How a sick heartthrob can refuse love [Quick Transmigration]

April is here.

Light rain today.

Lin Pianyou sat on the threshold of the desolate house, looking up at the sky with the eyes of a child.

The sky was gray and blue, with no sunlight.

April is spring, and there is still a chill in the wind.Lin Pianyou tightened her cloak and buried her face in it.

The cloak was very long, and it was dragged along the threshold to the house, wrapping Pianyou completely.

Shang Yijian would not send such a big cloak, nor would he send such a good one.

The prince came here a few days ago, and he took off the cloak and covered him up.Before leaving, he also took Pianyou's nurse and maid with him.

When the nurse came back again, the life of Pianyou was much easier.It's just that the occasional hatred and fear on the nurse's face made Pianyou not very happy.

A seven-year-old child died in winter, and a seven-year-old child was born again when he returned to the earth in spring.

Pianyou poked his head out of the cloak, looking at the sky with his small head, a little dazed.

The original owner was originally the son of the imperial concubine. After the imperial concubine passed away in dystocia, the emperor handed over the original owner to the empress to raise him.The emperor had some affection for the noble concubine, except for the prince, the original owner was the most favored prince in the palace.Until he was seven years old, another relationship between the imperial concubine was accidentally exposed.The sweetheart was executed, and the original owner was imprisoned in the abandoned house.

No one knows whose bloodline the original owner is.

A chaotic factor, hard to kill, hard to let go.Drive away from a distance, fend for itself, die early is better.

Therefore, the original owner suffered from the cold in winter and had a high fever, and passed away within a few days.

When Lin Pianyou recovered, she smiled slightly against the rainy wind.

A drop of rain fell on the corner of his lips, and he gently licked it all.It doesn't have any smell, it doesn't contain the sinking of the earth, the clearness of the grass, and only a faint half-water smell.It comes from the sky and goes to the world, seemingly clear and turbid.

In the distance, there was the sound of raindrops splashing on the umbrella surface.Pianyou turned his head to the side and looked towards the door.

Is the prince.

A 12-year-old boy with a straight face, precociously like an adult.There is only a little greenness between the eyebrows and eyes, and he pulls his expression up, and pulls him back to the appearance of a boy.

The eunuchs following the crown prince were terrified, for a while they were worried that His Highness's golden boots would be stained with mud, and for a while they were worried that His Highness's satin clothes would be wet from the rain.

What is even more worrying is that the empress empress in the East Palace was furious in the palace when she heard the news again.

The scandal of the royal family should be buried deeply, and everything should be hidden under the hearts of the people with mud and corpses.

No one is going to blatantly lift that fig leaf.

Only the crown prince.The eldest son of the royal family, the most valued son of His Majesty the Emperor, and the successor of the future dynasty.

The emperor's body had already been hollowed out by the elixir, and the children in the harem had been sluggish.The birth mother of the ten-year-old second prince was humble, and the mother of the five-year-old eldest princess died early.

Two sons and one daughter, plus a third prince who once attracted much attention but now does not know the truth.

The emperor who practiced alchemy every day was crazy about becoming immortal, and the future has already been fixed in the previous dynasties, the next dynasties, and even the whole world.

The prince stepped up the steps, and the eunuch immediately closed the umbrella behind him.

Pianyou lowered her head, looking at the brocade boots in front of her eyes that were splashed with mud.The gold thread is covered with mud, and the satin is dotted with black; the fine embroidery and solid foundation are dotted with eyes by the black mud.

Pianyou felt that such filth was cleaner than cleanness.

he likes.

The crown prince sat with him on the threshold.

The threshold is not high, suitable for seven-year-old children, not suitable for 12-year-old teenagers.

But the boy didn't say anything, and hugged the child in his arms.The dusty cloak threw dust onto the boy's satin clothes.

Two of the eunuch's worries came true, and I'm afraid the last one has already begun to unfold.

The dignified and majestic empress who is in charge of the harem still cannot escape her shadow after the death of the noble concubine.

The imperial concubine is dead, but her son is still alive.

Her son is alive to influence his own son.

A vase in the East Palace suffered a disaster, and the fragments flew out, scratching the right cheek of a maid.The blood on the face dripped, and the flowers bloomed first in April.

April in the flowers circulates with coolness, from one April to another.Spring has passed, and so have summer, autumn and winter.

Lin Pianyou sat by the threshold, raised her head and looked up at the sky.

The slightly cold rain caressed his face, and the dew meandered down.

He is clearly a teenager.

The clusters of flowers between the eyebrows and eyes cannot break the coldness of early spring.The brighter the color, the more thorough the coolness.

For the past few years, Pianyou has been staying in this cold palace, even if the crown prince ascended the throne, he did not let him out.

Of course, Pianyou never asks for help.Anyway, he has already experienced a lot of such quiet days, and he is used to it, so he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

Therefore, when Pianyou had a premonition that she was about to leave, she was not sad about it.

That's fine too, he thought.There are too many villains in this palace, he can't give birth to joy.

As the years go by, only April remains the same, with light rain and layers of coolness.And the prince who Pianyou thought was not bad at the beginning, has changed into another look in time.

It may not be appropriate to say this, but I think about it, after all, the crown prince knew about the queen's frame-up of the dead concubine.

The prince knew it from beginning to end, but he hid it well, even the queen didn't know that he knew it.And the prince didn't think there was anything wrong with this, for his lovely brother, it was better to hide it than to show it out.

But oh, the prince's hypocritical appearance is not good-looking at all.

Pianyou fell asleep after thinking about it. When his consciousness was lax, he decided that it was better not to hate others.

It was tiring and he didn't like it.

Then he fell asleep next to the threshold, except that his face was a little paler, not much different from usual.But the next day, when the new emperor came to this secluded place, Pianyou's body was already completely cold.

The new emperor was a little dazed, but there was no superfluous expression on his face, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

It was raining again, but this time the new emperor waved away the little eunuch's umbrella.

As a result, some rain fell on him, and some on his face.

As a result, the emperor looked a little embarrassed.

Alas, why do embarrassed people always look a little sad?