Li Shengyi knew where Shen Wangchen had gone.
I came to the dilapidated temple outside the city alone and saw the thin figure lying in the haystack. On his neck, a kitten, finally not so thin anymore, was curled up there.
The sound of footsteps at the door made the sleeping kitten open its eyes.
After seeing the familiar figure standing at the door and the familiar smell on the other person, it meowed, limped off the haystack, and walked towards her.
Li Shengyi skillfully bent down and picked up the kitten, holding a soft and fluffy new quilt in her hand.
She walked all the way holding the quilt, and was so tired that her face turned red and she was out of breath.
Holding the kitten in one hand, she sat down on the mat, spread out the quilt and threw it on the haystack beside her, and took out a bag of oil paper that was shriveled by the quilt from her arms.
Open the oil paper and the aroma of the meat buns will hit you instantly.
"Eat slowly."
Looking at the kitten wolfing down its food, even though she had been feeding it for half a month, it still couldn't forget its past hunger and always looked like this every time it ate.
The exact opposite of the one lying in the haystack.
Shen Wangchen rarely accepted the meat buns she handed over. Even if his appetite was aroused and his stomach growled, he remained unmoved by the meat buns in front of him.
His character is so resolute that he seems to have just come out of the military camp.
How could such a person be called a thief in the eyes of the people?
Li Shengyi pursed his lips, and the scene of him opening the gate of the courtyard and asking him for help not long ago popped up in his mind.
Shen Wangchen is neither a thief nor a mute.
After he came to Princess An Ning, he never had a good day and was tortured by Princess An Ning every day.
Maybe he resisted at first.
But the more he resisted, the more painful the torture became.
Gradually, he became numb and no longer resisted or spoke. Even when he was beaten, he would curl up on the ground and remain silent.
Li Shengyi pulled the futon closer and looked down at Shen Wangchen lying in the haystack. It was hard to imagine that he would become a staff member of the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future.
She raised her finger and gently poked his cheek, then heard her sigh softly, "Would it be better if you ran away?"
The man in the haystack did not respond.
Only after feeling his cheek being poked did he frown hard. Even with his eyes closed, it was not difficult to see his aversion to human touch.
Li Shengyi withdrew his fingers, stood up and tucked the corner of the quilt for him, then sat on the mat and traced his eyebrows with his eyes.
Until the sun set and the moon hung high on the branches, Li Shengyi, who had fallen asleep at some point, vaguely felt something moving beside him.
She frowned, raised her hand and subconsciously slapped the person next to her, "Meng Jiuan, stop it!"
Unexpectedly, just after her slap landed, she heard a muffled groan in her ear.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and with the moonlight pouring through the hole in the roof, he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Shen Wangchenhou.
The sleepiness in her mind was instantly driven away.
She suddenly got up from the ground and saw the quilt covering her. She got up anxiously and said, "Why did you give me the quilt? Are you cold? Are you hungry? I bought meat buns for you and Xiao Miao."
"Ah... Xiao Miao, you are so mean! How dare you eat me while I'm asleep!"
The oil paper wrapping the meat buns had long been dragged to the corner of the wall, and the meat buns inside had been eaten up by the kitten.
Li Shengyi ran to the kitten, grabbed its front legs, and held it high in front of him, "How could you steal it! That's the food I prepared for Shen Wangchen!"
"Meow......"
The one-eyed kitten meowed softly, as if apologizing for its greed.
Li Shengyi pursed her lips, and she turned around holding the kitten. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Shen Wangchen, who was sitting in the haystack, speak.
"Thanks."
“Shen Wangchen, it’s not me.”
So did you recognize the wrong person and mistake me for Chen Wangchen, so you are so nice to me?
Because of his thin body, Shen Wangchen's eyes almost took up half of his face.
After hearing what he said, Li Shengyi didn't react at first.
She wanted to say that she had not recognized the wrong person, but she just opened her mouth and then suddenly closed it.
Holding the kitten in his arms, he took small steps forward and sat down beside him. Li Shengyi tilted his head to look at him, "What's your name?"
Shen Wangchen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
He has no name. He should have had one in the past, but he has forgotten it.
"Princess An Ning, does that mean your mother didn't give you a name?"
Shen Wangchen still shook his head, “Not mother, but mother.”
His mother once told him that only children with whom he was related by blood were worthy of calling her mother.
He was just a dog she raised to take care of her in her old age and see her to the end of her life. It was a blessing for her to let him call her mother.
Li Shengyi looked at the moonlight, his expression still calm, as if he was not talking about himself, but someone else.
Feeling unhappy, she propped up her head with one hand and asked him, "Why don't you leave?"
Shen Wangchen also looked at her, frowning slightly, "You can't leave."
His mother said that if she had not taken him away, he would have become the most despicable plaything in the brothel.
How could he leave if he wanted to be grateful to his mother?
"Are you worried about your mother? She treated you like that, yet you still stick with her. Should I give you the trophy for the most filial son of the year?"
"You said your name is not Shen Wangchen. Your mother didn't even give you a name, so how can she be worthy of being your mother?"
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