Chapter 572: May this winter not be cold (1)

The winter in Dongcang is really hard to endure.

Dong Buhan thought so when he was three years old.

It was so cold that his whole body seemed to be frozen. His bones could not stretch and were stiff. His feet and hands were covered with frostbite. It was so painful, itchy and uncomfortable. The thin quilt could not keep him warm. The biting cold wind blew from all directions and he was frozen like a piece of ice.

There was no charcoal fire, no hand warmer, nothing in the room.

The room was surprisingly large, surprisingly empty, and surprisingly cold.

"Your Highness, would you like to drink some hot water? It won't be so cold if you drink hot water." The five-year-old Feng Qin was shivering with cold, but she still held a bowl of steaming water for Dong Buhan to drink.

But Dong Bu Han at this time was not yet called Dong Bu Han, his name was Dong Yin. Bu Han was the name he gave himself when he grew up.

Dong Yin stretched out his red and swollen little hand, took the hot water and was about to drink it when Feng Qin suddenly fainted from the cold.

Little Dong Yin was terrified. He rushed forward, hugged Feng Qin's body, and cried, "Feng Qin, you are my only relative. Please don't leave me, please don't leave me, okay?"

"If you leave me, my life in this world will be meaningless and hopeless."

After Dong Yin muttered a few words, he realized that Feng Qin was cold all over, like an ice cube, with no temperature at all. He hurriedly took the hot water that Feng Qin had just brought him and fed it all to Dong Yin.

After Fengqin drank the hot water, he felt much warmer and woke up.

But, the first thing he said after waking up was: "Your Highness, there is only one bowl of hot water. They won't give me any more. How can you give it to me? If I drink it, what will you drink?"

“What a waste.”

"It's not a waste. It can make you better. How can it be a waste? It's worth it." Dong Yin didn't feel sorry about it at all.

As for Fengqin, he wanted to dig his throat to scoop out the hot water and give it to Dongyin to drink. But thinking that the water might not be hot and that the prince might dislike it, Fengqin gave up the idea and got up, holding the bowl, ready to ask for another bowl of hot water.

Even if he was beaten, scolded, or died, he was not afraid. He must ask His Highness for another bowl of hot water.

Your Highness is so cold and has signs of coughing. Without hot water, my cold will probably get worse.

In this corner where no one cares, if His Highness gets sick or catches a cold, he will be on the verge of death.

However, after Fengqin insisted on standing up, he took a few steps forward and suddenly fainted again. He was bleeding from all seven orifices and was shaking all over. It was very scary to look at.

Especially since his blood was all black, I think he must have been poisoned.

"Your Highness, the water, the water is not drinkable."

"You can't drink it."

"poisonous."

Fengqin insisted on saying a few words and then died.

Although he was only five years old, he was not old enough to understand things. The pain and torture had matured him. His heart was not as naive as that of an ordinary child. He was somewhat mature and alert. It was also because of this that he did not close his eyes when he died. He felt that he could not close his eyes and his wish was not fulfilled.

Maybe he is still worried about Dongyin.

Dong Yin naturally understood this. He lay in front of Feng Qin's body, shaking Feng Qin's body to wake him up, and told Feng Qin not to worry about him, that he would live well and be careful.

I don’t know if the organist heard it, but the guards outside the dilapidated palace gate heard it.

The guards came when they heard the noise and saw that Fengqin was dead. They should have known best how Fengqin died, after all, the bowl of hot water in Fengqin's hand came from them.

However, they pretended to know nothing and even cried thief.

"Your Highness, why did this organ suddenly die?"

"It looks like he was poisoned to death."

"You poisoned him, didn't you?"

"He was the one who served you day and night. How could you be so cruel as to poison him to death? Do you still have any humanity?"

“…” However, the three-year-old Dong Yin witnessed the cruelty of the deep palace for the first time, and also realized for the first time how luxurious it was to live a good life.

Dong Yin cried and denied: "It's not me, I don't know, I don't know anything."

But these guards did not listen to Dong Yin. Dong Yin wanted to find his mother to cry, but he could not find her. He was ruthlessly brought before the queen. The queen seemed to be smiling, but in fact, she condoned the servants to slap Dong Yin in the face, and then pretended to be a good person and blamed the servants for the offense.

After the servant confessed his guilt, he left, and she reported the matter to His Majesty.

His Majesty became even more disgusted with Dong Yin because of this, and even had Dong Yin thrown into a haunted palace. He also forbade anyone to serve him and left him to fend for himself.

Dong Yin cried the whole day on the first day he arrived at the palace. No one knew if there were ghosts in the palace, but his constant crying really scared the people around him in the palace.

As a result, they were even more reluctant to get close to here.

Dong Yin stayed here alone, crying in despair and until he couldn't breathe.

He was so hungry, scared and desperate that when he could no longer bear it, he finally fainted.

Before the last trace of consciousness disappeared, the little Dong Yin thought that his father actually knew that Feng Qin's death had nothing to do with him, and that the queen didn't like him, so she deliberately tortured him like this and found a reason to punish him. But his father still did what the queen wanted and treated him like this.

Hehehe.

What a good father he is!

Little Dong Yin was filled with despair and hatred towards the word "father".

After Dong Yin fainted, everyone thought he was going to die here, but he was taken away by people outside.

His Majesty and the Queen met him and asked him to admit his mistake.

What mistake are you admitting?

Admit that you shouldn't have poisoned your own followers.

Dong Yin had never done such a thing, so he naturally denied it. Otherwise, such a stigma would follow him for the rest of his life, and his mother who was in the cold palace would also be implicated and would never be able to hold her head up.

Little Dongyin understood everything, so he refused to admit it.

"I didn't poison Fengqin. I did nothing wrong, not at all." Dong Yin straightened his small back, raised his chin, and denied it stubbornly.

So stubborn that it makes people feel distressed.

It's so pitiful that it makes people feel sad.

But there are always people whose hearts are made of stone.

"This is such a rotten tree that cannot be carved!" The emperor sitting on the high throne had a look of disappointment on his face, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.

The queen hypocritically advised: "Your Majesty, don't be angry. The little prince is rebellious and ignorant. He will be sensible when he grows up. Don't bother with a child."

"As the saying goes, you can tell a person's future by looking at him when he's three years old. With the kind of character he is now, you can imagine what he'll be like when he grows up. If he doesn't admit his mistakes, he won't be a good person when he grows up." The emperor's voice was full of disgust, just like he hated Dong Yin's mother.

He even said, "Come here, take Dong Yin away and make him a servant. When he admits his mistake, he will resume his status as a prince."