Chapter 7

An Changqi used to be a nightmare for an Changqing for a long time.

An Changqing has been beautiful since she was a child. When she was a child, her facial features had not yet grown, and she had a kind of beauty that could not be distinguished between male and female. At that time, several sisters envied that he looked better than themselves, but other brothers disliked that he looked like a girl. An Changqing was not pleasant on both sides, and everyone liked to bully him. For a long time, an Changqing's childhood was dark. The only one who helped him was his cousin, an Changqi.

An Changqi is the only son of the second family. He was loved by many people since he was born. He was five years older than an Changqing. When an Changqing was eleven or twelve years old, he was sixteen or seventeen years old. In addition to an Changyu, the eldest son of his family, an Changyu is the oldest and most popular with the old lady.

When he taught other brothers and sisters a lesson and rescued an Changqing who was locked up in the Chaifang, an Changqing sincerely respected and admired this brother. Since then, an Changqi has been very kind to him. He will bully his brothers and sisters, take him to eat delicious cakes, and prepare new and beautiful clothes for him.

If it wasn't for the year when he was 12 years old, all would be fine.

An Changqing still remembers that it was a spring day, and his birthday was on February 15. It was around the equinox that the family set out for an outing and a spring feast, but no one remembered that the third young master of the prime minister was born on this day. An Changqing ate the longevity noodles his mother cooked for him, and was about to go out to get the medicine when he met an Changqi.

On that day, an Changqi was very amiable. An Changqing even remembered every word he said to himself.

He said: "third brother, today is your birthday. I have prepared a birthday gift for you. Do you want to have a look?"

The innocent an Changqing followed him happily. But don't want to be cheated by him into no one's room, ready to commit violence. At that time, an Changqi seemed to be a different person. He spoke words of love, but his eyes were full of lust. Trying to cajole him into submission.

Although an Changqing was naive, he was not stupid. He immediately took the copper candlestick and hit him on the head. Taking advantage of his pain, he jumped into the viewing pool from the never locked back window. Because an Changqi can't swim, he just escaped when a servant passed by.

But since then, Anchang Qi has torn off the mask of disguise, not only no longer stand out for him, but repeatedly instigated other brothers and sisters to bully him. Every time I met him alone, my face was even more eager to swallow him alive. An Changqing's life has become more difficult than before. Not only to deal with the four malicious, but also to spare no effort to avoid an Changqi.

It was not until anchangqi was 18 years old and got married that anchangqing's life was easier. Also deliberately forgotten the past.

It's just that he always thought that no one in the house knew about the disgusting past except himself and Anchang Qi.

But I don't want an Zhike to know everything. Since he can know that Anchang Qi was good to him, how can he not know that Anchang Qi was bad to him later? The reason for this change, as the head of the family, he will not know?

What's more, when he climbed up from the viewing pool, his face turned pale with cold. He was afraid and afraid, but he didn't dare to go back to lanhongyuan. For fear of causing his mother's worry, he could only go to anzhike with one in ten thousand hopes. But anzhike didn't even listen, so he scolded him and drove him back to lanhongyuan.

An Changqing thought he didn't like himself. It was only at this time that he realized that he just didn't want to quarrel with an zhishou for an unimportant son of commoners, so he pretended not to know.

Hate to the depths, there is only a burst of empty. Looking at an Zhike's suddenly changed face, an Changqing even laughed twice at the moment: "do you want me to let him go? I don't think so! If an Changqi is dead, how do you think the second uncle and second aunt will react? "

His voice was light and flowing, like a ghost. Xiao Zhige took his hand anxiously and gave him a deep cry.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing that his face was really strange, an Zhike frowned and softened his voice: "what's the good for you to kill him? It's better to send your cousin to see a doctor first, and then it's up to you what to do. "

An Changqing sneered: "do you think it's easy to cheat me when I'm still a three-year-old?"

With that, he pulled out his dagger and walked slowly to an Changqi, who had passed out.

"Changqing!" Xiao Zhige saw his intention and held him up.

An Changqing turned to look at him, his eyes were empty, there was nothing inside, and he was numb. Xiao Zhige pulled his heart, gently caressed his side face with his palm, and whispered in his ear: "and I'm here, don't dirty your hand."

The palm moves down, Xiao Zhige presses heavily on his shoulder, half hard pulls out the dagger in his hand, throws it in the grass, and then approaches an Changqi with the black gold spear.

"Lord!" An Zhike subconsciously stops him, but he's scared by his fierce eyes. He's in the same place for a moment.

"Don't worry, Prime Minister. I will save his life." Xiao Zhige's evil smile is like collecting debts from Shura. He cuts off an Changqi's leg with his gun.

An Changqi, who had passed out, woke up again with severe pain and covered his trousers. His crotch gave a shrill cry, then his eyes turned and he completely passed out. In the withered grass, he was spraying blood.

Xiao Zhige took the gun, looked at an Zhike with an ugly expression, and threatened: "I will stay, and the rest will be given to an Xiangguo. You don't want to come to the prime minister's country to confront me in front of your majesty? "An Zhike knows that this time it's Chang'an's misdeeds. What's more, his cousin covets his cousin's chaos. When the scandal comes out, his reputation will be destroyed. For Xiao Zhige's threat, he can only recognize it.

He looked at an Changqi, who was full of blood. He could only give them a cursory bow, and hurried to ask for help.

Without an outsider, Xiao Zhige touched an Changqing's cheek pitifully and sighed, "Why are you so stupid? You just killed him, didn't you take advantage of him? It's also a black pot for an Zhike. "

"I'll teach you how to get angry." Xiao Zhige touched the corner of his red eyes: "I will never let Chang'an live for three days, but also let an know that he can't live in peace. How about that? "

An Changqing looked up at him, his eyes gradually red. But he stubbornly clenched his teeth and refused to cry. His teeth were tight and his eyes were wide open. It's like fighting someone.

Xiao Zhige sighed, pressed his face on his shoulder, and stroked his back with a powerful palm: "if you want to cry, cry."

An Changqing opened her mouth and breathed heavily, but the tears in her eyes fell down in a string and soaked Xiao Zhige's shoulder. Xiao Zhige patted him on the back. Although his action was strange, it was very gentle.

After crying silently in his arms for a long time, an Changqing drew back her nose and said in a dumb voice, "thank you."

Xiao Zhi rubbed his red and swollen eyelids: "you don't have to say" thank you "to me."

In the distance came the sound of hasty footsteps. Xiao Zhige looked down at him. He thought that he didn't want to be seen this embarrassed appearance. He asked, "go back first?"

An Changqing shook her head: "go to see her mother first, she will worry."

Ignoring those who followed, they left from the other side. An Changqing's eyes were still red and swollen. Instead of going to the Rainbow Garden immediately, she took Xiao Zhige to the viewing pool on the other side where few people came.

After a moment's silence, he suddenly pointed to a wing room opposite the pool and said, "an Changqi cheated me there."

Xiao Zhige had a deep look in his eyes and clenched his hand.

An Changqing's hand was very cold and his voice trembled, but he didn't stop: "but he didn't take advantage of it. I opened a ladle on his head and recuperated for more than half a month."

As if he just needed a listener, an Changqing continued: "I can't understand all the time that it's his son. Why does he hate me so much? I used to think it was because of my mother's birth, but now I want to understand... "

He came to the conclusion without expression: "he never thought of me as his son."

Otherwise, which father would allow his son to be insulted by his cousin?

Xiao Zhige frowned. He was not good at comforting people. After thinking for a long time, he could only say: "when I was born, the sky was ominous. My father had tried to drown me. It's just that I'm not dead. Later, my mother's wife forced me to die and begged for my life. "

Although neither of them is worthy to be a father, it should still be emperor Anqing, let alone a thing.

An Changqing surprised side face, see his serious expression, originally gray mood suddenly brightened. Think about it. Xiao Zhige was born in the royal family. His mother died early and was not favored by the emperor. At the age of 12, he went to the border to join the army. I'm afraid only he knows how dangerous the border is, and how miserable it is.

It's just that the king of the Northern War was a man of iron and never for external humanity.

In comparison, what he has experienced is nothing. Grabbing Xiao Zhige's sleeve and wiping his face, an Changqing smiles: "if he doesn't take me as his son, I just don't have this father. It's not worth grieving for him. "

"Well." Xiao Zhige rubbed his tears with his thumb and said, "and me."

The king of the Northern War could not say love words, but the simple three words fell on the heart of an Changqing. An Changqing looked at him in a daze, and thought that if he was not so afraid of him in the last life, and had been wronged, he would go to him. He thought that this man would stand behind him when he was sad.

He leaned slightly, held him in his arms, felt the man's beating heart, and said "I'm sorry".

Xiao Zhige thought he was still wronged and patted him on the back.

"Shall I take you to meet my mother?" An Changqing rubbed his head in his arms.

Xiao Zhige looked down at him. The young man in his arms raised his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were still red with grievance. But he had a smile in his mouth. His voice was soft and his voice was hoarse. He looked close and reliable.

"Good." In Xiao Zhige's heart, Microsoft's expression softened unconsciously.

An Changqing arranges her appearance in front of the pool water. After confirming that she can't see anything, she takes Xiao Zhige to lanhong garden.

Lanhong garden was not built much. It used to be an exquisite building. Because of the local bias and neglect of management, they have become more and more dilapidated these years.

Xiao Zhige frowned before he came in. But an Changqing was used to such a dilapidated scene. Before I stepped in, I called my mother cheerfully.

An Xianyu, who embroiders with nanny in the courtyard, first sees him and eagerly meets him. When she sees Xiao Zhige on his side, she stops in fear and looks at an Changqing hesitantly. She doesn't know what to call him.Seeing her fear, an Changqing knew that her timidity could not be changed for a while, and she did not force her. She said softly, "where's my mother? I'll bring the Lord to see her. "

"Here you are?" There was a cough in the room, and then a thin woman came out holding the doorframe. The woman was dressed in a heavy blue cotton padded gown and had no hairpin on her head. Originally, she was a very ordinary person, but when she looked up, her features were gorgeous and gaunt, which made the dilapidated courtyard lose color. Even the bloated and old cotton padded robes have become pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Zhige looked at the woman, and then at the princess who strode to the woman's arms. He secretly sighed that it was true that the rumor was true that an Changqing was just like his mother. Only a pair of Danfeng eyes like an Zhike, less soft and coquettish color, more tough and noble.

An Changqing suddenly saw her mother, who had been dead for many years. For a moment, she couldn't help throwing herself into her mother's arms. She was both excited and aggrieved, and shed a few tears. Then she realized later that Xiao Zhige was still watching.

He secretly wiped his eyes with embarrassment and muttered in a low voice: "I'm eighteen. Don't call me that name again."

Yu touched his face with a loving expression: "no matter how big, it's my mother's" here. "

An Changqing's face was slightly red, so she had to change the topic. She brought Xiao Zhige, who was standing at the door, and said in embarrassment: "Niang, this is the king of Northern War. I'll bring him to see you."