Shangjing Snow

Suddenly thought of eighteen, he has no mother.

I heard from Thirteenth Brother that Shiba was still fluttering butterflies in the imperial garden when Concubine Chun left, without any sadness on her face, let alone shed a single tear.The eighteenth brother is always different from ordinary people, but this matter has little to do with me.

Life is still going on as usual, and the teacher said that I am becoming more and more like a prince.He told me that many things cannot be decided by oneself, let alone children like us.

I suddenly thought of my biological mother. Looking in the mirror, I wondered whether this face was more like my father or more like my mother.

Yesterday, I accidentally saw Shiba sneaking into my palace. It was a small ball, and it couldn't even reach the taller table.I sat on the tree and watched him with great interest. The little guy seemed a little nervous, and ran away in a hurry after muttering something.

It seems to say: nerd.

22

That night, I went to visit my father again.I asked him what kind of person his mother was, and he was a little taken aback. This was the first time I asked about my mother.

"Why do you remember her?"

How did I think of her, I don't know how to answer.

Father Huang has said many times that Ah Huan is a docile and amiable child, but his heart is cold, and he doesn't want to come out if others can't walk in.

"Actually, many times, I can't understand you, Ah Huan, you can cry."

Faced with the loving and ashamed eyes of my father, I was a little embarrassed, and opened my mouth and said: "I just want to know, this son has never seen his mother."

"She is very stubborn. She is ruthless to herself and even more ruthless to others."

"In short, don't be like your mother."

On the way back, I thought about my father's words carefully, and then sighed heavily. His old man was too worried.

I am not as stubborn as my mother, and I have no backbone or anything.

23

I was awakened by a nightmare at night, so I simply got up and practiced martial arts for a while, and the commander praised me for my great progress.

24

When I returned to the palace from General Wang's mansion, I saw Xiao Shiba.The little guy was wearing thick clothes, jumping up and down in the snow, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, followed by a group of court ladies and eunuchs.

I looked behind myself, it was empty, and there was a big battle.

I suddenly thought of what my father said: Only when you become the eighteenth emperor can you survive.

Among the several children, the emperor's father loves Xiao Shiba the most. He completely regards him as a child of ordinary people, carefree, free and undisciplined, like a wild butterfly.

25

Wild Butterfly fell down, buried his face in the snow, and threatened his servants not to help him.

A group of people is not moving, nor is it not moving.

I shook my head secretly, avoiding the courtesy of the servant, and squatted down to pick him up, deliberately teasing him: "Whose little doll fell down?"

The little guy was a little silly, blushing.

After reacting, he pushed me away again, pretending to be fierce in a childish voice: "Bold! Who are you?"

I almost forgot, Shiba hasn't seen me yet.

26

I've seen him many times.

It's really strange, obviously a brother who grew up in the palace, how come it's just me who haven't met face to face?

Even the seventeenth sister often finds me to play around.

27

Eighteen is like seven years old.

I smiled and pinched his fleshy cheek, and said, "I'm Xiao Zisu, who are you?"

Shiba wrinkled his face, looked a little unhappy, and sneered: "You are my big brother, my father likes you the most, and always praises you."

"I saw you today, except that you look better, you are similar to other brothers."

It's kind of awkward.

I pretended to think, and said in surprise: "It turns out that it is our little eighteen, who has grown so tall. We met him when we were young, and it's only this little."

Crumpled and ugly.

"What's the name of eighteen, brother can't remember clearly."

When he heard it, his expression was not very good, and he snorted, "I want you to take care of it!"

Don't forget to push me away, go far away by yourself, and squat down on the ground to pile up a crooked little snowman.

Shiba's mind was not on making a snowman, and I kept glancing back from the corner of my eye. I coughed and said deliberately: "It's getting cold..."

"My name is Yuan Jing!"

He hurriedly stood up and emphasized again: "My name is Yuan Jing."

28

Pfft, it's really interesting, no wonder my father always said that eighteen is a pistachio.

"Xiao Jing'er and elder brother go back."

I hugged Yuanjing like hugging a piece of ice, it was too cold.

There are a lot of picklings in the palace, some people will do anything to fight for favor, they were poisoned when they were eighteen, and they have been suffering from hidden diseases since then.

"Eighteen is still so young."

The child came up to me, bit my face, and said viciously, "I've grown up!"

"Like a puppy," I smiled at him, and hugged his cloak a little tighter: "Grow up well, brother will accompany you."

Yuan Jing hugged me, rubbed my face, and said, "Can I find you?"

There is no strangeness between Yuan Jing and I, as if we should be so familiar with each other.

"can."

29

The most common sentence Shiba said was: Father loves elder brother the most, and he doesn't even like me.

I looked at Xiaotuanzi's wrinkled face, I was a little amused, I took a Tang Pozi and handed it to him, and said: "Why do you say that at eighteen, the favor given to you by the emperor is the only one, and my brother is also very envious of you. "

Shiba glanced at me, and said stubbornly: "But father doesn't care about me at all, doesn't ask about my homework, doesn't test my martial arts, among brothers and sisters, father cares most about you."

Only now did I understand that my eighteenth brother envied me to have the discipline of my father, and I yearned for his freedom even more.

"Why does Xiao Shiba have to compare with his brother?"

This question is a bit difficult for a child, maybe because he was afraid that I would get angry, he hesitated for a long time before he could explain why, and simply said angrily: "Why do you tell everyone to like you?"

30.

After a while, he buried his face in the fur-collared cloak again, and whispered: "I just want to compare with you."

31.

What a childish temper.

32.

Everyone in the palace said that my eighteenth brother was a little lunatic with a violent temper and cruel killings.

He was just a seven-year-old boy who was poisoned by his mother when he was young, and he suffered from hidden diseases all his life. His other siblings called him a "short-lived ghost" behind his back.

The Tai Hospital said that Shiba could not live to be 30 years old.

Maybe it's because my father told me to protect Shiba, maybe it's love, or maybe it's sympathy, he's always different to me.

The eighteenth brother is not a lunatic.

33.

Shiba always dislikes the presence of other people in my palace, and even the servants are always uneasy.

He didn't say anything, he just hid in my arms and acted like a baby, pestering me to catch butterflies with him outside.

But in winter, where are the butterflies?

34.

Eighteen is very happy today, perhaps because I withdrew all my servants.

He made two snowmen in the yard, one with Yuan Jing written on it and the other Zi Su.

Just ugly.

He happily squatted between the two snowmen, and asked me if I looked good in a cheerful tone.

I smiled, brushed the snow off the plum branches casually, and decided to tell the truth: "Eighteen is the most beautiful."

Surprisingly, the little guy blushed.

35.

Eighteen has grown a lot taller, a child of this age grows really fast.

I drew a portrait for him, the little fairy boy in red clothes is aura and cute.

Well, it's a lucky doll.

36.

Shiba's body is weak, and he has been caught in the wind and cold for the past few days, so he refuses to let me see him no matter what.

37.

Eighteen is very clingy, so I happened to go to General Wang to learn martial arts.

I don't know why, but I always have the feeling of running out secretly behind his back, and I'm afraid of being discovered.

My brother did it and was caught.

38.

Unexpectedly, Shiba braved the wind and snow to come to the General's Mansion, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked very bad.

"Why did you run out like this?"

Eighteen felt aggrieved, raised his head and complained, "Brother secretly came out to play while I was sick."

"I will always go back to the palace."

I picked him up, tightened the cloak on my body, and apologized to my friend: "I'm here at Shibasun, let's make an appointment another day."

39.

Eighteen is still unhappy, like a little bitter gourd.

He suddenly asked: "Why does my brother always call me eighteen, while other brothers and sisters call me sixteen or seventeen?"

I was a little amused, "How can you even be jealous of your own sister?"

Eighteen bit me again: "Then I don't care, I will be different from them."

"My brother is my brother alone, they are not important."

Yuan Jing, Xiao Jing'er.

"Then Xiao Jing'er? Brother still likes the name Shiba."

I rubbed the drool on his face: "Puppy."

40.

"Father called his elder brother A Huan, and Yuan Jing also called him A Huan."

No big or small, let him go.

41.

The red plums on the wall are blooming just in time, and there are enough red plums in Shiba.

I freed up one hand, picked the most beautiful plum blossom and handed it to him.

Shiba has a bad habit, he refuses to say anything if he wants to, and holds back when he has something on his mind.

What a motherless child.

I talked for a while, hoping that he could understand what I meant: "In the future, just tell me what you want, and my brother will find it for you."

41.

Eighteen is very happy. When he is happy, he likes his relatives.

42.

The plum blossom died after raising it, and Xiao Shiba was sad for many days.

I told him, you are raising the plum tree in the yard for your brother, and you will pick the most beautiful one in the future.

He said that only that branch was the most beautiful.

I wondered, when did he like plum blossoms so much.

43.

On his eighteenth birthday, I gave him a plum blossom hairpin.This thing is really difficult to make, and it took more than a dozen failures to succeed.

44.

Most of the time, he was playing outside by himself, and I was studying in the hall.

Because there is no servant, I always have to be closer to him to be at ease.

Suddenly remembered that he had a nightmare that day, talking nonsense, only one sentence