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After Song Xian left, Sui'er stood up from the corner rustlingly, and she looked in the direction of the palace door from a distance, with undisguised surprise and fear in her eyes.

Accompanied by Xiao Lingming's soft call, she threw herself in front of Xiao Lingming in two or three steps, her chest was still heaving violently because of the excitement, but she was out of breath and hurriedly said, "Should go with... Your Majesty! He...he..."

"...He reminded you of Princess Yuzhen." Xiao Lingming gently completed the unfinished sentences for her.

Sui'er looked up at him, and asked tremblingly, "Aren't you afraid?"

"—Of course I'm afraid..."

How could Xiao Lingming not be afraid, the word "Yuzhen" was the beginning of what made him become what he is now.

Even if she never harbored malicious intentions, even if it was a soft heart that knew Mu Shaoai.

Xiao Lingming looked at Sui'er in front of his knees. Under the shadow of his eyelashes, the face that already had some traces of time gradually merged with the childish face ten years ago.

It seems to be such an ordinary winter day. The princesses who paid tribute from the frontier entered the harem without any grandeur. Princess Zhen.

All of this had nothing to do with Xiao Lingming, it was the princess relying on her martial arts to avoid the palace people and sneaking into the spring pool and waterside pavilion where he had a rest.

Xiao Lingming liked to be quiet, and he didn't let too many palace people get close to him when he was resting, so it wasn't until Yuzhen broke into the corridor under the water pavilion that the palace people were alarmed and stopped her.

"Which concubine are you, how dare you trespass?"

Yu Zhen looked at the clothes of the nobleman lying on the couch from a distance, and saw that he was wearing a black robe, and the feet of the robe were dragons and beasts, and the scroll in his hand fell to the ground due to his deep sleep.

She doesn't remember that there is a prince of this age today, so she can't help but wonder, she cleared her throat, and said crisply: "I am Princess Yuzhen, what is the status of your nobleman, you scold me as a slave, is it true?" How overbearing."

Xiao Lingming finally opened his eyes slowly because of the noise.He didn't speak but frowned and helped Sui'er's hand to stand up. He only condescended to glance at Princess Yuzhen slowly, then turned and walked out, slowly walking into the wind and snow.

His look was indifferent and perfunctory, as if he was looking at an object on the ground.

But in Yuzhen's eyes, it was the young nobleman standing against the snow, his beautiful face was covered by Feixue, only she could vaguely catch a pair of deep and beautiful eyes.

But this fleeting glimpse, without the teenager's knowledge, was deeply imprinted in the heart of Princess Yuzhen, who was gradually withering under the heavy palace and the daily waiting.

In a blink of an eye, he forgot about the princess over there, and on the way back to Hanyuan Hall, he gave a soft and slow order, "If you don't do things carefully today, you should be punished."

To him at that time, Princess Yuzhen was just a small role that he didn't need to be distracted to remember.

His days still passed by day by day as in the past years, as if there was no disturbance at all.

——He is still the child in Emperor Wu's heart, the little nobleman in Hanyuan Hall.

Xiao Lingming got up every day to do his homework, and when he finished practicing his calligraphy, he went to eat with the emperor who was going down to court.After lunch, if the emperor has free time, he will personally accompany him to practice bow and horse martial arts. If he is busy with government affairs, he will accompany the emperor to review with him.

For Xiao Lingming, the great change in Qingtian happened overnight.

The only difference that day was that the emperor didn't return to Hanyuan Hall until night.

Xiao Lingming had nothing to do during the day, so he finished the half-finished painting.The scene in the painting is in the courtyard of the back hall of Hanyuan Hall. The back of the emperor stands on the plain white snow, as if he is looking up at the sky.

It is a crime of treason to visit the portrait of the Son of Heaven in private, but no one except the Son of Heaven dares to spoil Xiao Lingming's interest.

Not long after he put away the pen, he heard the footsteps of the emperor coming in. He hid the painting behind his back and walked out quickly, "Song Yu!"

But when Emperor Wu saw him, he didn't smile as usual, but looked him up and down with a deep expression that he had never seen before.

The look of the saint reminded Xiao Lingming of the past.

He took a step back nervously, but this move seemed to have completely angered Emperor Wu. The man in his prime grabbed the boy's hand in two steps, and then dragged him into his body while the boy was struggling uselessly. Temple, and then pushed it to the ground.

Xiao Lingming didn't know where the painting in his hand fell while he was struggling. He had never suffered such pain.The place I touched when I fell was burning with pain, "What are you doing..."

Emperor Wu looked at him from top to bottom, and said after a long while, "You met Princess Yuzhen."

"What?" Xiao Lingming was puzzled.

Emperor Wu's eyes were terribly red, and some emotions that Xiao Lingming couldn't understand surged up and down in those pitch-black eyes.

After a long time, Emperor Wu seemed to have made up his mind, and the Son of Heaven spoke slowly, his voice was low but not loud, as if he was talking to himself, immersed in his own emotions, "I have been thinking all these years, when Ming'er grows up, I will always You can't be raised in Hanyuan Hall for the rest of your life. I've been thinking about your future and where you're going, but I haven't thought about it."

Xiao Lingming listened carefully to every word he said, but he couldn't figure out what it meant to be a son of heaven who was like a teacher like a father to him.

But even if Xiao Lingming didn't want to understand, a sense of unreasonable trembling from the bottom of his heart had gradually spread to every inch of his limbs along the flesh and blood.

"Now, I've made up my mind." The Son of Heaven glanced at Xiao Lingming condescendingly, and slowly announced Xiao Lingming's destination for the rest of his life in a low voice, "Minger, you should replace Lingyi and accompany me for the rest of my life."

Such a light sentence from the Son of Heaven, when it fell into Xiao Lingming's ears, it was like a thunderclap.

He has always been smart, and he knows everything immediately after learning, but at this moment, he can't turn the corner, and just subconsciously makes the last futile recovery, "...Ming'er was willing to accompany you for the rest of his life."

The Son of Heaven knelt down and helped him up himself, and called Li Fu again.Hearing the summons, Li Fu walked in slowly, holding a porcelain plate in his palm, and inside the plate was a bright red pill.

The Son of Heaven reached out and touched the back of Xiao Lingming's neck, his rough and warm palm could grasp Xiao Lingming's delicate and graceful shoulders and neck with one hand.

The emperor stared at Xiao Lingming's face that resembled Xiao Lingyi, but was much more beautiful than her, showing fear every inch of it.

He snorted and said: "Ming'er was raised by me alone, she has such an appearance and such a talent. It's just that Princess Yuzhen will never forget her once she sees her, and she will become sick from worry."

"——Ming'er is so young, and her temperament is uncertain."

After Emperor Wu finished speaking, he winked at Li Fu, Li Fu bowed and handed the medicine dish in his hand to Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu took it and said to Xiao Lingming: "I really can't let you go, so others can see. So tomorrow, eat it obediently."

Xiao Lingming raised his head and tried his best to avoid it, and at the same time said with difficulty: "What is this?"

Emperor Wu chuckled, "I won't hide it from you, it's just a dose of secret medicine for the palace. It is specially used to train disobedient concubines. It can make people passionate and stay together for life."

"I don't want to grind you down. If you keep using it, you will feel better."

Xiao Lingming's pupils constricted immediately, and he yanked away from Emperor Wu's hand and stepped back, "I don't want...I don't want to! Song Yu, don't...don't treat me like this...I won't leave the Hanyuan Hall...I don't want to either What status! I can stay with you in the palace for the rest of my life... but I don't want to eat this!"

Emperor Wu gradually lost all patience while tugging at him.

He handed the pill to Li Fu while leaning forward.Xiao Lingming's martial arts were all taught by him alone. At this moment, the emperor made a real move. He was no match for the emperor, but the emperor pulled his belt and bound his hands in a few moves.

The emperor grabbed Xiao Lingming's wrist, dragged him with one hand and threw him onto the wide dragon bed.

The corner of Xiao Lingming's forehead hit the corner of the bed and there was a muffled thud. The impact was extremely hard. Before he could feel the pain, his eyes went dark and went limp.

In the grayness and haze in front of him, he felt that the hands of the Son of Heaven who taught him how to write and how to bow a horse squeezed his teeth open.The next moment, a slightly fishy-sweet pill was stuffed into his mouth, and before the tip of his tongue was about to push the pill out, Emperor Wu quickly closed Xiao Lingming's jaw, forcing him to swallow it.

After finishing all this, the emperor Yiyi got up from him and loosened the belt around his wrist.

Once Xiao Lingming was free, he pushed Emperor Wu away, got up in a state of embarrassment and leaned on the edge of the bed to retch, but he couldn't spit out anything.

His eyes were clouded with mist due to the severe coughing and retching and the sudden pain in his forehead, but he managed to keep his eyes open to keep the tears from falling.

——This is how the emperor taught him since he was a child. The emperor taught him that a man should stand between heaven and earth, and he would rather bleed than cry.

Xiao Lingming looked at the emperor who was standing by the bed and seemed to be sizing him up with tears in his eyes, his voice was still a little hoarse, "...why?"

Emperor Wu took him into his arms with a gentle attitude that was completely different from the rough and tough one just now. He stroked Xiao Lingming's messy hair with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Ming'er can cry now. From now on, Ming'er will cry." You can cry, you can be weak, you don't have to stand on your own tomorrow, I will protect you in the harem for the rest of your life."

The scorching heat burned up inch by inch from Xiao Lingming's lungs, Xiao Lingming's tears soaked through Emperor Wu's lapel, and stuck to his face coldly, he still couldn't believe what happened just now.

Although it is said that nowadays he is good at fighting and martial arts, but he is ungrateful and mean.But for Xiao Lingming, even during the period when the emperor slaughtered all Xiao's family and imprisoned him and his sister in the Linchun Palace, the emperor treated him with the same kindness.

Xiao Lingming was shackled in the embrace of the emperor, and salty tears slipped into his mouth along the gap between the wet skirt and his cheek.He couldn't move, he just murmured to the Son of Heaven, he didn't understand why his father, who brought him up like a father and a master, changed his face overnight.

"Song Yu, why..."