Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 44 The third bowl of soup (two)

This small body…Qing Huan was so upset that he staggered and supported the stool to stand firmly, then gently opened the door, looked around, made sure that there was no one, and slipped out quietly.

The rockery is still the rockery. Let’s not mention her strange hunch. Just saying that she was next to the rockery when she opened her eyes. Qinghuan can conclude that this must not appear randomly. The reason why she is here, there must be a lot of things.

After walking around the rockery a few times, Qing Huan frowned, her veritable little hands squeezing and probing everywhere, until she touched something strangely smooth and hard in a certain hole. Using the strength of suckling, he pushed down the mechanism, and a dark hole suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. There was nothing at the entrance of the cave, not even the ladder. Qing Huan was puzzled, let go and took a look, suddenly shocked! She gasped, and covered her chest.

—A pair of ferocious beast-like eyes stared at her stubbornly.

After a while, she tilted her head to look at it again. It turned out that under the entrance of the cave, a little boy who was about eight or nine years old was locked with an iron chain. At this moment, he was staring at Qing Huan with cold eyes, as if he could rush out to bite her throat in the next second.

Qing Huan didn’t think about who he was, and didn’t care why a small hole would be dug under the rockery to close such a child. From her perspective, the cell below is not big, but there are many torture instruments. The little boy’s ankle is tied with a long iron chain. He stands there, looking up at Qinghuan, his face is yellow and thin. People feel scared.

The two stared at each other for a long time. After a while, Qing Huan asked softly: “…Who are you? What’s your name?”

Seeing that the little boy ignored her, she bit her mouth and her voice became softer: “My name is Qing Huan, Qing Qing, happy Huan, how about you?”

The little boy just stared at her and didn’t speak. Qinghuan rarely gets along with children, but in the world of the ghost girl Hongluan, she is the mother of three children. However, this little boy is not the same as her three previous children. This child…except for appearance, there is nothing like a child at all. Whether it is eyes or expressions, they are as cold as a decisive adult. Qing Huan knelt at the entrance of the cave, hesitated for a while, suddenly heard a grunt.

The little boy’s ice sculpture-like expression suddenly cracked. Qing Huan laughed, she got up from the ground and soon covered the rockery’s organs again, so the sunlight was once again swallowed by darkness.

In the darkness, the little boy clenched his fists.

But soon, to his surprise, the very beautiful girl came back. This time the sun shone into the ground again. The little boy looked up and saw the delicate little girl carrying the rope and binding it up. Put the bamboo leaf bag down.

“These are all the food I just fetched. You can eat it while it’s hot!”

To eat or not to eat? Will it be poisonous in it? Then I thought about it, if they wanted him to die, they would have done it a long time ago, so why wait until now? Besides, instead of sending a little girl to kill him, it’s better to find a guard and strangle him straightforwardly. Thinking of this, the little boy squatted down, ripped off the bamboo leaves, and ate it hungrily. He hasn’t eaten for a long time, and he lives on the moss on the walls of the dungeon. It was not that he was afraid of death, but he was unwilling to die like this.

Qinghuan couldn’t help but feel a little pain as he watched him look at the wind and remnant clouds. She always has extra tolerance for children. When the little boy finished eating, she smiled, but she was a little uneasy: “I don’t know who you are, and I don’t dare to let you out. This is my aunt’s jurisdiction. I can’t let her be harmed. But don’t worry. , I will give you food every day from now on, okay?”

Her eyes are so beautiful. It was shining like stars twinkling, but the little boy quickly lowered his head and refused to look again. Qing Huan said disappointedly: “I have to go first. See you tomorrow.”

The darkness engulfed the light once again. The little boy stood stiffly on the spot. His eyes could no longer accept the sun, and his heart ached. In fact, he didn’t see exactly what the little girl looked like. He just guessed from her voice that she should be long. It looks good.

Will you come again?

Not anymore. This kind of place… terrible, gloomy, and full of darkness. Who would want to come here? Look at the eldest grandson of the emperor who has long lost its value, and the world thought it was dead? !

Unexpectedly, Qinghuan arrived the next day. She covered the entrance of the cave with hay, so that he could bathe in the sun and breathe in fresh air without irritating his eyes.

Today she brought delicious pastries. The little boy didn’t bother to eat these things, but now he even eats moss.

In this way, for half a month, Qinghuan brought food every day. She couldn’t get out of the cold palace, and the current body couldn’t make much effort, and she had nothing to do every day, so she could only come to company with the little boy. The female officer who claimed to be her aunt was very busy and basically had no time to accompany her. Fortunately, Qing Huan’s brain is flexible, and she soon knows where the imperial dining room is. She often steals some food for the little boy when others are not paying attention, otherwise it will not be enough to use her own.

But the little boy refused to speak from beginning to end. If Qinghuan hadn’t confirmed his identity, he would really have thought he was a dumb who couldn’t speak.

This little boy is the great Wei Jingheng emperor who “indifferent, but never kills innocent people” as Nvgu Zhu Cai said. After meeting for the first time that day, Qing Huan returned to the room, and the Karma Stone appeared in front of her miraculously. Therefore, she learned the reason.

After the death of the first emperor, Emperor Jing Heng’s father, the prince, ascended the throne, and then the prince consort and her natal family tried to rebel, first killing the emperor, and then ignoring his three-year-old child, murdering the emperor, and then imprisoning Emperor Jing Heng. Entering the cave of Lenggong—this is what she accidentally learned. After throwing her son in, she never ignored him anymore, but became the eldest princess of the new dynasty! The current emperor is the biological father of Emperor Jingheng’s mother and concubine. The family changed Wei to Zhou, just like a new dynasty.

The reason why Emperor Jing Heng would not be a girl in the future was because his mother and concubine were extremely fornication. Not only did they raise dozens of faces for fun, they even went to Yunyu with his father and brother. It was precisely because of the three-year-old Jing Heng. The emperor smashed his mother and grandfather upside down on the bed before being thrown into the hole. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be better to support a three-year-old emperor and be a queen mother yourself?

It’s a pity that this child has no value anymore.

For the eldest princess, she married a husband who she didn’t like, and had to give birth to a child who she didn’t like at all.

But it was such a child who was thrown into the hole at the age of three. In the future, he will be able to reverse the desperate situation today and take back all the power. It is enough to see that adversity is not impossible to become a talent, but after Emperor Jing Heng grew up, he has a strange and gloomy personality and is not close to women. Color, I want to come to have something to do with my childhood experience.

Qing Huan felt sorry for him, and in any case did not want to ruin a good child like this. Fortunately, although she did not have the conditions to get him the Four Books, Five Classics, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, in the world of the female ghost Hongluan, she has already read poems and books, and is well-versed in policy theory. Therefore, she tried to find a way to understand what she knew. Give the things to Emperor Jing Heng.

The hard work paid off. After they spent two months together, Emperor Jing Heng was finally willing to talk to her. At this time, he was immature and young. Although gloomy and unpredictable, he was still a child in his bones. Qing Huan tried his best to bring the distance between the two closer. She is gentle and patient, no matter how indifferent Emperor Jing Heng is, she doesn’t care. Over time, Emperor Jing Heng will take the initiative to speak to her.

Just like today, Qing Huan was sitting at the entrance of the cave, listening to the awkward sound of Emperor Jing Heng reading below, covering her mouth and chuckles. She also knew that, apart from acknowledging life and guarding, Emperor Jing Heng had been in the cave for too long, and he couldn’t even speak. He was only three years old when he was thrown down, his language was not mature, he did not speak for several years, no one spoke to him, and he was extremely deficient.

It seems that Emperor Jing Heng is only eight or nine years old, but in fact he is already eleven years old. He is only malnourished and living on moss every day, which makes him look extraordinarily thin. And his eyes…Because of not seeing the sun for a long time, although the eyesight has been restored for a long time, they are covered with a white cloud. Whenever he opened his eyes to look at Qing Huan, she always felt frightened.

With the passage of time, Qing Huan was impressed by Emperor Jing Heng’s intelligence. He never forgets. Basically, as long as the knowledge she has taught, he can write it down completely as long as he listens to it once. Qing Huan has never taught anyone, and she doesn’t know if it’s useful for Emperor Jing Heng to do this. She only hopes that this poor child will understand in the future that it is not his fault that he encountered this, as long as he persists. , Hard work, and finally one day to realize the ambition of Honghu. The most important thing is that Qing Huan does not want him to be a cold and emotional emperor. Judging from the narration of the female ghost Zhu Cai, the adult Emperor Jing Heng can no longer be called a complete person.

Just like her.

“Qing Huan.”

“Ok?”

Emperor Jing Heng raised his head to look at her, the thin layer of mist concealed his black eyes, which was very scary, but Qing Huan could feel his warmth. This young man seemed indifferent and inaccessible, but in fact he only longed for someone to snuggle with him. “I won’t be trapped here forever.”

“I know.” Qing Huan smiled. “You are very capable, you can’t be trapped here.”

“Will you stay with me until the day I go out?” There was no emotional ups and downs in the question, but Qing Huan heard the anxiety and expectation in it. So she smiled: “Yeah.”

So Emperor Jing Heng’s ears became red quietly. He quickly raised his head and glanced at Qing Huan, then quickly lowered, continuing to recite the homework she had given.

The eldest princess family is seeking power to usurp the throne. It seems that the winning ticket is in hand, and it is glamorous. In fact, it is filthy inside. There are many people who refuse to obey the Central Government. They are all waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to completely destroy this not long new dynasty. But the new emperor didn’t care. In the previous dynasty, all royal blood relatives were slaughtered and killed by him. Even if someone can regain the country, what about? Without the support of the master, they are just another imperial court and thieves.

Qinghuan has been trying to get rid of the iron chain on Emperor Jing Heng’s feet. The iron chain has been deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, but Emperor Jing Heng doesn’t seem to feel pain. As long as she appears next to him, he will always be there. It is cheerful and gentle.