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When Xiao Yun was introduced, he saw Jiang Huaiyi sitting on the side, looking up at him.

Xiao Yun glanced, and there was no one else in the hall.

The emperors of the two countries just looked at each other quietly, with the vast Daning behind one, and the thousand-year-old Nanpang behind the other.

An upstart, an old favorite, an invincible future, and a steady past.

They were supposed to stay away from each other forever and be wary of each other, but because of one person, they had to live together under the same roof.

Xiao Yun knew when to be presumptuous and when to be serious, so he didn't speak, just looked at him.

Jiang Huaiyi looked him up and down, his expression was neither cold nor warm, only calm and indifferent, all emotions seemed to be suppressed under the water.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally stood up and said, "Follow me."

Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment, and immediately followed.

Jiang Huaiyi walked past several bookshelves in front of him, stopped, and twisted a mist-colored vase placed in a groove on the wall, and the bookshelf covering the wall in front of him slowly turned away.

Behind the bookshelf is not a wall, but an entrance.

Jiang Huaiyi didn't look back, just walked in, picked up the candlestick on one side, and lit the candle lamps in the room.

Xiao Yun saw that this place is not a secret room, but a storage room. There are many fine things, which are placed on rows of shelves, one by one, clearly and without any mess.

Xiao Yun asked: "Where is this?"

Jiang Huaiyi didn't speak, but his expression was slightly different. Xiao Yun had good eyes, and he just glanced casually at first, but he was stunned, wondering how he looked like a shy girl who was a new mother.

Jiang Huaiyi was silent for a while: "Everything here belongs to Huai Chu."

"Chuchu's?!" Xiao Yun's originally disinterested expression was replaced by a blink of an eye.

"Correct."

Xiao Yun looked around: "Can I take a look?!"

Jiang Huaiyi's handsome face sank slightly, Xiao Yun was about to change his words when he observed his words, but Jiang Huaiyi reluctantly said, "Anything you want."

Xiao Yun pretended not to understand his false politeness in the name of agreeing, but in fact he refused, so he threw himself on the shelf happily.

Jiang Huaiyi watched him touch each piece, his face became darker and darker.

Xiao Yun picked up a rattle, his eyes were full of surprise: "This is also Chuchu's?!"

He shook it twice, and there were two "dong dong", obviously still playing.

The rattle is in excellent condition, like new.

"……Yes."

"Then how old is he?" Xiao Yun shook it twice again.

Jiang Huaiyi watched him play around like a child: "...seven or eight months old."

Xiao Yun got excited all of a sudden, and couldn't put it down a little bit, finally put it down reluctantly, and grabbed a pair of red and white fluffy gloves in a blink of an eye: "What about this one?"

Jiang Huaiyi ignored him.

Xiao Yunquan pretended not to understand the impatience in his expression, and said loudly: "What about this?!"

Jiang Huaiyi's eyebrows twitched again and again: "...one and a half years old."

Xiao Yun stuffed his fingers into the small glove, and only two could fit in. He held up the small glove and compared it with his other big hand. Looking at the small glove, which was only half the size of his palm, His heart softened in an instant: "His hands were so small back then! He must have been so cute and cute back then."

"That's natural." Jiang Huaiyi said these four words without thinking, his face froze, and he walked forward without looking back.

"This and this! How old is this?"

"Don't go, don't go!!"

"This one, this one is so cute."

"Daughter-in-law... Is Chuchu so good-looking when writing for the first time?!"

"Why are there so many worn-out little shoes? Did Chuchu love to move when she was a child?"

……

No one paid attention to Xiao Yun, he could still talk to himself, Jiang Huaiyi's complexion became darker, his heart was really noisy, and he didn't know how Jiang Huaichu could bear it.

He walked faster and faster.

No one cared about Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun came all the way to play, when Jiang Huaiyi reacted and looked back at him, he had already held a bunch of little Jiang Huaichu's things in his arms, his fetal hair, his snow-white and soft little clothes, his The first wolf hair with a broken fork...

The things on the shelf that he didn't choose were crooked and messed up by him.

The blue veins on Jiang Huaiyi's forehead twitched violently, remembering that he let him do whatever he wanted, he took a few breaths before suppressing his anger: "Have you played enough?"

"It's no wonder Chuchu is so cute now. When he was a child—" Xiao Yun looked at Jiang Huaiyi, the surprise and excitement on his face suddenly disappeared. He put the things he was holding back on the shelf one by one without changing his expression, and still couldn't help saying , "How can it be so complete, even fetal hair—"

Before he finished speaking, he noticed something, and looked at Jiang Huaiyi who had already sat down in front of him, his eyes became a little bit incredulous.

Couldn't Jiang Huaiyi put them away one by one?

That weird blush.

Jiang Huaiyi was so stared at by him, his heart was out of order, but his eyes drooped a little bit, and he turned his face away.

What's all the fuss about?Never seen the world.

There was a strange silence, and after a long time, Xiao Yun said sincerely: "I know why you are so angry, I'm sorry, I really don't know, I thought you were an ordinary brother, I didn't know that he was raised by you since childhood big."

He also secretly thinks that Jiang Huaiyi is meddling in his own business. He made a mistake. Jiang Huaiyi is more like a father than his elder brother. A father may not be able to do this. No wonder he controls Jiang Huaichu so strictly. Compared with his elder brother's love, Jiang Huaiyi This is more like the unquestionable blessing of the father from top to bottom.

This is Nan Pang with strict etiquette and strict family values. If Jiang Huaiyi was in an ordinary big family, he would be like a patriarch, and he had the responsibility to teach the younger generation and lead him to the right path.

What's more, I'm really not a serious person.

Jiang Huaiyi was a little surprised that as the emperor of a country, he apologized without any pressure. He didn't care about face at all, he just thought about it, and said it sincerely without any pause.

In all fairness, I can't do it myself.

Jiang Huaiyi's expression softened a little.

"You're 25, Chuchu is only eighteen..." Xiao Yun paused for a moment, and said unexpectedly, "You raised him when you were seven or eight years old?"

Jiang Huaiyi said lightly: "It will be two years later."

There was another silence, Xiao Yun thought of the news he vaguely knew, and suddenly became a little dumb, the person who always made jokes, didn't know what to say for a moment, and after a long time, he said: "The lovely parents..."

Jiang Huaiyi: "Dead."

Rao had already guessed that when he really heard these two words, Xiao Yun's heart sank suddenly.

The beauty of brothers and sisters, but the suspense of parents is hidden behind it.

Emperor Nanpang and King Duan were not brothers of the same father and mother, but half mothers. Jiang Huaiyi's mother was a queen, and Jiang Huaichu's mother was a concubine of a famous family.

Xiao Yun didn't speak.

Jiang Huaiyi said indifferently: "The first emperor indulged in lust and died on the couch. Huai Chu's mother and concubine fell out of favor because of Huai Chu's affairs and were depressed. He died when he was two years old."

Xiao Yun's eyes widened suddenly.

All he could know was that the first emperor of Nanpang was a faint king who had rarely met in Nanpang for hundreds of years. He was young and died on a woman's body. He died of illness at that time, but the cause and effect could not be clarified.

Xiao Yun said: "Because of Huai Chu's matter... falling out of favor?"

Jiang Huaiyi looked at him quietly: "Do you know that Huai Chu couldn't walk until he was three years old?"

Xiao Yun was completely stunned, unable to believe the meaning of this sentence: "How could it be?!"

Jiang Huaiyi: "He didn't tell you?"

Xiao Yun clenched his hands tightly and shook his head.

"I knew it," Jiang Huaiyi said, "he always said yes."

Jiang Huaiyi looked at the rows of shelves: "You just saw a lot of worn-out little shoes, they were learning to walk secretly by himself."

"He was hydrophilic from birth, could swim, Yuxue was cute, and could talk in seven or eight months. He was extremely intelligent. Everyone said that he was a little lucky star in Nanpang, but after a few months, his father, the emperor, However, the concubine found that he was obviously healthy, but he couldn't learn to walk, his lower limbs were weak, and he couldn't even stand up. He was fine at one year old, still the same at one and a half years old, and at two years old..."

Jiang Huaiyi counted in a flat tone, Xiao Yun frowned tightly.

Jiang Huaiyi said indifferently: "The former emperor was superstitious and added some rumors. He regarded this as an ominous omen. Since then, he has neglected his mother concubine and him. For a whole year, he has not seen them. Huai Chu, who was crawling on the bed, couldn't take it anymore, went crazy, and threw himself into the well."

Xiao Yun's heart throbbed with pain.

Jiang Huaiyi said: "I saw him alone for the first time, and I was deeply impressed. He was alone, alone, and no one cared about him. In the gray palace, holding on to the railing, he walked forward step by step, fell, and got up. , fell, got up again, his knees were worn out, and his feet were dripping with blood, but he didn't cry or make a fuss, just like this again and again."

"Can you imagine such a one-year-old child?" Jiang Huaiyi took a deep breath with pain in his eyes, "It was because of that time that I decided to raise him."

In Jiang Huaiyi's understatement, Xiao Yun seemed to see that picture.

Yuxue is a cute, beautiful and extraordinary child who can almost be said to be blessed by nature, but has lost something more important than looks and wisdom-healthy legs and family affection.

How lonely and hopeless that must be.

At that time, Jiang Huaichu might not understand it, but he already understood it.

Xiao Yun was silent.

He suddenly knew why he loved Jiang Huaichu.

He loves everything about Jiang Huaichu, but the starting point of everything is a similar soul.

It is in loneliness that one awakens oneself, one overcomes despicableness in suffering, one is forced to control one's own life and become the master of one's own life in one's own necessity.

Jiang Huaiyi said, "Do you know how the late Emperor died?"

Xiao Yun looked at him.

This means that he died on a woman's body as the rumors said.

Jiang Huaiyi said: "Do you remember the woman who let you into the city that day?"

Xiao Yun nodded.

What he was talking about should be the woman who had been with Jiang Huaichu when he was in Beining.

Jiang Huaiyi said: "She was the late emperor's favorite concubine, and the late emperor was poisoned to death by her."

Xiao Yun was shocked again: "Why?"

In this way, it is not surprising that she can secretly let herself in, and she has done even more unimaginable things.

Jiang Huaiyi said: "Jiangzhou pipa girl, don't think of the emperor's kindness. She was robbed by the late emperor. What she does is only for her own happiness. She doesn't care about the glory and wealth. She sees that Huai Chu and I are suffering, and loves us both. , then poisoned the first emperor to death, and Huai Chu and I will have a better life when I ascend the throne, so before the mother died, she said that no matter what happens in the future, she must protect the concubine."

"It's not surprising that she likes you with her temperament."

Xiao Yun listened quietly.

Jiang Huaiyi told him everything about Jiang Huaichu's body.

Rao Xiao Yun had already guessed a lot, but after hearing what he said, he still felt like a thorn in his throat.

All of Jiang Huaichu's touching actions are priced in blood.

"He couldn't stand up at first, was it because of his blood?"

Jiang Huaiyi said "Yes": "But he stood up by his own ability, even though everyone told him to give up, including me, either by ridicule, distressed, or discouraged. I told him that in the future, my brother will take care of me You, he just smiled and kissed me, and he still practiced right the next day."

"Later, the old owner of Miluo Mountain Villa, that is, your great-grandfather, read the classics and said that if he hadn't learned to walk in the first few years, he would never be able to stand up when his bones were set. Do you understand what that means? ?"

Jiang Huaiyi's words were thorny, piercing Xiao Yun's heart with blood, and besides the heaviness, a deep sense of pride overflowed his chest.

It was Jiang Huaichu who did not give up on himself.

It was Jiang Huaichu who saved himself.

Such people will be his people in the future.

Jiang Huaiyi said: "So when I think about it later, I don't think it's strange that he did deviant things when he grew up. He is just superficially obedient. He has always been a very stubborn person, and he doesn't care what others say. He persists in what he believes in, and pays for it. How many are willing."

"Xiao Yun," Jiang Huaiyi looked at him with a complicated and unspeakable jealousy in his eyes, and said with relief, "You are his perseverance."