three feet away from me

Du Xingqing lay on the bed for two days with his bloody cuts all over his body. When he opened his eyes, the concubine was holding a veil in her hand and was taking it off his forehead.

"Mother?" Du Xingqing's voice was unbearably dry.

"Wake up!" The concubine covered her chest, chanted a Buddhist name, raised Du Xingqing's head and helped her up, her movements were gentle: "Does the wound still hurt? Mother made some soup for you, drink some first."

"I'll do it myself!" Du Xingqing struggled to pick up the soup from his mother's hand, but the concubine nodded his head and pushed it onto the pillow.

"Don't move," Wang Hao scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it and fed it to Du Xingqing: "There are so many injuries on your body, your hands? Why did you move, mother, feed you."

The soup was warmed in the pot by someone. It was neither salty nor bland, and it had a fragrance. Du Xingqing swallowed it in one gulp: "It's delicious, mother, why did you come out?"

The concubine stays in the Buddhist hall of Du Mansion all the year round. Except for the holidays, she refuses to step out of the place where she eats fast and chant Buddha.

"If I don't come," the princess stirred the soup in the bowl, and there was a piece of chicken in the spoon: "You will be beaten to death by your father."

Du Xingqing swallowed the piece of meat, looked at the bloody gauze on his body, and dared not speak.

"If you don't tell me, I won't know about you?"

In Du Xingqing's eyes, she looked like a quail trying to retract her head under her wings. She smiled. She already had a stable temperament, but this smile made her more beautiful and soft.

"I've taught you since I was a child, you have to be calm and calm when things happen, and play by ear, so what if you just give in to your father, you and that little Wen family..."

"Mother, the matter between me and Xu Cong," Du Xingqing pinched the quilt on his body, which was the only part of his body that could move: "What do you think?"

The concubine was speechless when asked this question, both of them are boys, how can she see it, men and women have always been called yin and yang, the combination of the two is the norm that has always been followed in the world, she How can I see.

But the dying young man in front of him who was beaten without bowing his head was pregnant in October and grew up in her arms. He has never been by his side since he can remember, right? Du Xingqing, the princess is always inexplicable Soft-hearted and guilty.

She didn't expect that she would look like this when she saw her for a few months. The mother loves her child very much. He has already been beaten, so how could she be willing to criticize him again.

Sighing, the concubine touched Du Xingqing's face: "People? The family is also a kid, and they won't agree? Besides, your father and the Wen family..."

Du Xingqing lowered his head for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice: "But I like him."

"People? Do you like you?" Wang Hao asked.

"He likes me," Du Xingqing raised his head immediately, and said in a positive tone: "Although he didn't say that? But I can feel that he likes me."

"Then what can you do?"

Sitting together with Du Xingqing, the concubine seemed to feel his sorrow. In recent years, Du Yuansou had collected money and recruited soldiers, trying to force that person?

The princess couldn't understand, blood and blood, how could it be so murderous with swords and swords? She didn't understand, but she also couldn't stop it. The princess chose the most cowardly way, she Moved into the Buddhist hall, chanting scriptures and worshiping the Buddha every day, praying all over the sky? The gods and Buddhas can also hear her wish, hoping that the matter will end and have a good ending.

She also studied Zhouyi and followed the steps in the book to divination, but she couldn't understand the hexagrams. The situation she wanted to calculate didn't seem to be as difficult to understand as she imagined. On the contrary, there were two inconspicuous sunspots, which were extremely dangerous. Let her tear off the prayer beads in her hand.

Now it seems that those two sunspots are these two poor children.

"That child, Wen Xucong, is he at home? How is it?"

The princess remembered that at a palace banquet, she had seen? The child of Zhilan Yushu, but the prime minister's wife? His mother, when she looked at him, there was no mother's warmth in her eyes.

"Is he at home? I..." Du Xingqing recalled the details of his time with Xu Cong, and found that he hadn't mentioned his parents, or everything about his family. For Wen Xu He knew nothing about the prime minister's mansion where Cong lived.

"Mother, will Xu Cong..." Du Xingqing frowned: "Being beaten?"

"You shouldn't talk nonsense about family affairs. That child looks smart, unlike you who are stubborn."

"Mother, I haven't seen Zhou Ce for a long time, please tell him something for me, just say that I want to catch up with him." Holding his mother's hand, Du Xingqing shook his fawningly, he was still worried , looking for someone? Go check it out.

The princess pretended not to understand: "Qing'er can't find someone by herself? Tell me?"

"My father will definitely not let him. The person who brought the message? The door? Didn't come out! The appointment was stopped."

"You're so smart now, why did you go yesterday?" Wang Hao stood up, pointing her index finger at Du Xingqing's forehead: "Wait here for news from me."

"Thank you son? Mother."

Du Xingqing was overjoyed, and tremblingly supported the bed? He wanted to get out of bed and give his mother a knock, but the princess quickly pushed him back: "Lie down, the little son of the Wen family is still waiting for you to see him."

"What do you mean by that, do you agree with me and Xu Cong?" Du Xingqing looked at the back of the princess with earnest eyes.

The princess paused when she left the bedroom, and the panic that the prayer beads broke that day came back to her heart. She turned her head and smiled at Du Xingqing: "Take care of your body first."

The concubine moved very quickly. She left the door in the morning, and Zhou Ce came over in the afternoon. His face was full of disbelief and he couldn't wait to explore the gossip. When he entered the door, he saw Du Xingqing wrapped like a rice dumpling, a basket full of The problem is rotten in the stomach?.

"You, you, you, were you ruined by someone during the days when you disappeared?"

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