The world is broken, the cubs mend it

In the cramped room, only a faint light came through the paper-covered window.

Yuanyuan wiped her face after crying for a while, stood up and knocked on the door. The door was locked from the outside and the sound of iron chains colliding could be heard.

"..."

She sat on the dusty stool, curled up in sadness.

Western Suburbs——

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The closed wooden door was kicked open, and the woman in the yard tightly protected her daughter in her arms.

The mother and daughter were trembling all over, and their eyes were full of fear and hatred as they looked at the person at the door.

"Mother, I'm scared!"

The girl looked at the Jinyiwei holding knives around her, her eyes filled with tears and she trembled even more violently.

"Master Pei, please, please let my daughter live. She is still young and she knows nothing."

The woman's voice was tearful and she shrank into a corner holding her child.

Pei Zhiyan had a sword on his waist, his cold, slender fingers stroking the jade on the hilt, and walked past the two people towards the main hall.

The dilapidated house was filled with dust and the floor creaked underfoot.

The sword is unsheathed, emitting a cold light.

"No! No!"

When the woman saw him prying the wooden board with his sword, she ran towards him like crazy, knelt on the floor, and her arm was bleeding from the sharp blade.

"Let me guess, the one hiding underneath is the Madam and Minister Wang's only son, right?"

Pei Zhiyan's eyes were cold and sticky, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

“No…” The woman’s face turned pale and she shook her head frantically: “He’s already dead, there’s nothing underneath…”

"Pry open!"

Wu Xian pulled the man away and ordered his men to take action.

When the wooden board was pried open, a five-year-old boy was found hiding underneath. He was pulled out and thrown in front of Pei Zhiyan.

The boy looked at him in horror, tears welling up in his eyes.

"No! Please! No!"

The woman's eyes were red and she struggled hard to protect her child, but she was held down and unable to move.

"Bring the other one here, too."

Pei Zhiyan wiped the sword in his hand, half of his face hidden in the shadows.

Soon both children were thrown in front of the woman.

"Pick one, who should die first?"

"..."

The woman's body went limp on the ground, knowing that whether she made a choice or not, she would die today.

Hearing the two children crying and calling for their mother, her heart broke into pieces.

"Then I'll choose for you!"

Pei Zhiyan raised his knife and slashed it. A blood mist rose in front of his eyes and the boy fell to the ground.

"Pei Zhiyan, you are a cold-blooded eunuch. How could General Pei, who has been loyal and brave all his life, give birth to a beast like you who is worse than pigs and dogs!"

The woman looked at the lifeless child with bloodshot eyes, wishing she could eat his flesh and gnaw his bones.

"My father and sister are blind to protect you, such ruthless people."

Pei Zhiyan's eyes were filled with coldness, and he raised his knife and slashed, dropping two heads onto the ground.

"Throw it out and let the wild dogs eat it."

He wiped the blood off the sword, walked out of the courtyard, mounted his horse and returned to the palace.

Youshi——

The door of the main room was opened from the outside, and the two of them carried the gloomy-looking child out.

After being locked in a small dark room for two hours, Yuanyuan has lost her enthusiasm for this white-haired old father.

Moon-Watching Pavilion is located in the farthest corner of the imperial palace, with two guards guarding the door.

The yard was clean, but it was empty and had no flowers or plants planted, so it looked a bit desolate.

Pei Zhiyan had just returned from outside the palace and was bathing, and the two of them were waiting outside with their child.

After one stick of incense had passed, a sound was heard from inside.

"Let her in."

Yuanyuan walked into the main hall. The decoration inside was simple, without too many luxurious items. The floor was covered with a carpet that felt soft to step on.

Sandalwood was burning in the incense burner in the hall. Pei Zhiyan, dressed in white, with his hair loose and still wet, was sitting on a soft couch reading a book.

"What is your name?"

"..."

Yuanyuan didn't say anything. She walked quickly to him and stretched out her little hand to take the pastries on the small table next to him.

I’m almost starving after not eating for a day!

"Are you mute?"

Pei Zhiyan blocked her hand with the book in his hand and looked at her with lifeless eyes.

"Humph!"

Yuanyuan immediately stretched out her other hand, grabbed a piece of plum cake and stuffed it into her mouth, then took a few steps back for fear that he would snatch it away.

As a result, he ate too quickly and his food got choked up. He patted his chest with his little hands and his face turned red.

"idiot!"

Pei Zhiyan stood up and slapped her back, knocking out the small piece of pastry that was stuck.

"I want to drink!"

Yuanyuan looked up at him, still feeling a little choked.

"You haven't answered my question yet. What's your name?"

Pei Zhiyan looked at the clothes she was wearing. It was not the attire of the Qing people, but it was also different from that of the barbarians. The style was very novel.

"My name is Yuanyuan, old man, I want some water."

The little guy tugged at the corner of his clothes. His body was covered with dust and there were pastry crumbs on his mouth. He looked like a dirty kitten.

"The water is on the table, go get it yourself."

Pei Zhiyan pointed at the white jade pot on the sandalwood table and stared at her back, pondering what she had just said.

Old man dad?

Old man?

he?

Yuanyuan picked up the heavy jade pot with both hands. She had never used such a utensil to drink water.

The little hand held the pot to study it for a while, then found the water outlet, put his mouth on it, tilted his head back and started drinking.

"..."

Pei Zhiyan used to be the young master of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion. He was born into a noble family and his appearance and behavior were well-educated.

Even when I fell into trouble later, I had never seen anyone behave so rudely.

After quenching her thirst, Yuanyuan reached for the pastries on the plate and ate them. This time she ate more slowly, and the food barely looked pleasing to the eye.

For some reason, Pei Zhiyan always felt a sense of familiarity when looking at her face, as if he had seen her before.

Trespassing into the palace was a capital crime, and he had no intention of sparing the child's life. However, his subordinates misunderstood her and kept her.

He was not a soft-hearted man, but he didn't want to take her life now.

Maybe he killed someone today and doesn't want to see blood again.

Forget it, let’s save it for tomorrow!

"Congratulations, host. The target's favorability towards you has risen to one percent."

007 looked at the number that slowly appeared on the panel, and there was no joy in his tone.

Something is better than nothing.

One is the beginning, it can only comfort itself in this way.

Yuanyuan noticed out of the corner of her eye that the old man was watching her eat, so she stood up and ran behind the screen to squat and eat.

"..."

Pei Zhiyan sensed a strong sense of disgust from her, and a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes.

It is normal for a eunuch like him, who is hated by everyone, to be hated.

After eating, Yuanyuan did not run around. She sat quietly on the carpet, looking at the moon outside the window, feeling inexplicably sad.

The summer breeze was cool, and she leaned against the screen, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Even in summer, you will catch a cold if you sleep on the ground like this.

Pei Zhiyan looked at the child who was curled up in a ball, hugging his legs insecurely, with a tear still lingering in the corner of his eye.

She looks so pitiful...

This was his first thought when he saw this scene, and he unconsciously felt sympathy for her.

During the months of escape, every time he closed his eyes he would see the scene of his mother and sister being raped and killed, and when he woke up his face looked as if it had been washed by water.

Everyone has a softest spot in their heart, and she touched it at the right time.