Wen Wan deliberately kept Ling Chang here this time. She had this idea, but whether Ling Chang was willing or not depends on Ling Chang herself. Wen Wan looked at Ling Chang, and suddenly she didn't know how to say the following words.
Wenwan¡¯s heart was full of knots. She looked outside through the window and saw white clouds floating in the blue sky. Just like a newborn baby, the mind is clear and clear. If there are a few dark clouds falling from above
Lingting raised his head and looked at Wenwan, wondering why his aunt remained silent for a while. Ling Chang's heart was pounding. What he said today was the greatest courage he could muster. I don¡¯t understand why my aunt stopped talking again.
Wen Wan looked at the uneasy Ling Chang and suddenly sighed heavily. She really couldn't bear to talk about the next journey. But since Ling Chang wants to take that road, he must peel off this fig leaf today. Lay out all those ugly things for him to see. Wen Wan knew that what she did was a bit cruel, and she really didn't want to say it. But if it is not cruel, it is very likely that one day, this living life in front of you will become a corpse.
Between cruelty and survival, Wen Wan did not make a choice for Ling Chang. She wanted Ling Chang to make his own choice: "Do you remember when you and your brother Ling Yuan came here that day and saw your three imperial uncles?"
Lingcheng didn¡¯t understand why her aunt mentioned the three of them.
Wen Wan said slowly: "A few days after your return, your thirteenth uncle fell from the rockery. If you were weak and lucky, your thirteenth uncle would have fallen to death. Later, your thirteenth uncle said that he was pushed by someone that day. Going down the rockery. Although your Thirteenth Uncle is awake now, his life is saved, but the imperial doctor said that his legs may be lame and he will be a cripple for the rest of his life." After speaking, he looked at Ling Chang's confused expression and continued: "You are very good. Uncle Eighth was poisoned a few days ago and ate something poisonous. If the imperial doctor hadn't rescued him in time, he might have become a corpse now. Even so, Uncle Eighteen would still have lost half of his life. Medicine jar, you can¡¯t live without medicine for life.¡±
Ling Chang didn¡¯t quite understand: ¡°Auntie. Why?¡± In fact, Ling Chang had already guessed it in his heart. But he didn't dare to confirm it himself. He fears confirmation.
Wen Wan did not answer Ling Chang¡¯s question, but continued talking about the fourteenth prince and Ling Yuan almost fell off his horse and died. Wen Wan saw some fear on Ling Chang's face: "Do you know why you suddenly had a fever that day? And you almost died of it?"
Ling Chang¡¯s lips were a little blue, and he was frightened: ¡°I know, it¡¯s a high fever caused by the cold.¡± Impossible, it¡¯s impossible for someone to attack him. Absolutely impossible. The people around him Ling Chang became more and more frightened as he thought about it. Because of fear. My whole body was shaking.
Wen Wan narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath. When I open my eyes again. His eyes were clear: "Because you often come to my aunt's house to play, and you are the closest to my aunt. These people heard that your grandpa wanted your aunt to choose a child to teach by your side, and they suspected that your aunt would choose you. So they attacked you." As for the accidents of your Thirteenth Emperor, Eighteenth Emperor, and your brother, now you understand."
Lingting has been trembling. If he still doesn¡¯t understand what Wen Wan is telling him, he is really stupid.
She gently and lovingly pulled Ling Chang into her arms and patted his back gently. Wenwan actually has her own struggles. But in the blink of an eye, I thought that she had walked through it step by step like this. She was fashionable and had the emperor's grandfather to protect her. But this child had no one to help him. He can only rely on himself.
I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but Ling Chang finally calmed down. No more trembling. ,
Wen Wan then said softly: "Are you scared?"
Ling Chang shook his head sincerely and said, "I'm afraid. Auntie, I'm afraid. But you have to face fear." His mother-in-law had always hoped that he would be loved by his aunt. Now could he refuse just because he was afraid? No, if he refuses, Ling Chang can't even imagine the future. And he really liked being in his aunt's mansion. It's better here than in his mansion.
Wen Wan touched Ling Chang's face: "Those people expected it well. In fact, my aunt chose you from the beginning. Because you are in love with my aunt and are the closest to her. My aunt knows your temperament very well. However, Ling Hey, you have to understand that if your aunt really chooses you, what will happen to your thirteenth uncle, eighteenth uncle, and your brother will also happen to you, and if you are not lucky enough for them, you will become the same. Auntie has this idea and wants to take you by her side to teach you. But if you are afraid, you don't have to agree. As long as you don't agree, these dangers may not be there." Wen Wan said it was possible. The situation is ever-changing. No one can guarantee what the future will hold.
Lingcheng stared at Wenwan blankly, saying that it was impossible not to be afraid. He didn't want to be a cripple, a medicine jar, or a corpse. But, but, Ling Chang smiled bitterly, did he have a choice? His aunt asked him to choose, but he actually had no choice.??'s. Ling Chang lowered his head: "Auntie, why are you telling me this?" Why are you telling him this? If not, he would have happily agreed. But now, now. Now he is afraid.
Wen Wan's eyes were sharp: "This is a matter of your whole life. Auntie has no right to make a decision for you. You must make your own decision. If you agree, even if you are successfully plotted in the future and become a corpse, you will still know that you are Why did you die? If you refuse, it is your own choice. Lingchen, although you are only five years old, you are already sensible. No matter what you choose, you are responsible for it. Just don¡¯t regret it.¡± Some people say that the most painful thing for people is not the torture of illness. But regret for the past. But from Wenwan's point of view, no matter what he has done, it was his own choice. Now that you have chosen this path, there is no need to regret it no matter what. People live in the present and the future, not in the past. Regreting the past is actually a waste of the present and the future.
Lingchen bit her lip. Wen Wan felt hurt for him just looking at him, but Wen Wan didn't say anything about Ling Chang, who was fighting between heaven and man.
Lingcheng's face became paler and paler, and his whole body became more and more frightened. Seeing him like this, Wen Wan thought that this was too sudden and planned to give him three days to think it over.
Before Lingcheng spoke gently again, he asked himself: "Auntie, can you tell me about my father, mother, concubine, and brother? You know that if I agree, I may die, be disabled, and become a medicine jar. Auntie , the father, the mother, the concubine, and the brother, they don¡¯t know, right? "My brother once said that my aunt is the smartest person in the world. So only my aunt can think of it. The father, mother, concubine, and brother should not have thought of it.
When Wen Wan heard this question, she smiled bitterly. She said that there are no stupid children in the royal family. See how a stupid person can ask such a pointed question: "Auntie can't answer you. What auntie can tell you is only what auntie knows. As for your father, the king My aunt doesn¡¯t know what they think or do with their mother and concubine. If you want to know, you can ask them yourself!¡± In fact, the gentle answer is very pertinent, but the more pertinent it is, the crueler it becomes.
Lingting¡¯s hand was originally resting on Wen Wan¡¯s arm. But after hearing Wen Wan's words, she dug hard: "What they don't know, they probably don't know."
Wenwan just hugged him and didn't say much. After a long time, Wen Wan heard Xia Yao outside explaining that Jin was looking for him.
Lingting raised his head: "Auntie, you said you taught me that I might encounter many things. What about brothers Mingrui and Mingjin? Will they encounter such things in the future?"
Wen Wan nodded: "Yes, they will also be in a lot of dangers in the future. But they will not encounter as many dangers as you. Because your surname is Yan, you are the crown prince's legitimate son, and you are a member of the royal family. And your brother Mingrui and Mingjin My younger brother's surname is Bai, and they are ministers. "Being in the royal family, even if you are five years old, you must already understand the difference between king and minister.
Ling Chang¡¯s eyes were dim, and he understood what his aunt said. It means that he is a member of the royal family, but his two younger brothers are not. Lingcheng knew that he couldn't refuse, so he could only ask: "Auntie, if I agree, you will also teach me skills so that I can protect myself. Will I not be harmed by others?"
Lingting¡¯s gentle answer did not disappoint: ¡°If you follow my aunt, my aunt will teach you everything she knows. However, if you really make a choice, you must be prepared to endure hardship.¡±
Lingting smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm not afraid of hardship."
Wen Wan touched Ling Chang and said lovingly: "This matter is too urgent. Auntie is giving you three days to think about it. After three days, Auntie will send someone to pick you up, and then you can tell Auntie your choice. Now go back first. !¡±
Lingchen didn¡¯t understand that he had already agreed. Why did his aunt want him to think about it for another three days? Three days later, the answer was still the same.
Seeing that Wen Wan was unwilling to talk any more, Lingchen swallowed the question on his lips. Three days later, the same thing happened.
Wen Wan led Ling Chang outside the courtyard and asked Wu Xing to take Ling Chang back to the East Palace. He turned around and looked at the fallen leaves in the yard, stunned. Although the royal children are said to be precocious, they must have long been accustomed to such competition. But it is really cruel to let a five-year-old child make such a choice. Because Wen Wan knew very well that Ling Chang could not refuse.
Wen Wan sighed slightly. Cruelty is cruelty, it is better than death. Moreover, it was not her who was truly cruel, but Ling Chang's parents.
Ling Chang was on the carriage, huddled together. He lowered his head, his face showing his extremely complicated mood at this time.
Wuxing was sitting on the side, and because of Xia Yao's instructions, he looked at Ling Chang from time to time. Seeing Ling Chang's eyes full of struggle and pain.
Wu Xing didn¡¯t feel that he was pitiful. At that time, the princess was only one year older than Ling Yu, and she suffered as much hardship as Ling Yu.?More. The so-called Wuxing didn't say a word from the Princess's Mansion to the East Palace, and he always had the same look on his face, expressionless. (To be continued)