Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The third bowl of soup (2)

This small body... Qing Huan was very annoyed, and staggered to stand on the stool, then gently opened the door, looked around, made sure that no one was there, and slipped out quietly.

The rockery is still the same rockery, not to mention her strange premonition, just saying that she was beside the rockery when she opened her eyes, Qing Huan can conclude that this must not appear randomly. The reason why she is here must be something.

Walking around the rockery a few times, Qing Huan frowned, her veritable little hands pinched and probed everywhere, until she touched something strangely smooth and hard in a hole. Using the strength of sucking milk, he pressed the mechanism down, and a pitch-black hole appeared in front of him. There was nothing at the entrance, not even a ladder. Qing Huan was puzzled, let go and looked at it, and was immediately taken aback! She gasped, clutching her chest.

——A pair of fierce beast-like eyes stared at her.

After a moment, she tilted her head to look again. It turned out that a little boy about eight or nine years old was locked with iron chains under the hole. He was staring at Qing Huan at the moment, his eyes were cold, as if he could rush out and bite her throat in the next second.

Qing Huan didn't think about who he was, and didn't care why a small hole was dug under the rockery to lock such a child. From her point of view, the cell below is not big, but there are a lot of torture tools. The little boy has a long chain around his ankle. He stood there, looking up at Qing Huan, his face yellow and thin People feel scared.

The two stared at each other for a while, and after a while, Qing Huan asked softly, "...Who are you? What's your name?"

Seeing that the little boy ignored her, she bit her mouth, her voice softer: "My name is Qinghuan, Qingqing, happy Huan, how about you?"

The little boy just stared at her and didn't speak. Qing Huan rarely gets along with children, but in the world of the female ghost Hongluan, she is the mother of three children. However, this little boy is different from the three children she once had. This child... Except for his appearance, there is nothing like a child at all. Whether it is his eyes or expressions, he looks like an adult who is determined to kill. Qing Huan knelt at the entrance of the cave, hesitated for a while, and suddenly heard a grunt.

The little boy's ice sculpture-like expression suddenly cracked. Qing laughed, she got up from the ground, and quickly covered the rockery again, so the sunlight was once again engulfed by the darkness.

In the darkness, the little boy clenched his fists.

But soon, beyond his expectations, the very beautiful little girl came back. This time the sun shines into the ground again. The little boy raised his head and saw the delicate little girl holding the rope. Put the bundled bamboo leaf bag down.

"This is the food I just brought, eat it while it's hot!"

To eat or not to eat? Will it be poisonous in it? On second thought, if they wanted him to die, they would have already done so, so why wait until now? Besides, instead of sending a little girl to harm him, it is better to find a secret guard and directly strangle him to death. Thinking of this, the little boy squatted down, tore apart the bamboo leaves, and devoured it. He hadn't eaten in a long time and lived off the moss on the walls of the dungeon. It's not that he is afraid of death, but he is not willing to die like this.

Qing Huan couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he looked at him. She has always had an extra tolerance for children. When the little boy finished eating, she smiled, but was a little uneasy: "I don't know who you are, and I don't dare to let you out. This is my aunt's jurisdiction, and I can't let her get hurt. But don't worry. , I will give you food every day from now on, okay?"

Her eyes are so beautiful. It was shining like a star, but the little boy quickly lowered his head and refused to look at it. Qinghuan said disappointedly, "I'm leaving first, see you tomorrow."

Darkness engulfed the light again, the little boy stood stiffly in the same place, his eyes could no longer accept the sunlight, his heart hurts, in fact, he didn't see what the little girl looked like at all, just guessed from her voice She should look good.

Will you come again?

No way. This kind of place... terrifying, eerie, full of darkness. Who would want to come here? To see a grandson of the emperor who has long lost its value, and everyone in the world thought he was dead? !

Unexpectedly, the next day, Qing Huan arrived as promised. She covered the hole with dry grass, so that he could bathe in the sun and breathe fresh air without irritating his eyes.

Today she brought some delicious pastries. The little boy used to disdain to eat these things, but now he even eats moss.

In this way, for half a month, Qing Huan brought food every day. She has no way to get out of the cold palace, and her current body can't exert much energy, and she has nothing to do every day, so she can only come to be with the little boy. The female official who claimed to be her aunt was very busy and basically had no time to accompany her. Luckily, Qing Huan's mind was flexible, and she quickly knew where the imperial kitchen was. She often steals some food for the little boy when others are not paying attention. Otherwise, her own will not be enough.

But the little boy refused to speak from beginning to end. If Qing Huan hadn't confirmed his identity, he would have thought that he was a mute who couldn't speak.

This little boy is the great Wei Jingheng Emperor who was "indifferent but never indiscriminately kills innocents" as Nugu Zhu Cai said. After the first meeting that day, Qing Huan returned to the room, and the Karma Stone appeared in front of her miraculously, and because of this, she learned the reason.

The first emperor passed away, and Emperor Jingheng's father, the crown prince, came to the throne, and then the crown princess colluded with her parents' family, intending to rebel. First, she killed the emperor, and then she ignored her three-year-old child, murdered the emperor, and then murdered the emperor. Hengdi was locked in the underground cave of the cold palace - this is what she accidentally learned about. After throwing her son in, she no longer ignored him, but became the eldest princess of the new dynasty! The current emperor is the biological father of Emperor Jingheng's mother and concubine. The family changed Wei to Zhou, just like a new dynasty.

The reason why Emperor Jingheng would not be a woman in the future was because his mother and concubine were extremely promiscuous. The three-year-old Emperor Jingheng smashed his mother and grandfather into the bed and was thrown into the hole. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to support a three-year-old little emperor and be the queen mother yourself?

Unfortunately, this child is worthless.

For the eldest princess, she married a husband she didn't like, and had to give birth to a child she didn't like at all, and she died when she died.

But it is such a child who was thrown into a hole at the age of three, and in the future, he can turn his back on today's desperate situation and regain all his power. It is enough to see that adversity does not mean that he cannot become a talent. However, when Emperor Jing Heng became an adult, he had a strange and gloomy personality. Not close to women, I think it has something to do with what happened when I was young.

Qing Huan pity him, no matter what, she doesn't want to ruin a good child like this. Fortunately, although she did not have the conditions to get him four books, five classics, pen, ink, ink, ink, ink, ink, and ink, but in the world of the female ghost Hongluan, she has already read poetry and books, and she is familiar with the theory of needle and Bianstone, so she will find a way to use what she knows. Give things to Emperor Jingheng.

The hard work pays off. After they worked together for two months, Emperor Jing Heng was finally willing to talk to her. At this time, he was immature and young. Although he was gloomy and unpredictable, he was still a child at heart. Qing Huan tried her best to bring the distance between the two closer. She is gentle and patient, no matter how indifferent Emperor Jing Heng is, she doesn't care. Over time, Emperor Jingheng will take the initiative to talk to her.

Like today, Qing Huan was sitting at the entrance of the cave, listening to the awkward reading sound of Emperor Jing Heng below, covering his mouth and chuckling. She also knew that, apart from recognizing life and being vigilant, Emperor Jing Heng stayed in the cave for too long, and he couldn't even speak. He was only three years old when he was thrown away, and his language was immature.

It seems that Emperor Jingheng is only eight|nine years old, but in fact he is already eleven years old. He is only malnourished and lives on moss every day, which makes him look particularly thin. And his eyes...because he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, although his eyesight has been restored for a long time, it is covered with a white shade. Whenever he opened his eyes to look at Qing Huan, it always made her feel frightened.

As time passed, Emperor Jingheng's intelligence impressed Qing Huan with admiration. He would never forget it. Basically, as long as he heard the knowledge she had spoken, he would be able to memorize it completely. Qing Huan had never taught anyone, and she didn't know if it would be useful for Emperor Jing Heng to do so. She only hoped that this poor child would understand in the future that it was not his fault that he suffered this, as long as he insisted , Diligence, there will be a day when the ambition of Honghu will be realized. The most important thing is that Qing Huan didn't want him to be a cold and emotionless emperor. Judging from the narrative of the female ghost Zhu Cai, the adult Jingheng Emperor can no longer be called a complete person.

Just like her.

"Qing Huan."

"Huh?"

Emperor Jing Heng looked up at her. The thin layer of shading covered his jet-black eyes. It was scary, but Qing Huan could feel his warmth. This young man seemed indifferent and unapproachable, but in fact he just longed for someone to cuddle with him. "I won't be stuck here forever."

"I know." Qing laughed. "You are very capable, I can't hold you here."

"Will you stay by my side until the day I go out?" There were no emotional questions, but Qing Huan could hear the unease and expectations. So she smiled: "Yeah."

Then Emperor Jingheng quietly reddened his ears. He quickly raised his head and glanced at Qing Huan, then lowered quickly and continued to recite the homework she gave her.

The eldest princess's family is trying to usurp the throne. It seems that the victory is in hand, and it is bright and beautiful. In fact, the interior is filthy, and there are many people who refuse to obey. They are all waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to completely destroy this new dynasty that will not last long. And the new emperor didn't care. In the previous dynasty, all the blood relatives of the royal family were slaughtered by him. Even if someone could restore the country, what would happen? Without the support of their masters, they are just another chaotic thief.

Qing Huan has been trying to get rid of the iron chain on Emperor Jing Heng's feet. The iron chain has been deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, but Emperor Jing Heng doesn't seem to feel the pain. As long as she appears beside him, He was always cheerful and gentle.