After the avatar is reborn

Shangshan's tone is still gentle and gentle, but his eyes are no longer soft as before. Now he is business-like and obviously does not welcome him.

Nianqiao was holding the paper in place, he was a little embarrassed, his face turned red, he muttered for a long time, angry and embarrassed, he couldn't help exerting a little force on his fingertips.

This is what Ji Xuerong meant, and Nianqiao thought he didn't want to come here. If Mr. hadn't said it, he wouldn't have come to look for Ji Xuerong.

"I see." Nianqiao's aura was cut in half compared to usual, after he finished speaking, he glanced at the carriage in the distance, there seemed to be a figure looming inside.

Nianqiao turned and left, because he was going to leave the palace in two days, this time several princes had to go there again, the seventh prince was called to the emperor.

He had no choice but to wait outside for the princes in the inner hall. He was sitting by the corridor, holding a carbon strip by himself, racking his brains to write an article.

He wrote down a few words, but he couldn't remember all what the teacher said in class, and the article couldn't be the same as what the teacher wrote.

Nianqiao didn't wait for Ji Lingyu to come out, but he waited for fifth prince Ji Haochen and ninth prince Ji Shanqi.

Ji Shanqi is the youngest son of Emperor Jinghe. He is only five years old this year. His mother and concubine are the most favored nobleman Gu Shi.

The prince entered the Taixue at the age of six, and Nianqiao had only heard of the Ninth Prince, but had never seen it before. Now what caught his eye was a ball of powder.Ji Shanqi gave birth to Bingxue, who was lovely, and was led by Ji Haochen, holding a pair of gold silk strings in his hand.

This is the place where the servants wait, there is a small pavilion in the middle, and Ji Haochen leads the Ninth Prince to sit down beside the small pavilion.

Naturally, the prince needs someone to wait on him. The attendant next to the fifth prince ordered Nian Qiao to serve red bean cake and tea, and Nian Qiao obeyed and went to get it.

Nianqiao didn't really want to meet the Fifth Prince, he put the snacks and tea on the small table, and was about to step back when the Ninth Prince grabbed his sleeve.

The Fifth Prince glanced at him, "The Ninth Prince wants you to accompany me, you stay here."

Nianqiao responded in a low voice, he let the Ninth Prince pull his sleeves, the Ninth Prince is a child at heart, and he just pulled him to let him feed him snacks.

"Brother, red bean cake." Ninth Prince pointed to the dim sum on the table.

Nian Qiao then took a piece of snacks to feed the Ninth Prince, the Ninth Prince didn't eat well, so he pulled his hand to play around, and he was sprinkled with a lot of crumbs.

He kept bending over, lowering his sense of presence in front of the fifth prince, but the child was so easy to serve.He fed the Ninth Prince tea, some of the tea spilled out, and part of it splashed on the back of the Ninth Prince's hands, and the Ninth Prince burst into tears immediately.

The cry of the child resounded throughout the side hall, Nianqiao knelt down immediately, the fifth prince seemed to laugh, and the gloomy eyes were filled with coldness.

"Well, you slave, you can scald the Ninth Prince with tea, come here."

Nianqiao's face turned pale in an instant, he knelt on the ground, and hurriedly said: "Fifth Prince, spare your life, the slave didn't do it on purpose just now, I hope the Fifth Prince will learn from you."

There were already guards coming up around him, Nianqiao was being held down, he was kneeling on the ground, and the guards pressed his shoulders, he felt panic in his heart, and there was a tearing pain in his shoulders.

"This prince sees that you are plotting to do something wrong. If the Ninth Prince is injured, the emperor will question you."

The Ninth Prince was crying non-stop, there were nurses and imperial physicians around, and the back of the child's hands were scorched red, which was very conspicuous.

Nianqiao was kneeling under the pressure, he felt that maybe the Fifth Prince did it on purpose, now that the Seventh Prince is not here, if he is charged with murdering the Prince, maybe Ji Lingyu will be implicated as well.

"The servant has never conspired against the Ninth Prince. I hope the Fifth Prince will forgive me." Nian Qiao's palms were covered with sweat. He was like a cat with its claws pulled out in front of the Fifth Prince. Trembling a little.

"Xiao Jiu, tell me how to punish him?" The Fifth Prince asked the Ninth Prince who was still crying.

Where did the Ninth Prince know what the Fifth Prince was talking about, he just repeatedly yelled that it hurts, and the Fifth Prince laughed, "It hurts? Then Fifth Brother let him try it too."

The guard had an extra iron pot in his hand, the end of the iron pot was burning red, and one could tell it was just hot water.

Nianqiao's dark pupils dilated, he didn't want to be burned, he tried desperately to struggle, but the guard held his hands down.

The thin white fingertips stick out, Nianqiao is afraid of the fifth prince, he can only repeat the words of the fifth prince's forgiveness, but the guards ignore him, his voice suddenly turns into a long-pitched scream.

"Ah——" scalding hot water was poured on the back of his hand, and there was a piercing pain in his ten fingers. Nianqiao convulsed in pain, his voice seemed to be blocked, and a blur appeared in front of his eyes.

"You slave always disobeyed the rules. Today, the prince will teach the seventh brother a lesson. You will remember it well in the future. Don't make mistakes again next time."

The Fifth Prince's voice was light and light, and his gaze passed over the kneeling boy on the ground, with a bit of contempt in his eyes.

Nian Qiao knelt on the ground, his hands were burned red, blisters formed on the back of his hands, a layer of cold sweat emerged from his forehead, his chest seemed to be blocked, and he could not utter a single word.

His nasal cavity was sore, but he didn't dare to say anything. He almost huddled in a ball, pressed his fingertips to the ground, and burst into tears.

This is the Fifth Prince, if he says something wrong, maybe the next time the kettle will burn your hands.

This is the first time that Nianqiao has been punished, and the punishment last time is insignificant compared to today.

The Seventh Prince and Ji Xuerong came out together, and the side hall was very lively. The Ninth Prince had just been taken away, but Nianqiao was still kneeling on the ground, his lips were red from being bitten, and his eye sockets were also red.

There were still Nianqiao's articles and charcoal pencils on the platform behind him. When Ji Lingyu came out, Nianqiao's hand attracted his eyes, and his eyes stopped.

"Nianqiao?" Ji Lingyu glanced at the kettle on the table, and then at the fifth prince who was still impatiently coaxing the child, her eyes were dark and her eyes were a little downcast.

"Seventh brother, you are a slave who doesn't obey the rules. You just scalded the ninth brother. I will deal with it lightly for you." The fifth prince said.

Nianqiao didn't dare to stand up, his knees were a little numb, originally his fingers were covered with calluses and he thought he was a little ugly, but now he was scalded badly, and he was afraid of pain, when asked, he lowered his head and blinked away his tears.

There was another person here, Ji Xuerong seemed to be watching a farce, her eyes only glanced lightly at his hands, and asked about the situation of the Ninth Prince.

"Is Shanqi okay?" Ji Xuerong asked.

Nianqiao didn't think there was anything at first, but when Ji Xuerong asked, his fingers curled up slightly, and the tingling pain came instantly, and his chest was filled with a feeling of soreness.

He hid his fingers in his sleeves, lowered his head not to look at people, and listened to the conversation of several people in silence.

Ji Haochen: "Shan Qi is fine, Xiao Jiu is my father's treasure, if my father finds out, this slave may be dragged to death."

Hearing the word stick dead, Nianqiao buried his head even lower, he was originally a small ball, but now he is all stuck to the shadow, as if he wants to hide himself.

Ji Xuerong nodded slightly, since the Ninth Prince was fine, he didn't ask other questions.

The person left quickly, and the fifth prince said a few more words, but Ji Lingyu ignored it, and the fifth prince left with a gloomy face.

Nianqiao was helped up, Ji Lingyu held his wrist and asked, "Does it hurt?"

This question is nonsense, how could it not hurt, Nianqiao's small face is still pale, obviously frightened, his deer eyes are full of tears, and his hair is soaked.

"Your Highness Seventh, it hurts so much."

Nianqiao's voice was full of tears, and he was still a little hoarse. He was pampered by Ji Xuerong, and now if he were to face the Fifth Prince, he would be doubly wronged and unwilling.

"It's my fault. I was in the hall just now. I don't know if he will make things difficult for you when he comes out." Ji Lingyu held his wrist and said to him, "Nianqiao, don't cry. I'll help you with the medicine when you go back."

Nianqiao had been holding back, but Ji Lingyu comforted him, and he couldn't hold back his tears. He cried all the way on the road, but stopped, looked at his hands, hiccupped and his nose started to sore again.

"Your Highness Seventh, my hand hurts. I haven't finished my essay." Nianqiao looked at Ji Lingyu with tears in his eyes. He felt even more sad when he thought that he might punish him if he didn't finish his essay.

And a little scared.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince, the Fifth Prince seems to hate me very much, next time he will scald my other places with hot water." Nian Qiao's voice was very low, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Thinking of it, Ji Xuerong didn't even look at him, and he burst into tears.

A liar is indeed a liar, so ignore him if you say ignore him.

This is Ji Xuerong's original appearance, indifferent and restrained, people from two worlds with him.

Maybe the liar is planning to kill him.

Nianqiao cried silently again, he was afraid of pain, but felt even more uncomfortable in his heart, he had never felt such a stuffy feeling before, it made him a little uncomfortable.

It was as if someone had planted a small thorn in his heart.

"No, I will let you follow in the future, and I won't leave you outside."

"Sir will not punish you either."

Ji Lingyu suspected that Nianqiao was made of water, and the tears could not be wiped away, so he handed the last handkerchief to Nianqiao, thinking that he would ask Yaochi to make more handkerchiefs in the future.

When Nianqiao returned to Qianque Palace, his fingers were swollen into trotters, ugly and scary, covered with dense blisters.

He felt scared even looking at it, but Ji Lingyu didn't show the slightest dislike, and gave him medicine himself.

"When I was young, I often bumped and bumped. At that time, my mother would bandage me." Ji Lingyu applied the medicine to him, lowered her head and blew on his fingertips, and said to him, "My mother often said that men should not cry. .”

"Nianqiao, look at Yaochi Yaobi, when did they cry when they were injured?"

Nianqiao said in a muffled voice, "How can there be such a request, I will feel uncomfortable if I don't cry."

Ji Lingyu sighed, and bandaged his hands, which turned into pig's trotters this time.

"Is it very painful? The Fifth Prince will regret it in a few days."

Nianqiao didn't hear the last sentence clearly, Ji Lingyu's voice was too soft, he was all focused on his hands, and this time he couldn't do anything.

When he returned from Ji Lingyu's place, his eyes were swollen from crying and his hands were swollen. He felt like a bun now.

Looking in the mirror, Nianqiao was so ugly by himself.

Next to his bed was the bright yellow puppet doll, and the puppet doll lay there quietly. He became a little angry when he saw it, and picked up the puppet doll clumsily and put it on the table.

I don't know why Ji Xuerong is angry, he has a weird temper and is moody.

Cold-blooded.

Nianqiao stared at the puppet doll, he looked at his hands and felt depressed again, so he angrily pulled off some of the puppet doll's hair.

The puppet doll is bald.

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