I was reborn by the emperor

Chapter 4

Lu Jie is still young next year, but his facial features have already revealed their depth and sharpness, and they have already surpassed the gentleness and gracefulness of Concubine Rong's face.

Especially those pair of phoenix eyes, they should look very much like the Holy Majesty.

So much so that Concubine Rong recognized the wrong person in a trance.

Concubine Rong was in a trance, still crying to Lu Jieming, "Your Majesty, I love you, how could I be selfish to others! How could I want to dirty my body!"

As soon as the words came out, Xu Lianlang's expression changed drastically.

Almost subconsciously, she turned half of her body to look at Lu Jieming.

She didn't care about digesting these words, she only had one thought in her mind, and the Seventh Prince heard it too.

Xu Lianlang didn't dare to think to what extent a ten-year-old child could understand this sentence.

My mother had an affair with another man, was discovered by my father, and I was also disgusted with him.

But when he really looked at Lu Jieming and saw that there was no ripple on his immature face, Xu Lianlang felt his heart sink even deeper.

If there are no waves, it is known for a long time.

If there is no wave, it will be numb for a long time.

The Seventh Prince was holding something in his hand, and he carried it all the way behind his back, but when he saw Concubine Rong lost her composure, she raised her foot and walked over.

His footsteps were not chaotic, and when he walked, he could clearly see that his left foot was not stable on the ground. He walked up and down when he walked. During the day, the injury was not relieved in the evening, but aggravated.

He first put the things in his hand on the ground, then knelt on the ground with his right leg and knee, his white robe was loose, like frost flowers scattered all over the ground.

I don't know when, the dark clouds cleared a little, and some bleak moonlight shone through the window.

Inch by inch, the silver light landed on the protruding shoulder blades of the ten-year-old boy, and slowly moved to his still thin shoulders.

With a tense face, he took Concubine Rong from Xu Lianlang's arms.

He was small and thin, unable to support Concubine Rong, he simply knelt on the ground with her.

"Mother, you still have me."

The volume was too low, more like a sigh.

Hearing such words from the child's mouth should be ironic, but Xu Lianlang really seemed to see through these words the two years of their mother and son in the palace.

The mother and concubine are insane, and the youngest son has nowhere to rely on, so he has to work hard to stand on his own.

Xu Lianlang felt sad, the more he knew about Concubine Rong's mother and son's prosperity back then, the more difficult it was for him to accept the bleakness of today.

Concubine Rong's emotions became more and more resentful, she couldn't get what she wanted, and she couldn't respond to her request, which made her go crazy.

She didn't have much sanity, and couldn't tell who the person in front of her was.

He just vented his hatred blindly, punching and kicking the person in his arms.

Lu Jieming pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, forcibly enduring Rong Pin's madness.

But after all, he was too young, Rong Pin didn't restrain his strength, and became impatient, every punch and every kick made his whole body tense.

Just as he was about to kick his softest abdomen with another kick, his vision suddenly dimmed, and a light fragrance entered his nostrils.

This smell is not familiar, but it is definitely not unfamiliar, because it was the person with this smell who took him into his arms during the thunderstorm last night.

It was the same today, she pulled him into her arms and helped him block the kick.

He has always known how strong the mother and concubine's feet are.

Sure enough, a howl was soon heard.

"what!"

"hiss……"

The woman's voice was weak and painful, and she yelled more like a child than he did.

Xu Lianlang hugged Lu Jieming tightly, and originally planned to hug Lu Jieming and run out to avoid it, but Rong Pin's kick came too fast, directly hitting her spine, with a muffled sound, it really hurt.

She didn't care about how much pain she was in, she forcefully picked up Lu Jieming and got up, just as her knees were off the ground, Rong Pin slapped her side face again.

Xu Lianlang was so big, he had never been slapped in the face before, and he was suddenly stunned by the slap.But still remember that it is very important to carry the prince out first.

So much so, that she didn't realize that she was crying when the wind blew and her face was cold when she got out of the main hall.

I don't know whether to cry in pain or anxiously.

Under the verandah hung two lanterns covered with smoky veils, which were specially hung by the servants of the Xinggong Palace to please Concubine Rong when the towering cloud pavilion had just been repaired a few years ago.

I don't know why, but after a few years, people have changed, but these two lanterns are still the same.

Today, two small pieces of candles were placed inside, through the gauze cover, the light emitted was hazy, reflecting figures indistinctly.

But the teardrops hanging on his cheeks were extremely bright.

Lu Jieming's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect her to cry.

On the other hand, she smiled at the corner of her mouth, wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeves, and said pretending to be innocent: "Your Majesty is too strong, I can't even stop you, so I can only hug you out first." La."

His fingers subconsciously grasped his sleeves.

He himself can't remember how long it has been since such a person has blocked these slaps for him.

When he was in the palace before, someone had to clear all the obstacles for him, let alone beat him, even if he encountered him, he would kneel down and beg to save his life.Even if the servant can't do well, his mother and concubine will take care of it for him.

But such a day is like a yellow beam dream in the daytime, facing the warmth and coldness of the palace, it is more like a fake.

After all, the one who hurt him now is not only someone else, but also the mother concubine.

The woman in front of him looked young, her eyes were red and moist, and he knew how strong the concubine mother was when she went crazy.

Those two hits must have been hard.

His heart tightened, his teeth bit his upper lip, but his legs took a step back.

The kindness of others is passed on suddenly, and he really doesn't know how to accept it.

He is like a canine wolf, who dares to scare others with his young teeth, and dares to puff up his hair and grin his teeth to defend his territory, but he doesn't know how to speak to the rabbits fed by others.

He is always vigilant and startled, fearing that this rabbit is a delicious bait thrown by the hunter. As long as he walks into the trap and tastes it, he will be doomed forever.

Xu Lianlang looked at Lu Jieming who had lowered his head for a long time, worried that he would be frightened, so he raised his hand to rub his head.

This is the action she used to do to her younger brother. Today, the same action, with a different object, has a completely different feeling.

The Seventh Prince's hair was very soft, under the palm, it was itchy and soft.

She continued to act like this, and said softly: "I will be here in the future, and I won't let you be wronged again."

The wind suddenly picked up, Lu Jieming's forehead blocked his sight, and these words were poured into his ears along with the wind.

Too familiar, too jarring!

He woke up suddenly, I don't know how many people have told him this, but in the end, it was all to coax him to approach him to find out if there is any benefit.

In his eyes, there was undisguised vigilance and defense. Every palace official who came to him said these words.

During the two years when he came to the palace, this sentence was said countless times by all kinds of people. Not only could they not do it, but they wanted to make him "wronged" severely before leaving.

Holding his breath in his heart, he avoided Xu Lianlang's touch, and when he opened his mouth, he was full of thorns, "Mother concubine teaches her son, what a grievance."

Xu Lianlang choked back, frowning and looking down at him.

The appearance of half a child, the face is covered with shadows of prey.

She was beaten twice, and he was beaten more than twice.

She felt sorry for him, so she wanted to follow him, "It's the servant girl who made a mistake, and I hope His Highness will forgive me."

As soon as the honorific title was used, Xu Lianlang felt uncomfortable.

She has never really served in the palace, before going to the palace, she followed the rules for a month, and still has some disagreements with many names in the palace.

In desperation just now, I forgot to use the honorific title, and what I showed was really the most straightforward concern.

Now that the honorific title is added, the whole person seems hypocritical.

But this awkwardness didn't last long, because the next moment, the child in her memory who had given her expectations and hopes completely changed.

With unrestrained anger and irritability in his eyes, he described to her in a very slow tone, even a brisk tone: "The servant girl who came to serve in the Yunge Pavilion last I stayed here for more than a month, working hard all day long, serving my concubine properly, but before leaving, I took away the concubine's only jasper and agate hairpin."

He narrowed his eyes a little, as if slowly remembering.

Xu Lianlang was confused, surprised at the change of his topic, and then suddenly understood what he meant by what he said.

She bit her lip, eager to express: "I will definitely not do such a thing..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again.

"She found a good job. It is said that she went to the palace to serve some empress. Later, when the incident was discovered, she suffered [-] boards and directly lost a leg."

"Where is that empress willing to use a disabled person? There is no place for her in the imperial palace, and the palace does not support disabled people. She will be sent out of the palace early. A guilty body will not do anything good."

"I heard that there is no cure, the wound is bleeding and festering, and I can't even survive this summer."

The atmosphere instantly froze.

The child in front of him still had a childish face, and his voice still had the characteristic high-pitched voice of a child, but the words he said were full of warnings.

She was completely different from the child who was shivering because of the thunderstorm last night.

Xu Lianlang was surprised that he could say these words without changing his face at such a young age, and was even more shocked that the two of them, mother and son, had been deceived before.

When she first came, she had meticulously cleaned the main hall of the Suoyun Pavilion. She remembered clearly that the wardrobe and makeup box of Concubine Rong were clean, and there was nothing of value.

Concubine Rong used to use wooden hairpins to tie her hair, and she was dressed in plain clothes, the pattern of which was ripped apart.

Even in such a difficult situation, the mother and son were once deceived by the trusted palace servants.

Xu Lianlang missed Lu Jieming's gaze, she thought, what was lost along with the jasper and agate hairpin was the prince's trust in the people around him.

She felt that her mind was in a mess, and the cheeks slapped by Concubine Rong still had burning pain, and the wind was blowing on her face, and the pain seemed to be taken away.

But she was so cold, so cold.

She wanted to reach out to hold Lu Jieming's hand that was tightly clenched all the time, but she couldn't turn her mind off, she just felt that he was clenching so hard, whether his fingers hurt or not.

After realizing it, I started to panic again.

What will she do, and what will she do in the future, in order to win the trust of the prince.

Concubine Rong's cries became louder, and the door of the palace was smashed to the ground with a "bang bang". Lu Jieming took a look, walked past her, and walked quickly towards the main hall.

He was limping on his left foot, but his steps were firm. The image on his thin back was telling her not to waste her efforts, she couldn't enter his life, and he rejected her extremely.

That night, Xu Lianlang nestled in his little bed, guarding the three quilts, and dreamed of that year's palace banquet and the Seventh Prince again.