A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 029 Prodigal Son, Don't Call Me Xiaobao

The scariest thing Meng Bao has encountered since she grew up is being punished by her father. Ghosts are not scary at all in Meng Bao's eyes, not to mention the little ghost in front of her, who is so thin and small that she can knock him down with just a slap. Meng Bao doesn't even take him seriously.

"Little boy, what's your name?" The cute baby stepped forward and poked the other's face.

Cold and with not much flesh, this is what the little ghost looks like. Really different from me.

"Who are you? Have I seen you before?" The little boy spoke, his voice was so soft and weak that if the cute baby had not been standing close to him, he might not have heard it.

"I just got here today, you must not have seen me. Have you met a lot of people here?" Meng Bao looked curious and opened her eyes wide to look behind the little ghost, but she saw nothing.

The little ghost shook his head and said, "No one comes here. You should leave here quickly. It's not a good place." Then he ignored Mengbao and sat on the stone alone, looking down at his feet, his dark eyes motionless...

"It's not good here, why don't you leave?" Meng Bao also imitated him and sat beside him, his two fat legs swinging restlessly...

It was annoying. She looked for a long time but didn’t see anything interesting.

"I can't leave. They say I am the descendant of sinners and I will have to stay here forever." The little ghost said this without any sadness or joy, he just calmly stated the fact.

He has lived in the imperial mausoleum since he can remember. He has no idea of ​​the outside world, nor does he understand sadness or joy. Only his mother would teach him to speak under normal circumstances.

So even though he is ten years old, he doesn't understand much.

"Descendants of sinners? Huh? You are not a ghost?" Meng Bao understood clearly and was very curious.

"Ghost? What is that?" The little ghost turned his head to look at the cute baby, his dull face expressionless, only his black eyes fixed in his eyes, motionless.

"You don't know? I thought you were a ghost, but my senior brother said that ghosts look scary, with long tongues and no heads. You look like me, but your whole body is cold, like a ghost too." Meng Bao took the ghost's hand and poked his skinny purple arm twice:

"It seems to be soft, not as icy and hard as my senior brother said. Are you really not a ghost?" Meng Bao asked seriously.

The kid blinked, then shook his head in confusion: He didn't seem to understand.

"Then you are not a ghost, what's your name?" Mengbao continued to ask.

"Xiaobao." That's what his mother called him, at least when he was awake.

"Xiaobao? Your name is Xiaobao?" Mengbao immediately became unhappy, and stood up and said, "Xiaobao is my brother, you are not allowed to call me Xiaobao." "Mom calls me that." The little ghost stared at Mengbao blankly, not knowing what he had done to make people unhappy.

However, he usually does nothing, and his mother will still be unhappy when she is unhappy, and the same is true for his great aunt...

When they are unhappy, they will look for me. It hurts, it hurts...

"I don't care, Xiaobao is my brother, you are not allowed to call him Xiaobao." Mengbao was very angry, very angry. Who is this person? How could he steal her brother's nickname?

Xiaobao lowered his head and continued not to speak, holding himself tightly with his thin little hands: If you hold me tight, it won’t hurt.

However, I couldn't help but tremble.

He is afraid and he doesn't want to be beaten!

"What's wrong with you?" Mengbao was originally angry, but seeing Xiaobao shivering all over, he couldn't help but step forward and squat in front of the little ghost.

"No, no, don't hit Xiaobao, Xiaobao will be good." The little boy seemed to be in fear, his pale lips trembled, and his whole body exuded strong sadness and fear...

No one would believe that this child is bigger than the baby. Curled up in a ball, he looks like a child of five or six years old.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, I didn't do anything." Meng Bao's face tensed up, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch the little ghost, but Meng Bao just touched it lightly, and the little ghost fainted directly, falling to the ground with a thud...

"Ah..." Meng Bao took a step back in fear, staring blankly at the person lying at his feet.

"I killed someone?"

Mengbao looked at her hands, then looked at the little ghost lying on the ground. This time she really swore that she did nothing.

"He shouldn't be dead, right?" Meng Bao lowered his head to feel the little ghost's breath, and found that he was still breathing, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately he is not dead, otherwise if the queen mother knew that I accidentally killed someone, she would definitely lock me up."

Mengbao breathed a sigh of relief, but what should he do with this little ghost?

The person fainted because of her, she couldn't just leave him here, but...

"It's so small, I should be able to carry it back, right?" Meng Bao hesitated for a moment, but in the end, the sense of responsibility and guilt of a doctor prevailed. He gritted his teeth, dragged the little ghost up from the ground, and then walked back...

The secret guard hid in the corner, watching in silence: the child was originally fine, but after being carried by the little princess, he got so many injuries along the way that his shoes were worn out.

Poor child, I don’t know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate to meet the little princess.

Mengbao has a very good sense of direction, at least much better than Doudou. Although it is easy to get lost in the underground mausoleum, Mengbao still successfully brought Xiaobao back with the help of the secret guards, but...

"Hey, why is your forehead cut? Your foot is still bleeding? When did you get injured?" Meng Bao leaned on the bed, panting, but before she could rest enough, she was startled by the miserable appearance of the little ghost.

Could it be that she did something good?

Uh... Mengbao blushed and then went to fetch water silently.

"Should we send the guy away?" The secret guards discussed in secret whether they should throw the kid back while Mengbao was away.

It's just a minor injury. It won't be fatal. Just apply some medicine and it will heal in two or three days.

"The Queen told us not to interfere." The secret guards were very conflicted.

They knew the identity of this little devil very well, and they also knew that the emperor and the empress would not be happy about the princess knowing him, but it just so happened that they got to know each other.

"Let's wait and see. This little kid has no killing power for now." The secret guard hesitated for a while, and finally left it alone.

Under the guidance of the soldier guarding the tomb, Meng Bao brought back a basin of water, wet a small handkerchief, wiped the dirt off the little ghost's wound, then skillfully opened the small medicine box, took out the medicine and bandages inside, and bandaged the little ghost neatly.

After the bandage was completed, Meng Bao took a step back, admired his achievements, and nodded with great satisfaction: "I am really awesome."

This is the first time I did it on my own, and it turned out so beautifully.

"My senior brother will definitely praise me when he comes." Meng Bao was very proud and ran out with the dirty water...

"The princess is indeed a princess. This bandage is free." The secret guard looked up at the sky silently, praising Meng Bao's amazing achievement...

There was only a bump on the princess' forehead, how could it be wrapped up like her head was broken?

It was clearly just her heels that were rubbed raw, so how could the princess wrap it up as if both of her legs were broken?

Even if the Queen is in the medicinal materials business, she can't afford to spend money like this from the Princess!