Fast wear female supporting: the villain BOSS is poisonous

Chapter 348 The Wife Is Difficult To Be (32)

My name is Dai Yue, but I actually have a last name.

My surname is Jun.

As a side branch of the Jun family, the prime minister still has to call me cousin.

As long as I can remember, people around me have been instilling a thought that my whole life belongs to Jun Liyou, the little master of the Jun family.

I must be faithful to her.

I must protect her with my life.

At that time, I didn't understand, and my heart was inevitably rebellious, and I ran away from home several times.

The first time I saw her was in a restaurant.

At that time, I had been away from home for several days, and all my money was squandered. I was so hungry that I couldn't help it, so I went to restaurants to steal food.

As a result, he was caught and severely beaten.

Then I saw the pink and jade-carved female doll standing on the restaurant, looking down curiously.

Without exception, I see my mother beside her.

At that time, my mother was her nanny, and I probably didn't like this little master at that time.

After all, she robbed my mother and asked me to work for her all my life.

I was punched and kicked, but my mother hugged her and told her not to look at me softly, without even giving me a look.

In order to catch my breath, I bit my lip and didn't cry out.

Then I heard her say to her mother in a soft and waxy voice: "It's sister Dai Yue, nanny, please tell them to stop beating."

She actually knew me...and called me by my name.

My mother sent someone to take me up there.

I was dirty, but she didn't dislike it at all, she pulled me to give me food, and circled around me like a bee.

But I don't like her even more.

Probably my rebellious period was relatively early. When she was too annoying for me, I stretched out my hand and pushed her.

She was only five years old at the time, and I pushed her, causing her to fall to the ground, and then she looked at me with... aggrieved and innocent eyes.

At that time, I should have some guilt.

But when I think that what I'm going through now is all thanks to her, that bit of guilt disappears without a trace.

As a result, I was slapped by my mother and punished to kneel in the ancestral hall.

At that time, this incident was the most incomprehensible to me.

It's obviously my mother, why did you beat me for someone else?

It was late autumn, and I was kneeling in the ancestral hall alone, thinking about this question over and over again, but I couldn't figure it out.

I didn't expect her to come secretly, her small body was hugging a quilt that was big enough to cover her, her little face was flushed with cold.

She told me a lot, but I can't remember them all. I just remember the temperature when I hugged her and curled up under a quilt to warm each other.

That morning, my mother led people to look for her everywhere, and finally found her at my place, and she was about to go to family law on the spot. She stopped my mother and beat her if she said she wanted to beat her.

Since that day, I have been by her side.

At that time she was very cute, soft and glutinous, she spoke lightly and crisply, with the innocence of a child.

I was a little reluctant at first, but after getting along for a long time, I have long since forgotten the childish vow I made that I would not serve her even if I was killed.

It was only when I was with her that I realized that she had to learn far more than I had to learn.

But she finished her studies obediently every time, always worked hard to finish her homework, and took time to take me out to play.

After a long time, the people in the house knew that she liked me, and they treated me more politely.

Only then did I understand how important her liking was to them.

It was a snowy day when my mother asked me to talk, and there was a lot of snow.

I still remember my mother's expression, serious and distressed.

She said, "My child, the little master carries the entire Jun family on her shoulders. She is not easy. It is an honor and a responsibility for you to be by her side. You must treat her well, respect her, and protect her..."

It was snowing heavily outside the house, and my mother babbled for a long time, and finally hugged me and cried bitterly, saying she was sorry.

But if this is not the case, the Jun family will be over. Only the little master is good, and they can be good.

I don't know how I got out of my mother's room. I only know that when I walked out of the room, I saw her standing not far away, her face flushed, waiting for me.

Seeing me come out, I immediately raised a smile.

In the white snow, her smile seemed to be dyed with the brightest color, which made my eyes sore.

There seems to be a warm current flowing through the bottom of my heart, dispelling the biting cold of winter.

Since then, I went to school with her and learned those difficult things together.

Every time I don't understand, she will teach me patiently.

In the third year, Yingyue was sent here.

Yingyue was younger than her and me, and she had a timid face when she was sent here. I didn't understand how such a person could stay by her side.

It was only later that I learned that Yingyue was a quick learner and had practiced martial arts since she was a child. She was just a little shy at first sight, but after getting to know Yingyue, she was a very lively girl.

Since then, a small group of three of us has been formed.

Before she was 13 years old, she was still very gentle. In the summer when she was 13 years old, she talked with the former prime minister in the study all night. When she came out, her eyes were red, and she hugged Yingyue and me and cried for a long time.

We asked her and she said nothing.

But since then, her temperament has become more and more stable, her expression on her face is unpredictable, she no longer talks about what she likes, what she cares about, and she is no longer picky about what she eats.

At some point, there were fewer and fewer people serving her, and finally only Yingyue and I were left, not even my mother.

When she was 15 years old, the former prime minister passed away suddenly. At that time, I realized that when she was 13 years old, she probably knew that her mother would not have much life, and she should take on the huge Jun family.

As it turns out, she's doing just fine.

Many times I thought I would spend my whole life with her, laugh with her, and worry with her...

When a man appeared beside her one day, I realized that we are not the only ones around her, she should have someone she likes.

That person should laugh with her, worry with her, and... grow old with her.

I didn't expect that she would leave the court, obviously that position was within easy reach, but she gave up.

I didn't understand it for a long time, just like I didn't understand why my mother slapped me back then.

It dawned on me many years later that she probably never liked that kind of life.

It's just that she has no choice and no way out. For the sake of the huge Jun family and hundreds of people, she has to bear those things.

Now that she has the ability, she can retreat completely. She has arranged the Jun family's retreat properly. It is best for her to choose such a life.

No matter what kind of life she leads, Yingyue and I should be with her.

"Dai Yue, what are you thinking? Your Gu Su has gone to Young Master Lingyue again, if you don't go, the lord will hack him to death." Yingyue appeared out of nowhere and startled me.

I help my forehead helplessly.

Gusu, this young man who somehow became my family.

"Hurry up!" Seeing that I didn't move, Yingyue grabbed my hand and ran outside, "I didn't mean you, can't you talk to him properly? My lord doesn't like him getting too close to Young Master Lingyue..."

I also know that adults don't like him being close to Young Master Lingyue, but what can I do?

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