Chapter 57 Weak thing!
After being pardoned, the young eunuch wandered around and finally found the boy in a side hall.
He took out the water chestnut cake from his sleeve and handed it to the alert person in the corner. He said, "Are you hungry? Here is for you."
He took it secretly from the imperial kitchen. This kind of pastry was quite common in the palace, and the nobles in the palace didn't like to eat it very much. These slaves can occasionally satisfy their cravings.
Even the things in the palace that the nobles threw away were good things that they would never eat in their lifetime.
Zhao Fangye had been hungry for a long time, so he snatched the pastry from his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. But there was no gratitude in those eyes.
Still looking at him with caution.
Queen Wang hated him, and all the palace servants treated him like a dog. He was often beaten and scolded by palace servants who were dissatisfied with him.
But they didn't dare to kill him, after all, he was a prince. No one wants to get into trouble.
As time went on, they withheld his food, robbed him of his valuables, and drove him to live in a side hall.
Zhao Fangye was full of hatred for the people around him, but he didn't want to die.
He firmly believed that as long as he was a prince. The emperor will definitely be able to make the decision for him.
The young eunuch squatted beside him, looking him up and down. I feel that the child in front of me is really pitiful.
He looks about the same age as my younger brother.
"Hey, who are you? Why are you here?"
“.....”
"No one gives you food?"
“.......”
"Your clothes are so dirty."
“.......”
The young eunuch saw the child in front of him eating something and said nothing. His eyes revealed a coldness that did not belong to someone his age.
He had no choice but to stand up and said to the boy on the ground: "I ran away secretly. I'm going back. I'll come to see you tomorrow."
In this way, the little eunuch would come to see Zhao Fangye whenever he had time. Bring him water chestnut cake and the clothes that his mother had sewn for him.
After two years of getting along, the relationship between the two gradually became closer. Zhao Fangye finally reached the age to go to school.
After years of expectation, he thought his father would support him, but he was poured a bucket of cold water, leaving him chilled from head to toe.
Ever since Zhao Fangye went out to school, the two met less and less often. One evening, the young eunuch was still waiting in the dilapidated palace.
Zhao Fangye was dressed in black, and his clothes looked noble. But the whole person became more silent and cold.
The two of them sat on the steps of the ruined palace, looking at the full moon in the sky.
The young eunuch thought of his hometown and pointed at the moon and said, "The moon in my hometown is much more beautiful than the one here. It's a pity you haven't seen it."
The black-clothed young man's tense mouth softened a little. He followed his finger and looked at the moon in the sky, and asked, "Why did you enter the palace to be a eunuch?"
The young eunuch had a bitter look on his face: "My family was so poor that we couldn't even afford to eat, so I asked someone to buy me to the palace. They said I could eat well and wear warm clothes in the palace, so I came."
Zhao Fangye remained silent for a long time. After a while, he said, "Do you want to leave the palace?"
"Yes." The young eunuch said without hesitation, "I want to leave the palace to find my brother. He is not as lucky as me. I don't know where he was sold to as a slave."
Good luck? Zhao Fangye thought sarcastically, this place is just rotten.
"I want to go find him."
There was a gleam in Zhao Fangye's eyes: "Okay, I will help you."
"real?"
"Um."
Just consider it as repaying your kindness, he thought to himself.
If it weren't for the little eunuch, he would have died in this disgusting palace long ago.
The little eunuch was still an inconspicuous eunuch in the palace, but Zhao Fangye was no longer the same.
The emperor intended to make Concubine Xiao's son the crown prince.
The prime minister and his party naturally did not want the Xiao family's power to increase greatly, and only then did they remember the eldest prince Zhao Fangye who had disappeared from people's sight.
The prime minister disciplined him strictly. Zhao Fangye had never been to school, so it was even more difficult to teach him, but the prime minister didn't care about his feelings.
He was determined to train Zhao Fangye into a chess piece who could compete with Zhao Jingshuo and become a force of the Wang family. It was even more cruel to him. If he did something wrong, he would be severely punished.
It was at that time that Zhao Fangye got used to wearing black clothes because he had too many scars on his body.
He didn't want his miserable appearance to be exposed in front of everyone.
That period was extremely painful, and the only comfort was sitting in the dilapidated palace with the young eunuch and looking up at the sky.
That was one of the few relaxing moments for him.
It was precisely because of this little light remaining in Zhao Fangye's heart that he did not go crazy. He remembered that he had promised the young eunuch to repay his kindness.
But the last bit of light was extinguished in the deep palace.
When he once again failed to meet the prime minister's requirements, he behaved out of character. The prime minister did not punish him.
Instead, he was brought to a dilapidated palace, where he looked around at the familiar scenery. Zhao Fangye's heart began to tremble.
The Prime Minister stood with his hands behind his back, his hawk-like eyes flashing with sharp coldness: "Do you think that I don't know what you are doing?"
With a raised hand, someone dragged out a bloody man. A long trail of blood was dragged on the ground.
He looked at the little eunuch lying in front of him with blood foaming from his mouth. Zhao Fangye felt his mind went blank.
Zhao Fangye knelt on the ground with a plop, and his straight back bent down: "Grandpa...please let him go! I will do it! I will do it! Grandpa! Please let him go!!"
The prime minister looked at him with a stern face. With a snort, he kicked him away.
"Just like your mother, a weakling!"
Zhao Fangye couldn't hear anything. He quickly got up from the ground and knelt at his feet. Grabbing his robe, he said, "Grandpa! Please! I will listen to you in everything! Please, let him go..."
"Have I ever told you not to be weak? Don't be indecisive!" The prime minister shouted angrily, kicked him away again, and said to the servants: "Be beaten to death!"
Zhao Fangye didn't know how long he sat in front of the corpse. The young eunuch's face turned from blood red to purple.
Finally, it was covered with corpse spots.
Perhaps everyone who gets close to him will be infected with bad luck.
Suddenly waking up, Zhao Fangye sat up. Reaching out and pinching his brow, Song Huaixi just asked about the water chestnut cake.
It brings up old events from many years ago.
Since that incident, Zhao Fangye has been avoiding getting involved with anyone.
However, he did not expect that many years later, another pair of innocent eyes would appear beside him. These eyes belonged to him alone, without sympathy, exploitation or disgust.
Without a trace of impurities, pure, clean and focused.
My heart and eyes are full of myself.
Song Huaixi is the heart that Zhao Fangye waited for after being a corpse for many years and that made his heart beat again.
His mind told him to stay away, but his heart couldn't help but sink into depravity.
A fluffy head squeezed into his arms, and Song Huaixi slept soundly with his arms around his waist.
Zhao Fangye put his hand on the top of his head, thinking about what the Prime Minister and the Crown Prince had done to Song Huaixi.
There was a dark and fierce look in his eyes.
This time, he was no longer that helpless boy.
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