dhibooks Chapter 16
Chapter 16
An Qihe didn't notice his small movements.
In his eyes, the little prince is innocent and innocent, so he never even thought about stealing something and taking it away.
After eating, An Qihe took all the things out, went to get a chair cushion and put it on the wheelchair to go back.
When the little prince was carried into the wheelchair by An Qihe, he hadn't reacted yet, his mind was chaotic, a little unbelievable, but also a little real feeling of being loved by others.
It wasn't until the wheelchair was rolled out halfway that he came back to his senses, looked around, raised his head and asked An Qihe, "Where are you taking me?"
"Some time ago, a young man who was somewhat similar to the prince came to the mansion. I told the prince a few days ago."
After saying this, the little prince remembered that he was taken away that day, when he was waiting for An Qihe to take him to meet the boy.
Before the little prince had any reaction, An Qihe consciously said something wrong, and clicked his tongue regretfully.
"Anyway!" An Qihe hastily raised his voice, as if he could suppress the shadow that the little prince didn't want to touch, "In short, I promised the prince that I will take you with me wherever I go in the future."
The little prince's expression moved, and he glanced at An Qihe with the end of his eyes, pretending not to believe: "Then why did you bring me to see him?"
"I have some things to tell him, so I have to bring the little prince with me."
An Qihe paused after speaking.
The little prince murmured in his heart, this was exactly like what was said in the scriptures, he brought the main house to see the favored concubine, and came to demonstrate.
He was suddenly upset.
At this time, the eyes suddenly darkened, the little prince subconsciously thought that the sky was overcast, and then a handsome face appeared in front of his eyes, An Qihe caught him off guard, and directly pushed him into the wheelchair.
The little prince was startled and almost screamed in fright.
An Qihe looked straight at him, his thin lips moved slightly, and asked, "My lord, what are you thinking?"
There was a thin layer of powder floating on the face of the little prince, and he kept his mouth tightly shut and refused to speak.
An Qihe couldn't help touching his forehead: "Are you just thinking about it?"
The little prince immediately shook harder.
Open... What are you kidding!
He, he is the prince!
How can the prince think about it...
Nonsense!
The little prince glanced around indiscriminately, the top of his head was about to smoke, and he stammered, "I, I didn't... You, are you going or not!"
The little prince pretended to be fierce like a cat growling, seeing An Qihe's heart softened again, and he couldn't even bear to deliberately tease him just now.
So he pulled the little prince and told them all about their plan like pouring beans.
The little prince blinked dully.
"Little prince, you..." After An Qihe finished speaking, seeing the reaction of the little prince, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Do you think we are too cruel?"
The little prince has probably never been exposed to such dark things.
Now that An Qihe is showing him the truth again, it's no wonder that the little prince is frightened.
An Qihe hurriedly wanted to make amends: "Then, what, we will try our best not to let him get hurt!"
The little prince didn't speak, and stayed quietly for a while.
An Qihe also shut up, as if waiting to be punished.
The two of them basked in the sun for a while, the little prince was covered with sweat, An Qihe's thin lips moved, and he opened his mouth to persuade him to stay in a shaded place.
Before he had time to speak, the little prince interrupted: "He, does he know about this?"
The young man knew a little bit, but they didn't tell the whole truth to prevent people from escaping.
As far as we know so far, that is, the prince is injured, he just needs to take the place of the prince and deal with the incoming people perfunctorily.
The little prince couldn't bear to let him die, so he hurriedly grabbed An Qihe: "Can you ensure his safety?"
An Qihe didn't know what to do.
He had fought with the guards, and the two of them had competed for a while, and their martial arts were evenly matched. If they fought seriously, it would probably last three days and three nights.
And if he was sent by the black hand behind the scenes, there must be stronger cards in the hands of the black hand behind the scenes.
At that time, most people in the mansion will follow the boy, but the elite will also be on the prince's side.
With better luck, the prince will keep it, and so will the boy.
If one's luck is bad, then one can only wrong the young man.
Seeing that An Qihe was silent, the little prince understood in his heart.
"I'm sorry." An Qihe said.
The little prince shook his head: "I am very happy that you can tell this matter to me."
"That……"
The little prince curled his lips: "Before this king left the palace, my brother said that there are many people in this world who want the life of the royal family. If it weren't for my brother's thunderous means, this king would be the first to lose."
"For this reason, the emperor hid the king tightly and never let the king go in front of others. But what's the use? In those years in the palace, every assassination was aimed at the king. .”
"This king has never thought about why so many people always want to take my life, no matter in the palace or outside."
An Qihe felt sour when he heard this.
But the little prince looked calm, and did not show the slightest resentment.
Brother Huang never concealed the purpose of those assassins, so the little prince was forced to accept the malice from the mastermind behind the scenes every time.
The emperor brother told him that as a member of the royal family, life is like this, either gaining power or being stabbed to death, it is very difficult to live a stable life.
If possible, he also hoped that the little prince was just born in a slightly wealthier family, so that there would not be so much misery.
The little prince listened ignorantly and could not fully understand.
So the emperor put a booklet in front of the young prince.
All that was written in the booklet was for him, the names of the people who fought with the assassin and died in the end.
How he died, the tragic situation after death, and how his family was, are all clearly listed.
Brother Huang said that in the royal family, while being hated by others, he was also protected by many people who were willing to sacrifice their lives for him.
The future life of the little prince will depend on their blood.
So the emperor asked the little prince to understand one thing.
Well, live hard.
An Qihe couldn't say anything, he immediately regretted it, and felt that it was a kind of abuse to say such a thing to the young prince.
His little prince is so good, he should live a carefree life all his life.
However, the little prince suddenly frowned as if he had seen through his inner activities.
"I'm very upset."
"Huh?" An Qihe didn't react for a moment.
The little prince asked, "Do you regret telling me?"
An Qihe's eyes were soft: "I... don't want to make things difficult for you."
He had already spoken in what he thought was the softest voice, but what he got in return was that the little prince seemed about to burst into anger.
The little prince glared at him, wanted to say something but stopped, turned his face away and took a deep breath.
An Qihe panicked: "Little prince, are you angry?"
The little prince hesitated for a while: "Take me in to meet him."
The boy still had a headache when he woke up, but he was used to waking up at five o'clock on weekdays, so even though his body was still soft, he gritted his teeth and got on the bed, packing everything like he did every day.
He suddenly heard the report that the little prince came to see him, the young man trembled in fright, his whole face turned pale.
The little prince is so beautiful, with bright features and snow-like skin, sitting in a wheelchair, as if he came out of a painting, as charming as a butterfly about to fly, but his legs are unable to walk, giving people a feeling of affection touch.
At this moment, the boy felt as if someone had stirred his head, and the pain made his whole body shiver.
This person is so good-looking that he is completely incomparable.
Then yesterday, Mr. Wen must have discovered the truth yesterday!
Clearly promised to complete the task, but messed up so easily.
The young man panicked, even the warm wind flowing in the air was like a whip that was about to fall on his body.
When the little prince saw him, he was also taken aback for a moment, seeing that he seemed to be unwell, his face was flushed, and he was about to be unable to breathe, so he quickly got up to help him.
An Qihe quickly pressed the person down with his eyes, and supported the boy with the other hand: "What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"
The boy shook his head with difficulty, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.
The little prince thought he was thirsty, and called An Qihe: "Pour a glass of water."
An Qihe helped him to sit down, poured a glass of water and handed him over.
The boy grabbed the water glass tightly and took a sip of water.
It was ice water. After swallowing it, it felt like a piece of ice had been stuffed into his stomach. It made him sober up and relieved a lot: "Thank you...thank you."
He shrank and thanked him like a child who didn't know how to get along with others, which was completely different from what An Qihe had described before.
It makes people even wonder if they have been abused in the mansion, how can they be afraid of people becoming like this.
The little prince was stunned, "Is it uncomfortable?"
Speaking of An Qihe, he knew what the little prince was going to do next, and touched the boy's forehead.
The boy trembled violently, but he didn't dare to push him away, he just raised his upper body to avoid it.How can this be avoided?It was still touched on the forehead.
It's not hot, it's just cold sweat, it doesn't look normal, not to mention this sensitive avoidance...
The little prince comforted and said: "Don't be afraid, just tell anyone who bullies you, or if you don't want to live in this mansion, you can... you can also leave and go to the housekeeper to get the money, so that you will have no worries for the rest of your life." .”
An Qihe cast complicated gazes, but the little prince didn't intend to respond to him.
After hearing this, the young man trembled even more, couldn't sit still any longer, and knelt down in front of the little prince.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, little prince! It's all my fault!"
As soon as the words fell, the young man burst into tears in a panic.
The little prince was also flustered and didn't know what to do for a while: "Don't cry, don't cry, what happened?"
As he asked, he pushed the wheels on both sides to get closer, and hurriedly pulled the boy's arm, trying to pull him up.
But the one in the wheelchair didn't have much strength, and the one who was kneeling just cried, and didn't move much after a long period of stalemate.
The little prince was so exhausted that he was out of breath.
An Qihe couldn't see it anymore, stepped forward and pulled the two of them away, and put a cushion on the back of the little prince, and patted his back with the other hand to let him breathe.
The boy's tone was a bit cold.
"What did you do, tell the truth."