Your Majesty, he has a backache and brain fever

Xu Cainu waited for a long time for a small dumpling that was almost frozen into a popsicle. The clothes on her body had already been frozen into a large piece of icy slag while walking. She finally heard the movement outside.

This little Xuetuanzi stumbled into the open courtyard door, and before taking two steps, she staggered and was tripped by herself. The woman who had been calm all the year round finally had a sliver of vitality, and ran over in shock and disregard of her appearance. , still failed to catch him in time.

The little unlucky child Xia Moshi just fell to the ground. Before falling down, he was still hugging the immovable wooden rabbit in his arms, and softly called out to the person who kept approaching: mother.

The young woman hugged her son anxiously, stripped off his drenched clothes, covered him in the quilt and rubbed him, then boiled a pot of hot water by herself, and poured it into the tub to adjust it to a suitable temperature , and then put the son in the water, while soaking, rubbing the towel on his body non-stop, so as not to hurt the body, after rubbing for half an hour, he was carried out and put on clean clothes.

The poor mother stood by her son's bed, staring at him non-stop, but in the middle of the night, he still had a high fever, and the young woman worked until she was ugly, and Xia Moshi's body temperature returned to normal, although her lips were still tender. Unhealthy paleness, but after all, the blush on her face due to the high fever disappeared. Xu Cainu breathed a sigh of relief. Before dawn, the eyelids that had been fighting all the time finally couldn't hold on, so she leaned on her son's couch He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the early morning, the little man sleeping on the bed flapped his slender and well-defined eyelashes, opened his eyes, and the long-lost sunlight shone in, slightly dazzling. He closed and opened them again, and saw this strange and worn-out In the room, the chaotic mind froze for a moment, and some didn't realize where it was, until he tilted his head and saw the face of the sleeping woman lying in front of him, and his whole body was shocked in place, unable to move.

Well, why does this person look so much like his biological mother? !Although his impression of his biological mother is very limited, he can also recognize that this person is his mother who died young, but how could he see it? Is the limelight grass two feet tall?

Puzzled, Xia Moshi habitually stretched out his hand to press the center of his brow, and suddenly found that his hand became much smaller. In short, this is definitely not the arm that a 21-year-old adult man should have.He re-examined the house full of doubts, and finally realized that it was a little familiar. Isn't such a decaying arrangement the place where no one cared about him when he was young, and it was colder than the cold palace?

So, he went back to his childhood?Why did I have to be reborn? Could it be that something happened to me?

Xia Moshi's eyes were empty, recalling everything in his memory, wondering why he turned into this little radish, and thinking about what he should do in the future.

When I lowered my head, I saw Xu Cainv wake up, reflexively shrank her whole body towards the wall, and almost pushed her out habitually. Fortunately, at a critical moment, I remembered that this was my mother, not anything else. The messy woman didn't do the unfilial act of hurting her mother.

"Xiao Xiao, you finally woke up. Is there any discomfort? Are you hungry? Just wait. The porridge on the stove has been boiled, and it should be just right now. I'm sick, drink some porridge to get rid of it." After speaking, he wiped his tears and went out.

Xiaoxiao is the baby name his mother gave him. Xia Moshi hadn't heard it for more than ten years, and now he suddenly heard this name again, and it was from his own mother who hadn't seen it for more than ten years. Shi was dazed for a while, and when he came back to his senses, she had already brought a bowl of porridge in front of him.

Not to mention, although this cold palace is dilapidated, but fortunately it has all internal organs, even a small kitchen, maybe this is where the emperor's favorite concubine lived in the past.

Xia Moshi stiffly reached out to take it, but was stopped by Xu Cainu, and he just remembered that he is not only a six-year-old child, but also a child who is still sick, so he had to let his mother be patient. And carefully fed a bowl full of porridge into his mouth spoon by spoon, making his stomach bulging, then happily took out a handkerchief with the fragrance of pear blossoms and wiped his mouth, Smile gently.

Looking at this long-lost face, Xia Moshi felt as if he had passed away. In fact, judging from his adult man's aesthetics, he didn't understand why the emperor didn't like his mother. Maybe the emperor was blind.

Thinking of the current Emperor Qi An, his father, who is still alive, is an amorous and ruthless person. With the blood of the Qi Tong royal family dying day by day, he actually gave birth to seven sons.

It is rumored that an eminent monk who protected the country once said that the evil results caused by the heavy murders committed by the ancestors of the Qi State when the country was founded, but Emperor Qi'an was the most disbelieving person, he insisted on sowing seeds everywhere, and finally had the current seven A son is very rare, but he dismisses the women who bear children for him, especially the woman who lives here, his mother.

In his memory, until the spring of next year, when she died, the emperor never came to see her, nor did he give him extra concern. It has nothing to do with the word "youyou".Thinking of this, Xia Moshi still wanted to say, the emperor must be blind.

The emperor knew the existence of his son and recognized his identity. According to the ranking, he personally gave him the title of Seventh Prince, but he ignored the court lady who risked her life to give birth to the Seventh Prince, and did not want to give the Seventh Prince as a prince. In some living environments, education is even less of a consideration, as if his son is like a wild wolf beyond the Great Wall, and what he will do in the future depends on his own groping and fighting for it.

Xia Moshi thought of his father's fate of being backlashed by the wild wolves he raised in the end, and let out a disdainful snort in his nose, which can be regarded as Emperor Qi An's own evil, the so-called wicked will be punished by the wicked.

Seeing the smile on his lips, Xu Cainu felt that this son seemed to have changed somehow overnight, but she didn't think too much about it, because she never thought that what she saw in front of her seemed to have suddenly changed A mature son, he is really a grown man, a man who has been a puppet emperor for five years.

After crying and caring, Xu Cainu began to criticize her children: "Tell me why you were so careless, you ran outside in such a cold weather, and fell into the water. Is it fun to fall into the water in this weather? If you If there is something good or bad, wouldn’t it be my life?”

At this time, the crying woman finally had the babble of an ordinary woman, and Xia Moshi was overheard. Thinking of the little thing in his memory, Xia Moshi began to change the subject: "Mother, this is the child's own hand." It was carved, and it was intended to be used to congratulate mother Fangchen, but unfortunately I missed it yesterday." At the same time, he made a wronged appearance and waited for the elders to scold and punish him if he made a mistake and knew it.

As a person who has been a puppet emperor for five years, Xia Moshi is still good at the little trick of pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic. If he didn't even have this bit of acting skills, he would have died many times.So he was very sure that he could bluff this soft-hearted woman.

Sure enough, she remembered that when he came back last evening, he was completely frozen, but he still hugged it tightly, as if it was some kind of peerless treasure. Even the moment before he fainted, he was full of thoughts The most important thing was her mother, that "Mother" full of admiration was moving, thinking about it now, she felt a warm current surging in her heart, which made her whole heart feel warm.

"Silly boy, it doesn't matter if my birthday is over. As long as you are well, mother and son will always be together, and mother will be happier than anything else."

Xia Moshi picked up the little rabbit on the desk and continued to please her: "Then mother, do you like it? I gave it to you, not to see you cry, but to make you happy." Always happy.

Xu Cainv burst into laughter: "I like it. My little one has grown up and knows how to honor mother. Mother is very happy."

He has not uttered the word mother for 15 years, and even in his dreams, he has never dreamed of anything about this woman again. It can be said that she is a really strange existence, but at this moment Hearing her calling herself a mother, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, he felt that he was like a real child at this moment, a toddler who yearned for mother's love and warmth.

Rubbing his fingers on the wood carving, the rabbit who was said to be a mouse was already a little worn out. After looking down for a while, Xia Moshi withdrew his hand, then looked up and said to her: "Mother, this rabbit was made by them." If it's broken, I'll make another one for you."

The one in his hand was not only badly thrown, but even if it was intact, it was made by a six-year-old child after all. From his current eyes, it is indeed a bit ugly, although it is not as ugly as the fourth prince said. It's as shameful and ugly as it is, but it's really not that beautiful.

As a mother, to be able to receive such a gift made by her six-year-old son, she naturally doesn't care about whether it is good or not, but as a normal person with adult thinking, he also really thinks that this thing is really out of reach shot.

Besides, he remembered that he did fall into the water when he was a child, and he was still seriously ill. In order to take care of him, his mother also contracted a cold, and died in the spring of the next year. He always wants to keep it as much as possible.

This doll that was trampled by them just kept reminding myself all the time, reminding myself to remember the sincerity of that once innocent child, and firmly remember every taunt and ridicule they gave him.

Xia Moshi, who was small in stature, looked at the woman in front of him who was smiling happily, her eyes as round and dark as grape grains were full of firmness.