White Mirror Evening

When I was a child, I never knew how to write the word frustrated.

As the sixth son of the monarch of the Shuoyue Kingdom, I have been doted on by my father, mother, concubine, brother and sister. During the short ten years, I seemed to be soaked in a honeypot, and the gorgeous palace was filled with laughter and joy every day. .

However, in such a time of self-satisfaction, I can't ignore that boy who is always dull and serious, Bai Jingyan.

In fact, he is no older than how old I am. He is quiet and unobtrusive, but surprisingly, he is very popular with children.When I was young, I liked to be close to him the most, but he didn't seem to like me very much. Every time he saw me, he just called Liu Di lightly and then walked away.I don't understand why he doesn't like me. My mother and concubine are my father's most beloved woman. My father dotes on me, and even brings others to treat me with kindness and respect. Only he turns a blind eye to me.

In fact, he likes children, but he doesn't like me.The reason is easy to understand, he is the son of the deceased favorite concubine, and he must have been loved as much as I was in the past. Unfortunately, the biological mother has passed away, and the father's heart is biased towards my mother and concubine. For me, he will naturally not have it. What a favor.

Fortunately, not long after, I met Xue Dai.

At that time, the world was in turmoil and disputes, and Xue Dai was the proton of Shuoyue sent by a small and weak country.He is three years older than me, with a gentle and shy appearance, and he is gentle and polite to others. I like his eyes the most, they are clear, pure and beautiful.

When he saw me, he was not as cold as Bai Jingyan, nor blindly flattering and pleasing like the other palace people. Gradually, I got to know him well, and we often played and laughed together.

With a new playmate, I soon stopped thinking about Bai Jingyan.As far as I am concerned, Xue Dai's temperament is gentle and gentle, which is many times better than Bai Jingyan.Maybe it was because of my childish nature, since then, I no longer smiled in front of Bai Jingyan, and whenever I saw him, I always turned my head pretendingly indifferently, without even saying hello.

He hates me, and I don't necessarily like him.

Xue Dai is older than me, and his vision is much broader than mine. I like sitting with him in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake and listening to him tell strange stories.On that day, for no reason, he suddenly mentioned a beautiful girl whom Shuo Yue had met before, Xue Dai was quite talented in literature, and he was even more generous in complimenting the girl's appearance.He has reached the age of ignorance, but I am young and ignorant, listening to these is also boring.I simply shifted my gaze to another place, and across the sparkling lake, I saw Bai Jingyan walking on the gravel road, with fragrant flowers on both sides, and the palace attendant behind him, but he still looked alone.

I don't quite understand why he still looks lonely and pitiful even though he has so many people following him.

While no one noticed, I made a face at him.

Bai Jingyan stopped in his tracks, and before he turned his head, I hurriedly turned around, raised my eyes again after a while, and gave him a disdainful and disgusted look.

Childish game for little kids.

He ignored me, and I didn't wait to see him. This generally flat and slightly ups and downs life only lasted until I was 12 years old.

That day my father personally threw me down from the high and worry-free position.

I don't understand why he, who has always been kind and kind, looks at me with that kind of hatred and fear, fear and disgust, but he doesn't have the warmth of the past.The man walked towards me step by step, and said coldly when he said, "She is a monster, and so are you."

I was kicked out of the gorgeous palace where I used to live, and moved into a cold, dark and dead palace.The windows are all covered with black cloth, so that no light can leak in. The ground of the courtyard is painted with dark purple and strange lines. No one needs to guard it. I can't get out of the circle surrounded by the dark lines.

I listened to the gossip of the courtiers, who gathered together excitedly to discuss how my mother and concubine lost her composure, how she exposed snake scales at the banquet, and how she revealed her ferocious true colors.

My mother and concubine were imprisoned alone in another place, and those so-called high-level alchemists surrounded her and performed magic tricks, saying that they were to subdue evil things and return the peace of the palace.

The palace has always been peaceful, even if it is not peaceful, it is not caused by evil things, it is only people's hearts that cause chaos.

If it weren't for the difference in people's hearts, how could evil things take advantage of the void to enter.

I want to tell the man who is the father and the king, the mother and concubine are not evil, she is submissive and respectful, how could she be an evil, how could she cause trouble in the palace.

But I'm just a child, I don't know anything, and I can't do anything.

Without strength, one cannot protect anyone.

That day was my birthday, a poor candle was lit in the dark room, the candle flame was flickering, and it only illuminated a small area in front of the case.I couldn't sleep, so I took the lantern and walked towards the small dilapidated courtyard.

There is a swing set in the courtyard, which is dirty and barely usable.

Sitting on the swing frame, with a little force on the toes, the whole person will float gently.Squeak, draw a half arc, and then throw it up along the arc, close your eyes, you can experience some freedom and fun.

The lanterns were extinguished, the candles were extinguished, the full moon hung high in the sky, and the bright white moonlight fell softly on the cheeks.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a figure standing quietly outside the circle of weird runes in the courtyard, and the palace lantern in his hand reflected his face.It was the quiet, unremarkable face of a teenager.

No one remembers my birthday, so he visits in the middle of the night.

Is it for ridicule, he hates me and my mother and concubine, now, it must be happy, and if you sneer again, it will be truly complete.

So I raised the corners of my lips and called coldly: "Third brother."

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