Bewitching prince my husband

"What... smell?"

The child grinned, his dry lips were a little chapped, I frowned slightly, and hurried to the table to pour water, and brought it to the child, but he didn't drink, just looked at me.

I was a little puzzled, "You should be thirsty, why don't you drink?"

The child lowered his eyes dejectedly before replying, "The water is poisonous."

"Yes, poisonous?" I was shocked, the hand holding the cup trembled, and almost fell to the ground, my eyes widened in disbelief, I turned to stare at Leng Wuqing who was still by the door, the other party just didn't look back indifferently Me, that expression is unwavering.

"It's just ordinary tea."

Leng Wuyan never talks much, this is already his explanation, I can understand it.I was even more puzzled. Looking back at the child on the bed, his frightened look didn't seem like he was lying, or... was it related to his injured memory?

As a last resort, I drank the water in my hand, then took the pot on the table and came to the child.

"I've already drank it. It's non-toxic. You can drink it at ease."

Seeing that I drank the water in the glass, the child opened his dry little mouth wide in shock. He only regained his senses when he heard my coaxing words, and stared at the glass in my hand, hesitating.

"If it was poisonous, I would have died long ago, and if it was to poison you to death, I wouldn't have rescued you back." I whispered softly, but my heart felt uncomfortable.

What kind of major events have you experienced that made a child who was supposed to be innocent become so vigilant and cynical?

I couldn't help it, and didn't care if the other party would reject it or not, so I reached out and rubbed the little head, "Now, you are safe, don't be afraid anymore."

Even though this is not my mansion and I don't have the right to speak, I just believe that Chi Zhonghan won't let such a small child go to the streets outside.

The child just took the cup, drank very anxiously, choked badly, but was still reluctant to put down the cup, until the jug in my hand was empty, he leaned back on the bed rail contentedly.

Put the kettle back on the table, a servant brought another one, and then took the empty one out. I looked at the child on the bed, thought about it, and finally decided to leave together.Now that Chi Zhonghan has saved the child, someone will be responsible in the future, and it is no longer my responsibility.

I thought so.

Getting involved with me is not a good thing.

"You want to go?" the child said, hurriedly preventing me from leaving.

Seeing that he seemed to be getting out of bed, I hurried over to stop him: "What are you doing? You are injured, don't move around."

The child grabbed my sleeve, begging in his eyes: "Don't go..."

This, what is the situation?

Just because I give him water, he depends on me?

"I know you saved me, I know... I'm homeless now, don't leave me, okay? I'm so scared, I'm afraid of falling asleep..." The strength that the child had been pretending to be shattered at this moment, I don't know whether it's fear, or fear, and tears of sadness are falling down, and my hand, which is tightly held, has no intention of letting go.

My heart softened, and I, who was originally helpless, hugged the crying child into my arms, thinking that not long ago, I also cried like this, and I had the illusion of sympathy for each other.

I don't know what kind of tragedy such a child has experienced, and I don't really want to recall what kind of suffering I have experienced before. At least, we are still alive now, at least we know that tomorrow will still come .

Tired of crying, the child fell asleep in my arms.His sleeping face is very pleasant, his tender face lacks the vigilance and vigilance when he wakes up, and more of the innocence that should be at this age.

Carefully put him back on the bed and lie down, and tucked him in the quilt, I turned out of the room, closed the door lightly, and turned around to look at the white snow that was drifting bigger and bigger outside. From now on, I still don't know the child's name.

"Forget it." Folding my hands behind my back, I looked up at the gray sky with stars, not knowing where to go.

"My lord, it's cold outside." Feixue's voice was covered with cold snow, but she had a warm coat on her body. I looked at her and smiled: "I'm no different from you, don't call me Young Master, you don’t have to serve me.” I’m just a servant.

I understand what Chi Zhonghan means, he won't kill me, he won't be able to torture me if I have injuries on my body, so he wants me to be a slave, if that's the case, what right do I have for her to call me 'Master' ?What qualifications do you have for her to put on a warm coat for me?

Feixue still lowered her head, still respectful, "This is the order of the prince, slaves dare not disobey it."

He sneered in his heart, "Forget it."

Love is what it is.

Tomorrow will come, but I don't know what it will turn out to be, and my persistence is useless.

"Take me to Lan You's place." No matter how embarrassing his identity is now, it doesn't matter if his mind is clear and dark.

"My lord, please tell me that you must be present for the dinner." Feixue led the way for me and did not forget to remind me. I just responded with a faint "Yes", not surprised.

When Lan You saw me coming, she was very excited. She was so excited that she burst into tears again. I was a little helpless. Is it a crying festival these days?Everyone cried.

"Okay, don't cry, am I fine?" Nabupa wiped away tears for this beautiful girl, with distressed words.

Lan You sobbed, her face flushed red, I don't know if it was because of the crying, or because of something else, those red eyes drifted away, and she didn't dare to look at me.

"I, I... I was so rude in front of the young master." Lan You's voice became a little hoarse, charming and seductive.

I smiled, "How can this be impolite? From now on, we don't have to worry about these things, or...you blame me for getting involved and you are punished?"

"No! No! How did you implicate me, my lord? It's obvious that I dragged you down! If it wasn't for your lord, I, I..." As he spoke, his voice began to choke again.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, just be what you say, don't cry anymore, it hurts me so much." In a hurry, I started talking nonsense, and I didn't know it when I said some ambiguous words.

Lan You lowered her eyes in shame, but she didn't cry anymore.

I didn't know what to say, so I saw Lan You looking around, and then asked me in a low voice: "Master, you haven't been back since you came out of the palace that day, right? Until the prince brought you back..." Peeping at my face Watching, Lan You didn't say anything later.