After the cannon fodder prince collapsed, the country will not perish

The day Xiao Di met Xie Qingci, there was no warning at all.

But this day without warning, like fate, was caught off guard and deeply engraved in his heart.

It was early spring of the year, and the spring was here, but the chill was still there.

The army led by my father to attack the capital has continued to advance, and in a few days it will join forces with the army led by Uncle Xie to attack the enemy together on the waterway.

This was an exciting battle, but because he was in the rear, he could not personally participate in the battle experience.

It doesn't matter, the boy's heart has already flown to the distant battlefield.

Every time he woke up, Xiao Di would run to the bottom of the steps to take a look at the sky.

If it was gloomy and it was about to rain, there was a smile on the corner of the boy's mouth.

War also needs God's help. If the rain is abundant and the waterways are smooth, there will undoubtedly be more chances of winning.

Fortunately, it coincides with early spring, and the god is generous, and the silent spring rain is always falling.

Xiao Di finished his kung fu practice that day, watching the rain dripping down the porch, he couldn't help reaching out to catch it.

At this time, someone laughed and said, "Adi, go to my house to discuss the situation of the battle."

The person who came was Xie Huayan, the eldest son of Xie. He was still a young boy, but he already had a sense of etiquette.

Since his father recognized Xie's family as the master, he also recognized himself as a courtier. When encountering such a situation, naturally there is nothing wrong with it.

"Brother Xie, please wait a moment."

The two arrived at Xie's house side by side, but they were both young at heart, and after talking about the war for a while, they began to get distracted.

It happened that the second son of the Xie family was also there, and the three of them coincided with each other and started playing polo.

The spring rain is pattering, and the clothes are not wet.

When he was playing vigorously, Xiao Di always felt that there was an imperceptible line of sight behind him.

He is a martial arts practitioner, if he is targeted by someone, he will definitely find out as soon as possible.

But this look is different.

Like the spring rain at this time, the face is not cold, soft and sticky, and it can't pose a threat to anyone.

Xiao Di seized the opportunity and suddenly turned around.

Rain fell from the eaves behind him, and in the deep and shallow rain, stood a slender child.

It was a very beautiful boy, wearing a sapphire blue robe, with white jade hanging around his neck, his lips were light pink, and water vapor entered his eyes, condensing into a touch of melancholy that people can never forget.

There is even a cute tear mole in the corner of his eye.

It is certain that when you grow up, you will be extremely beautiful.

But now there is a fragile childishness, as if he can dissipate in the misty rain as long as he blinks.

Xiao Di didn't dare to blink, or even breathe.

"Qingci, who allowed you to come out on a rainy day?" Xie Huayan's majestic voice sounded: "Go to the room, there is also cold air under the eaves!"

Xiao Di held his breath all the time, and after seeing the young man with a glimpse of surprise, he opened his lips but said nothing to his brother.

He just turned around and entered the house resentfully.

He remembered his name, Qingci.

After rolling dozens of times in my heart, Xiao Di finally asked casually: "Is this young man not in good health?"

"This is my brother-in-law." Xie Huayan sighed, "He has always been weak, and the doctor told him to rest, but he insisted on going down to the ground to play..."

"It's still so small, it must be boring in the room..."

"Who says it's not, it's just that you can't come out on a rainy day."

"If it's a sunny day without rain or snow, I can still go out for a walk."

Xiao Di was silent, and gradually outlined the appearance of Xie Qingci.

I want to come out to play every day, but I am trapped by my body, so I can only choose the sunny day to come out, and if it rains, I can only stay in the house.

He must also really want to play polo with his brothers, that's why he stood under that roof.

From then on, for Xiao Di, the good weather began to change.

He still cares about the weather every day, but not for the war.

On rainy days, he would think of a certain little figure in that small courtyard—it must be another day when he couldn't come out.

When encountering the so-called sunny days, the corners of the mouth can't help but rise.

If possible, he is willing... to block all the rain for him.

After that meeting, Xiao Di paid attention to everything about Xie Qingci, which he couldn't even explain.

But he covered it up well.

Just like asking about the weather every day, no one knows his real intention.

But once, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

It was a war transfer. Xie Qingci was not transferred because he was late, but was captured by the enemy.

At that time, Xie's family was not around. Although Xie Qingci's status was extraordinary, everyone had the task of leading the army, and no one wanted to rescue him.

Xiao Di rode his horse and went in the direction of Xie Qingci alone.

His skills are undoubtedly excellent, especially when he saw the young man trapped in front of his chest, his chest seemed to be burning with flames.

In the blink of an eye, many people had already been killed.

He asked Xie Qingci to sit in his arms, ready to bring him out.

But at this time, he was plotted against, and an arrow fell into his chest

It would have been unnecessary to be injured.

But the young man was on his chest, and the hair seemed to be entwined around his chest through the clothes.

It is strange that a person whose breath is not stable is not injured.

Fortunately, there was no poison on the arrow, it just left a scar on his chest.

It is not obvious at first glance, but it is always in the heart, like a shadow.

And that person...how similar.

When we met again, he had been labeled as the son of a traitor.

He never thought that Xie Qingci still had that face, but it was not as quiet and cute as he remembered.

He's going to break his leg.

"You are the son of a traitor, what's the use of having legs?" Xie Qingci looked at him disdainfully, with a sharp and vicious voice: "Break your legs to prevent you from escaping."

"As the son of a traitor! You deserve it!"

He spoke aggressively, and began to cough after speaking, his whole body was crushed like spring rain, which could be crushed at the touch of a finger.

He is still so weak.

Xiao Di involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had finally found some evidence that this person was similar to Xie Qingci from before.

No matter what, it's great that that person didn't disappear into the sky, but is still in this world...

Even if he broke his own legs.

The deep pain hit, and bloodshot eyes appeared in Xiao Di's eyes.

But within a few days, someone suddenly came to his courtyard.

Xie Qing resigned.

He came to see himself with ointment, his eyes were the same as when they first met, full of melancholy and tenderness.

Xiao Di's thoughts moved, and he immediately realized what was going on.

He just said, how could his little Highness have the heart to cripple his leg.

Eighty percent... there are unspeakable secrets.

But I didn't see His Highness's intentions and difficulties, and secretly resented His Highness in my heart.

Xiao Di has always been indifferent, if someone hurts him, he will definitely make that person pay ten times the price, but at this moment he took the ointment carefully: "Thank you."

He was reluctant to use the ointment for a few steps.

I can't stop looking at it, as if a drowning person is watching the light shining from the shore...

But within a few days, the light suddenly disappeared.

It was still Xie Qingci, but this time his face suddenly changed: "What ointment? I never gave it to you..."

"Xiao Di, I really didn't expect you to be so brazen, steal something, and lie!"

Looking into Xie Qingci's eyes, something sank silently.

He couldn't believe that this was the person he met for the first time in the spring rain that day.

Since then, every time Xie Qingci showed his favor to him, Xiao Di still accepted it without reservation.

He hoped, at least once, that it was true.

However, it does not.

Every time, Xie Qingci seemed to be a different person within a few days, never admitting that he had shown favor to Xiao Di, but instead humiliated Xiao Di more and more.

Xie Qingci is not a spring rain, but a winter ice skate.

It was piercingly cold and painful.

He just wants power.

Finally one day, he leveled the mountains and rivers and entered the palace in armor.

The former master, Xie Qingci, is now prostrate at his feet.

Just like this country, let him handle it.

This person killed him, humiliated him, hurt him, lied to him...

Xiao Di thought that on the day he took power, he would wish to tear Xie Qingci to pieces.

However, what is clamoring in my heart is another way.

He put him in the inner palace.

Maybe it was because of the look in his eyes that he couldn't bear it, maybe it was too long, the spring rain had already grown into a stormy sea in his heart.

Make him unable to give up.

He imprisoned His Highness Jin Zun Yugui.

"I just want to have some fun with His Highness."

Xiao Di said this to Xie Qingci, and he also said this to himself.

Anyway, he is not in good health and it is inconvenient to go out, so it is better to let him take care of him.

He became violent, terrifying, and indifferent.

I want to see him cry, I want to see him trembling, I want to see him begging for mercy.

Only at this time can he feel that what he touches is the real him.

But what remains unchanged is that he will still take a look at the weather, and his mind drifts towards the palace if there is nothing.

It was a fine day.

It's a good weather for Xie Qingci to come out and relax.

Xiao Di held a smile, thinking that he could "torture" his good brother again after the court was over.

It's just that he didn't expect that footsteps could be heard in the hall, and news that he had never expected came.

The wind blows peach blossoms and rain, and the sycamores have another autumn.

The appearance of that person seemed to gather and disperse like floating clouds, and gradually he could not remember his appearance

It's just that Xiao Di still doesn't like rain.

Others just feel that it is rare and ordinary.

No one knew that all his life, he was still waiting for the rain to stop.