Her nine robes are not like this.
The first time she saw Jiufu was thirteen years old, wrapped in a small white ball in a futon in winter.
Compared to Jiu Li's skillful holding of the baby in her arms, she didn't even dare to reach out, and she didn't hold the child once until she left home.
If you want to talk about how close she is, she actually doesn't feel it, but she just knows that she has an extra brother, and this child has the same blood as her, so when she goes home again, she has an extra gift in it, and it doesn't mean anything special, it's human nature.
But when she got home, she took out the small windmill that the shopkeeper had picked out in the market that was suitable for babies and children, and the little boy who could already pull the palace maid to stumble and walk a few steps babbled over and blew her saliva, a little panicked and a little inexplicably soft.
This is her brother.
In fact, they don't spend much time together, but probably because he is too young to stare at her like his sister to teach her, but to obey with great admiration, she and Jiufu can play together at home.
It's really playing, going up the trees and climbing the wall to dig out the bird's nest, fishing out the mud from the lake and roasting the caught birds, hiding from the Jiuli who caught them everywhere.
She is not like a sister, and when her parents were gone, she did not appease this child who was suddenly ignorant in the face of the situation.
She would still take him to play, tell stories to catch fish, or reprimand him, and beat him, because the nine coats were too big, not the child who couldn't stagger, he could also climb the mountain and go down the tree to the lake to catch fish, and once he was so bold that he secretly went to catch fish and almost slipped into the lake.
"What are you beating him for, he didn't learn this from you."
Jiuli angrily reprimanded her and hugged the crying Jiu Li.
"What to do when he learns this, this is not what he wants to learn."
She was also very angry.
"What else can he learn," Jiuli said.
She doesn't know that Jiufu can't learn well, and Jiufu can't learn badly, and she doesn't know what Jiufu has to learn and what it takes to learn in order to live well.
But she definitely didn't want to learn like this.
Raise your hand and curse at a person who saves his life without the slightest malice.
Her nine robes are definitely not like this.
Jiufu was still scolding and raising the fishing rod in his hand again.
I don't know if it's because there is no one around at this time, or if he's been so angry for the past two years.
This anger was concealed and connived by Mr.
Gu by Lu Yunqi.
Miss Jun reached out and grabbed the fishing rod that came to her.
Jiufu pulled it hard a few times but didn't pull it back, and his expression became even more angry.
"You let go," he screamed.
"Why are you beating me and scolding me," Miss Jun said, looking at him.
"Do you still need a reason if this king wants to beat you and scold you?"
Jiufu shouted, he tried hard to get the fishing rod back, but the girl in front of him who looked thin and not a few years older than himself had a lot of strength.
The rod she held in her hand didn't move.
Jiufu was even more irritable, he simply threw off the fishing rod and looked left and right, and when he saw a few small cases on the side, he bent over and was about to catch them, but someone moved faster than him.
Before his hand could touch the case, a hand had already grabbed him by the back and lifted him up.
He is eight years old this year, and although he lost a lot of weight because of illness in the previous period, it was the first time he was picked up by a girl like this.
In fact, no one has ever been able to lift him up like that.
No, there was a man who picked him up like that.
Jiu Yi was in a trance for a moment, and he forgot to be angry.
At that time, he was pouting and bending over to pull up the net that had been scattered in the lake, and I don't know if it was because the net was entangled in the stones of the lake, or because the net was full of fish, and the net that sank into the lake did not move, and when the soles of his feet slipped and fell into the lake, one hand lifted him up.
"You stinky boy, you want to die," the female voice shouted in her ear.
Before he could shout the second sister, he was slapped down on the buttocks.
He is the eldest son of the crown prince, he is the emperor's grandson, he will be the emperor in the future, he has the most noble blood in the world, he has never been beaten when he is so big.
It was still beaten so hard, and the loud sound of the palm slapping the flesh spread out, wave after wave.
Jiufu was clever and woke up from his trance.
It's not a memory, it's true.
"You stinky boy, you want to die," the female voice shouted.
The voice was unfamiliar, but the action was not unfamiliar, and a palm hit his buttocks hard, again and again.
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Jiufu is not without contact with women's hands, his food and clothing are all in charge of the palace maids, those palace maids' hands are soft and delicate, whether it is dressing or washing him, it is like a ball of cotton.
But now this spanking on his ass, and the hand grabbing him behind his back, doesn't look like a girl's hand at all, It's like an iron palm, like an iron hook, hooking his body and struggling to get out, and it's not his ass that hits him, but a sandbag or a stake.
The pain finally tore through the sluggishness of the nine robes, and he let out a scream.
"You" But his voice was just rising, and the palm that landed on his ass was stronger and faster, and the snapping sound drowned out his shouting.
"You this" "Slut" The faster he shouted, the faster and harder the slap fell behind him.
Finally, this time, the scolding that came to the lips turned into a cry.
I couldn't stop crying anymore.
Jiufu cried loudly, for a child, crying can vent anger and resolve pain.
He's just an eight-year-old kid after all.
The cry was loud, and the slap that fell behind him gradually slowed down until it stopped.
He was laid on the ground.
Jiufu didn't jump up, and lay on the ground crying.
"Why are you swearing," Miss Jun said, looking at him.
Jiu Yu was out of breath crying.
"This king is willing to scold people, and he cares about your business."
He cried.
At least I didn't scold the slut anymore.
It's not that backbone, Miss Jun wants to laugh a little.
"Of course you can scold people, but you have to distinguish who can scold and who can't."
She said, "Why are you scolding me?"
Jiufu raised his head, tears on his face, and his expression was angry.
"You, you seduce people, you persecute my sister," he shouted, "you forced my sister to write and invite you to come in." ” He cried again, anger and despair in his cry.
"You bully your sister, you bully my sister."
Miss Jun was stunned, her nose was astringent, and tears almost welled up.
Is it because of this?
At the same time angry.
They even told Jiu Li such a thing.
The interesting things that happened in the world outside, the wonderful things, they never told him, isolated him here, let him live and die like withered grass, but at this time they told him unscrupulously about these humiliating words of his only relative, making him angry, making him helpless and despairing.
Miss Jun looked around, if someone appeared in her sight at this time, she would definitely not hesitate to beat the other party and ask her.
Although Lu Yunqi left with the Jinyi guard, the eunuch who led the way didn't know where to run, and Mr.
Gu went to find someone and disappeared.
But there is nothing in this Huaiwang Mansion that no one knows, who knows how many eyes are staring secretly.
Originally, she was impulsive to beat Jiujiao, but now after listening to Jiujiao's words, she feels that there is every reason to find someone to fight again. can't kill Lu Yunqi, because after hearing this humiliating rumor, it is normal and reasonable to beat people.
But to her disappointment, there was so much commotion, no one appeared, and the lake seemed to be cut off.
Perhaps this is also an attitude of Lu Yunqi.
Let her make trouble, feel free to make trouble.
What is her brother in his eyes, Miss Jun was a little angry, and laughed at herself, of course her brother was nothing in Lu Yunqi's eyes.
Jiufu was still lying on the ground crying.
Miss Jun slowly squatted down, reached out and patted his head.
Thank you to Yungui boy in the dream, Zi Ze, Bingyi in the south, the last shot reward and Shibi.
Thank you all and have a great weekend
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