Song Mei didn't say she agreed or disagreed, she just sighed, "Oh, they all want me to be the third prince's concubine. I also worked hard and it's so stressful."
Song Li couldn't believe it, "Do you still need to bother?"
"You are so beautiful, don't all the men with hooked fingers come here? I saw it on the day of the Prince Duan Palace banquet, you almost made all the men faint!"
Worried that her gums would show when she smiled, Song Mei quickly pursed her lips. Song Li, an idiot, said, "They like me because they like the Northwest Army behind me. I will not be fooled by them."
"You are still smart, I can't even think of this."
Song Mei curled her lips, "If you can think of it, nothing will happen to me."
The two of them actually talked and laughed all the way to the palace.
In the royal school, because of Xiao Lingxi's careful care, Song Mei was not bullied. Only the seventh princess occasionally made things difficult for her. On the contrary, Song Mei managed to do well in the class with her hard work and talent, and was especially liked by her husband.
As soon as Song Mei arrived in the classroom, she played with Xiao Lingxi and others. Bai Yudie was listening without saying a word. She seemed to be involved, but she seemed not to be involved.
Song Li conscientiously placed the books on Song Mei's desk, sharpened the plum-scented ink, and set up the brush. When he finished doing this, the bell for class rang.
"Dang...dang...dang..."
The girls quickly went to their seats and sat down.
The maids also quickly went to stand behind the school. Song Li followed suit and walked over to stand against the wall.
When I turned around, I saw a child with messy hair and dirty body appearing at the door.
He is slender and has long hair covering his face. He cannot be identified as male or female, but looking at the pink clothes, he should be a girl.
She walked backwards slowly, and the girls avoided her, as if they were afraid of being caught by him.
The child didn't care, step by step, just walking at his own pace.
Soon, she reached the back, looking for an empty seat.
Even the maids disliked her and held hands when they saw him coming, for fear that she would get in between him.
Because Song Li had just arrived and didn't know anyone, he consciously stood on the edge. The child glanced at her and saw that she didn't resist, so he stood next to her.
Song Li was slightly absent-minded, because the moment he raised his head, Song Li noticed that his eyes were purple.
It is said that the eyes of Xirong nobles are purple. Purple in Xirong symbolizes nobility and the purity of blood.
No need to think about it, this dry boy dressed in pink is the prince of Xirong she is looking for - Wen Renjie.
I don't know who was teasing him. He was put into a girl's pink clothes and he was not allowed to go to the boy's classroom. Instead, he was asked to come to the girl's classroom to stand with the maids.
This is a huge insult to a man.
But judging from the way the maids were used to it, he must have been treated like this so often that he seemed to have become numb.
[Poor kid, in order to protect his younger brother, he took the initiative to come to Daqi as a hostage, but he didn't expect that his younger brother and he were not the same father. He was his uncle's child. 】
Wen Renjie: "???"
who is it?
You actually made up such lies to stimulate him.
How ridiculous.
[My brother is pitiful? He pretended. 】
[My younger brother is enjoying a good life in Xirong and has a sweetheart with his fiancée. 】
[My father is poisoned and dying, my mother has been occupied by my uncle, and the court is controlled by my uncle. Even if I go back, I will die. It would be good to die in Daqi, at least I won't feel the pain of being betrayed by my family. 】
Wen Renjie's eyes were secretly observing through the cracks in his hair, but he found that no one was speaking.
The source of the sound seemed to be the girl next to me.
She did not open her mouth, nor was she ventriloquism. Her voice did not come from her body, and there was no resonance at all. Instead, it seemed as if it came out of her soul and then floated into his ears lightly.
Like...the voice of her heart.
This made him feel a little dazed. Could it be that he had been hungry for a long time and had hallucinations?
Or maybe the long-term torture made him resentful.
No one knows that although the eyes of the Xirong royal family are the most beautiful purple, they are born with eye problems. His father and his uncle are both color blind, and he is face blind. His younger brother is even weirder. He sees everything the same. It's a black shadow, and you can't see the outline of things at all.
He felt sorry for his brother and was afraid that he would not be able to do even the most basic self-care when he came.
Therefore, even though he had been established as the prince, he still insisted on coming here in place of his younger brother.
His idea at the time was that it was only ten years, and it was over by gritting his teeth. He came here when he was seven years old, and ten years later he would only be seventeen years old, just in time to go back and ascend the throne as emperor, and he could also learn Daqi's agriculture, astronomy, and arithmetic... …he did not waste his time in vain…
But after listening to this girl's thoughts, he suddenly remembered something.
Before he made up his mind to replace his brother, he overheard a conversation between his uncle and his brother.
The uncle said: "Ye, don't make unnecessary sacrifices. Even if you die, it's better to find a promising prince. It will also be a big favor to your brother."
The younger brother replied solemnly: "I am willing to trade my own life for my brother's peace for the rest of his life."
He was deeply moved at that time. His younger brother was ready to die, and even thought about the best way to die. However, as an older brother, he was still hesitant to save his younger brother... He was not worthy of being an older brother.
Now that I think about it, how could he have heard it by such a coincidence?
It was just what they told him on purpose.
Three years have passed, and he has suffered numerous abuses in Daqi, but has never received any kindness from Xirong. Perhaps, this girl's voice is true...
Just as he was thinking about it, a sweet smell forcefully entered his nostrils. He turned around and saw that the cheeks of the girl next to him were bulging. She didn't know what she was eating. She looked very delicious.
He hadn't eaten for many days, and when he smelled this smell, he felt sour and uncomfortable in his stomach, shrinking and hurting, and he could hardly help but curl up on the ground.
Song Li noticed that Wen Renjie was trembling and seemed to be in pain. Without thinking much, she put her arms around his waist to support his body.
However, Wen Renjie trembled all over and pushed her hand away with force.
He seemed to be thinking of something bad, and his body was shaking even more.
[He helped him kindly but still didn’t appreciate it. 】
【It’s really... wrong,】
【Could it be...】
Song Li suddenly thought of a plot in the book, where the eldest prince was a seductress and always put pressure on Wen Renjie for various reasons, hoping that he would take the initiative to sacrifice himself.
Has it started now?
She sighed, leaned closer to him, and while the girls were reading the girl's training, she whispered: "I won't touch you, you lean on me."
Wen Renjie did not respond, nor did he accept her kindness. He just stood there silently and endured.
Song Li touched his forehead. The temperature was a little high, but it was still normal.
Her back is a little rickety, and her waist is as thin as a hemp stick... Could it be that she hasn't eaten well?
She took out a piece of honey-made dried meat and quickly stuffed it into his mouth, "Don't spit it out. If others see it, they will teach you a lesson."
"Don't worry, I'm eating it too, it's not poisonous."
Wen Renjie did not move, the sweet honey juice and oil on the meat were brought into his throat by his saliva, like a rare delicacy, making him intoxicated with hunger.
Song Li just ate one piece by herself and stuffed one piece with him until get out of class was over. She saw that Wen Renjie's mouth was full, but he didn't chew a bite, and the edges of the dried meat were still intact.
He rushed out of the school and vomited all the dried meat into the flower bed.
Song Li also walked out. In order not to alert others, he just watched from a distance.
[This child refuses to eat even though he is hungry. He is really stubborn. 】
[It is a good thing to have backbone, but living people have bones and air, while dead people only have bones and no air. 】
A dark light flashed in Wen Renjie's eyes. He was not a man of integrity, he just didn't want to receive favors from others for no reason. He didn't have to repay them, and he couldn't afford them.
If it falls on the ground, he will pick it up immediately and eat it.
Even if it is dog food, he will pick it up and eat it.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a little yellow mouse at my feet, holding a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and gnawing on it.
Wen Renjie once thought he was hallucinating. He blinked hard and confirmed that there was really a mouse there. He picked it up.
First he grabbed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffed it in one mouthful, then brushed aside the mouse's hair and looked at it.
This mouse pretends to be fat, but actually has no meat.
He was a little disgusted, but decided to take it back for a tooth punch.
Rats are poisonous and can only be eaten after they are cooked. Break their necks first and then dispose of them when you return home.
Wen Renjie put his big hand on the mouse's little head. Just when he was about to take action, he saw the mouse spit out another hazelnut from its mouth, hold it and gnaw it.
Wen Renjie was stunned, thought for a moment, grabbed it, crushed it, and ate it.
The mouse spit out another chestnut.
Peel off the skin and eat.
Pine nuts, eat them.
Peanuts, eat them.
Melon seeds, eat them.
…
Until Wen Renjie burped after eating.
The little mouse stopped taking food and sat slumped on his hand, its eyes vacant and lifeless, as if it had been stolen.
A trace of guilt flashed in Wen Renjie's eyes, and then he put it in his chest.
I’m full today, and there’s still tomorrow.
Although it was like a dream, he was willing to keep dreaming as long as it was comfortable.
