Plum Blossom Fans: Juvenile Tour

During the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, Shuo Wangfu, night.

"You bastard! If you don't respect your teacher, your aunt, or your brother, why did I give birth to such a bastard son like you! You can't learn from Hao Zhen! Today's emperor praises him for his versatility in both civil and military affairs! Look at you again! You are so big, and if you fail to achieve anything, you know you are fooling around with a group of dandies! If you can’t do anything, you can’t do it! You are mediocre and vicious, and I feel ashamed when I see you!” The roar of Lord Shuo Yue Li resounded in the palace hall again.

Kneeling in the middle of the lobby, Fucha Haoxiang lowered his head, he didn't want to hear Ama's eccentric scolding day after day, and he didn't want to see Haozhen and Xueru's complacent faces, but secretly clenched his fists tightly, palms The pain she felt couldn't compare to the heartache caused by her mother Pianpian kowtowing and pleading for love.

"My lord, don't be so fussy with him, after all, it's the child of a lowly dancer girl, half of the blood is mixed, how can it be compared with our Haozhen?" Xueru pretended to persuade, but in fact she was showing off her power. His eyes swept towards Pianpian who was kneeling on the ground, a flash of complacency flashed across his eyes.

"Ama, don't worry, the future of the palace depends on me!" Even though such a scene has happened countless times, Fucha Haozhen's heart is still full of satisfaction and pride, he straightened his chest, and took a step towards Lord Shuo. One step, confident guarantee.

"Fortunately, there is still you in the Shuo Palace, Hao Zhen, only a good son like you can take on the heavy responsibility of our Shuo Palace!" Putting down the whip in his hand, Lord Shuo patted Hao Zhen's shoulder in relief, and looked at the high-spirited man in front of him. The eldest son feels much better.

"Today, for Haozhen's sake, I'll let you go. Hmph, he's such a good son raised by a lowly woman, and he can disrespect his aunt for just two clothes. I see what kind of trouble you can make! Get lost! You and Pianpian don't need to pay this month's profit! You don't need to make Xia Yi!" Another kick was fierce, and Yue Li didn't notice that Hao Xiang, who was kneeling on the ground, almost lost his balance It was strange, but she just glared viciously at Pianpian, who was still kowtowing, "Don't take this villain down with me!"

Pian Pian rushed over to help his son up, Hao Xiang saluted Yue Li silently, and then left the lobby with Pian Pian's support, without even looking at the triumphant Xue Ru.It's just that Xueru can be heard behind her complaining, "My lord, look at Haoxiang, he doesn't take me and Haozhen seriously..."

Compared with the grandeur of the courtyard where Xueru and Haozhen live, the courtyard of Pianpian and Haoxiang is even more run-down. In the eyes of Haoxiang, as a concubine who is not valued, the treatment and Haozhen are even more heaven and earth.

"Emiang, don't worry, this injury is nothing at all, it will be healed tomorrow, and the night is getting late, you should rest early, you have to dance tomorrow." Haoxiang persuaded Pianpian, who was full of worry, to go back, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.

Slowly walking towards his own courtyard, the wounds all over his body beaten by Yue Li were screaming in pain, especially the place where he was kicked on his shoulder, the pain has long since passed away.With a wry smile, how can he practice martial arts tomorrow, if he can't practice martial arts tomorrow, he will give Hao Zhen a chance to complain, then it will be another round of beatings from Ama...

Isn't it enough to write without writing?Haoxiang snorted coldly, how can such an idiot like Haozhen compare to himself, he has read a few books, can write a few doggerels, and can punch a few times, so the dude in the city is probably worse than him, I Fucha Haoxiang, from the time he started studying, he didn't get up early and stay late, from the time he started practicing martial arts, he didn't dance at the sound of chickens, but...

At the beginning, I really thought that as long as I read the book well and practiced martial arts well, Ama, who has never paid much attention to herself, could give her some attention. Later, I realized how stupid my thinking was. In Ma's heart, there is only Haozhen, a son. Every time he is praised by his masters, and when he returns home, what he gets is not praise from Ama but scolding. Dishonorable Means Competing...

No matter what you do is wrong, doing well is wrong, and doing badly is even more wrong.Ama, since you don't like me so much, why did you give birth to me...

Haoxiang covered his shoulders, looked up at the sky, the moonlight hit his face coldly, and only then could he see clearly that the young man who had been silent with his head down all the time had an extremely delicate and delicate face.

However, the eyes are full of bitterness, and the figure is full of indifference.

Because he was not valued by Lord Shuo in Prince Shuo's mansion, and was suppressed by Xueru, Haoxiang didn't even have a personal servant, so until Yujiyuan, when Haoxiang couldn't hold on anymore, the little maid inside Just discovered him.

"Second Young Master...Second Young Master! How are you doing!" A maid wearing a light green maid uniform with a big dark braid rushed out and helped Hao Xiang who could no longer stand.

Helping Haoxiang into the bedroom and letting him lean on the bed, Haoxiang's face was already pale, and the wound on his back from the whip was dripping with blood, staining his clothes.

"Second young master, bear with me..." The little maid hurriedly brought the wound medicine, Hao Xiang didn't open his eyes, but unbuttoned his clothes in cooperation, the little maid stepped forward to help him take off his clothes, and then proficiently to give him medicine.

Haoxiang's mind was spinning, Xueru's framing, Haozhen's oppression, he didn't care, but Ama's favoritism and unreasonable punishment, Erniang's tears and weakness, could still make his heart ache for the last time again.I have given up on myself a long time ago. If it wasn't for Er Niang, I am afraid that I would not be able to survive the punishment again and again... Yes, a life that was never expected. It is a stain on the family, Xueru hated herself so much that she gritted her teeth, and Erniang was originally a dancer sent back to Xinjiang. There are also lovers who fall in love with each other... Haoxiang smiled wryly in his heart.

Hao Xiang, who was caught in his own thoughts, didn't know that the eyes of the little maid who skillfully applied the medicine to him were already red.The body of the young man in front of him is growing thin, Haoxiang looks like Pianpian, extremely delicate and delicate, and his skin is also very fair, but the body of the thin and fair boy is covered with scars layer after layer, new wounds piled on top of each other The old wounds, the few bloody wounds on the back are even more frightening.The little maid sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, the stimulation of the medicine made Hao Xiang frowned, but then he felt the warm breath blowing on his wound, as if wanting to relieve his pain, in his heart, Can't help feeling a little bit of warmth "...Xiaojin..."

"Second Young Master, it hurts, I'll be gentler." Thinking that Hao Xiang was crying out for pain, Xiao Jin's eyes became redder, and her already careful movements became gentler, but the speed was not delayed. Take a white cloth and wrap it up.

The girl's warm breath was beside him, and her soft hands were wrapped around his body with bandages. No matter how young and mature Hao Xiang was, he couldn't help but feel his ears blush.After all, just a teenager.

"Second Young Master, what do you think? Do you want to call a doctor? This time your injury is too serious." After bandaging the wound, Xiao Jin rubbed her eyes before daring to face Hao Xiang.

"Forget it... Where did you invite me, don't let another incident happen, I'll take care of you..." Haoxiang opened his eyes, Danfeng's eyes were full of helplessness.

Xiaojin also knows that Haoxiang doesn't want to cause trouble again, Xueru usually has to find something to make things difficult for Pianpian and Haoxiang, and today she uses the palace to order new summer clothes to beat Haoxiang, saying that Haoxiang is because of Dissatisfied with Xia Tian's newly ordered clothes, he went to Xueru to make trouble and asked Yue Li to punish him.Originally, Xueru was targeting Pianpian, because Xueru had a cold a few days ago, Yue Li rested there for the night, but Haoxiang knew that Xueru was going to make things difficult for Pianpian, so he simply took the matter to himself .

"Emiang's body is so weak, how can she bear Ama's punishment, anyway, I'm used to being beaten, it doesn't matter if I beat her again," Hao Xiang said flatly.

The young man in front of him obviously still had a green face, but his eyes were filled with silence. Xiao Jin felt a pain in his heart, the longer he stayed with him, the more he knew his grievances, his helplessness, the more he felt sorry for him.This young man obviously doesn't care about his body, he can't cry, he can't laugh, he is so lonely, so hopeless.

Xiaojin loves Haoxiang and understands him, so she doesn't say much.He brought water, waited for Haoxiang to wash up, and carefully helped him to lie down.At this moment, Haoxiang was already in a daze, but he could still feel that Xiaojin had covered him with the quilt and dimmed the candle...

Xiaojin saw that Haoxiang had fallen asleep, but he didn't go back to his room to sleep, but retreated lightly.

midnight.The moon and stars are rare.

cold……

so cold...

Hao Xiang wanted to shrink back, but felt a pain in his back.

Why is it so painful?It was cold and painful, as if my back was not my own, the pain became a piece but numb the feeling, and I couldn't tell where the pain was more.The old injuries from the past also suddenly appeared to join in the fun, and Ama's kick on the shoulder triggered the internal injury hidden in the body.

Hehe, this time, I can't bear it anymore.But what about my mother?

Really, don't worry...

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, hold on!"

"Second young master, it hurts a lot, you have to hold on."

"Haoxiang, Haoxiang..."

who is it?Who is calling me?

The warmth wiped his cheeks, and another thick layer covered his body, and a pair of soft hands repeatedly probed the temperature of his forehead.

Yes, Xiao Jin...