Crazy childhood sweetheart always thinks of me

I'm so angry. He always insults me. My head hit when I came here and now it starts to hurt again.

He carried me on his shoulders without saying anything. I was upside down, looking at those women who were either disappointed, jealous, or crying. My mind was turned into a mess, but I still had one thought in my mind: Is it really that serious? This bastard has a good-looking face, but what else is there to praise?

He threw me directly into the carriage, and I almost suspected that I was kidnapped.

Then he got into the carriage and the driver started driving.

I rubbed my head and palms that were hurt from the fall, feeling a little aggrieved: "You don't have to give me money in the future. I will go to the academy. Don't look for me at other times. I don't want to see you at all."

This was the first time I took the initiative to open my heart to him. I thought he probably wouldn't force me anymore because he said that when he came back we would be even.

Let me stay away from his family and him.

He stared at me with cold eyes: "You don't want to see me? Then who do you want to see? The prince? Or that Prince Yongping? Who do you like?"

I gave in. What does it have to do with them? I covered my bruised wrist and said, "I just hate you. Can't you see that? I'm afraid of you. You're always sarcastic and threaten me for no reason. You scare me with a dagger at every turn and even say you'll break my legs. You obviously weren't going to come early this morning, but you made me wait so long and threw me in the car until I was dizzy. Do I owe you anything? Even if you saved me, my dad saved your dad many years ago. I ate your cakes and I promised to pay you back. Can you please stop paying attention to me? I get nervous every day when I see you. You obviously hate you, but you still say things you like to hear. I don't like this at all."

I don't know if I was overthinking it, I was holding back my tears, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness on his face. Then he moved closer to me, and I quickly sat further away. He was stunned for a moment, then sat closer. The space in the carriage was limited, and I had no place to hide. He pulled my wrist for the first time, and I cried in pain. He took out the ointment from his arms, and his white jade fingers scooped a little bit of the cold ointment and applied it on my arm, rubbing it slowly. I felt his fingers were very gentle, and he was more cautious than I had ever seen.

My heartbeat quickened, and I immediately withdrew my hand and turned my head away from him, but he suddenly ordered: "Turn your head around."

I grumbled stubbornly: "I don't."

"Turn your head around and I'll give you fifty taels."

I ignored him. I would not compromise even if it was fifty taels, five hundred taels, or five thousand taels.

He suddenly held my face with his cool fingers and forced me to face him. I angrily opened his hands and said, "Don't touch me. Don't even mention fifty taels. No matter how much money you give me, I won't compromise with you. Don't come to me anymore. I won't agree to anything you ask for."

His eyes became darker and darker, and he pressed me down on the seat in the carriage. I was so scared that I immediately punched and kicked, but he held my wrists with one hand. I screamed in pain and broke out in a cold sweat. There seemed to be some pain in his eyes: "Don't move, I'll apply medicine on you."

I pushed him away: "No, you're not in the position to apply medicine to me."

He then sat up straight, and I climbed up with a red face. This time he grabbed my face, and I didn't resist. Anyway, it was better to apply the medicine like this than lying down.

After applying the medicine, he put it in my palm and said, "Do you really hate me?"

I nodded without hesitation.

His face turned fierce, and he quickly grabbed my neck: "You hate me? Very well, let's die together, okay? I'll strangle you to death, and then I'll die with you."

I struggled to hit his hand. I don't know how long I struggled. Anyway, when I was almost strangled to death, he finally let me go. I tried to take a few breaths of air, and I felt pain in my neck. "Yun Hance, we are tired of each other. Why should we make each other unhappy? If you are not willing to accept the hundred taels of silver, I will find a way to return it to you."

Yun Hance looked at my neck, and his tone suddenly became extremely sad: "Who said I hate you."

I……

So you threaten me every day, say I'm ugly, say I'm stupid, throw me, pinch me, and make me sit at the door waiting like a fool. And you say you don't hate me?

I find it hard to believe that he might have some serious illness, otherwise why would he be so moody?

"Anyway, I don't want to see you anymore, so don't come to see me in the future."

He tried hard to suppress his anger, even the veins on his forehead bulged: "Who do you like? Prince Yongping or the Crown Prince?"

I didn't know who Prince Yongping was, and I didn't plan to pay attention to him, but he suddenly laughed, a sinister laugh: "Don't tell me? Then I'll kill them all, and see if you still dare to like them."

I am convinced too. Prince Yongping seems to be a prince, so killing a prince, killing a crown prince, is this something that can be brought up?

I had a headache: "Yun Hance, tell me, what do you want to do?"

Yun Hance said with a paranoid tone: "I want to kill someone. I will kill whoever you like."

I really admire him. Who would believe that he had been seriously ill for only a few years? We grew up together, and I couldn't watch him die. So I tried to persuade him calmly: "What will you do after you kill them? You can get away with it? What are you thinking?"

Yun Hance smiled miserably, his white teeth looking creepy: "It doesn't matter, just kill them and I'll drag you to be buried with me."

I... How the hell did I offend you? He always wanted to drag me to death. In order to save my life, I gave him an idea: "Why don't you try another way, such as attacking secretly? This way you can save your life and kill the prince at the same time?"

I am very willing to kill the prince, especially. If Yun Hance kills the prince, there is a high probability that he can succeed. But there is no need to do that for Prince Yongping, as I don't know him.

Yun Hance looked at me morbidly, and I felt uneasy: "I, Yun Hance, would avenge my grudges immediately. Are you trying to persuade me like this in order to tip him off?"

Fine, I'll let you die. You were obviously worried that you'd be killed by the Emperor, but in the end you still suspected that I wanted you to die. I immediately smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you to kill him right now. I'll really be grateful!"

He looked at me seriously, but I didn't care anymore. If he wanted to die, let him do it. Compared to his previous life, I had already done my best to persuade him.

He suddenly laughed again: "So you really don't want to climb up the social ladder?"

Why can he change his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book? Just now he looked ready to kill someone at any time, but now he acts as if nothing happened. His smile actually seems a bit happy.

I was too lazy to explore and rolled my eyes: "I told you a long time ago that I just want to survive. Now I just want to raise chickens and ducks, grow vegetables, and fill my stomach."

He seemed to be in a better mood: "Go play with Miaomiao if you have nothing to do. She will accompany you to the academy."

I looked at him in shock. He was the one who told me to stay away from his family, so why was he making such a fuss? Who was this person who was so unpredictable and changed his mind every day?

I saw that he was in a better mood, and I slowly felt relieved. It was so nice for him to talk to me calmly.

I couldn't control my curiosity, so I suddenly asked him, "What is your relationship with Shen Tingwan?"

He glanced at me and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

I nodded: "You brought her cakes last time, and I helped you this time. Why did you throw her into the river? Who will like you if you do this? You will be in the crematorium when the time comes."

He leaned against the carriage and frowned: "I didn't buy the cake for her. I just used her as a cover. And didn't I tell you last time not to worry about it? You did this today because you were sure that I wouldn't dare to hit you?"

I felt embarrassed when I heard this. If Shen Tingwan knew about this, she would go crazy again: "Then you didn't buy that cake for me, did you? Are you embarrassed to say it?"

Yun Hance's face froze, and he immediately scolded: "Do you think it's possible? You said you hate me, so I will buy you cakes? You won't starve to death."

I myself find it impossible. With his appearance, how could he be so careful?

I asked curiously: "Shen Tingwan is a top-notch beauty. In terms of talent and status, she is probably worthy of you. Why do you look down on her? What kind of girls do you like?"

Yun Hance looked at me with burning eyes. I felt a little flustered when he looked at me. I didn’t know what I was flustered about. There was some sadness on his face: “I don’t know. I don’t like it.”

I felt like he was lying to me. If he didn't like her, he should have said it immediately instead of looking at me for a long time with that weird sadness in his eyes.

But I don't intend to delve into it. After all, it's none of my business. I should just worry about filling my stomach. Others think about sex after having enough food and drink, but I can't even eat enough and yet I'm still gossiping about other people's love affairs.

He sent me back and followed me inside, saying that he wanted to go see the chicks and ducklings. I thought that after all, they were bought with his money, and today Shen Tingwan had caused a big misunderstanding. With Shen Tingwan's craziness, I didn't know how to pester him to admit it, and I didn't know if it would cause him trouble, so I tried to be calm with him.

When I returned to my yard, my father and mother were squatting at the fence watching the chicks and ducklings.

My father asked my mother: "When can we eat?"

I was so upset. It's still small, and it's not appropriate to say that you want to eat it in front of it.

My mother shook her head and said, "It should be a few days. I've eaten a kind of chicken before that was not much bigger than this, only about the size of a fist."

They were pigeons, my God. Did they get slaughtered and eaten one day when I wasn't paying attention?

But it’s not their fault. They were not so poor in their previous lives. There was always a cook when they cooked. They had never seen a live chicken or duck, so naturally they couldn’t tell the difference between grains.

I had seen it because when I was starving to death in the palace, Yunyin secretly handed me a roasted whole chicken. To me at that time, that chicken was the most delicious food.

My father smacked his lips and said, "Why don't we get one tonight to try? I haven't eaten meat for days and my mouth is already dry."

My mother was an educated person after all, so she glared at him immediately, and my father immediately smiled in a flattering manner.

My mother agreed with him, "I think it's okay. We can each have one. Even though it's a little less, it's meat."

The two of them immediately got down to work, rolling up their sleeves and preparing to catch the chicken themselves. Why did they say personally? Because our family was so poor that only Xiaohui was left, and Xiaohui was nowhere to be found at this moment.

I immediately ran over and blocked the gate: "Dad, Mom, if you want to eat them, I'll buy some more tonight. These chicks and ducks are for growing up and laying eggs to hatch chicks. You can't eat them. I have to rely on them to feed my family."

Yun Hance walked over and bowed.

As soon as my parents saw him, they started praising him.

Especially my mother: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and Ah Ce has become more refined."