Chapter 91:

In the general account.
Seeing that everyone was out, Xue Ziqin was nervous. He also covered the big cloak to the teenager, and he went to wash the veil himself, and wiped the forehead and cheeks a little bit for the teenager. The teenager looks really outstanding, and his eyebrows are a bit like Xue Changfeng, which is a hundred times softer than Xue Changfeng. The teenager was still awake, and Xue Ziqin didn't even dare to rest, so he sat beside the couch, holding a book and trying to pass the time. But the pages of the book opened, and the word seemed to have been deformed, so it couldn't get into Xue Ziqin's eyes. He clearly held the book, but from time to time his gaze ran to the teenager's face.
At Wei Lin's first sight of the teenager's face, Xue Ziqin recognized who he was.
It is the youngest son of the current emperor, Ninth Emperor Cen Liyu.
Coincidentally, it was also reported by Min Qiu that day that the three princes were assassinated for the sacrifice of heaven and the nobles of their peers disappeared. This matter had to be investigated by Xue Ziqin. Think of it this way, he has to boast about Wei Lin?
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Although it was not a day or two for the boy to arrive here, Xue Ziqin was the first time he looked at him carefully. He unconsciously reached out and gently touched the cheek of the teenager, and there was a sickly blush on the cheek, and then touched the lips of the teenager along the cheek. The lips were tightly closed, Xue Ziqin's index finger slipped over it, and the soft touch made him feel some throbbing.
So, looking good will cause other ideas to come up.
There are really not many women that Xue Ziqin has seen in his life. Especially after ten years old, the barracks are full of men. There are not many good-looking people. It is estimated that the fine skin and tender meat will not survive for three days. He is not like Guo Linchong. Visiting the kiln, there is no chance to see the woman.
The teenager looks male and female, and his face is pale when he is ill, and his hair is just arbitrarily tied behind his head, which is morbidly beautiful.
Xue Ziqin thought of this and immediately withdrew his hand. He shook his head, he didn't want to let this kind of throbbing spread uncontrollably, but his mind was not controlled. The memory of the past came out of his brain, which made him a little sighed.
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Eight years ago.
Xue Ziqin was only twenty-one years old, but had been in the barracks for eight years. He had served as the deputy general of Xue Changfeng in the Northern Army. At that time, the Northern Army only had more than 4,000 people. It had been fighting with Xi Zuo for more than a month, and the situation has been anxious. However, Xue Ziqin volunteered to lead others to attack the opponent's stronghold from the flank, successfully blocking the reinforcement of Western Expedition, and using this as a turning point, the Northern Army beat Western Expedition and won a big victory.
That year Xue Ziqin became so famous that he was called into the palace with Xue Changfeng.
The emperor was very satisfied with the retreat to the west, and Jiafeng En enjoyed many things. Afterwards, the emperor also specially allowed Xue Changfeng to meet his sister Jinfei. Xue Ziqin, as the adopted son, was supposed to greet this little aunt, but Xue Changfeng knew Xue Jin's temper, and only let Xue Ziqin wait in the palace.
He had nothing to do by himself, so he naturally wandered around the palace. This palace is still somewhat familiar to Xue Ziqin. He was familiar with the imperial dining room by car, and was standing nearby with a touch of emotion, but suddenly saw a cautious figure, hiding at the gate of the imperial dining room and looking inside.
It was a child, still wearing a Jinyi Chinese costume. Xue Ziqin stood in the distance and watched with interest. He saw that the child had taken advantage of the empty space in the imperial dining room and did not pay attention to it, and got into the imperial dining room. Xue Ziqin didn't plan to look at it any more. When he was about to leave, he saw that the child was picked up by the high-ranking man in the imperial dining room, and he cursed: "He came to steal things at a young age. It's a wild seed that no one wants, no one disciplines. "After he got out, he threw it on the stairs of the royal dining room.
Where the child could stand this toss, he immediately rolled down the steps.
There are things that bully the old and the weak, and Xue Ziqin didn't care about it. I thought that this episode would be finished like this, but I didn't expect that the servant took a few subordinates. It was not enough, but he went down the stairs to see the posture, as if to beat the child.
"The Gourmet Room is short of things from time to time. Presumably it was you who stole it?"
Xue Ziqin looked at this scene and felt a bit uneasy. The child was at most seven or eight years old, and if it was taught by such a few people, it would be too much for him to eat. But things were a little strange. The child's clothes knew that they were of great value at first glance. Wearing them like this in the palace must have been a bit of a status, but at the moment they were embarrassed by a few slaves in the royal dining room. The thing was very strange.
Seeing how they were about to start, Xue Ziqin hurriedly walked over and stopped them: "Stop!"
The people in the imperial dining room heard the sound and looked over at Xue Ziqin. Xue Ziqin was still wearing armor, which was not a nuisance at first glance. The steward bent slightly towards Xue Ziqin and changed his attitude towards children just now. Flattery asked: "This is ..."
"Son of General Xue, Xue Ziqin."
The news of Dingbei's victory at the border crossing was that he arrived in the palace a few days earlier, listening to Xue Ziqin's identity, and hurriedly went to salute one by one: "I have seen General Xue."
Gee, these virtues that worship and step down in the palace, Xue Ziqin really can't stand it. He frowned and walked a few steps towards the child, reaching for his hand. Instead of holding his hand, the child climbed up from the ground and looked up at Xue Ziqin.
The child was born beautiful, but his face was stained with dust.
Xue Ziqin watched him stand up by himself, and took his hand back again. He had just prepared to open his mouth to let those people in the dining room get out, and the unprepared child suddenly rushed over and hugged Xue Ziqin. The child was small, hugged Xue Ziqin, his head only reached Xue Ziqin's waist, and then cried with a wow: "Cousin"
Xue Ziqin was instantly embarrassed, and the child stretched out his hand to his waist and cried again, making him overwhelmed. It's true that Xue Ziqin is strictly a solitary widow in the strict sense. Why did he ever coax children? He had raised a lot of hands, and wanted to get the child away, but the child was crying pitifully, and even aroused Xue Ziqin's intolerance. The hand raised in the air turned to the child's hair, rubbing him and combing it well. Neat bun, coughed twice, and said softly: "Don't, don't cry ..."
Jomo was really hurt just now, or was terrified by these slaves. The child couldn't stop crying and kept whimpering, but his voice wasn't loud, but Xue Ziqin couldn't watch the child cry.
Especially the few slaves next to him were still watching.
He removed his hand from the child's head, patted his back gently, turned his head and asked the slaves, "Is this child?"
"Return to General Xue, this is the Ninth Prince, the son of the Jinfei Lady."
"Then you dare to be so presumptuous? Haven't you hurried?" Xue Ziqin said coldly.
Who does n’t know the relationship between Jin Fei and the Xue family? I thought he would be held accountable by Xue Ziqin.
They got off, and a few slaves hurried away, and slipped back to the royal dining room.
There were only Xue Ziqin and the child left. Xue Ziqin really didn't know how to coax him. He could only pull him away from himself, and then squatted down to talk to him: "Nine prince, your name is 玊 儿, right, 玊 儿Don't cry ... "he said, holding up Cen Liye's small face, his face dirty, still carrying tears. Xue Ziqin put out a lot of cocoon thumbs and wiped his face with tears, but the ash that was stained was also wiped by him. Cen Liyu looked at him with tears in his eyes. Crying more severely.
"How do you know that I am your cousin?" Xue Ziqin saw that he had made people more sloppy, and his movements did not stop, and he was afraid of rubbing him, and the movements became softer.
Cen Liyu replied intermittently: "General Xue is uncle, you are cousin ..."
"It's smart," Xue Ziqin said, finally clearing his face, and only then saw the child's face.
His lips are red and white, his eyes bright, and he is a beautiful woman. If it weren't for those slaves who said he was a prince, it was Princess Xue Ziqin who also believed.
"I said that the concubine Jin has always been spoiled, why are you being bullied like this." Xue Ziqin asked.
Cen Lishan cried and finished crying, and didn't answer Xue Ziqin's words, but looked at Xue Ziqin with red eyes.
"Hey," Xue Ziqin thought for a while. The reason was that it was not a good thing. Instead, he asked, "Did you fall injured?"
Cen Lishan shook his head.
Xue Ziqin looked at the plaque of the imperial dining room behind Cen Liyu, and suddenly said, "Are you hungry in the imperial dining room?"
"Want to eat snacks ..." Cen Liyu said timidly.
Xue Ziqin hugged him directly, let Cen Lishan sit in his arms, and walked straight towards the gate of the royal dining room: "Since you called my cousin, then I can't let you be wronged. I will take you to eat snacks."
He really took Cen Lishan into the imperial dining room, and regardless of the faces of the minions, he didn't hear the remarks. In short, Cen Lishan's eyes fell on which plate of dim sum, and he picked it up and handed it to Cen Lishan.
The child was naive, and when he got the snack he wanted to eat, he immediately burst into tears and smiled. The smile was so innocent and cute, so cute that Xue Ziqin's mood followed up clearly. Cen Liyu's little hand held dim sum. It was not counted if he had eaten it, and he handed it to Xue Ziqin's mouth: "Cousin also eats."
Xue Ziqin was also polite, opened his mouth and bite down to eat clean. He just held Cen Liyu in this way, walked around the royal dining room twice, eating while walking, and tasted every bit of dim sum.
The slaves in the royal dining room dared not to speak out. The dim sums that are being made now are all sent to various palaces. Now they are eaten by Cen Lishan and Xue Ziqin, and they will be redone immediately after a while, otherwise the imperial dining room will suffer.
If you change someone else, and the foreign minister next to you, such a troublesome, I am afraid that the imperial dining room will not follow. But who doesn't know that Xue Jiaquan is leaning toward the opposition, Jin Fei is the only one in the palace. Even if it offends Cen Liyu, Xue Ziqin holds the military power, but it can't be offended.
Seeing that Cen Liyu had eaten enough, Xue Ziqin took him without looking back and left.
"I'll take you back to the palace." Xue Ziqin said, "Why don't you come out without a slave?"
Cen Liyu still held a piece of mung bean cake in his hand and said sweetly: "I secretly ran out."
"Sister Aunt ... I mean Jinfei, will you treat you well?" Xue Ziqin asked cautiously.
"Mother didn't have time to control me." Cen Liyu said, her eyes instantly lonely.
Things may be guessed, but Xue Ziqin doesn't understand it, so it is said that they are all born by Xue Jin. She can be regarded as a powerful force in the palace. How can she allow any servant to bully Cen Liyu? In the end, Xue Ziqin grew up in a military barracks, but he was not very young. He could not understand the intricacies of this palace, and he did not want to ask. And seeing Cen Lishan not happy, it is better not to ask.
"Are you living in the palace of Jin Fei Niang?" Xue Ziqin asked again.
Cen Lishan shook his head and pointed out a little finger that returned flesh: "I live in Changqing Pavilion." In this way, Xue Ziqin walked faster. Cen Lishan stretched out his finger and almost fell from Xue Ziqin's arm. Xue Ziqin hurriedly stabilized his body, and Cen Liyu was also startled, his arms around Xue Ziqin's neck.
"Cousin is so nice," Cen Liyu said suddenly.
The location of the Evergreen Pavilion was far and far, and it took a while to arrive.
Xue Ziqin put him down, and he saw that the old lady came out of it, looking anxiously, and saw Xue Ziqin and Cen Liyu hurried towards them.
Cen Liyu saw the old grandmother and happily called to the other side.
Xue Ziqin looked up and saw that when he encountered such a thing, it was a little late and he had to hurry away. Cen Liyu walked forward with a small figure, and Xue Ziqin stopped him: "Yaner."
Wen Yan Cen Liye turned her head and looked at Xue Ziqin.
"If you are bullied in the future, tell me that I will protect you." He didn't think about it, and he had already left his mouth.
"Okay!" Cen Lishan smiled sweetly at him.
The grandmother had arrived and saw that Cen Lihang's clothes were a little messy and very worried. She looked left and right on Cen Lishan and read "Where was injured" in her mouth.
Xue Ziqin smiled and turned away.
Cen Lizhan explained to Grandma and wanted to go back and say something to Xue Ziqin. Looking back, Xue Ziqin was no longer there, with no back.
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I accidentally thought back and forth about what happened eight years ago. At that time, Cen Lixuan was so cute and smiled sweetly, but when he saw him three years ago, he was as cold as another person.
Even now, he is seriously injured and has lost his memory, but he is still cold and indifferent to him, but he is also used to calling people, even if it is him, Cen Liyu also calls.
"Cousin ..."
Xue Ziqin opened his mind and stared casually at the fire in the general's tent, but suddenly a voice from his memory came out of his ear. He even thought he was auditory, but his thoughts were pulled back and turned to look at the teenager on the couch.
Cen Liyu opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, then the blankness in his eyes gradually turned into joy.
How has it changed? Xue Ziqin was caught flat-footed by this soft "cousin", and just realized how Cen Li-yuan is so cold now, but now he opened his eyes and called him "cousin".
What do you mean? Treat him?