"My dear Yu'er, don't worry about those little things. You know that we love you the most."

"You are weak, how can you not take care of yourself? It hurts our hearts."

"Mother made your favorite cakes for you. Go back to your room and sit down. Have a good rest. Don't think about it anymore."

The gentle and doting voices rang out one after another. Si Qi stood in a corner of the courtyard, looking at the warm picture of a happy family in front of him.

As if he fell into an ice cave, his hands and feet were cold and numb, his heart was throbbing, and he was in great pain.

This pain certainly did not come from Si Qi himself, but from the original owner.

Guessing something, Si Qi closed his eyes and accepted the memory that Xiu Xiu gave him.

The boy opposite, who was carefully protected by everyone and looked particularly pitiful with tears on his face, was the legitimate son of the general's mansion, the youngest son of General Si and his wife.

He looked cute and well-behaved with red lips and white teeth, but he was weak and sickly since childhood and could not withstand the wind and rain. No matter how many precious medicines he drank, he could not get better for many years.

The general's wife cried day and night for this, and the general did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to invite famous doctors from all over the world to diagnose and treat him.

After several famous doctors came to see him, they could not give a definite result, so they simply suggested that the general consult a sorcerer to see if there was a problem with his fate.

The general then asked the emperor to send a sorcerer in the palace. The sorcerer carefully examined the child's condition and concluded that the child was not the blood of the General's Mansion. He also figured out that when the General's wife gave birth, the child was maliciously replaced by a servant with evil intentions, and their biological child was now wandering outside.

This shocked everyone present, but before they could accept this bad news, the sorcerer said: "However, this child has amazing luck and continuous opportunities. He is born to attract the favor of people around him. His special qualities can bring supreme glory to your General's Mansion in the future. You might as well treat him well."

Everyone felt relieved and smiled with pride.

According to common sense, the family would probably ask where their bloodline is now. However, the general's wife didn't care about that at all. She only thought about the health of the child in her arms and asked anxiously, "Why is my son so weak?"

The sorcerer was stunned and looked at his wife.

He remembered that he had just calculated that the child in front of him had a unique fate. People who appeared around him would subconsciously side with him, protect him, and become his arms. The sorcerer's mind moved slightly, and he patiently explained: "This child was born in a humble family, and he replaced the identity of the general's mansion's legitimate son. He was backfired by the general's mansion's fortune, and then he became weak.

" Everyone was anxious, "What should we do?"

The sorcerer said bluntly: "Publish his true identity and separate him from the general's mansion, and everything will be fine."

The general's wife changed her face when she heard it: "How can this be! How will others look at my son, and how will they laugh at my son for having such dirty and despicable biological parents!"

The general An He patted the lady's back and said to the sorcerer, "Apart from this, is there any other way?"

The sorcerer didn't want to offend this child with amazing luck, so he simply went with the flow and did him a favor. "I see that you don't care about your biological child who is stranded outside. In that case, why don't you swap the fates of the two children and let this child completely become yours."

After saying this, everyone present remembered that they seemed to have never thought about the other child, nor cared about how he was doing outside.

The general's wife asked anxiously, "How to replace it?"

"Replace the blood, bones, and heart of your own child into the body of this child." The sorcerer said these extremely cruel words calmly, obviously he was not surprised by these things. "Then, this child will become your real child, flowing with the same blood as you." Everyone

present was silent because they understood the meaning behind this sentence.

The general gritted his teeth and said decisively, "Where is the child now?"

The sorcerer looked to the southeast and said, "Go forward from here, walk three thousand miles, and you will reach Luoxia Town."

Seven days later, the general found the skinny child begging on the street and brought him back to the general's mansion.

The general's wife glanced at the child and saw that he was skinny and had hair like dry grass. He stood in the bright and beautiful courtyard, trembling and timid. She couldn't help but think of her other beloved son, who was well-behaved, cute, generous and naive.

Sure enough, this person who was not educated by his side was not presentable. She

controlled her temper and looked at the child again. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that she smelled the stench of a beggar. She covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief in disgust and ordered the servants: "Take him down and wash him several times, and then change him into clean clothes."

The other direct descendants of the general's mansion standing beside the general's wife saw the child standing timidly in front of them, helplessly showing them a timid and flattering smile, as if he would raise his hands to ask them for money in the next second, and they couldn't help but frown.

In their hearts, they compared him with the little boy who grew up in the general's mansion and felt that there was a world of difference.

- How can this guy be like someone who walked out of their dignified general's mansion? Just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed!

But even if they didn't like him, they still had to provide him with good food and drink, and ordered the servants to serve him carefully, not to let him make any mistakes, and ordered the servants to prepare good food and a room for him.

The original owner had been wandering the streets since he was a child, begging for a living, and was accustomed to the cold eyes and scolding of others. At this moment, he was suddenly brought to such a grand mansion, and there was a group of servants in bright clothes serving him along the way. He had good food and drink all day long, and his heart was full of gratitude to the people in the general's mansion.

Seeing a group of nobles coming to see him, he subconsciously showed a flattering smile.

However, he never thought that this humble smile not only did not satisfy everyone, but instead aroused everyone's disgust, and they started to scold him for being unpresentable.

He was terrified, and didn't know what he had done wrong, so he could only apologize tremblingly.

This reaction emboldened the people in the mansion to manipulate him at will, and the original intention of telling the original owner his identity was also abandoned, for fear that the other party would use this matter to threaten them, or that he would run away secretly to save his life.

After discussing privately, they decided not to tell the original owner his identity at all, and treat him as a beggar taken from outside - after all, they would transfer everything from this person to that child, and he would no longer have the blood of the General's Mansion, and would also lose his life, so why bother too much.

The original owner did not understand the reason behind this, and heard the adults order him to stay in the courtyard and not run around or bump into other nobles, otherwise he would have no food to eat. He carefully remembered these words and did not dare to offend them casually.

After a month, he started to gain some weight. The general followed the sorcerer's instructions and sent someone to cut his wrists. He took a bowl of blood every week and made a special medicine to feed the other child.

This went on for several years. The original owner lived in the general's mansion and gradually adapted to this life of having everything provided for him. He was brainwashed by the servants who supervised him all day long. He said that he really envied such a life, that he didn't have to do anything and could be served like a young master. He also said that the owner of the general's mansion was a kind-hearted person. He had enjoyed so many benefits and must repay them.

The original owner had heard similar words many times. Comparing his life of begging on the street with his current life, he felt from the bottom of his heart that such a life was indeed too wonderful. He would never leave here. He liked everything here.

He also slowly understood his current situation from the words of others. He knew that the general's family loved their youngest son, and he was the "medicine man" of the youngest son. Only his blood could make the youngest son healthy, so he was lucky enough to stay here.

The original owner felt that just donating some blood could maintain such a good life, which was countless times better than begging on the street and being beaten. Moreover, if he was allowed to eat and live in the general's mansion but did nothing, he would feel uneasy and afraid that he would be driven away. If his blood can work, and the General's Mansion still needs his blood, then he can live in peace without having to worry all day long.

Therefore, he was very grateful to the General's Mansion and the young master.

If things continued to go wrong, he might be able to live happily every day.

But one time, the General's Mansion held a family sacrifice, and the direct descendants were required to enter the clan ancestral hall to worship the ancestors.

Because the fake young master was rejected by the fortune of the General's Mansion, entering the ancestral hall would only make the ancestors more targeted. The general and others had to call the original owner over to replace the fake young master. The original

owner was brought to the ancestral hall with a confused look on his face, and was ordered to follow a full set of sacrificial activities. He had no idea what he was doing, nor did he know where he had entered. He just did whatever the nobles told him to do, not daring to disobey them.

So, when he came out, he was caught off guard by the shocked young master. When he was questioned by the young master, he was completely confused. He didn't understand what the young master was crying about, nor did he know why he reacted so strongly when he saw him.

Several adults beside him all showed a terrible expression, and hurried forward to comfort the little guy whose eyes were red in an instant.

That incident was very serious. The little guy cried and made a fuss that night and fell ill, which made everyone in the general's mansion very anxious.

The original owner was implicated for no reason, locked in the room and not allowed to go out. The general's wife rushed in and slapped him hard several times, telling him not to have such delusions. She pulled his ears and pulled his head over, asking him if he had deliberately let the young master see him.

The original owner was panicked and had no idea what had happened. He kept apologizing and begging for forgiveness, carefully asking if the young master was okay. If he wanted to bleed, he could bleed as much as he wanted. While talking, he looked for a pair of scissors and stabbed his arm until it bled profusely, showing a pleading look, fearing that the other party would kick him out because of this.

The general's wife ignored the blood dripping all over the floor, poked his head with her finger, and cursed him with a lot of ugly words, and accidentally let it slip, which made the original owner remember it.

"Do you think you can occupy the magpie's nest and take away everything from my son? You're dreaming!"

The original owner grew up on the street since he was a child. He was able to survive on his own without a father or a mother. His brain was quite quick. Even though he didn't know what the phrase "occupying the magpie's nest" meant, he still memorized the pronunciation carefully. He learned from the people below about the meaning of "occupying the magpie's nest" and the meaning of his entering the ancestral hall that day. He learned that this was a place that only the direct descendants of the family were qualified to enter. His heart was pounding very fast, and he finally realized something.

Unfortunately, he realized that it was useless. He was not recognized by the people in the General's Mansion. Even though he vaguely guessed that the general might be his biological father based on his standing position when he entered the ancestral hall that day, he did not dare to say it out loud. Only

when he inadvertently thought of how the young master was doted on by them, he could not help but feel a little wronged.

What's worse is that the young master probably didn't want to let go of the previous incident. He insisted on hearing something from the elders. He was so sad that he couldn't sleep all night, and he burst into tears at the slightest thing. He was sick in bed all day, which made his wife and others feel very distressed. The whole General's Mansion was restless because of this.

One day, the young master even forced his way into his yard, grabbed his hand and said to him: "You are my brother, right? Otherwise, why would my father and mother treat you so well?"

The anxious adults who came over suddenly changed their expressions upon hearing this. They pushed away the original owner who was standing in front of the young master in shock, and held him in their arms to comfort him: "He is not your brother, how could you think so?"

The young master's tears fell: "But my father and mother let him enter the ancestral hall and not let me in..."

"We are afraid that you will be tired..." The group of adults glared at the original owner with a warning. This fierce look made the original owner completely sure that he was the child of this family, and everyone knew about it.

Knowing this, why did they still treat him like this...

Seeing everyone gathered in front of the young master who was about the same age as him, his body just felt cold.

He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, such as why he was stranded outside, why he had to bleed another child as soon as he came back, and whether the purpose of bringing him back was just for this.

Seeing that no one took him seriously at all, and that they only cared about the young master, he felt depressed and the more he thought about it, the sadder he felt. He couldn't help but say, "In that case, I'll leave!"

The young master cried a little softer, and looked at the original owner timidly, as if waiting for him to keep his word.

However, to the young master's surprise, the adults around him were particularly anxious. Not only did they not drive the man away, but they also yelled and pulled him to prevent him from leaving.

The young master's expression was blank for a while, his shoulders trembled and he cried very sadly: "I understand, I understand, so this is what Mom and Dad meant... Little brother, don't go, let me go, I'm always sick, I can't do anything for Mom and Dad, just let me go."

When everyone heard the young master's cry, their attention really shifted from the original owner to him. They anxiously comforted him and said nonchalantly those words that touched the original owner's heart: "How can you say that? How can he be compared with you. You are a pearl and he is a fish eye. He is not even as good as a strand of your hair."

The young master kept shaking his head, whispering "No, no", and his pitiful and aggrieved look was really heartbreaking.

The general saw the original owner standing beside him, and saw the dissatisfaction and hatred in his eyes. He raised his hand and slapped the original owner in the face, knocking him to the ground. His head was dizzy and he couldn't even get up.

The young master seemed to be frightened and cried, "Dad, why did you hit my brother? Did Yu'er do something wrong?"

As he spoke, he stood there, holding his mother's sleeve tightly with his fingers, and his body trembled.

"Don't be afraid, Yu'er," the general's wife hugged him in her arms and comforted him, saying softly, "He is not your brother."

The general's wife's eldest son said loudly, "This beast deserves to be beaten!"

A group of people didn't want the little guy to be emotional, so they carefully escorted the young master away, without even looking at the boy who fell on the cold ground and suffered for no reason.

The boy touched his swollen side face and slowly got up from the ground. He felt his teeth were a little loose, and he lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood.

Perhaps he scared the adults by saying that he was leaving. From that day on, he was locked in the room and could never come out again. The regular weekly bloodletting had never stopped, and he was also given a constant supply of delicacies from land and sea, which made him think more and more that something was wrong.

Later, those people were not satisfied with just bleeding, and began to cut flesh and replace bones. He was pressed on the bed and screamed loudly, being slaughtered like an animal. Afterwards, looking at the mutilated calf wrapped in cotton cloth, he completely understood that this place was not the so-called paradise, but hell.

He thought about escaping, but how could a child escape from the layers of guards in such a large general's mansion.

After several failed escapes, he thought of the young boy who looked simple and innocent, and tried every means to contact the young master, hoping that he could save him.

However, the child with red lips and white teeth, who looked like a fairy, showed a meaningful look, and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Why do you want to leave? Aren't your father and mother good enough to you? Look at how nice my home is, spacious, and there are delicious snacks, how can you not like it?"

Then he accidentally revealed this matter.

The general's wife was very angry, and later called the servants to beat him with bamboo sticks, tied one of his legs with iron chains, and threatened him not to have any bad thoughts again, otherwise the next time this leg will not only be tied up, but directly chopped off...

The content behind it was getting more and more excessive, and Si Qi didn't want to watch it anymore. He only knew that in the end, the original owner's bones were replaced, and his heart was taken out of his body, and the fate of the fake young master was successfully replaced, and he became the real young master of their general's mansion. He took away the original owner's flesh and blood, identity and even life.

At this moment, Si Qi was standing in the courtyard, looking at the crying child surrounded by a group of adults in front of him, and said resentfully, "Why don't I leave and not disturb your family reunion."

The crying child looked up at Si Qi with an innocent face, with expectation in his eyes.

The general noticed Si Qi's expression and raised his hand to slap him.

Si Qi naturally couldn't really let this man hit him, so he tilted his body casually and dodged.

The general's arm missed, and he was furious, and he was about to raise his hand again.

Si Qi quickly picked up the scissors that the original owner had used to prove his loyalty to his wife, pointed the tip at his neck, and said lazily: "Since you hate me so much, I might as well commit suicide."

The child stopped crying, and looked at Si Qi with tearful eyes without saying a word.

The adults around were furious and said angrily: "Stop it!!"

"Don't mess around!!"

The young master's eyes flashed with astonishment, and then he cried even more sadly.

Si Qi poked the scissors inside, looking at the general who wanted to move but dared not with a smile, "Why, don't you hate me, think I'm mean, and think I'm annoying? Why don't you let me die? Haven't you always wanted me to die?"

Hearing that you didn't always want me to die, everyone subconsciously felt guilty for a moment.

But there was no sign of it on his face, instead he showed a disgusted expression and ordered the servants beside him to go over and take the scissors from Si Qi's hand.

The servants looked at each other, looking at the scissors against Si Qi's neck, and didn't dare to step forward at all.

Si Qi said with interest: "It seems that you dare not let me die. Why? Because you have a reason to let me live?"

Everyone kept silent and did not answer at all. Si Qi did not need them to answer. He smiled and said: "I guess the young master is particularly curious about why at this moment. Are you going to ask your parents later? They will not tell you the truth. Let me tell you, because they need me to save your life."

The boy had a good brain. Thinking back to the news he had heard more or less during this time, his eyes flashed. He lowered his head and hid in his mother's arms, and whispered: "Brother, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

But everyone had a bad premonition and shouted at Si Qi not to say anything. They wished they could pull out Si Qi's tongue.

Si Qi said nonchalantly: "Why can't I tell you? You are going to kill me, I can't just sit there and wait to die, can I?"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Si Qi to be so sharp.

Si Qi: "Actually, I am the young master of the general's mansion, and you are the one who [occupies the magpie's nest]."

He even deliberately used the idiom that the general's wife had used once.

The young boy froze, looked at Si Qi with a sad face, and cried softly. He hid in his mother's arms and said, "Mom, is this true?"

The general's wife was about to go crazy and screamed, "You little beast, shut up!!"

"If I'm a little beast, then what are you? An old beast who gave birth to a little beast? Haha."

Si Qi looked at the servants beside him, all of whom had expressions of shock or fear. He trembled and wished he could plug his ears and disappear on the spot. He sneered and said, "You accidentally lost your own child, and instead of thinking about finding the child as soon as possible to make up for it, you raised the enemy's son who took away your own flesh and blood like a treasure! You even saw that the child was weak and did not hesitate to kill your own child to raise the enemy's son! Your spirit of selfless dedication is really eye-opening!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"How did you know? Who told you!!"

Two completely different reactions came out from the mouths of several people in power in the General's Mansion. Now, the young master who originally thought Si Qi was talking nonsense was completely panicked, and his heart was beating fast.

"You said these things because you feel unbalanced, thinking that Yu'er took your things away and wanted to force us to recognize your identity? Don't be delusional." The original owner's brother warned Si Qi coldly, "We can only take the things of the General's Mansion if we are willing to give them to you. If we are not willing to give them to you, you have no right to touch them! Yu*[Xi-] Tuan, I only have one brother, Ayu, in my life, who do you think you are!"

"I feel unbalanced? You take your position as General's Mansion too seriously." Si Qi sneered, "I have known my origins and who my biological father is for a long time, but I never thought about taking the initiative to recognize you. Have you ever confessed my identity to you in the past few years? I didn't beg to enter the ancestral hall! It was you who let me in, and it was your little baby who came to me on his own! Or did you not hear what I said just now that I wanted to leave? It wasn't me who stopped me from leaving!"

"If you look down on us so much, you shouldn't have begged to live here in the first place, and don't be so shameless to enjoy the treatment we provide you!" The general's wife scolded with red eyes: "You are really a heartless ungrateful wolf!"

Si Qi laughed and asked the general's wife: "Did I want to move in? Didn't you bring me here from thousands of miles away? Besides, am I enjoying all this for nothing? Didn't you ask me for blood? Didn't you want to cut my flesh? Or did you say that your son's life-saving medicine is not worth the money for these meals I have eaten? It was obviously you who begged me to stay and didn't dare to let me leave. How come I am the one begging to live here!"

The author has something to say:

--Originally

, I planned to finish this book with the last copy, but when I was writing the outline of the real and fake young master, I wrote two completely different outlines. After I finished writing the one about the stars, my hands were itchy, so I wrote this one at the same time. In order to avoid similar plots, the roles of the fake young master's family in this copy will be reduced as much as possible, and they will only appear at the beginning and the end, focusing on other content.

The second part is currently being saved. If you have any preferred world types, or what kind of plots you think you like, you can tell me in advance. I will write down what I see (for example, a little angel said that he likes the plot that the whole world is watching China's development the most), and then when I write, I will know what you like to watch and what you should pay attention to and focus on, so I have a reference.

Muah.

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