The Tyrant's Cannon Fodder Queen[Transmigration Book]

"Learn to be bad?" Tears rolled down Lu Xiao's cheeks, and they gathered on the tip of his chin to form beads: "Are you ignoring me because you are afraid that I will be bad? If so, at least every once in a while, ask me Just a few words, let’s see if I meet your expectations? Don’t listen, don’t ask, don’t respond..." His eyes sharpened, and he roared suddenly: "Is this the way you taught me after careful consideration!"

The imperial concubine lowered her head slightly like a child who made a mistake: "I'm sorry."

She broke the pot and smashed it, knowing that what she did was wrong.

"I don't want to be sorry," Lu Xiao grinned, his voice low and hoarse like a whisper: "I want my concubine...don't hate me so much. I just want to stay by your side, can I just not talk? Why do you have to let me Mammy, take me elsewhere? I've tried to shrink myself, and you make me feel like I'd be disgusted by you even to breathe."

"I'm sorry." The imperial concubine showed a repulsive look again, which was a signal that she needed to be alone.

She was almost suffocated by the grief on her son's face.

It might have been better if she threw herself into the well in the early years, but she was afraid of causing trouble to her son at that time, and the only thing a useless person like her can do is to cause less trouble to others. She just escapes.

Lu Xiao closed his eyes in despair, waited for a moment, opened them, took a deep breath, and tried his best to ask calmly: "I heard that my mother and concubine used to chase after the third brother who played Cuju to wipe his sweat, how did you chase him? Brother runs so fast, doesn't the concubine feel tired? Can you chase after me and slap me once, just like Mammy said, and give me a round of applause."

The concubine Taigui raised her head and looked at her son with puzzled eyes: "This is the first time you want concubine mother to do something for you."

Lu Xiao pursed his lips and nodded with a wry smile: "Is it possible?"

The imperial concubine did not answer, and she rarely showed her son a questioning look: "I thought you were different from the third child."

"Different?" Lu Xiao laughed at himself: "Mother Concubine will find that I am different? Sometimes I worry that if I meet Mother Concubine outside the palace, Mother Concubine may not even recognize me."

The imperial concubine turned her head and stared out of the window for a while, then she concentrated again, and when she turned her head, it seemed that she suddenly found her son by her side.

Slowly recalling what happened just now, she showed a numb look again, and murmured: "As long as the third child is happy, as long as his needs are met, he will be happy. Xiao'er, you are different, you always want to Make Ben Gong happy, Ben Gong is exhausted just to survive, you always want to lead me to do something, it has been like this since I was a child, you always pester me so vigorously, but I always lose my mind, when I recover, I find Your whole little face is devastated, I'm so scared, so tired, I can't do anything well, why don't you just pretend I'm dead?"

"Why are you so tired?" Lu Xiao stepped forward, grabbed the emaciated concubine's shoulders, frowned and said, "Is the father so important to you? If he doesn't come, I can still make you happy!"

The imperial concubine looked up at her son in a daze: "Your father? He...he is not important. I used to think he was very important, and I thought it would be good if he came back. Later, he came a few times, and I realized that he couldn't save me. , I don’t want to see him anymore, he makes me feel uncomfortable, it has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with you..."

She suddenly stretched out her hand to stroke her son's cheek, with a rare look of panic in her eyes: "God, why do you have to settle these accounts on yourself? Why...how do you look like me? Don't... don't become I'm like this..."

Lu Xiao's eyes lit up in a trance, as if at this moment, some kind of tacit understanding suddenly lit the way to his mother's heart.

The estrangement of nearly 20 years, because of a certain commonality in the blood, has brought the mother and son closer than ever.

Lu Xiao slowly knelt under the imperial concubine's knees, looked up at her, and said solemnly: "I am your own, so I am naturally like you, and I love to take care of things like you. Give me the burden and make me a useful person."

After returning home, Xue Yao paced back and forth in the backyard alone.

It's a headache. Last night's subconscious release made his feelings about Lu Qian completely wrapped in hormones.

He tried to recall Lu Qian's chubby appearance, to resist the rapid heartbeat from time to time, but at this moment, the little brat in his memory was holding a milk jug, and he was a free and easy image of holding a sword and drinking heavily, so handsome that his legs softened.

Xue Yao had no choice but to find another way, and began to recall the various crimes committed by Lu Qian's own father, and forcibly distributed the blame to Lu Qian, concluding that this kid would also become a ruthless and caring pig's hoof in the future.

In the evening, someone came to look for Xue Yao, and it is said that he brought an entourage who looked like a eunuch.

Because the concierge didn't know him, Xue Yao guessed that it might be Nuan Baobao who came to look for him, so he hurried to the front hall to greet him, but it turned out to be Lu Jin'an.

"His Royal Highness Prince Rui?" Xue Yao hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "If you have something to do, please inform me to go to the palace, why bother you to come in person? Please do it quickly!"

Lu Jin'an smiled: "I'm on the way too, I'm here to say hello to you, I've already taken care of Aunt Bo's affairs, so you don't have to worry about it."

Xue Yao hurriedly nodded and thanked.

"Seventh brother let you out of the palace so early today?" Seeing that Xue Yao's expression was not right, Lu Jinan asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's just that I didn't sleep well in the past two days. I'm taking leave early today to go back home to rest. Thank you Your Highness for your compassion." Xue Yao replied with a nod.

Lu Jinan nodded and said with a smile: "Why are you so polite when you face me alone? Every time the seventh brother stands beside you, you seem to be a different person? You are quite good at pretending to be a tiger, and there is no seventh brother for you today Support, should this king take the opportunity to settle accounts with you?"

Xue Yao raised his head in embarrassment, and was about to explain, when he saw Lu Jinan twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a smirk that was a joke.

"It seems that you are really afraid of me." Lu Jinan found Xue Yao very interesting.

Inside and outside the court, most courtiers and eunuchs are afraid of King Ning Lu Qian, because King Ning has a weird and unpredictable temperament.

And Lu Jin'an has always persuaded people with generosity and reason, but this Xue Yao, who is respectful to him on weekdays, becomes unscrupulous when he sees his seventh brother, wishing to ride on the seventh brother's head to do his best.

What's even more strange is that his seventh brother, who has no patience with anyone, is really willing to pamper Xue Yao.

Xue Yao didn't think there was anything wrong with his different treatment. The little fat boy was his own. "Xue respects His Highness, so he should be considerate."

"Then you don't respect the seventh brother?" Lu Jin'an casually turned his head and looked around, intending to taste the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall in Xue Yao's residence, but his eyes were attracted by a bow and arrow placed in the east corner.

Feeling very serious, Lu Jinan walked over quickly, raised his hand to take off the ox horn bow, and checked the writing engraved in the center of the inner wall of the bow. As expected, it was Lu Jinan's inscription.

"This bow..." Lu Jinan turned his head and looked at Xue Yao wonderingly.

"Ah! This bow is exactly the ox horn bow you gave me in the past. It has not been maintained recently..." Xue Yao thought it was over!The gift that the crown prince gave him back then was discolored by the accumulation of dust!

"I gave it to you?" Lu Jin'an showed a surprised expression, stared down at the bow and arrow to recall carefully for a moment, and finally remembered.

"Didn't Lao Qi snatch this bow from my tent during the autumn hunting a few years ago? How did I give it to you?"

Xue Yao was at a loss at first, and quickly searched for the memory of this bow in his mind——

In the paddock many years ago, by the bonfire under the moonlight, Xue Yao chatted with a group of princes, saying that he lacked an ox horn bow. When he woke up the next day, a little eunuch sent a bow and said, "Your Highness gave me a bow." Your".

At that time, Xue Yao didn't know which Highness the "His Royal Highness" was, and he suspected the prince, the fifth son, and the sixth son all over, but he never expected...

Lu Jin'an tilted his head and stared at Xue Yao's face in doubt, and said with concern: "Why are your eyes so red? I will give you this bow as soon as I give it to you. I won't take it back. Don't get excited."

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