He was playing cricket fighting at the time and had won 100 taels of silver. He was excitedly sharing with his sister how brave his cock was and how loud his calls were when his sister suddenly asked him this question.

What is dream?

What kind of person does he want to be in the future?

He is an idle prince, inheriting his father's title, or he acts recklessly and lives a mediocre life.

He was silent at that time.

That day, his elder sister took her to a dilapidated temple outside the capital, where she saw the beggars huddled there, and to see the people busy on East Street. That day, she and he rode on horses to the countryside far away from the capital, where people were starving...

"A Ling, we are the daughters of an aristocratic family. We do not have to worry about food and clothing. However, in places we cannot see, there are many children of ordinary people who work hard to live. We live a stable life. A meal costs a hundred taels, and a game of crickets can cost a thousand taels...

But this is the annual food ration for a family of seven, and the food ration for hundreds of border soldiers.

A Ling, the neighboring countries on the border are eyeing you covetously and wars are ongoing. Your current position as the crown prince was won by Uncle Chu and your grandfather through military merit. Many people died and they suffered a lot.

We are lucky to be born into a wealthy family, but we should do something for our family and for this country that protects us."

My sister's voice is always so gentle.

She never blamed him, but just looked at him with tolerance and said to him words that could guide him on the path of life.

That day he had an epiphany.

It was as if I suddenly got it.

He also suddenly had a new direction in life.

Some people write furiously and study late into the night, hoping to pass the imperial examination and enter the court. Some people practice martial arts every day and only sleep for a few hours a day, just to achieve success. However, his starting point may be the end point that others will never reach in their lifetime.

From that day on, he had a dream and a goal in life. "He wanted to be a general, defend his country, and protect his sister."

……

Yun Chaomu looked at him like this, repeating what he said back then word for word.

"A Ling...your dream is to become a general..."

The words overlapped and he seemed to look at Sister again.

The impact of the past was so great that he could no longer hold back his tears. He lay on the ground, pounding the ground with his hands. He said, "Sister Amu even told you this, but I didn't do it. I'm not a general, and I didn't protect her well."

Years of pain, one day of collapse.

Yun Chaomu was so distressed that he almost cried, "A Ling, you are fine. Your sister A Mu is grateful to you and proud of you, so don't be impatient. I have been making careful arrangements. The Peach Blossom Banquet is coming soon. That day will be the day when Yun Chaomu's injustice will be redressed. That day you and I will go to expose the conspiracy and seek justice."

Chu Ling raised his eyes and looked at Meng Qingge steadily, his eyes were complicated and seemed to contain countless emotions.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Meng Qingge, I'm sorry."

This is realizing his mistakes. The proud Chu Ling is always a person who dares to take responsibility for his actions.

"Don't apologize to me, ever."

Yun Chaomu said softly.

Double entendre.

Emperor Wuming watched from the side, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to burst out of his mouth.

"You've been crazy enough, so just roll away. Can't you see she's bleeding again?"

Emperor Wuming spoke in a bad tone.

Chu Ling froze, and when he looked up he saw blood on Yun Chaomu's shoulder blade. He remembered that she had stabbed Yun Qianqian and her shoulder blade was injured.

Guilt flashed in his eyes, "Meng Qingge, I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, just take care of it. Ah Ling, you haven't slept for a few days. Go back and have a good sleep. When I recover from my injury, I will help you unseal your inner strength and heal your foot. We will be innocent again on the day of the Peach Blossom Banquet."

"it is good."

He choked up, feeling extremely guilty.

"Humph."

Di Wuming snorted coldly behind him. It was not an illusion. Meng Qingge always had a sense of distance towards him, but towards Chu Ling, she had an unconcealable tenderness that radiated from the inside out.

"Let's go and bandage your wound. It hasn't healed yet and you have a high fever. I finally managed to take care of it for two days, but now you're even more injured. Don't you want to live anymore?"

Di Wuming said unhappily.

Yun Chaomu did not refute him, but just said thank you, which made Di Wuming feel even more depressed.

Very good, just thank him politely.

Just like Chu Ling, no need to thank me.

Ah.

Meng Qingge, you are really great.

"Master, what should we do with Prince Xiao?"

The subordinate hurriedly spoke out.

The child stood there, with his big watery eyes, looking at Yun Chaomu aggrievedly. He also knew who saved him.

Yun Chaomu met the child's gaze. Thinking of his frail, poisoned body, and the bruises from being pinched, Yun Chaomu felt reluctant, but he did not step forward. He only said softly, "Send him back."

"Yes."

The guard stepped forward and was about to hug Xiao Ziyi, but the child suddenly broke free and ran two steps towards Yun Chaomu, "Aunt, Aunt..."

He shouted timidly at Yun Chaomu.

Yun Chaomu paused and looked at the child. He pursed his lips slightly and had wet eyes, like an abandoned puppy. But he was so beautiful, as pretty as a piece of jade, yet so weak that it made people feel distressed.

His voice was timid, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and was a little hoarse.

He called her aunt.

But in terms of identity, this child is the child of Yun Qianqian and Xiao Zhan, so based on blood relationship, she should be called aunt.

Thinking of this, she retracted her gaze, hardened her heart, and said, "I'm not your aunt. Go home and find your parents."

After he finished speaking, he walked away without even looking at the child.

She has a deep blood relationship with her parents, and it is not her turn to feel sorry for or pity the child.

Yun Chaomu did not look back, so he did not see the child standing there crying.

"I heard that this child never spoke, so I thought he was dumb. I didn't expect him to speak today."

Emperor Wuming said.

He was startled when he heard the little mute calling "Auntie" just now.

"Send him back as soon as possible to avoid any trouble. The child looks too good. I made it very clear last time. Xiao Zhan hasn't mentioned treating the child these days. I guess he must have an imperial physician to treat him."

"Last time, I made a bet with Leng Feng, betting on whether you would save the child."

Emperor Wuming said suddenly.

In his heart, he thought that he won. Today, she stopped Chu Ling from hurting the child. Meng Qingge was a kind person.

"Do you think I can save you, Lord?"

Yun Chaomu paused and said.

Di Wuming was silent for a moment before speaking, "Yes."

Yun Chaomu was stunned. At that time, the relationship between her and Di Wuming was incompatible. She always thought that Di Wuming left the impression of her being vicious and scheming, but she didn't expect that he was sure that she would save the child at that time?

"I won't, unless Yun Qianqian kneels down and begs me."

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