[Three Kingdoms] Seven steps into wetness

It's a somewhat uninteresting beginning.

Just three words at the beginning - he woke up.

The first moment he woke up, he felt like he was going to die with a headache.After a long time, this crushing feeling finally subsided, and he heard whispers beside him.

The voice is very low, it is the voice of two women.One is soft and gentle, which is very comfortable to listen to, while the other is gentle and mellow, but implies great sadness.

He closed his eyes and listened for a while, seeming to understand the situation.

What they were talking about was exactly why he had a headache. It turned out that he accidentally fell off his horse and almost passed away.

Is this artificial, or an accident?

Of course he didn't know.Putting it aside in his heart, he suddenly thought of another question.

This question left him a little dazed, and even clenched his fingers tightly.

——When a person forgets who he is, he will always be inexplicably panicked and at a loss.

well.

He forgot who he was.

So, should he tell the truth, or wait and see?

He didn't realize that his hand was actually being held in another, bigger hand.The owner of those hands noticed the condition of the palms, and the voice of speaking stopped immediately.She looked at the slightly frowning child on the bed, and almost cried with joy.

She called him softly, full of hope, but afraid that happiness at this moment was just a dream: "Little Si, Xiao Si?"

He opened his eyes slowly, the eyes were the confusion of someone who just woke up.

His name is...Little Four?

The corner of his mouth twitched for no reason, this name is really easy to understand.

Vision has been fully restored.The first thing that catches the eye is the unfamiliar furnishings, which are simple yet prosperous.And in front of them were two women in brocade clothes and skirts.They are beautiful in appearance, but their complexion is extremely bad, probably because they have spent a lot of time and energy for him.

Suddenly, he felt a little moved and warm in his heart.

Bian has been on guard for too long.

Since her maidservant came to tell him four days ago that the four sons might be in danger of being injured, she has been by her side and never left.

Fortunately, her child is still awake!

Bian looked at the child's face that was much thinner than Zhisi's before, and finally couldn't help but said: "Thank God, God still gave me back my little four!"

Nothing mattered as long as the child was alive, as long as her child was alive.

While she was talking, she didn't know that the child was also watching her carefully.Seeing that although her expression is not very good, she is still graceful and generous, and she speaks calmly, only the hand that is touching her trembles slightly, and she has a judgment in her heart.

This is a woman from a wealthy family, and she is also a woman who can control her emotions extremely.And this woman is his mother.

The child suppressed the resistance in his heart, opened his moist eyes, and said in an intimate and aggrieved tone: "Mother."

He saw the woman's hand paused, then was helped to sit up, and fed him a little porridge, then lovingly stroked the child's cheek, and said in a soft tone that would not scare him: "But I'm still hungry." ?”

After eating something, I also gained strength.He smiled weakly: "I'm not hungry anymore."

Bian's eyebrows became softer, she looked at the child's still pale face, and finally sighed softly: "Good boy, it's fine, it's fine!"

She repeated these two sentences over and over again, but it was different from the previous moment.Now her tone is very peaceful, and even her hands don't shake anymore.In fact, except for the moment when she almost fainted when she learned that the life and death of the child were unknown, even if someone told her the news of her husband's death, she never lost her composure.

The child snuggled into Bian's embrace.Smelling the fragrance on her body, tears fell down naturally.He was surprised in his heart, but the expression on his face seemed aggrieved and moved.

Sensing the wetness, Mrs. Bian let go of the child, gently wiped away his tears, and said with a smile, "I'm already seven years old, and I still have to cry with my mother."

The child sniffed and laughed, looking very cute.

Mrs. Bian kissed the child's forehead, and asked the woman next to her to sit by the bed: "Come on, your Auntie Ding has also come back after hearing about your accident. During the four days you were in a coma, Auntie Ding took good care of you." gone."

Then he went to see the second woman.

This is a very beautiful woman, who looks only in her thirties, and the sadness on her face has been diluted a lot by his waking up.

If he were to be called "Aunt", then she would be his mother's sister, or his father's concubine.If they are sisters, they are not alike.If it is not a wife and concubine, then the relationship between Aunt Ding and her own mother should be excellent.

——I don't know what kind of benefits are included in this excellent.

The child narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and called out in a soft voice: "Aunt Ding."

Mrs. Ding seemed to be very relieved and nodded, then wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said happily: "Oh, it's good that Si'er is fine!" For my sister, those daring servants and guards must not be easily let go!"

The cold light in Bian's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled calmly: "My sister is naturally spared." When she said this, she turned her head to look at the slightly thin child on the bed, "Don't worry, little four, mother has already punished you." Those servants who are unfavorable in guarding will definitely not have such a thing happen again in the future."

Her eyes were loving and firm.For a moment, the child was not sure what attitude the original child used to face her, so he lowered his eyelids and nodded slightly.

It seems that there is something strange about his injury.Presumably his mother had already handled the matter properly.

"Good boy." Mrs. Bian sighed, but the sadness in her heart did not show at all.

His child is only seven years old, the most innocent age, but he has to face these intrigues and life-and-death dirty things.

Madam Ding didn't want to, but she said bitterly: "Hmph, my sister is calm, but I don't know that Meng De, regardless of the child's life and death, led the army to march east to Lu Bu, and his conscience will be disturbed if he goes!"

The tone was too resentful and harsh, and for a moment it was hard to tell whether it was a complaint or a resentment.

The child nodded silently, quickly processing the new information in his mind——Meng De, his father.Presumably, he should be in a high position and powerful, otherwise how would he lead the army to march eastward?

But... the name Meng De has a strange sense of familiarity...

Mrs. Bian didn't notice the strange expression on the child's face, but frowned slightly: "Sister, why are you bothering?"

Madam Ding's tears came down in an instant: "He only knows about being in charge of the world, but does he care how many relatives and close relatives in this power have died due to criticism? My poor Zixiu, he didn't even have time to keep his children, and he still wants me The white-haired man..."

Mrs. Bian stroked the black hair of the child in her arms.Listening to Madam Ding's sobs, her eyes gradually became blank.But soon, her eyes became clear again.She stared at the top of the child's hair, and said calmly: "How could he not know. It's just this road, if you walk up it, you can't get down. Sister, Zixiu is his eldest son. Although few people know the pain in his heart, you Why bother blaming him again?"

Madam Ding didn't answer, but the sobbing gradually stopped.

It seems that Mrs. Ding must also be his father's woman, because her son Zixiu died unexpectedly, so she is very resentful towards his father.Combined with what Bian said earlier because he was injured and came back to take care of him, then she should have left his father?

Mrs. Bian sighed, and stroked the child's hair again.She fed the child the medicine and saw him yawning as if he was tired, so she got up and said, "I'll come to see you later when your second brother and third brother come back from school, so you can take a break first." Then she talked with Mrs. Ding They went out together.

The door closed softly, and everything returned to silence.

The child listened to Bian's low and gentle instructions to the servant outside the door, she was really a smart and strong woman.

He has seen many women, but few are so gentle and calm, indifferent but decisive.

……wrong.

He is only seven years old, how can he see many women?And what he thought so naturally in his mind just now, or is he not actually seven years old?

The child opened his eyes with a hint of bewilderment in them.Then he raised his little hand from under the quilt and looked through it carefully.After a long time, it was slowly retracted back into the quilt.He closed his eyes slightly, and his immature face showed a calm and indifferent expression that obviously did not match his age.

...that woman is really his...mother?

wrong.

Although intimacy and dependence grow in the bottom of my heart, the subconscious is denying all of this.

No, nothing seems right.

He shouldn't be a kid, have parents like that, and be in this place.

...But everything happens to be like this.

why?

If everything is true, why does he have such a sense of resistance?

If everything is false, then who is he?Why is he here?

do not know.

Everything seems to have no answer.

The breeze was blowing outside the window, and it was getting colder in September after all.

The child raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Since everything is still unknown, why not allow time to reveal the answers?

In the spring and February of the first year of Jian'an, Cao Cao established Xuchang as his capital, and took the emperor with him to command the princes.In the autumn of the second year, Cao Cao followed the recommendation of Guo Jiazhi, Sima Jun's sacrificial wine, and marched eastward to Lu Bu.In the tenth month of winter, Lu Bu was defeated.

When Cao Jun was in full swing, no one knew that Cao Cao's fourth son, who was only seven years old, had changed his soul.