birth

That day in You Pavilion was the first time that monster power attacked his mind, and it was also the first time Xu Jia felt the strength of that monster power head-on. At that time, he had almost no power to fight back, and his consciousness was taken away in an instant , This made Xu Jia's heart feel stuffy, and he felt very uncomfortable. It was obviously something in his body, but now he wanted to control him instead?He sneered, dreaming.

Want to compare?Then give it a try and see who is left in the end.

In this way, Xu Jia inexplicably began to compete with himself.

After waking up this time, Xu Jia obviously felt that the muscles and veins in his whole body have been unblocked a lot. It is probably because Fu Er gave him spiritual power again when he was unconscious. If this is the case, then Fu Er probably already knew The strangeness of this spiritual power.Xu Jia's heart skipped a beat, and sure enough, he heard Fu Er asking in the next second, "How did you get that monster power in your body?"

"I don't know too well, it somehow came into my body." Xu Jia looked normal, shrugged helplessly, and half-jokingly said, "No, I'm still hanging on."

Fuer pursed his lips. He originally wanted to ask a lot of questions. Seeing that Xu Jia didn't want to say more, he didn't want to ask. He just reminded him, "I have played with it a few times, and I found that there is something in your body. That monster power... is even above me, and even I can't completely control it." He paused, half-closed his eyes, "Although you happen to have obtained such a strong spiritual power, in a sense Talking is a good thing. But after all, your spiritual sea is not stable, your inner heart is not deep, you have not been hardened for a long time, and your basic skills are not solid enough. It is easy to be deprived of your mind like that night, which is very dangerous for you , Xu Jia, do you understand?"

"Ok, I know."

Seeing that he didn't care much, Fuer unconsciously leaned his upper body towards him because of his impatience, "You must stay awake at all times, be vigilant, and never get lost or slack. If you encounter a situation that cannot be resolved, you must Tell me."

"Ah."

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Fuer thought that he was annoying him by talking too much, so he sat up straight, waited for a while, and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want some porridge?"

Xu Jia finally raised his downcast eyes, looked at Fu Er, smiled slightly, "I want to eat meat."

Fuer blurted out, "No!" After finishing speaking, he felt that he was too tough, and added, "You just woke up, how can anyone eat meat just after waking up?" He pursed his lips and lowered his voice, " How about some porridge?"

Although Fu Er said these words in a deliberative tone, what Xu Jia is not good at is Fu Er talking to him in such a tone, how can he say "no" at all, he said with a smile, " good."

Fu Er frowned, said "wait", and ran out excitedly.

Xu Jia's eyes fell on his receding back, he didn't know what he was thinking, but his expression was faint but inexplicably unrecognizable.It wasn't until Fu'er's back turned into a small black spot that he half-closed his eyelids tiredly.

The atmosphere between the two of them was a little estranged and awkward because of Xu Jia's intentional concealment, but thinking of the way Fuer asked him in a soft tone just now, "Is porridge okay?", Xu Jia smiled again, and pressed his tongue against his upper teeth. Pointy, slouching against the head of the bed, that's not okay.

This elder brother still treats him like a four-year-old child.

That does not work.

Xu Jia hadn't waited for Fuer's bowl of porridge, but he had waited for Chu Minghuang's eager figure to arrive. Before Xu Jia could react, Chu Minghuang sat down on the side of his bed. Covering his ears, he took his hand, "My son! My son! You're awake!"

Xu Jia, "..."

"What's the matter? Why don't you talk? Is there any discomfort?" Chu Minghuang held his hand, waved his sleeves, and ordered the maid behind him, "Why are you still standing there! Go tell the imperial physician!"

"...No need." Xu Jia stopped the court lady, "Come back...no...that...you should go down first."

"promise."

Just when the court lady was persuaded to leave, Emperor Chu Ming called emotionally again, "My son!"

Xu Jia frowned with a smile on his face, trying to pull his right hand out of Chu Minghuang's hand, but instead he held it tighter, pulling and pulling, and the bracelet on his sleeve fell off When he got down, his eyebrows twitched, and then he noticed that there was an extra bracelet on his hand, wait... Isn't this green jadeite bracelet that he snatched from the woman's arm back then?Why is it in his hands now?Isn't he in his arms?

Wait, the crown prince...why did this Emperor Chu Ming suddenly save him?And why did he suddenly make him the crown prince?

Could it be related to this bracelet?

Could it be that the woman is still related to the emperor?

……

Chu Minghuang interrupted Xu Jia's thoughts suddenly, "My son, don't you call your father?"

Xu Jia, "..."

It's fine for you to identify your son indiscriminately, but why do you force others to identify your father indiscriminately?Deficient or not?Deficient or not?

His gaze swept towards Chu Minghuang's neck intentionally or unintentionally. More than a month has passed, and the traces of being pinched by him that day have faded and are almost invisible. All of a sudden, "Forgot who was going to kill you that day?"

"My son, you... what's going on with your hand?" Chu Minghuang didn't seem to hear Xu Jia's words at all, he raised his hand and asked worriedly, "Does it still hurt? Have you taken the medicine?"

Following his movements, Xu Jia's eyes landed on his wrists - several wounds that had been ligated.He squinted his eyes, and suddenly remembered that... it seemed that Fuer caught him during the dispute with him that day, and now he has no feeling at all.Taking advantage of Chu Minghuang's loss of consciousness, Xu Jia withdrew his hand, "It's okay."

Being interrupted by Chu Minghuang, Xu Jia suddenly forgot what he said just now, and when he raised his head again, he happened to meet Chu Minghuang's eyes full of concern. I took it back again.

It just so happened that Fuer came back from the imperial dining room at this time, holding a square mahogany basket with golden flowers, birds and animals printed on it, and even the handle was finely carved with gold leaves.After Fuer saw that Emperor Chu Ming was also in the room, his originally cheerful and somewhat impatient steps suddenly became steady, "I pay my respects to the emperor."

Chu Minghuang turned his head and saw that it was Fu Er who came in, he quickly waved his hand to signal him to be excused, then his eyes fell on the mahogany basket again, and asked, "What is Ai Qing holding in her hand?"

"It's for Xu..." Fu Dun paused, bit the tip of his tongue, and said, "His Royal Highness's porridge."

Hearing this address suddenly, Xu Jia raised his eyebrows slightly, unable to distinguish between happiness and anger.

Chu Minghuang took the porridge from him, and blew the porridge in the spoon to cool himself, as if he didn't see Xu Jia's rejection, he directly handed the porridge to his mouth.

Xu Jia hesitated for a while, and finally opened his mouth, his face froze at random, and he refused Chu Minghuang's second feeding with practical actions.

Chu Minghuang, "Isn't it delicious?"

Xu Jia, "It's not tasty."

Chu Minghuang frowned and looked at the porridge in the bowl, and said dissatisfiedly, "The cook in the imperial dining room must be lazy again, and they dare to fool the prince's food!" Randomly he put the bowl heavily on the table, " It's simply unreasonable!"

Xu Jia pursed her lips, but didn't answer the words.

After a long while, Chu Minghuang seemed to suddenly remember something, his frowning relaxed, and he smiled at Xu Jia, "Some time ago, Beiman sent a large amount of tribute, including many valuable supplements. It will also be of great benefit to your recovery during this period of time, so I will send someone to bring it to you!"

Xu Jia smiled faintly at him, but did not refuse.

Chu Minghuang patted the back of his hand, "Wait." After standing up, he turned around and added, "This time, let the best chef in the imperial dining room make porridge for you!"

Xu Jia laughed uncontrollably, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then Chu Minghuang left excitedly, almost exactly the same as when he came.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room cooled down.Xu Jia raised his head to look at Fu Er who was standing beside him, and said with a smile, "Everyone is gone, why are you still standing there?" After saying that, he patted the side of the bed, "Sit down."

But Fu Er didn't seem to hear what he said, he still turned his head to look in the direction where Chu Minghuang left, and remained motionless.Suddenly, he asked without beginning or end, "Why did you kill him that day?"

Xu Jia still had that reckless appearance, and replied with a smile, "I don't know, didn't I lose consciousness?"

Fu Erdi's mind suddenly flashed the image of Chu Minghuang smiling like a child just now, "He treats you very well."

This time, Xu Jia didn't even seem to want to be perfunctory, so he kept his mouth shut and didn't answer his words.

After a while, Fu Er turned his head and saw him stirring the porridge in the bowl again and again, with an indifferent expression, "Maybe he just wants to make amends? Atonement?" Xu Jia sneered, "Who knows? Maybe he just wanted to make amends through me. His regrets for someone?"

However, not all regrets can be made up, all sins can be offset, and not all promised people will come back.

Fuer stared at the mocking look at the corner of his mouth and didn't speak for a long time.

The originally awkward atmosphere had dropped to freezing point, and they sat and stood like that for a long time.

Until Xu Jia stopped harming the bowl of porridge in the bowl, and gently put down the spoon, as if there was no strange atmosphere at this moment, she raised her head and smiled as before and asked, "Brother, don't you feed me porridge? "

"Didn't you say it's not good to drink?"

"Not necessarily." Xu Jia returned to that casual look, "It didn't taste good just now, maybe it tastes better now."

Fu Er stared at the smiling face on his face that made it difficult to distinguish the true from the false, and took the bowl of porridge after a pause. Just as he was about to brag about it for him, he thought of Xu Jia's disgusted look just now inexplicably, So he directly handed the spoon to his mouth, held it up for a while, only to find that Xu Jia didn't open his mouth at all, until Fu Er looked at him with questioning, only to find that Xu Jia was looking at him with downcast eyes and a smile, "Hot .”

The negative and awkward atmosphere between the two of them from just now seemed to be relieved by Xu Jia's word "hot". Fuer pursed his lips and retorted, "It's been left for a while now, so it's not hot anymore."

Xu Jia, "Brother hasn't had a drink yet, how does brother know?"

Fuer, "..." Seems to have some truth?

When Fu Er was about to taste it, he heard Xu Jia say again, "Why does brother drink my porridge? Take advantage of me?"

Fu Er was out of breath, and blurted out, "This is the porridge I made!" After saying that, he raised his head, just in time to meet Xu Jia's teasing gaze, with bad water hidden in his eyes.Inexplicably, he lowered his head, looking remorseful.

Xu Jia was inexplicably in a good mood seeing Fu Er's deflated appearance, and said with a smile, "I know you made the porridge."

Fuer lowered his head and talked stubbornly with him, "How do you know?"

Xu Jia chuckled lightly on top of his head, and then pressed his cold index finger against his right cheek, Fuer was startled, flinched subconsciously, raised his head, and bumped into Xu Jia's peach blossom eyes.

Xu Jia didn't answer his question, but said, "My brother's face is dirty."

Fuer said in a daze as if he was bewildered by his eyes, "Where is it dirty?"

Xu Jia stared at the boiler ashes on Fu Er's right cheek, only smiled silently, the strength in his hand increased a bit, when Fu Er was about to frown, he withdrew his hand, with a obedient look, "Okay, Now I wiped my brother's face clean, so..." He smiled, revealing the pair of dimples, "It's time for courtesy, now it's time for brother to feed me porridge."