Luo Huaiyang chuckled: "I'm not as hard to please as your sweetheart. Are you having trouble again?"

Luo Chengguan punched his shoulder with his fist and cursed, "You are just a poor talker."

“Ouch——” Luo Huaiyang deliberately screamed and said pitifully: “Brother, you hurt me!”

"You are thick-skinned and tough, but you are afraid of pain?"

"Brother, what are you talking about? I'm obviously a delicate girl." He snorted, "You're only gentle when you're with Miss Zhao Zhao. We've been brothers for so many years, but I've never seen you catch pheasants in the middle of the night and make soup for me."

Luo Chengguan smiled: "Why? Are you still jealous?"

"A little bit." He smiled helplessly, and then said: "But you said that she was the only person who gave you warmth 19 years ago. If it weren't for her, you would have died a long time ago... So, I will forgive you for the time being."

When talking about nineteen years ago, Luo Chengguan seemed to be instantly lost in memories.

Yes, how could he forget? Nineteen years ago, it was her appearance that gave him the courage to continue living...

Luo Chengguan's real identity is the eldest prince of Dongxu Kingdom.

He is the eldest son of the current Emperor Dongxu, but not the legitimate son.

At that time, Xuancang was the most powerful country in Kyushu. In addition to paying tribute to Xuancang every year, Dongxu and Tiangan also had to send royal princesses or princes to Xuancang as hostages.

And he was the hostage chosen by the Dongxu royal family to be sent to Xuancang.

His mother was the concubine of Emperor Dongxu when he was still the crown prince. She was born in a general's mansion but was not favored. His father married his mother just to get the help of his grandfather.

The first thing his father did after ascending the throne was to deal with the Generals' Office. He easily sentenced his maternal grandfather's family of more than a hundred people to death for the crime of treason.

His mother knelt outside the temple for three days and three nights but did not get any forgiveness from the general's mansion. She also contracted lung disease and passed away soon after.

He was only six years old at the time, living alone in the deep palace at such a young age. Without the protection of his mother, his status as the eldest prince became an eyesore.

Since the Queen had never given birth to a legitimate son, he was like a thorn in the Queen's heart that needed to be removed as soon as possible.

Therefore, when Xuan Cang came to ask for someone, he was immediately pushed out. Firstly, the emperor had few children at that time, and the legitimate princess was still young;

Secondly, he is the eldest prince, which makes Dongxu value Xuan Cang even more.

When Luo Chengguan was seven years old, he was sent to the imperial capital of Xuancang Kingdom as a hostage under the planning of the Queen.

In Xuan Cang's territory, he, a hostage from the royal family of Dongxu Kingdom, undoubtedly became the target of everyone's criticism. Even a serving eunuch could bully him at will, not to mention those princesses and princes who were also from the royal family of Xuan Cang.

They all treated him like a toy, tying him to a straw archery target, putting a pear on his head, and competing in archery.

They were not afraid of hurting him, as long as they ensured that he did not die. Even if he was accidentally shot blind, they could only blame it on his bad luck.

They also tied his hands with a linen rope and tied him to the back of a horse for fun. If he couldn't outrun the horse, he would fall to the ground and be dragged forward, with his clothes torn and his body covered in blood. If he was unlucky, he might even be crushed by the horse.

Fortunately, he is really lucky.

As soon as the wounds on his body had scabbed over, new wounds appeared. It hurt so much... It hurt so much that he couldn't sleep all night.

Such hopeless days made him want to die.

He felt like he couldn't live any longer, he missed his mother so much... There was no reason for him to continue living in this world.

That day, he stood by the Bian River and was about to jump.

He saw his mother's face appear on the sparkling river surface. She was smiling at him and calling him "Guan'er" tenderly.

He thought that he would be able to see his mother again soon.

But at this moment someone stopped him.

Even though he was blocked, he still tried desperately to die.

But the little girl used almost all her strength to pull him. Her face turned red from the effort and her thin white wrists were rubbed by the rough stone bridge, peeling off the skin and revealing bright red flesh.

"Don't move anymore. I'm running out of strength." She cried loudly, and her tears as big as beans rolled down like pearls from a broken string, dripping on his face and eyelids.

He could hardly open his eyes, and met her red eyes against the sunlight.

How could someone cry so ugly, he wondered.

After all, she was too thin and small, and instead of holding him back, she was dragged into the river with him.

She was floundering in the water, shouting, "Help... I can't swim..."

She was spit on several times.

The area where Luocheng was watching the election was sparsely populated, and if someone fell into the water, it would not be easy to be found for a while.

He had already given up struggling and wanted to let himself sink to the bottom of the river, but after hearing her noisy howling, he suddenly didn't want to die anymore.

He rescued her to shore.

The little girl was soaked all over, her hair stuck to her cheeks, her almond-shaped eyes were moist and a little red, her nose was also red, and she was shivering from the cold.

But her voice was still very loud, and she cursed: "Are you sick? Why did you jump into the river for no reason?"

He laughed at himself and said, "Yeah, why would you jump into the river for no reason?"

But when was his short life ever good? He was born into a royal family, but his life was worse than that of a beggar on the street.

The little girl stared at him and said, "Why are you pretending to be so profound at such a young age? You are not afraid of death, so why are you afraid of living? Do you know that if you don't cherish yourself like this, it will only make those who hate you happy and make those who care about you sad?"

"Someone who cares about me?" He shook his head and said softly, "There is no one in this world who cares about me anymore."

She was stunned for a moment, then patted her flat chest and said, "Who said that? Don't I care about you? Look, I even hurt myself to save you."

As she spoke, she showed him the bloody wound on her wrist.

The little girl's hands were very white and her skin was very tender. It was obvious that she was pampered. This shallow wound on her hand looked quite shocking.

He pursed his lips, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Why did you jump in with me when you obviously can't swim?"

She pouted: "I was afraid I couldn't save you, so I forgot for a moment."

He said: "It's not necessary. My life is worthless."

But she suddenly got angry and shouted, "What nonsense! Life is priceless. Some people can't even live if they want to. Why do you want to take your own life so casually?"

He was stunned for a moment, not understanding why she valued his life so much when he didn't even care about it himself.

She sneezed and stood up: "Forget it, I'm going to catch a cold if I stay any longer, let's find a place to warm up first."

Having said that, she turned and left.

After walking a few steps, I turned around and saw him still sitting there. I said softly, "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you catch up?"

Luo Chengguan stood up as if possessed by a ghost and followed her.