Spring arrives early once again, and the willows in the garden are so green that half the city is in awe.
In the corner of the palace wall, there was a group of richly dressed children, the oldest of whom looked to be only eight or nine years old, chattering noisily.
He shoved his friend aside and yelled, "Make way, make way, all of you make way, it's my turn, it's my turn! You've been riding for so long, it's my turn!"
"Wow, Xiao Qi is not only sweating, but also bleeding! Haha, now she's a real Akhal-Teke horse!"
"What little Qi? It's a little beast. Why does the little beast crawl so slowly? It's so boring."
"Little Xizi, whip him harder, harder, and I'll have the Empress Dowager reward you with three bags of gold leaves!"
Three meters away, a group of palace maids and eunuchs gathered around, seemingly observing something with indifference, occasionally covering their mouths and chuckling softly.
Shen Jiao glanced at the scene from afar and immediately had a bad feeling. Was the one being bullied her poor princess?
She ran over with all her might.
The children in front, annoyed that the "Akhal-Teke" horse was too slow, scattered with a "whoosh" and went off to play other things, shouting to each other.
The thin boy, who was left kneeling on the cobblestones, neither cried nor made a sound, nor did he utter a single cry for help. He shakily got up, his frail little body swaying a couple of times.
Shen Jiao instinctively tried to support him, but her hand passed right through him as expected.
According to the previous dream, Ji Yan could see her.
As expected, the stubborn and aloof Ji Yan was taken aback upon seeing this, and raised her extremely beautiful phoenix eyes to stare directly at Shen Jiao.
There was caution, but also confusion.
The only thing I wasn't afraid of was...
She had already tamed the old tyrant Shen Jiao, so she was not afraid of the young tyrant either, and squatted down to look at him.
Little Ji Yan's hair was pulled all over the place, a faded hairband was hanging precariously, and her thin face was covered in dust, showing signs of malnutrition.
Only those eyes shone as brightly as the stars.
It's no exaggeration to say that even if she lived in the mud and had no adornments, Xiao Ji Yan was the most beautiful child Shen Jiao had ever seen.
His pants were torn with two large holes, and his knees were covered in blood, but he didn't seem to care. Instead, he seemed nonchalant, letting the wind dry them naturally.
How can someone so young live with the carefree spirit of someone in their twenties?
Seeing it but not being able to touch it made Shen Jiao feel very uncomfortable. She was about to ask him to go back and treat his wound.
The little guy looked away and walked away without turning his head.
Shen Jiao: "???"
Didn't they even ask who she was?
Tyrant child, didn't you have any curiosity from a young age?
...
Faced with the arrogant and aloof Ji Yan, Shen Jiao could only temporarily act as a stalker.
She originally planned to cultivate a bodhisattva persona, but found that apart from being able to float around, she was of no use whatsoever.
Compared to a Bodhisattva, she was more like a lost soul, so she immediately dismissed the idea.
When princes reach a certain age, they will establish their own residences outside the capital, while in their childhood they will be raised by their mothers.
Shen Jiao thought that Princess Yu'er didn't want to take care of the tyrant's cub because he was living such a miserable life, but she never expected that Ji Yan was living with Princess Yu'er!
"You've been bullied again?" Princess Yu'er was only in her early twenties, but her face was weathered. She poked the cub's cheek hard with her sharp nail.
"Remember, this is all your fault. You're a little beast, nobody likes you, you were born to be disliked."
Shen Jiao felt sorry for Princess Yu'er's background, but she couldn't bear to see her humiliating Ji Yan like this. Knowing that she couldn't stop her, she could only try to interfere with her words.
"Step back a bit. If you can't beat them, can't you at least run away?"
Xiao Ji ignored her and quietly said, "I know."
Princess Yu'er was not satisfied with this. She said coldly, "What do you know?"
Xiao Ji Yan: "I am a little beast."
Princess Yu'er completely ignored the injured cub and said expressionlessly, "Step back. Don't step into this door unless you have to. I get annoyed just seeing you."
"Why didn't you move away?" Shen Jiao asked Xiao Ji Yan several times as they came out of the palace, but received no response.
She began to wonder if Xiao Jiyan was unable to see her.
Was it just her imagination?
Just as Shen Jiao was caught in deep doubt, she heard a childish, clear voice ask, "Why are you hiding?"
Shen Jiao: "That way you won't be in so much pain."
Xiao Ji Yan: "Wrong, that little beast deserves to be beaten."
I don't know if you deserve to be beaten, but I really want to slap Emperor Yan... Shen Jiao fell silent.
...
Shen Jiao followed the tyrant's cub for several days, and in those few days, she felt as if she had experienced all the hardships of life.
The eunuchs who cleaned the chamber pots would have a young child help them, promising half a leftover sesame seed cake in return, and then kick the child away after they finished cleaning.
The palace maids in the laundry department would ask the cubs to help, promising them a steamed bun, but after washing it, they would only give them half a moldy, hairy bun.
Those pampered children bullied the cubs in the same place every day without fail. It wasn't that they were forced to, but rather that Xiao Jiyan actively sought out the abuse.
On the other hand, the adult tyrant Shen Jiao couldn't understand the disheveled little brat in front of her at all.
She paced anxiously, "Why did you go if you knew you wouldn't get any benefit? Can't you just stay quietly in the palace?"
Xiao Ji gnawed on the moldy steamed bun: "Better moldy than starving to death, isn't it?"
He opened his little hand; it was a piece of candy given to him by the group of children.
Shen Jiao squatted weakly beside the cub. Yes, Princess Yu'er never allowed anyone to feed her.
All she would say was, "You little beast, the ethics of this world cannot tolerate you, and neither can I. If you can't live on, you deserve to die."
Shen Jiao thought that she was probably a fence-sitter; the more she hated the Yan Emperor in the last dream, the more she resented Princess Yu'er in this dream.
What did the child do wrong?
Several more days passed, and Xiao Ji Yan fell ill after eating a lot of random things.
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