Royal rice bug, worm worm!

Hu Jiao lived in rumors for a long time when she was a child.

She suddenly appeared in the palace one month after the sage came back from the northwest. She was not a court lady, and was raised by concubines. The sage did not mean to be a princess at all. The palace people were speculating privately whether she was born by the sage in the northwest and Hu Sheng. .

The queen mother punished the palace servants who spread rumors, but it made them feel that they were covering up something.

The eldest prince did not know who told him that the existence of little Hujiao was a stain on a saint, so he had to lead people to bully her from time to time.

The most serious one was dragging the sleeping little Hu Jiao out of the house and throwing her into a dry well with big stones on the mouth of the well. It took a whole night for her to be found by the Hu beauty who raised her.

From then on, Hu Jiao didn't like small places, and would hide them deliberately when she was sleeping so that no one could find them.

In the few years when she first arrived in Prince Fu's Mansion, she loved to "explore" the back house of Jinzhi Courtyard. It used to be where Prince Ding's concubine Ji lived. Li Yunluo's biological mother and Hu Ji passed away one after another, so it was vacant.

Once, Hu Jiao was sleeping in a small Buddhist hall with her bedroll on her back, and accidentally found a secret compartment with a portrait hidden in it.

There are two people in the painting, one is King Ding, and the other is a beautiful woman in a Hu suit.

Hu Jiao looked in the mirror and found that she was very similar to that woman, she asked Fig: "Why would someone look alike?"

"It's not brothers and sisters, it's father, son, mother and daughter!" Fig said casually while helping Li Xi copy homework.

Hu Jiao was taken aback and decided that the woman in the painting was her own mother, and that woman happened to be Hu Ji.

Fig had a look of embarrassment, "I'm talking nonsense..."

Hu Jiao remained expressionless, "I believe it."

Everyone thought it was miraculous, and it was really a hit.

"What about the painting? Let me take a look." Li Xi looked curious.

Hu Jiao always carried it with her, and put it together with her most beloved whip, the fur ball doll Li Xi gave her, and the crested hairpin that Hu Meiren left her.

In order not to damage the painting, she specially pasted it on the sheepskin, rolled it up carefully when not looking at it, and tied it tightly with hemp rope so that it would not fall apart and scratch the painting.

Be more careful when untying the hemp rope, it's like slow motion.Li Xi waited until Xiao Chongpao trembled, wishing to help her relieve it.

Finally spread out, Li Xi couldn't wait to see it——

Uh……

On the one-foot-square little white sheepskin, there was only a bust of a woman's head crookedly attached, which was still yellowed and a little wrinkled. It was not like Li Xi's imagination, where King Ding and Hu Ji were making out.

Li Xi laughed and said, "Are you using scissors to cut off Lady Hu?"

Hu Jiao shook her head, "It was cut with a knife."

"Where is Grandpa?"

"Throw it away."

Everyone: "..."

Li Xi asked carefully: "Little Pepper, do you not like Grandpa?"

"I like it." Hu Jiao said seriously.

"Then you still throw him." Li Xi was a little dissatisfied.

Hu Jiao was silent for a while, looked at Li Hong, and said, "I thought I was born by A Niang and the saint."

A moment of silence.

Zheng Wei was the first to burst out laughing, "You Li family really..."

Brain hole is clear.

And yet surprisingly consistent.

Li Xi also laughed, and asked while laughing: "You think the saint is your grandfather? That's why you were unhappy when I asked you to secretly put pot ashes in the saint's dishes?"

Hu Jiao nodded.

Li Hong: "..."

He just wanted to know what happened to putting pot ashes in his dishes!

Li Xi hugged her belly and laughed for a while, grabbed Hu Jiao's hand again, and said, "You will be my younger sister from now on, and I will ask my grandmother to make you the county head."

Li Hong was jealous, "Why didn't you find me?"

Li Xi squinted at him, "Are you willing?"

"...not for the time being." Li Hong sullenly said.

Li Xi shrugged, that's all.

Li Hong looked annoyed, always feeling very shameless in front of his wife and children.

However, this matter is no small matter, and the clan will not agree easily.

Back then, just to give the concubine Li Yunluo the title of county lord, he had to fight with the uncles in Zongzheng Temple for three full months. If it wasn't for Li Xi's coquettish rolling and refusal to compromise, he would have given up.

What's more, Hu Jiao's life experience cannot be announced yet, because it involves Li Xi.

Li Xi also thought of this, so he personally promised Hu Jiao that the county lord would give her back sooner or later.

Hu Jiao herself didn't care, and cared more about another thing, "My grandfather is King Ding, not a saint, that's fine."

She admired King Ding since she was a child, and thought that King Ding was a great hero.

Li Xi exaggeratedly sighed: "I really envy you!"

Li Hong: "..."

No, I can't take it anymore, so I have to drag it over and give me a beating no matter what.

At the critical moment, it was still up to Dad Wei, who calmed down the situation with one sentence, "Miss Hu is not your sister, she was born earlier than you."

"Yes, little Hujiao's biological mother told me that she was born at Yinshi, and Xiaobao, you landed at the right moment." Zheng Wei testified.

At that time, the golden crow fell to the ground, the sky was full of rays of light, and clouds were flying in the western sky, and the statue of the saint appeared.It so happened that the sage led his troops to break through the imperial city and went straight into the Taiji Palace to punish the prince, and King Qin rescued him.

After sending off the first emperor on the front foot, a son was born in the arms of the back foot.

Li Xi knocked his head on Wei Yu's shoulder, annoyed: "Am I destined not to have a younger sister?"

All sisters!

There are four relatives, and there are a lot of cousins!

Wei Yu's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

Everyone thought of it, but they didn't know how to say it.

However, it cannot be avoided after all.

Li Hong said in a deep voice: "No, you have one."

Ding Wang's third daughter, the one born by Yang Shi, is just two hours younger than Li Xi.

Li Xi has been avoiding Yang Shi.

Just now when everyone talked about the past, they tried not to mention her.

Firstly, she is Ding Wangzhengfei, so she shouldn't be too harsh; secondly, she is also afraid that Li Xi will be sad.

In these years, Yang has been treating him with no kindness, even the straight-tempered Hu Jiao can see it.

In the past, Li Xi always thought that it was because he was raised in the palace since he was a child, and he was estranged from the Yang family. He thought that he would try his best to honor her and try to make her happy, so that the relationship between mother and child would always become closer and closer.

Now I finally understand that Yang will never get close to him.

Wei Yu covered it with his sleeve and shook his hand.

Li Xi really got strength from his warm palm, lowered his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Where is her child? It's my sister after all, it's not appropriate to always be floating outside."

Li Hong shook his head, "Hu Ji sent her away. I have been sending people to look for her all these years, but the child seems to have disappeared out of thin air."

Li Xi immediately grasped the key point, "Who the hell is Hu Ji? Why does she have such abilities?"

"She was brought back from the northwest by your uncle. She used to be the daughter of a small tribe leader. Later, her tribe was attacked by the Turks. Only a few people escaped and met your uncle."

Li Xi rolled his eyes, "My grandpa will always be my grandpa, not my uncle, don't expect me to call you daddy."

Li Hong pursed his lips.

In this matter, he didn't even have a position to scold.

Li Xi finished talking happily, and suddenly thought of Zheng Jiarou, and didn't want to make her sad, so she said awkwardly: "For the time being... I can't call your mother, don't be angry."

"No, I won't..." Zheng Jiarou shook her head with tears in her eyes.

Back then when he sent him away cruelly, mother and son were separated for 16 years, Li Xi didn't hate her, and was willing to talk to her calmly, she was extremely grateful to God.

The atmosphere was a little dull.

At this time, it is time for the loyal little dog-legged fig to come on stage, "Alang, is it possible that the problem was with that male doll back then? It was the one that Mrs. Hu found to exchange for the princess... If you find him, will you be able to know the other one?" The whereabouts of a county head?"

Li Xi's eyes lit up, "That's right, has my sister been sent to that brat's house? Will his family beat my sister and scold her for not letting her eat because she is a girl?"

"It's possible, it's very possible. Ah Lang, you just need to give me an order, and I will go and find out. Once I find that brat, I will beat him up first." Fig was filled with righteous indignation.

Li Hong closed his eyes.

He regrets it, really.

At the beginning, he should have carefully selected a few family members and placed them next to Li Xi, instead of these... the second girl and the second boy.

Over there, the master and servant are still cheering each other on.

"Fig, just go ahead, take my Lulu sword, and check whichever you want!"

"Don't worry, Ah Lang, even if I trample on these shoes and smooth the heels, I will find someone for you."

"Beat first."

"Yes, a beating is necessary."

"You don't need to look for it." Li Hong rubbed his temples, and ordered some figs angrily, "Go beat it, beat it a few more times."

Fig:? ? ?

Li Xi:! ! !

"That child...is a fig?" Xiao Fu Wang couldn't believe it, "Could it be that his uncle raised him until he was four years old before sending him to Changle Palace?"

"Otherwise, I'll use you to exchange him out of the palace. If you don't keep him, do you want to throw him to feed the bear?"

"No, no, no." Li Xi hugged the fig protectively.

Fig had a dreamy look on his face, "So, my life experience also has a lot to say, for example, my father is a general, and my mother is a famous courtesan in Chang'an? No, no, the number one scholar and a famous courtesan are more suitable..."

I couldn't help but focus on Wei Yu, "If I remember correctly, Wei Shaoqing is the number one scholar. Can I stop calling you 'Grandpa' and call you Father instead?"

Wei Yu: "..."

Just, pretty innocent.

Li Xi grinned and poked the fig, "Call me mother."

Li Hong stood up abruptly, rolled up his sleeves, found a stick, and swung his arms to beat his son.

Just in time, Jiang De'an's voice came from outside the door: "Saint, it's time to go to court. Look, do you want to change your clothes, put on a crown, and drive around the Tai Chi Hall..."

Only then did everyone realize that the candlesticks on the table had been burned out, and it was almost dawn.

Li Hong looked at Zheng Jiarou.

Zheng Jiarou looked at Li Xi.

Li Xi clasped Wei Yu's belt, and said in a muffled voice: "You guys go, I want to catch up on sleep, and I won't go to the academy today. Brother Shuyun is also not going to court, he wants to stay with me, comfort me, and keep me warm My wounded little heart."

Li Hong: "You..."

"Let's go." Zheng Jiarou said softly.

With just one sentence, Li Hong obediently followed.

It's dark and the gate is still open, so don't worry about anyone seeing it.

Li Hong begged Zheng Jiarou to sit on the dragon chariot with him—yes, he begged in a low voice, and Zheng Jiarou agreed.

Some things need to be made clear sooner or later.

"Saints don't have to worry about what happened back then. I have never regretted doing that. You don't have to feel indebted to me. I didn't do that for you, but for my own heart."

"I have you in my heart, and I am willing to protect you, just like you protected me in the palace. For me, this is not a sacrifice, but a reflection of my own ability. Can you understand?"

Li Hong smiled miserably, "Rou Rou, you are still so eloquent."

Zheng Jia smiled softly, "You still like to praise me so much."

Li Hong looked at her and said: "Let's make peace, Rourou, come back to me and be my queen, okay?"

Zheng Jiarou shook her head, "No."

Not because of fame, not for Cui Zheng's family, but for Li Xi.They had already been ruthless back then, and now they can no longer allow Li Xi to be stabbed in the back for their own selfish desires.

"You and I are free from illness and disaster, and we can still see each other. We can talk like we are now, and we should be content."

How could Li Hong not understand this truth?

His love and guilt for Li Xi are no less than that of Zheng Jiarou.

He looked at her, and merged thousands of words into one sentence: "Rou Rou, can you call me Brother Hong again?"

Zheng Jiarou's eyes instantly wet.

Wei house.

Li Xi snuggled under the covers and secretly wiped away tears.

I don't want to lose face like this, especially in front of Wei Yu, but I can't help it.

Wei Yu embraced him from behind, pulling him into a ball with distress.

His little gold bug, he is the best at acting, pretending to be strong, pretending not to care, pretending to be heartless, just to make others feel at ease.

But I wronged myself.