Yun Qing looked at him, unable to connect him with the Li Emperor.
She instinctively raised her finger, but it slipped through the maid's arm.
Yun Qing was stunned for a moment, then sighed deeply: "I'm just a soul now, what can I do? I can't do anything..."
She could only watch as the maid cooked some rice porridge to feed the child.
Children don't know the joys and sorrows of adults. After eating their fill, they just sleep. Amidst the ups and downs, even the maids and old servants sighed. No one could take care of him. Yun Qing couldn't help but float to his side to watch over him.
Although the soul form can't do anything, at least it can watch over things, which makes it a little more reassuring.
When Yunqing was in modern times, she always thought her younger siblings were cute. However, her father couldn't bear to see her mother suffer, so he had no plans to have another child, and she never brought it up.
Looking at Xiao Xie Rang and thinking about his future fate, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart at the unpredictability of life. Resting her chin on her hand, she murmured, "I hope you can grow up well."
As soon as she finished speaking, the baby in the swaddling clothes whimpered twice, which was particularly clear in the quiet room. It startled Yun Qing, who patted her chest with wide eyes and exclaimed, "You scared me to death!"
I thought I could hear her speak, but then I suddenly realized that very young children have almost no sense of the outside world.
“However…” Yun Qing pursed her lips, “It would be nice if there was someone who could keep me company and talk to me.”
Not knowing how much longer she would have to stay here, with no one to talk to, she was afraid she would have mental problems.
At such a young age, he has many worries.
...
However, perhaps because there was a child there, their lives improved considerably afterward.
Because of the emperor's clear stance, almost everyone could take a jab at them, and there were still plenty of open and covert attacks from all sides. Even those around Xiao Yuan left due to various unexpected events.
From initial high expectations to complete disillusionment, a few years is enough time.
Yunqing witnessed a child's growth process.
She didn't know if Xiao Yuan loved the child. From the moment Xie Rang learned to walk, the other party had been watching coldly from the side. The weak and tender child fell to the ground, his palm was cut by sand and stones, leaving a few drops of blood on the ground. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but just smiled in the direction where Xiao Yuan was.
After a very long time, Xiao Yuan finally got up and picked him up.
Xiao Yuan harbored resentment. Looking at the child in her arms, she scoffed, "What's the use of trying anymore? He won't like you."
"But there are people who like him."
Yun Qing watched for a long time, but still couldn't help but speak up. She couldn't understand why anyone could be so cruel to a child.
History is too distant. Yun Qing suddenly thought that the seeds of Xie Rang becoming the Tyrant Emperor were sown at this moment.
This issue is probably settled.
...
As Xie Rang grew up, Yun Qing noticed some changes.
Previously, her wanderings were limited to this palace, but now she can drift much further, and gradually, her range has expanded to the entire palace.
Still unable to resist her playful nature, and taking advantage of the fact that no one could see her, Yun Qing explored every corner of the palace.
In the sweltering summer heat, the palace prepared mung bean soup and distributed it to all the palace servants. Even Xiao Yuan's place had a chance to get a bowl. However, Yun Qing clearly saw that a palace servant had sprinkled something into the bowl. Based on common sense, it was definitely not something good!
Little Xie Rang was five years old and fast asleep. His arms were covered in mosquito bites, some of which had even been scratched raw. Xiao Yuan came to see him, but in the end, she didn't say anything, just put the mung bean soup on the table and left.
Yun Qing looked at the bowl of soup, pacing anxiously: "What should we do? What if he drinks it? Emperor Li can't die so young, can he? Or did he drink it at this time and get poisoned, which is why he died so young?"
Just as Yun Qing was getting anxious, Xiao Xie slowly woke up.
He rubbed his eyes in confusion, probably because he was thirsty. Seeing the mung bean soup on the table, he slowly walked over and picked it up.
Seeing his action, Yun Qing's pupils contracted slightly. Forgetting her anxiety, she rushed over and cried out, "Don't drink it!"
She thought this time would be the same as before, but something unexpected happened. When her hand touched the bowl, it seemed to work a miracle, and she successfully overturned the bowl.
The little child stood there, eyes wide open, looking rather thin and pitiful. He spoke in a childish voice, "Is...is anyone there?"
Yun Qing stared at her hand in astonishment. When she tried to reach out and touch it again, she couldn't touch it no matter what she did, as if that moment just had been an illusion.
Xiao Xie waited for a long time but received no reply, so he lowered his head in disappointment: "Okay, no one's here."
"There are people there."
Yun Qing answered subconsciously.
However, Xie Rang could not hear.
...
And so, stumbling and falling, Xie Rang turned seven.
The situation in the previous dynasty was not stable. Yun Qing had heard from palace servants the day before that a mutiny had been quelled by the head of the Western Depot, who had become increasingly powerful in the palace and was said to have the emperor's trust.
But none of this has anything to do with the Cold Palace.
Since falling ill before the Lunar New Year, Xiao Yuan's health has deteriorated. She spends all her time lying in bed coughing, and has even had to stop her daily work of teaching Xie Rang to read.
Xie Rang had become more sensible. In addition to trying his best to ensure their basic needs were met, he also tried to get some medicine to brew for his mother. However, most of the time, Xiao Yuan could not drink it, or she would turn her head away and refuse to drink it.
Xie Rang stood not far away watching, his lips pressed tightly together, his eyes reddening. In the end, he said nothing, turned around and left.
Half a month later, Xiao Yuan's illness seemed to have improved. She called Xie Rang to her side, looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed deeply. Her gaze was distant and carried an unfathomable calmness. She said in a low voice, "From now on, you will be called Qi An."
She disliked the character "让" (ràng), and both she and Xie Rang knew that this name implied dislike.
"Mother..." Xie Rang stepped forward, trying to grab her hand, but she avoided it.
Xiao Yuan turned around, her tone turning icy cold again: "Get out, go somewhere far away."
Xie Rang stubbornly stood still, refusing to move.
Finally, Xiao Yuan kicked him out.
Yun Qing went out with him.
She saw the child, who had endured the humiliation of the palace servants without ever crying out in pain, crouching under the eaves. After a long silence, tears welled up in his eyes, as if he were pouring out his heart, or perhaps asking himself a question:
"Does she really not like me at all?"
Yun Qing continued, "She likes you, but she just can't say it."
Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly.
Yun Qing knew that Xiao Yuan had silently watched Xie Rang many times and had even mended his torn clothes in the house... but he probably didn't know any of this.
Some things, if you don't say them in the first place, you'll never be able to say them again.
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