Xiaoman and Zhou Gongyu's first encounter many years ago, when she was ten years old, and Zhou Gongyu was only three years older than her.

Others are still children who make trouble, while Zhou Gongyu is already a mature boy and can’t even make mistakes in his demeanor.

He was born by the queen and should have been the well-deserved candidate for the crown prince, but the emperor only had a weak concubine Hui in his heart. He was even more fond of the third prince Zhou Dingheng, who was born to her. It often makes people wonder whether the third prince would be appointed as the crown prince.

Therefore, the queen strictly disciplined Zhou Gongyu and asked him to do his best everywhere, so he could not be defeated by Zhou Dingheng.

At that time, he was infected with the cold and had to check his father's homework.

Because Zhou Dingheng was good at shooting, he was very happy to show his father to his father after making some progress. Zhou Gongyu was there at that time, and he was inevitably pulled out to compare.

If it were on weekdays, he would not have lost to Zhou Dingheng, but he was not in good spirits that day and only had a draw with him.

The emperor was just on a whim. Seeing his two sons so outstanding, he was naturally happy, and Zhou Dingheng was also happy and did not take these in his heart.

Only Zhou Gongyu was nervous and returned to the palace and was scolded by the queen.

"You are the one who wants to be the prince! You actually tied with a lowly dancer's son, which made me lose face. If you do this again next time, you won't be able to see me."

The queen scolded her with a harsh expression, not caring that there was a pathological blush on Zhou Gongyu's face, and her steps were a little sloppy when she walked.

In order to leave earlier and stop listening to endless reprimands, Zhou Gongyu lied that he was going to visit Jiang Hengzhi.

Because someone in the palace was watching, he could not escape the queen's eyes even if he did, so he had to go out of the palace to go to the prime minister's mansion and pretended to have questions to ask for advice.

The cold has not yet faded in early spring, and people who fear the cold are still wearing winter jackets.

Zhou Gongyu thought that Jiang Chi, the only young master in the prime minister's house, was very naughty, so he bought some malt candy on the way to dispose of him.

After delaying for a long time in the prime minister's house, he still didn't want to go back to face the queen. When he left, he deliberately took a long way to pass the corridor wrapped in wisteria.

The wisteria has not yet bloomed, and the lilac buds hang on the vines like fruits. The dense lilac is gray and white, which makes it look a bit elegant.

A pale-skinned girl sat there, her shoulders twitching, as if she was crying.

He wanted to pretend that he couldn't see it, but he walked by, but he never thought that the girl suddenly looked up at him and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?"

Zhou Gongyu was a little strange, but he walked over.

Judging from her clothes and age, he vaguely guessed Jiang Xiaoman's identity.

"My mother doesn't like me."

The girl's eyes were swollen because of crying, and there was no servant around her to take care of her. She thought she had run out of it.

Zhou Gongyu came to the prime minister's mansion because she didn't want to face the queen. When she heard that, she felt sour.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"My mother doesn't like me either."

Jiang Xiaoman stopped crying immediately, stared at him, and asked in confusion: "You are so beautiful, how could anyone not like you?"

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

Jiang Xiaoman said, and even stood on tiptoe to touch him.

Zhou Gongyu was so surprised that his eyes widened, and his hot cheeks were covered with soft and cold.

Jiang Xiaoman withdrew his hand: "Your face is so hot, you are sick. Are you feeling very uncomfortable?

Go and have a medicine and rest."

The little girl who was much shorter in front of him was a little hoarse because she had cried.

The tears on his face were not dry, but he was asking him sincerely if he was feeling uncomfortable.

If she hadn't asked about it, he might have forgotten that he was still having a fever.

The first one to know that he was sick and advised him to take medicine to rest was a strange little girl.

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Jiang Xiaoman."

Zhou Gongyu touched her head and chuckled: "Xiaoman, do you eat candy?"

——

A few coughs came from the night, and Zhou Qiaoyu's voice was slightly hoarse, calling A Si.

When I woke up from my dream, the hall was dark, with no corridor covered with wisteria flowers, and no Xiaoman.

He was only wearing a thin jade-white long gown and a wide green cloak on the outside.

The dark night almost swallowed him up, and only one outline could be seen vaguely.

The cool breeze blows, blowing up a corner of the long gown.

He put on his clothes and stood in front of the cold bedroom.

"Zhou Dingheng went to your father's study today. He knew that he would like to please the emperor. Why didn't you go?

You go and help the emperor handle political affairs and let him see who is the most suitable to be the prince.

You are obviously the prince born in the legitimate state, why can the emperor only see the son born in the bitch?

One day when you ascend the throne, I will get back the humiliation that their mother and son give me little by little.

Don’t you want to step on Zhou Dingheng? Look at how arrogant he is, he is simply stepping on our faces!"

The queen's words kept ringing in Zhou Gongyu's mind, usually harsh and sometimes hysterical, but the content did not change much.

In front of her son, she abandoned the demeanor of a mother of a country, abandoned the dignity of a famous lady, and showed her jealous and resentful side. She had only a little warmth, which was a long time ago.

Become the prince and step on Zhou Dingheng.

For Zhou Gongyu, it has almost become an instinct. If he is a little worse than him, he will be scolded.

But his father was displeased with such a competitive spirit, thinking that he had no tolerance in his eyes and only ignored his brothers and feet.

It seems that no matter how you do it, it is wrong.

Zhou Gongyu has been growing up in extremely harsh environments since he was a child, and he is as cautious as a real prince. Zhou Dingheng lives freely and can still be favored by Concubine Hui and the emperor.

Asi was holding the palm light for Zhou Gongyu. Seeing that he had been standing for a long time but didn't respond, he couldn't help but remind him: "Your Highness, it's time to rest, it's cool here."

"Asi, my mother said I want to marry Jiang Yuefu."

Zhou Gongyu didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse.

A Si was a little surprised. Didn’t it be decided to marry Jiang Yuefu long ago?

Why does Zhou Maoyu seem to know about it?

"Don't your Highness want to marry?"

Zhou Gongyu rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "It's the same for anyone to marry."

I don't like it anyway.

——

The person who came to take blood was a maid under Cheng Tinglan. She served her for many years and was very skillful in taking blood.

Jiang Xiaoman sat in the room, lifted his sleeves up, revealing a piece of his arm, and there were several blood scabs that had not yet healed.

But the maid has long been used to seeing each other and doesn't blink.

With a dagger, blood flowed slowly into the bottle mouth.

Jiang Xiaoman put his face away and tried his best to avoid seeing the wounds on his hands.

"Okay, Miss Second, go and rest."

After the maid took the blood, she still couldn't say good about Jiang Xiaoman's attitude.

She served Cheng Tinglan for many years, and naturally disliked Tao Si and such an extra daughter, which made Cheng Tinglan laugh at for nothing.

"Go slowly."

Xiaoman just pretended that he didn't hear her tone.

After she left, Xueliu immediately went to find a veil to stop Xiaoman from bleeding.

On the fair skin, blood lines were winding down the arms and winding down the table.

"I really don't have a wink. I don't know if I have a veil, the lady's blood is expensive."

Xueliu muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, but Xiaoman patted her arm to comfort her.

Xiaoman didn't say anything, and he had long been accustomed to these things.

Her blood essence is expensive because it can save Jiang Yuefu's life.

If this blood is useless, then her existence is worthless.

Patiently waiting for Xue Liu to bandage her wound, she said softly: "I want to sleep for a while."

"Then I'll go down first, and I'll call me if I have something to do."
To be continued...