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When I first met Minghua, I was ten years old and he was 15 years old.

The winter snow was heavy that day, and my petite body shuttled through it alone.When I returned to my father's mansion, seeing me come back, Lian'er, the maid who had been waiting at the door, hurried forward and said: "Master, there is a distinguished guest in the mansion, the master told you to meet me as soon as you come back!"

"Got it!" I said flatly.

When I was ten years old, no one in the house saw me as a child.In front of them, I was a legend when I was young and mature.

When I was eight years old, because I couldn't sleep at night, I planned to take a walk in the yard.When I passed my father's study, I suddenly remembered that the yamen servants said that my father had a difficult case at hand, and it had been a month without a solution.Thinking that I might be able to help, I went to the study to find the official documents of the case they were talking about.

After reading it, I didn't even bother to sigh.It was nothing more than Zhang San, a bully in the market, who fell in love with the wife of Li Si's family on the street and molested her.How could Li Si tolerate the lady being molested by others, so he defended the lady's chastity.Since it is a defense, how can it be a small fight?Naturally, it's a big fight, it doesn't matter if it's a big fight, what matters is that Li Si misses and beats Zhang San to death.

The case wasn't really that difficult.Li Si obviously belonged to legitimate defense, and killing Zhang San was at best an excessive defense.But that Zhang San was the son of a relative's relative's relative's relative's relative's son.Although I turned eighteen bends in the mountain road, I was still my cousin's relative after all.Aunt Biao is also a standard housewife who is troublesome and troublesome. When someone came to beg her, she came to our house to talk about favors, hoping that my father could give Li Si a death penalty.I reckoned that my aunt must have taken advantage of others, otherwise why would she work so hard? !

In fact, as far as my cousin is concerned, it's nothing.But my cousin's husband, my cousin's uncle, is a prefect and also my father's immediate boss.And my father didn't want to wrong a good person for no reason, and he couldn't offend his cousin's family, so he was in a dilemma.

Lifting the pen, I wrote eight words on the official document without even frowning: dispatched outside Xinjiang, never entering the country.

Dad's official documents piled up like a mountain, including big bloody cases and trivial matters.I'm trying to figure it out, and help my dad to review some more, so as to reduce the burden on my dad.But this batch of two batches fell asleep at some point.

When I woke up the next day, my father looked at the official document in disbelief and asked, "Yuan'er, you approved this?"

"I saw that my father was a bit tired of reviewing official documents on weekdays, so I wanted to help." As I was talking, I remembered that I was only eight years old.Looks like he did something he shouldn't have done.

After calming down for a while, my father took Zhang San's official case and asked, "Yuan'er, tell me, why did you send him outside Xinjiang?"

Seeing that my father is serious about asking, I don't worry about age.Lian Rong said: "Yuan'er thought that if any minister in the court committed the crime of treason, he should have punished the nine clans. But if he is loved by the emperor, at best he will be distributed to the frontier. Daddy is a good official who loves the people like a son, and Li Si also Death is not a crime. But if his father locks him up for a few months and then releases him, it is hard to guarantee that the Zhang family will take revenge and kill people. It is better to be sent to outside the border. Although it is more difficult, at least his life can be saved! Turn back and make the same statement. When my aunt confesses, I won’t make excuses!” I think the reason why my father is struggling these days is also because he can’t find a way to get the best of both worlds.

After listening to what I said, my father suddenly became enlightened, hugged me and said: "My son is indeed a genius from heaven!" In fact, I deserve it.It's just that I have been an official for a few days, and I have been a king for a few days.

Since then, I have often taken care of official documents for my father.

"Hahaha!"

The snow continued to fall.Before I reached the front hall, I heard a loud laugh.Although I haven't seen the person, but the voice is the same young and mature as me.For a moment, I wonder if the owner of the laughter is the same as me, someone who has memories of previous lives?But after thinking about it, the chances are not high.Facts have proved that not only is the probability unlikely, but it is impossible at all.

"What a beautiful doll!" said the voice as soon as she stepped on the threshold of the front hall.

I frowned slightly, because I don't like people calling me a doll.Looking up at him, his bones are clear, his boundaries are clear, and his eyes are as bright as obsidian.The dark blue robe made him look more stable, and there was a sense of arrogance in his calmness, which implied a domineering aura.There is only one person in the world who can do this, and that is the person sitting on the dragon chair.Looking at his age, he is only a few years older than me.So it is too early to say that he is the emperor.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" I knelt on one knee and bowed my head in admiration.If I remember correctly, Prince Minghua is 15 years old and has recently traveled north to observe the people's sentiments.

There was a slight difference, but after a while, he said calmly: "What a smart doll!" After taking a sip of tea, he saw me kneeling down and said, "Get up." Listening to the voice, I saw through my identity, and he seemed bored.

During Minghua's journey to the north, he was supposed to live at his cousin's house.But I don't know why, but I have to live in this dilapidated place in my house, which is comparable to a cow pen and a stable.And there are rooms where you can't stay, so you have to live in my room.My father was very happy, but it was hard for me to rub another person on my small bed.Besides, I don't like sleeping with people.

So when I went to bed at night, I didn't sleep for a long time.Ming Hua slept soundly.He woke up in the middle of the night and saw that the light was still on, and I was lying by the window looking at the moon.The moon has hardly changed from 500 years ago, 1000 years ago, and 2000 years ago.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Minghua asked, taking a blanket of clothes.

"Can't sleep." I said indifferently.Didn't even look at him.

Then he said: "You have been staying up late and insomnia at such a young age, what will happen in the future?"

"Get used to it!" I continued indifferently.

"Are you used to it?" Minghua was curious.Obviously he doesn't know what I mean by getting used to it. It's because I don't know which life I fought on the battlefield, and it's not uncommon for me to never close my eyes for ten days and nights.

"It's okay, I'm just not used to sleeping with other people!" I explained as he continued to ask out of curiosity.If he continues to ask, I really don't know how I should answer.Tell him I'm a monster who remembers every life?Even I can't believe it myself!

"You doll is very interesting. The prince doesn't even think he condescends to sleep with you, but you despise me first?" After saying this, he also walked to the window and asked me, "What are you looking at?" Woolen cloth?"

I said, "The moon."

The moonlight reflected Minghua's face impeccably beautiful, but even so, I just glanced at him from the corner of my eye and didn't take a second look.

Ming Hua smiled and said, "I like the moon too."

I don't know if he said he likes me in response to me or if he really likes it, I'm just as indifferent as ever: "Is that so..."

Finally, Minghua couldn't bear my indifference, and asked: "Has your doll always been this cold?" I ignored him, maybe he felt a little embarrassed.After being silent for a while, he asked again: "Why do you like the moon?"

I really want to ask him, why is he a hundred thousand?

I said, "Because it's lonely..."

As if suddenly enlightened, Minghua said: "The stars are shining brightly, all over the sky. But there is only one moon, it is a bit lonely, do you sympathize with him?"

I said: "No, because we are lonely together!" Everything around me is changing in endless reincarnation, but only the bright moon and I have not changed much.And it's in heaven, and I'm on earth.So, we are alone together.

"Lonely baby, sleep in my arms, maybe you won't be lonely anymore!" Just as I was meditating, my feet flew into the air, and Minghua hugged me.

To be picked up, to be honest, I am not used to it.Normally, I might struggle a few times, but this time I seem to be really tired.He was hugged by Minghua, and then put on the bed.Then, he held me in his arms and fell asleep.

I don't know why, but I slept peacefully that night. I didn't dream about my past and present lives, nor did I dream about the suffering of reincarnation.