Prince of Prey's Little Ginseng Extract [Transmigration Book]

The word "like" is very light, but to Xiao Shengyun's ears, it is very heavy.

Jiang Ling was surrounded by the children in the crowd, Xiao Chengyun stood outside the crowd, the two looked at each other, invisible emotions arose, no one knew what kind of thoughts emerged in Xiao Shengyun's mind at this moment.

Under Xiao Shengyun's scorching eyes, Jiang Ling, who didn't think there was anything in this sentence at first, felt a sense of embarrassment, and turned her eyes away, not daring to look at him again.

"What is liking? Do we like my brother?" The little girl blinked her big eyes and asked.

Jiang Ling touched her head: "It's different from this kind of liking, you will understand when you grow up."

"Oh," the little girl was thoughtful, "Is it the kind that lives together? They eat and live together, and sleep on the same bed at night..."

"Where did you hear this?" Jiang Ling interrupted her with a frown.

"From the mouths of those who guarded us before, they said that our future home will be the Qinlou Chu Pavilion. When we grow up, we will start to receive guests."

The other little girls nodded, "What is receiving guests?"

Jiang Ling's frown deepened. Surrounding him were mostly young girls, most of whom were only five or six years old. Their lives hadn't had time to bloom yet, so they shouldn't be exposed to these things at all.

"This is something bad. You will have a better life in the future. Just forget about those unpleasant experiences," Jiang Ling changed the topic, "Come and talk to brother, is there anything you want to do? ?”

"I want to be a doctor, like Dr. Cheng and others, to save lives and heal the wounded."

"I want to study and become a high official!"

"I think……"

The little girls were easily distracted and chattered.

Jiang Ling, Dr. Cheng and others took their pulse together, and several of them had scars from the beatings.

The bruises on her arms were too glaring, Jiang Ling applied the medicine carefully, her lips were tightly pressed.

"I don't hurt, brother." It was still the little girl who spoke for the first time.

The little girl was about seven or eight years old. Jiang Ling asked her what her name was, and she said her name was "Zhaodi".

"Because my father and grandmother wanted a younger brother, they gave me this name, and asked me to go to Laiyin Temple to pray for my aunt, and bless her baby brother to be born safely."

"Where's your mother?"

"Mother died of illness last year."

"Feel sorry."

The little girl shook her head: "It's nothing, brother doesn't need to apologize, I think it's much better here than at home."

"Do you like your name?" Jiang Ling herself didn't like such a suggestive name.

"I don't like it. I like the name my mother gave me before. Che Yitong, brother, can I use this name again?"

"of course can."

Halfway through, several families came to claim their children, some couples came together, and some even the elderly came. Among the children picked up by them, there were boys and girls.

Jiang Ling didn't meet these parents. Whenever someone came, he and Xiao Shengyun would stand outside in the blind spot.

The emotions erupted when the parents were lost and found can easily move people's hearts. They kowtowed in the direction of the palace, thanking the prince for helping them find their child.

Jiang Ling stayed here until the evening, and left with Dr. Cheng and the others. The children who had become familiar with him reluctantly stood at the door, watching them leave.

In the carriage, Jiang Ling was silent for a while, and said, "Your Highness, is it possible that these children will not be able to go home?"

Xiao Shengyun didn't answer right away, he was thinking about the brochure presented by Dali Temple, the little girl named Che Yitong, no matter how the government asked her before, she always looked like she didn't know where her home was at all, but since she and Jiang Ling just now It is not difficult to see from the dialogue that she should know, but she just doesn't want to go back to that place.

"If they can't go back, I'll ask Qingxia if they can take them in first."

The children who can be found are the lucky ones, and more have been sold to various places. It is extremely difficult to find them in the vast crowd.

"These children are not Qingxia's responsibility, we can't let them bear all of them."

"Your Highness said so," Jiang Ling scratched the ends of her hair, "but there is no other suitable place to place them now."

"Your Highness, tell me, how about setting up a Fuyu Hall in the name of the imperial court?" Jiang Ling got up and put her hands on Xiao Shengyun's chest, "Not only in the capital, but also in other places, there will be children who have lost their parents for various reasons. It would be nice to have a place where they can be guaranteed to grow up safely."

"In fact, the imperial court has set up such a place, but it has been neglected in management over the years and lost its original function. This incident reminds the solitary, and the solitary will let them play the role they should play again."

Xiao Shengyun put his arms around Jiang Ling's waist, hugged him and sat him down: "However, it will take some time. Before that, we can send the children to Qingxia to live for a while."

"That's fine," Jiang Ling leaned on the man, "Your Highness will definitely be a good emperor in the future."

Xiao Shengyun stroked his cheek and said in his heart: If this is your wish, I will do it for you.

After returning to the palace, Jiang Ling wrote a letter and asked someone to bring it to Du Zhixia.

Du Zhixia happened to be in the capital recently, and after many days, he received a letter from Jiang Ling, and he agreed without saying a word.

She has also heard about the rumors in the capital, and it would be great if she could do something for these children.

When she came back to her senses after finishing all this work, Jiang Ling realized that the New Year was coming.

The palace was decorated, and the bright red decorations were full of festiveness.

Jiang Ling looked at Qing Yao and explained carefully to him.

It doesn't seem to be difficult.

Jiang Ling thought to herself.

When His Highness comes back, you can post it with him.

So, when Xiao Chengyun came back, he saw Jiang Ling bumping into his arms with something.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chengyun rubbed his hair.

"Your Highness, let's paste window grilles together!"

Jiang Ling pulled up Xiao Chengyun's sleeves and walked into the room: "In addition to the cut window grilles, I also asked Qingyao to find some red paper. We can cut it together. Will Your Highness know how to cut it?"

Xiao Shengyun, who felt that nothing in the world could stop him, was questioned.

He had never cut window grilles. When he was very young, he was moved to the East Palace because he was crowned prince. Generally, the master didn't need to do things like this, so he paid little attention to them.

"You can try it alone."

"It doesn't matter if your Highness can't, and neither can I. We can learn together."

Jiang Ling excitedly took out a piece of red paper: "I asked the palace servant how to cut it, fold it like this, and then..."

Two people who don't know it at all, one who dares to teach and the other who dares to learn, the palace guards standing beside him lowered their heads and held back their laughter.

After cutting for a long time, Jiang Ling carefully spread out the cut red paper, large and small holes were irregularly covered the whole paper, no matter how you look at it, this is a failure.

Throwing the failed window grilles aside, Jiang Ling lay on the table and muttered, "It's so difficult."

After lying down for a while, he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Shengyun.

The man in black clothes was sitting upright, busy with his affairs seriously, not as if he was cutting paper, but as if he was busy with some important state affairs.

Jiang Ling simply stopped cutting, and raised her head to look at him.

Sensing Jiang Ling's gaze that he couldn't ignore, Xiao Shengyun stopped his movements.

"Your Highness, why didn't you cut it?"

"Ling'er looks at Gu like this, how do you cut Gu?"

The one in Xiao Chengyun's hand was almost cut out, and he was about to unfold it when Jiang Ling stretched out his hand: "I'll do it, I'll do it."

It was also the first time to cut, and he was very curious about what Xiao Shengyun cut out.

Facts have proved that His Highness the Crown Prince is not omnipotent. The window grilles unfolded in Jiang Ling's hands are almost the same as the ones Jiang Ling cut herself.

Seeing the two extremely similar "window grilles", Jiang Ling touched her nose and began to examine herself, "Is there something wrong with my teaching method?"

Pulling out such window grilles and sticking them on is not just beautiful, but scary.

"Forget it, let's throw these away." Jiang Ling's interest just arose, and was blown away with a click.

With her hand held down, Jiang Ling looked suspiciously at the man sitting on the other side.

Xiao Shengyun coughed: "Leave it to Gu, and Gu will handle it."

Jiang Ling handed over the broken window grilles, and said with a little regret: "I wanted to cut and paste them on the windows of our bedroom with Your Highness."

Xiao Chengyun was moved by the words, the window grilles he and Ling'er cut with their own hands have completely different meanings.

"Vander, can you cut it?"

Eunuch Fan, who had been waiting in the hall, was suddenly called by his name. He was surprised, but he quickly replied: "I will be a little bit."

"Come here and give it a try."

Eunuch Fan stepped forward and quickly cut out a lifelike rabbit.

Jiang Ling spread out her palms and looked at the rabbit lying quietly in her palms: "Eunuch Fan, you are humble."

"Will you cut anything else?"

Facing the curious eyes of the Crown Princess, Eunuch Fan always felt that there was a constant coldness coming from the Crown Prince. He thought about it and replied: "It's a little simpler."

"Can you teach me?"

"Young master has broken the evil slave."

Eunuch Fan chose a few less difficult tricks and taught Jiang Ling how to do them.

Jiang Ling has a strong learning ability, and she can quickly make a good cut. Xiao Shengyun sat on the side and watched him, but never made a move.

Eunuch Fan finished the task and quietly retreated.

Jiang Ling looked at the results she cut out on the table, feeling full of accomplishment in her heart, and began to urge Xiao Chengyun: "Your Highness, really don't want to try? It's very simple."

The sky was getting dark, red candles were lit in the hall, and the candlelight softened the man's sharp facial features.

Xiao Shengyun slowly picked up the red paper. His five fingers were slender with distinct knuckles. Against the backdrop of the red paper, he looked even more beautiful.

Jiang Ling's eyes fell on his hands unconsciously.

These hands are completely on his aesthetic point, Jiang Ling can't take his eyes off.

He has felt these hands at close range, and knows that the man's fingertips are covered with a thin layer of calluses, and he knows how strong these hands are, they can hold him firmly, no matter how hard he tries, he can't break free.

Before he knew it, he was a little distracted, until the man's chuckle reached his ears.

The laughter was low-pitched, and when it reached Jiang Ling's ears, it was like an electric shock, bringing a tingling numbness.

Jiang Ling rubbed her ears, and was startled to feel that her ears were already hot.

"Your Highness, what are you laughing at?"

"Ling'er stared at Gu's hand in a daze, what was she thinking?"

Jiang Ling was like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on: "No, it's nothing."

However, the flushed face has long betrayed its master and gave the real answer.