of the DPRK and the Chinese government, and the way of the king, go to see your mother again! ”

After saying that, my father got up, flicked his sleeves, and strode away.

"Father!" I chased out of the hall, but my father didn't even look back.

I hung my head aggrievedly.

My father said that the safety of my mother was a trivial matter, but it was obviously not a trivial matter, and I was most concerned about me!

Thinking about it, my eyes were a little hot again.

"Your Highness?"

Qing Dai tentatively called me, but I didn't respond.

It's not that I don't want to pay attention to her, it's because I can't help but cry when I see her concerned eyes.

Fortunately, Bixi saw my emotions and pulled Qing Dai away in time, and sent away a group of servants by the way, leaving me standing in the courtyard with a stiff body.

I upset my father again, and I have been working hard to study my schoolwork, but I still disappointed him......

I sniffed.

Can't cry!

My father doesn't like me to cry......

"Hey! If you want to cry, cry, how uncomfortable it is! ”

I was stunned for a moment, and followed the prestige.

I saw the boy in red holding a sugar gourd in his mouth and sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard with his feet crossed. He seemed to have a small burden on his back, and the ladder leaning against him by the wall behind him.

"Hey, didn't you hear me say?"

He walked over to me with a frown.

"I said you could cry if you wanted ......"

Before he finished speaking, I couldn't hold it anymore, and I burst into tears, not caring if I would be heard.

He seemed to be frightened by my sudden cry, stunned for a moment, and then turned disgusted.

"I didn't make you cry so loudly, it's noisy, you should be quiet!"

Stinky Ah Ran! Is he really my brother? Why are you so fierce?!

I was not angry, and I raised my tone and continued to cry.

He frowned, covered his ears with one hand, and approached me with a sugar gourd in the other.

"Oh, okay, okay, don't cry!"

As he spoke, he actually shoved the sugar gourd into my mouth.

I was stunned, hurriedly stopped crying, and spit the sugar gourd on the grass in one gulp.

"I don't want to eat what you've bitten!"

"You! ......" He pointed his finger at me, so angry that he couldn't speak.

I stared at him with tears streaming down my face.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, your face is crying, it's ugly."

Although his tone was softened, the words he said were still annoying.

He groped in the placket of his chest for a long time, pulled out a crumpled little handkerchief, covered my face directly, and rubbed it aside

"It's ugly, the more you cry, the uglier it gets!"

I snatched the handkerchief, threw it on the ground and stomped on it twice.

"I don't want to use the handkerchief you used to wipe your nose!"

I turned around and went back to the house, only to hear him yelling angrily behind me

"I don't know what to do! I don't know what to do! ”

I went back to my bedroom and lay down on the tea table, burying my face in the crook of my arm and sobbing.

Dead Ah Ran, stinky Ah Ran! I don't have such a bullying brother!

I was crying when I suddenly felt someone pull my sleeve.

"Hey, don't cry...... Am I wrong? I shouldn't be telling the truth. ”

"You! ……”

I looked up at him.

"Can you say a nice thing out of your mouth!?"

He looked at me, pulled a stool from the side, sat down, and wiped the tears from my face with his hands.

"Don't cry, I haven't wiped my nose with that handkerchief."

I looked at him quizzically.

"I'm almost ten years old, I'm a man, I've long passed the age of runny nose, how can I ...... like you"

Listening to what he said, my heart was a little angry.

"Really? …… And what about the sugar gourd? I've seen you bite with my own eyes. ”

He flattened his mouth.

"I'm your brother!"

As he spoke, he put his hand stained with my tears in front of me.

"I don't dislike you, but you dislike me. I haven't cried yet! You're crying......"

He said as if ...... Reasonable......

"Why did you hold back not crying in the yard just now?"

He asked seriously, but he really looked like a little brother.

"If you cry, you won't have anything to eat......" I said aggrievedly.

"Hey, I thought it was a big punishment!

Next time, you can cry boldly and boldly, it's a big deal that my brother will bring you food! ”

"Really?!"

Did I hear me right?

"Of course it's true...... Hey, why are you crying again?

I reassured you to cry, not to make you cry now.

Haven't you had enough to cry so loudly just now? ”

Hearing him say that he was coming to bring me food, I was so moved, but when I heard his later sentence, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It's enjoyable, it's very enjoyable! I haven't cried that much since I can remember. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, my face sank again.

"But my father doesn't like me to cry......"

He slapped the table.

"You don't care if he likes it or not! Cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh, what do you do to others? ”

"Can this really be the case? But he's the father!

Isn't it right to disobey your father? ”

He raised his finger and knocked on my head.

"You're really stupid!"

I rubbed my forehead, thinking about what he had just said.

Is it really possible to cry when you want to cry and laugh when you want? ……

"Okay, since you've cried enough, let's get down to business. Hand to me. ”

His eyes were fixed on my left hand, so I obediently reached for it.

He unfastened my red bean bracelet, strung it with a new bean, and then tied it back on.

"That's it!"

As if he had completed an important task, he let out a long breath.

I held the bracelet up in front of me, looked at it, and pouted

"No concubine is pretty."

I thought he was going to scold me again, but I didn't want him to hang his head.

"Mother's tricks, I naturally can't learn them."

"Mother?"

I wondered.

"Why do you call your mother and not your mother?"

"I grew up outside the palace, and I'm used to hearing folk names.

Besides, I think the titles of father and mother are too raw, so it is better for my father and mother to shout and be affectionate.

If you don't believe it, shout and try! ”

"Mother......

I tried to pronounce this syllable, which was alien to me.

"Mother...... Mother...... It's really true! ”

"Right?!" He smirked.

"But if my father hears you call your mother like this, he will definitely force you to change your words."

"Change it!

Let me tell you, Xuan'er, this is a way to behave in the world, and there are many things that you can't die.

Compromise on the surface, as long as you know what's going on in your heart! ”

Xuan'er? Hearing him call me like this, my heart warmed again. Only my mother would call me that......

Xuan is my word.

Our Yan royal family is different from the folk

。 In the folk women and the weak crown of the man only have the word, and we were born with the name and the word, so Ran is his word?

Yan Ran ...... It's good, but at first glance it sounds like a girl's name.

I knew he hated being told that he looked like a girl, so I couldn't help it.

"Hey, did you hear me?"

"Huh? …… I heard it, I heard it...... You can't screw it to death, you just need to know what's going on......"

I repeated.

He squinted at me.

"It's good to repeat, but I heard my mother say that you are a dead character."

"How can I ......?"

Suddenly, I thought of my mother's illness again, and hurriedly asked

"Mother...... Wrong...... Mother, is she okay? Seriously ill? ”

Hearing me change his name as he did, his eyes sparkled like stars in the sky.

"Mother is fine, don't worry too much, it's just the wind cold.

If you really want to see her, I'll take you to see her secretly when she's better in two days. ”

"Really? Can I really go to see my mother? Is it okay if it's not your birthday? ”

I was very happy to hear that I could meet my mother.

"Of course."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and knocked on my head again.

"Little fool, just to see my mother, do you need to be so happy?

What else do you want to do, tell your brother, and his brother will help you achieve it! ”

He patted his chest and said excitedly, but I suddenly felt a little sad.

"I'm afraid I can't do what I want to do the most now."

"That's not necessarily, you can hear it first!"

His brisk tone infected me, and I suddenly felt anticipation in my heart.

"I want to see what it's like outside the palace."

"It's not easy! I'll be able to show you right now. ”