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Extra: Yuan Hong·At that time, the spring shirt was thin.

21days ago Historical fiction 7
Second brother, second brother, wait for me! The young Yuan Jun chased me behind me, running out of breath

What's the matter? I stopped impatiently and frowned and looked at my younger brother

Yuan Jun was eight years old and was just when he was clingy. He followed my butt all day long, like a little tail that could not be shaken off. If it weren't for his brother of my mother, he would have been scolded by his mother's mother if he didn't take him. I wouldn't pay attention to him.

Second brother, the little follower finally caught up with me, grabbed my arm intimately, and said mysteriously, "Did you hear that?" The eldest aunt's daughter, Princess Lanling, has entered the palace!"

I searched carefully in my memory. The only daughter of Princess Fu Rou and Grand Sima seems to be named Dugu Yuling? I vaguely remember seeing her at the palace banquet a few years ago, but I had no impression of her for a long time. However, these girls from royal families and nobles are all the same, arrogant and arrogant, just like Queen Wang's niece Wang Siyi. When I think about this, I lack interest in her.

You are so bored, I will ask my mother to send you back to the temple. I coldly shook Yuan Jun's hand away, walked forward with great strides, and let Yuan Jun cry behind him.

After finally getting rid of this difficult little tail, I quickly walked towards the martial arts training ground. Today, Master Zhang said he wanted to teach me new sword moves, which is really exciting.

Passing by a secluded courtyard, I suddenly heard a low sob. I couldn't help but stop and leaned quietly over for a moment of curiosity. Looking inside through the flowers, I saw a little girl in a spring shirt in a yard. She looked only ten years old, wearing two little braids, her thin shoulders were sobbing, and her pretty face was covered with crystal tears, looking pitiful

I felt a little moved. Before I could think about whether to go out, a fierce old lady walked out of the door, pulled the little girl up from the ground, and scolded her viciously: Why are you crying? Look at what you are dirty, which will make me want to wash your clothes later!

The little girl shook off the old nanny's hand angrily and said loudly: You slave, how dare you bully me, I...I want to tell my mother to go!

The old lady sneered: Ha, do you think you are the princess with golden branches and jade leaves! Your father surrendered to the enemy and treason and was killed by the whole family. Your mother cannot protect herself. You are just the daughter of a criminal minister. How dare you play tricks on me here?

You! The little girl's eyes were red because of anger, and tears of grievance were circling in her eyes, but she was still helplessly dragged back by the old nanny.

It turns out that she is Princess Lanling, the eldest aunt's daughter. She didn't expect that she was so pitiful. Even the servants dared to bully her. I felt a little indignant in my heart, and I wanted to teach the arrogant evil woman a lesson on her behalf.

However, in this snobbish palace, the palace people are accustomed to swaying high and low. Even if they are golden branches and jade leaves, they will be hard to move without the protection of the backstage. Thinking of this, I can't help but sweat for her future.

Within two days, the news of Princess Tsui Rou's death came. I felt a chill in my heart. I couldn't help but think of the thin little girl who was crying secretly. In this way, wouldn't she become a fatherless orphan?

After some time, when I went to Shanglinyuan to hunt, I shot a white rabbit in the hind leg carrying a long rabbit ear. I went to the yard where the little girl lived, and let go of the rabbit in.

I hid behind the flowers and saw the little lotus-colored figure slowly walking into the yard. Soon, she found the little rabbit, ran over in surprise, squatted down and stretched out her hand to stroke the little rabbit's soft fluff, and whispered: Little rabbit, where did you come from? Why are you injured?

The little rabbit was frightened and limped and fled outside the yard. I was about to get up and chase after me. Suddenly, a young man wearing a golden crown and a moon-white brocade robe appeared at the gate of the yard. It was my third brother Yuan Shao. He bent down and picked up the little rabbit, looking at her and smiling.

My heart sank, and the steps I was about to take were also frozen. I was disagreeing with this younger brother who was one year younger than me since I was a child. I fought openly and secretly, competing with each other. When I saw him appear, I didn't want to show up again.

The little girl's eyes lit up, jumped over and ran over, tilted her head and said to Yuan Shao: This little brother, is your rabbit for me to play with?

Yuan Shao had the smile I hated the most on his face, and he only heard him say gently: It’s okay to play with you, but you have to tell me what your name is?

My name is Dugu Yuling, yes...yes... The little girl said halfway, and suddenly lowered her head with a sad look on her face.

Yuan Shao stepped forward and grabbed her hand, smiled and said: So you are Princess Lanling, I am your third cousin, Yuan Shao

Third brother? The little girl blinked her big eyes innocently

Yu'er is so good, let's take the little rabbit to treat the injury. Yuan Shao smiled and took the little girl's hand and walked out side by side with her.

I stared blankly at their figures far away, and for a moment I didn't know what it felt like...

Since then, Yu Ling and Yuan Shao have been inseparable. Everyone says they are born with each other, and no one knows. Every time I hear this, I feel a lot of pain when I see them in the same way.

I hate Yuan Shao more and more. He snatched everything from me. Whether it was the father's favor or the girl's heart gradually, this annoyance turned into a deep hatred in the heart, growing wildly in the dark like a vine, eroding my heart bit by bit. My temperament became more cold and arrogant, and difficult to approach