Chapter 31
In the end, Xu Lianlang let go of Lu Jieming.
Her palms were filled with his blood, which was bright red and flowed into the gaps between her fingers. Her fingertips were trembling.
With a "pop" sound, she raised her hand and hit that beautiful face.
Almost instantly, clear fingerprints of her five fingers were left on that face.
Lu Jieming was beaten so hard that he turned his face away. Blood foam flowed down the corner of his mouth. His phoenix eyes were half-closed to hide all his emotions. He used his fingertips to wipe away the bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth, but he forgot about the injury on his palm. The blood on his face made it look more terrifying and pitiful.
It was only later that he realized that the blood was stained on his face. He carefully looked at Xu Lianlang with his peripheral vision. When he saw the woman's eyes that could no longer hold back tears, he muttered and clumsily tried to stop the tears that were thicker than pearls. Precious teardrops.
"Sister, I don't feel any pain."
He was usually very at ease, but now he was so frightened and at a loss.
As soon as the words came out, he was so regretful that he wanted to bite off his tongue. Maybe Xu Lianlang cried because he was afraid of pain.
He said again, "Sister, don't be afraid. I will never do anything like that to you. I won't do anything when my sister leaves tomorrow."
Every time I say a word, my heart aches. She wants to leave, and he should not stop her anymore...
He did so many wrong things, but the only one he couldn't hurt was her.
But every word I cried and every word cut out my heart, as soon as I thought about her leaving, I really fell into despair like the sky was falling.
He had no other option but to let her go.
Xu Lianlang looked at the young man in front of him who had his head lowered and had done something wrong. His skin was as white as jade, and the marks on his five fingers were blue and purple.
It was as if the beautiful jade had flaws, and the young man's expression was fragile and fragile. He wanted to smile to prove his words, but the smile that only stopped at the corner of his mouth made everything look too sad.
As much as he hurts, she will hurt as much.
The amount of force his face suffered was the same amount of force her palms endured.
Xu Lianlang bit her lower lip tightly, her almond-shaped eyes silently expressing her sadness. She felt sad for Lu Jieming and also felt sad for her own behavior.
Xu Lianlang turned his head, not wanting to be entangled anymore, and not wanting to do anything drastic again because he was angry with her, and left first.
I am destined to have no sleep tonight, even the stars and the moon are hiding. The young man on the shore has a clear body, but his back is slowly slumping.
The wind suddenly picked up in the night, blowing the dust diagonally towards people's faces. The lantern in the corridor fell down, and the candle oil swayed out. The flames continued to burn and burned out the smoky pink outer skin of the lantern.
The sparks were flickering out, swallowing up the two lanterns.
Xu Lianlang just watched helplessly as the lantern slowly turned into ashes. She did not move. The tears on her face had dried, but the traces of tears were still there. She raised her hand to wipe them away.
Concubine Rong fell asleep peacefully, and the palace was quiet. Xu Lianlang sat down on the edge of her bed.
She looked at Rong Bin's overly gorgeous eyes and felt strangely calm in her heart.
She spoke softly, "Does your Majesty know that the Seventh Prince has become like this?"
She is his mother-in-law, the one who gives birth to children and raises children, and as a parent, she gives birth to children and then raises them. She gave birth to the seventh prince, but failed to raise him well.
"Sometimes I always think that my madness is a gift from God. You don't have to face so much pain anymore. Someone will help you carry your pain, and someone will help you bear your pain."
She has a gentle temperament, but tonight her words are full of barbs, like hooks, she wants to vent, bringing out other people's painful past in order to calm down a little bit.
Rong Bin was sleeping deeply and could not hear her words.
She simply didn't care and said it all.
"Empress Rong Bin, you have harmed your son after all. It was you who harmed him. He kills without blinking an eye, and at such a young age, he has become a demon."
Xu Lianlang let her body slide down and hit her head on the hard bed. She closed her eyes and felt that all her tears had been shed.
Who was wrong?
Is it Rong Bin’s beauty?
It is such beauty that makes people jealous. If she loses her footing in a palace fight, her delicate flowers will turn into mud, and everyone will want to step on her. She harmed herself, and also harmed...Lu Jieming...her little prince...
But what's wrong with being beautiful?
The pain of not being able to find the culprit was even more powerless. Xu Lianlang felt top-heavy, his head was swollen, and his vision was blurry.
She struggled to go back to her west wing, close the door, and lock it. The space of solitude was the most suitable for digesting everything.
Lying on her side, she heard movement outside the door, a very subtle sound, the rustle of clothing.
Someone approached her west wing and seemed to hesitate outside the door for a long time. Just when Xu Lianlang thought the door would be knocked, there was suddenly no sound.
She was drowsy and half asleep. She only felt regretful. Why did she hit him? Couldn't it be enough to just scold him?
It's obviously not his fault.
But if he doesn't hit him like this, if he doesn't hurt him like this, will he have a long memory?
Those people, those he killed, all came to provoke him first. A rabbit can bite people when it is anxious, not to mention that it is a living person.
Xu Lianlang didn't want to excuse him, but that was the fact. If he didn't protect himself like this, he would be the one who died.
He was helpless, his mother, concubine and sister all needed his protection. He was still too young and there was no one around him to protect him or teach him what was right and wrong.
He is only two years older than Xu Lianpo, and Xu Lianpo can act like a spoiled child in his parents' arms. He has no worries about food and clothing, as long as he remembers to play and make trouble every day.
But as for Lu Jieming, he didn't even have enough to eat, and there were a group of people who wanted his life.
The palace, which is full of dangers, cannot teach kind children.
Xu Lianlang understood these truths. Lu Jieming's fault was not his, but he did make a mistake, and he could not continue to make such mistakes.
She beat him, she questioned him, but he was speechless and just stared at her helplessly.
Those phoenix eyes were so innocent, as if asking her for help, "Sister, teach me, I don't know how to do this, what should I do? I can't control myself."
Xu Lianlang grabbed the clothes on his chest, begging for mercy, saying to let her go, but his eyes were full of reluctance.
Xu Lianlang saw that he was so afraid of her leaving.
"When I left the palace at the age of twenty-five, it was exactly one year before you were crowned weak." She had promised him a long time ago, but he had no confidence in himself, nor in her. He always thought that she was too lax in her feelings for him. .
In fact, the depth of feelings does not depend on who the other person is.
Xu Lianlang was full of passion. She thought he was scary, but she was not afraid of him.
She regards him as her biological brother. Will her sister be afraid of her biological brother?
Will his biological brother kill his sister again?
Likewise, the promise she made to him still existed, and she took her time to fulfill it.
It seems that after a storm passes, it will always bring sunny weather for several days in a row. The storm last night still lingers in my heart, but it cannot really usher in the dawn and the warm sun in the morning like the weather.
Xu Lianlang woke up very early. She slowly put on her clothes and looked at her walnut-swollen eyes in the bronze mirror, and gave a wry smile.
These days, Xu Lianlang doesn't plan to talk to Lu Jieming anymore. Cold violence will indeed hurt her seriously, but she has to let Lu Jieming know that she is really wrong.
The key to teaching children is nothing more than two points.
Either find what the child is afraid of, or find a weak spot that can be a threat.
What he fears is nothing more than leaving on his own.
She didn't want to threaten him with this matter, but now that it was over, she had no other choice. He had gone astray, and it would be extremely difficult to reverse the process of leading him back to the right path.
He hoped that he could take the initiative and be more positive.
She believed he wouldn't hurt her, but she didn't want his hands to be stained with any other blood.
She had planned clearly, but she didn't expect it. The moment the door opened, a hot body crashed into her arms.
Lu Jieming sat on the threshold and sat like that all night.
Xu Lianlang caught the body and touched his forehead with an anxious look on his mind as there was nothing else in his mind that ignored him.
Her forehead was very hot, so she stretched out her hand to touch his neck. As soon as she put her hand in, she realized that his inner shirt was wet with cold sweat.
Xu Lianlang helped him into the house and put him on the bed, and then he saw his face clearly.
She felt so regretful that for a moment, she didn't know how to react.
She hit him on the right side of his face. The right side of his face originally only had her palm prints, but now there were countless palm marks intersecting horizontally and vertically on both cheeks.
Accompanied by blood stains, the face was too horrible to look at.
"Lu Jieming, you...did...what?" She seemed to have lost the ability to speak, stumbling over her words.
It was more painful for him to be like this than for her to see him kill someone with her own eyes.
Lu Jieming woke up from a high fever. With the thought of her leaving the Rehe Palace immediately, he tried to force himself up to take one last look at her.
Afraid of missing her departure, he sat outside her door all night.
"Sister, I was wrong. In the past two years, I have injured more than ten people, some seriously injured and some lightly injured. Some are still alive and some have passed away. What I did was wrong. They are gone. No matter what I do, they will be gone. It doesn’t help. My sister’s slap was good, but I deserved it.”
"I don't want you to blame yourself for this slap." He said with lips that were chapped due to high fever, and his wet eyes were all about her.
He almost greedily wanted to record her facial features, her expression, every inch and every bit of her expression.
Those he hurt deserved it. He would not blame himself for hurting them, but he did not want to see Xu Lianlang blame himself.
She was so kind, her fingers were shaking when she hit him, and he saw it.
He slapped himself ten times in an attempt to make Xu Lianlang feel at ease in this way. In this way, he told her that she had hit her well and she had hit her right.
He was willing to accept her slap.
Xu Lianlang's heart was as soft as water, she just wanted to catch the falling flowers and wash away the dust on the petals. Flowers are flowers and dust is dust. Her prince will no longer be polluted by any dirt.
How could her little prince be so stubborn, yet she still thought so much about punishing him. He himself had already told her personally that he would work hard to change.
Lu Jieming used a self-mutilation method to make Xu Lianlang feel relieved. It was precisely this cruelty towards himself that made Xu Lianlang no longer cruel to him.
How could she be willing to use those cold and violent tactics on him now?
He clearly knows how to make himself feel distressed.
Looking at the swollen face, she gently leaned down and kissed the boy's severely burned forehead.
This is a sister's love and affection for her brother, and her heartache for him.
"Your Highness, please be good, okay?" Her voice was soft, as if this incident had never happened. She rubbed his soft hair, and her moist lips landed on his eyebrows.
"My brother, at your age, would cry even if he didn't have any candy. I know it's not your fault. It's because others failed you. No one loves you. You have to love yourself. But am I not here? From now on, I will try my best to prevent you from being bullied, but I can’t do this, okay?”
Lu Jieming closed his eyes and accepted her kiss, his eyelashes nestled obediently under his eyes, trembling crazily.
As he listened to her words, the heart that had died last night was finally re-injected with blood, and the sound echoed in his chest and shook his ears.
"Do you like kids like your brother?"
When he asked the question, he pursed his lips tightly, and tears fell from the red corners of his closed eyes, making his hair wet.
"Yes, I also regard you as my biological brother."
"Okay. Are you angry?"
"Yeah, I'm so angry. I'm a very petty person and have a very bad temper. I'll ignore you when I'm angry."
"Will you still leave?" The words hanging in his heart came out as he pressed his knuckles on the quilt with such force that he wanted to stop breathing.
Xu Lianlang stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, "Your Highness, do you still remember what I said?"
"When I left the palace at the age of twenty-five, it was exactly one year before you lost your crown."
"I will prepare a weak crown gift and hand it to you personally."
(End of chapter)
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